Hangover.

When Zhao Yu woke up from his bed, his mind was still confused. He has always been self-denying, not to mention getting drunk outside, and even drinking alcohol is rare.

The clothes are still yesterday, Zhao Yu pulled down his hair, and walked to the desk, which was still the set of ancient books he read before going out yesterday, or the page he opened yesterday.

Zhao Yu stood in front of him for a while before closing the book. He looked fixedly at the inkstone on the bookshelf and sighed suddenly.

Three years, the township test, which is only once every three years, is about to start. It stands to reason that he should be well prepared, and nothing is a reason for him to be distracted, but... If the first time I met Miss Qiaozhi was an accident, and the second time I gave her a note because I was worried about her life, then what about this time?

It's just a street chatter, but I can't help but substitute her name, even if I know that she wants to get rid of the relationship with the past and herself, she still gritted her teeth and went, even if she couldn't assert whether it was true or false at all...

He had never only pretended to be four books and five classics, and he was suddenly confused, and he didn't know why he chose to go to the restaurant so firmly yesterday to touch this little hope.

Yesterday, when he saw the pretty branches through the bustling crowd, the joy that rose in his heart at that moment made him inexplicably afraid, from childhood to adulthood, even if his parents were inconvenient for... And when he died, he was calm, or rather.. He was cold-blooded, and he seemed to have only cold books in his head.

At that time, the nurse covered his ears tightly, whimpered quietly, picked him up and ran on the mountain road. But he still heard it, heard the executioner's shouts, heard the indifference of the crowd, heard the last sorrows of his parents and the blood spilled into the sky.

He clenched his fists and buried his head deep in the nurse's arms. The nurse felt that he was crying, so she hugged him tighter, in fact, his brain was blank, and even echoed the "The Mean" that his father taught him to read a few days ago.

Those who are in the Tao must not be separated from it...

Don't see it, don't see it, so the gentleman is cautious...

To neutralize, heaven and earth, all things are nurtured...

Bumpy all the way, dusty all the way, all the way to the heart...

My father said that the golden mean is to reconcile. First, we must be worthy of our hearts, adhere to our own ideas, and persevere; Second, we must be correct and balanced, do not rush for quick success, and know the law and abide by the law; Third, we must have a skill and seek a job in its position.

They did this, and they asked Zhao Yu to do so, but why did they end up like this in the end? At that time, Zhao Yu didn't understand, he just carried the mean on his back over and over again, recalling the slightly raised corners of his mouth and a gentle smile when his father taught him to read, and his mother sat aside and watched them study.

Later, the nurse took him to Yanling, bought this small courtyard for him, and untied the burden she had been carrying and handed it to him.

Pen and ink inkstone, the third of the four treasures of the study.

These are the only things that the nurse can bring out besides money. The nurse touched his head and told him to study hard, and from now on, she would try her best to support him, let him study, let him become a talent, and let him live up to the expectations of the master.

She said that only when you become a talent and become a big official can you redress your parents' grievances and be justified. He followed the nurse's surname Zhao, and since then, the little merchant boy who everyone envies has disappeared, and the only one who remains in Yanling is Zhao Yu, who is studying hard.

The nurse doesn't understand anything, the big characters don't know one, from the dyeing workshop to the bookstore to pick out books for him, often deceived and fooled, once the nurse offered a treasure like holding a light cyan thin booklet to him, mysteriously said that the bookstore owner sold her a big favor, said that it recorded the focus of this township test.

Zhao Yu took it with a smile, and only looked at the first page and found that the nurse had been deceived, and the whole article was full of bullshit and sour poems, but looking at the nurse's hopeful eyes and tired eyes, he couldn't say anything, so he could only lower his head and say softly, he would take this test book and review it well.

The nurse smiled with relief, breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered that when the little master was on the list, she would be relieved to see the master and the lady.

At that time, Zhao Yu did not have the ability to figure out people's hearts, he had always been just a child who died to study, in the past, it was okay to have his father and mother, but after the family fell and fled to Yanling, he only knew how to read... Naturally, she also missed the loneliness and grief that flashed in the eyes of the nurse.

He just swore that he would definitely go to high school in this township examination, and when he returned from the examination, it would be time to be filial to his mother. The nurse was stunned, but still said yes.

Time flies, and the white horse flies. The time of the township test is getting closer and closer, and the nurse did not go to the dyeing workshop to help, but stayed at home every day to provide him with food. Zhao Yu asked curiously, but the nurse only said that the township test was important, so he didn't continue to ask.

At that time, he was immersed in books, and he wanted to get a fame, so he didn't pay much attention to the things around him, and when he found that the nurse was bedridden, it was already time to leave for the exam.

No matter how he shouted, he panicked, and ran to the hospital in a panic to invite Lang Zhong, and after some diagnosis and treatment, Zhao Yu learned that the nurse had exhausted himself to the void in order to provide him with education and buy those so-called cheats for him to read.

Lang Zhong said that if you want to cure her disease, it is simple to say that it is simple, and it is complicated to say that it is complicated. As long as you keep it with peace of mind and hang it with medicinal herbs that are not particularly valuable, you can recover your health in a few months, but you can't suffer anymore, and you can't go to a place like the dyeing workshop anymore.

Zhao Yu nodded yes, got the prescription and wanted to grab a few pieces of medicine back, and then found out... There was not much money in the house, and all the money was spent on buying books for him and for him to eat and drink. Things are dead, people are alive, he wanted to take the inkstone and pen away, in exchange for some silver, but was stopped by the nurse, saying that this is the last thought left to him by the old lady, if Zhao Yu in order to cure her illness, then she will have no face to face the old lady even if she is dead.

Helplessly, the nurse lay on the bed, her eyes were cloudy and she smiled, saying that when he took the test, it would not be too late to come back, and she could wait. Zhao Yu nodded, but his eyes kept glued to the so-called cheats book, for the first time in his life, he lied to his beloved relatives.

The township test is only held every three years, and after this year and the next three years, his relatives are left alone. His face was red, his tongue was knotted, and he swore that he would definitely go to high school with the nurse, and in a blink of an eye, he quietly took the pen and ink and went to the pawnshop.

After grabbing the medicine and coming out, Zhao Yu thought about the wording all the way, and it wasn't until he went home that he came up with a good set of reasons. When she got home, the nurse fell asleep again and couldn't wake up. He was carrying the medicine bag, at a loss, the nurse took care of him too well, he had never let him do housework in the past few years, let alone cook and boil medicine, and went to ask Lang Zhong to fry the medicine and pour it into the corner of her mouth.

When the nurse came to her senses, the township exam had just ended, and she didn't have to struggle to find a reason not to take the exam. On the day the list was released, Zhao Yu knew that it had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't resist the nurse's persistence, so he still went to see it. When he came back, he looked depressed, but in fact his heart was beating and his ears were red, for fear of being exposed.

Fortunately, the nurse didn't have the strength to study these at that time, and when she saw him coming back with a sad face, she knew that she had not passed the test, and Zhao Yu, who was worried about whether it was his disease, was distracted. Zhao Yu comforted her with a smile, saying that she would definitely go to high school in three years, so that the nurse would wait and enjoy the blessings.

I grabbed a lot of medicine and used a lot of money, but unfortunately the improvement in Langzhong's mouth has not yet appeared, at first the nurse can still walk on the ground, and can only half-lean on the bed to gasp for breath in the back, and in the end I can't even sit up, I can only lie on the bed, sometimes awake and sometimes blurred.

He prayed day and night for the nurse, hoping that she would get better tomorrow, and sat up from the bed, but the miracle he hoped for day and night did not happen, and the nurse's condition deteriorated day by day, and later, she fell asleep all day long, and only had a moment of wakefulness a day... Three years passed quickly, almost in a snap of a finger, but she didn't survive until the third year in the end, and she didn't see the child she worked so hard to raise make it to the list.

When I met Qiaozhi, the nurse had just been there for less than a month, and that day he went to the nurse's grave and came back with a confused mind, so he didn't notice that he hit someone, and then found out that it was a girl, and his hand was still on someone's buttocks, he... The whole person instantly sobered up and walked home directly.

When he got home, he suddenly woke up to the fact that what he had done on the street would have caused a lot of trouble to the girl he didn't know... He was going to go back and apologize to her, and to apologize to her with some money, but when he got to the street, and before he could inquire about the girl's residence, the long-tongued women shook off the girl's family history.

Listening to the experience of Qiaozhi Fujun's illness, Zhao Yu remembered his nurse for no reason. The sick appearance of the nurse gradually coincided with the girl who was unfortunately bumped by him, he rushed home, and came back with the only remaining inkstone, perhaps to repay the unrepaid kindness, or perhaps just to make amends, he squatted on the side of the road and handed the inkstone into the hands of Qiaozhi.

He could still remember the look of Qiaozhi at that time, his black and white eyes looked at the burden that was forced into his hand in surprise, and stared at him with round eyes; The broken hair on the forehead sticks softly to the skin.... He suddenly remembered a poem, even if the person in front of him opened his mouth in astonishment, which did not match what was depicted in the poem:

The peach is dying, scorching its flower, and the son is home, and it is suitable for his room.

... ...

The memory returned, Zhao Yu looked at the inkstone in front of him gently, and seemed to understand his feelings for Qiaozhi, perhaps it took root in his heart from that day, and it was not until yesterday that he completely sprouted and broke out of the ground.