Bai Yutang: "......"

Fang Ruohua: "Don't worry, people are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are also afraid of people, besides, everyone has a door god, and Shen Tu and Yu Lei usually don't like to skip work, as long as it's not particularly bad luck, it won't be fine, and in my place, there will be no accidents." ”

Bai Yutang coughed.

Zhan Zhao smiled bitterly and shook his head, wouldn't it be very troublesome to offend the door god?

He sighed, he didn't have seen the more terrifying scenes, what was this, he knew that Miss Fang knew how to be measured, so he didn't pay attention to it, only rubbed his forehead and said, "Please also ask the land to help Zhan take a look again, is the yin qi on his body still heavy?" ”

Fang Ruohua glanced at him, and said matter-of-factly: "It's still heavy, with a bad eyebrow, don't go to the cemetery these days, the ancestral hall, well, the palace is also less." ”

Zhan Zhaoden frowned: "Can't it be resolved?" ”

"It's not cost-effective, it's not a big deal, Zhan Escort is in the official gate, and he is full of righteousness, and the evil is not close, even if he is dyed with a little yin qi, he is more cautious these days when the ghost door is open, and he will specifically resolve it, but it will cause and effect, trouble."

Well, listen to the professionals.

Fang Ruohua smiled, looked up and saw Eleven Lang probing his brain on the second floor, squeezing his eyes at Zhao Di, so he took Zhao Di with one hand, and led everyone upstairs with her wooden box.

Bai Yutang stiffened a handsome face, pretending to be relaxed, but his expression was a little panicked, Zhan Zhao knew that he was arrogant, at this time, he was full of doubts, and he was not willing to let people notice, so he simply did not know and sat down in the living room.

Fang Ruohua beckoned people to serve food and wine, then turned her head to look at Zhao Di, and smiled to comfort her: "Don't be afraid!" ”

Zhao Di didn't shed a single tear in front of the young man, her eyes were red at this moment, and tears were rolling.

"I am the girl Weng Weng bought home, Weng Weng taught me to read, taught me to read, is my pro-Weng Weng, my father, and I have not been so kind to me, I know that I am not qualified, but I still don't want to leave Weng Weng's manuscript to Wang Ergou, Wang Ergou is just a brute, he is not a human!"

"Sister Zhaodi doesn't cry."

Eleven Lang was ignorant, but he knew that he took a handkerchief to wipe Zhao Di's tears, a trace of redness flew on Zhao Di's cheeks, he couldn't hold back his sobs, touched Eleven Lang's little head, and his mood calmed down a little, before he looked up at Ruohua, and knelt down with a short waist, "Thank you to the land god!" ”

Fang Ruohua covered her forehead and pulled her up with one hand: "You call me Sister Fang, or call me Shenghua'er." ”

The god of the land or something, being called in private, is really ashamed!

Zhao Di smiled, but she refused to be so rude, and she was only willing to call a real person.

A few people spoke slowly, unhurriedly, although it was summer, the cool breeze in the house was blowing, the windows were bright and clean, and Bai Yutang's face gradually returned to ruddy and bright, and there was only a little surprise left in his heart.

Zhao Di also came over to thank him: "Thank you Bai Yishi for your help." ”

Bai Yutang sighed.

Zhan Zhao smiled and said: "Girl don't have to be polite, my generation is chivalrous, and I won't see people humiliated or not." ”

Bai Yutang glanced at him, and at this time, he didn't deliberately do anything, and responded: "You're welcome." ”

A few polite words, the food and wine on the table are strong, Zhanzhao put down a few chopsticks in a row, and ate to his heart's content, Bai Yutang is also quite a good appetite, and he doesn't know how to write the word reserved, a total of eight dishes, six plates of dim sum, all of which are not left.

I also drank a small half bottle of Feitian Moutai.

A flush appeared on Bai Yutang's face, his eyes were blurred, and Zhanzhao was also a little drunk, it was really a drink that was extremely fragrant and beautiful, but it was very strong, and they had deep internal strength, and they could barely support it.

"Whew, it's a strong wine, it's a mellow wine, it's clear and transparent, the jade liquid is elixir, but unfortunately, ordinary people are afraid that they can't drink it."

Zhanzhao exhaled and smiled bitterly, "It's out of shape." ”

Fang Ruohua smiled: "Next time, I'll give you a taste of monkey wine." Saying, take the wine soup over, one person drink a bowl, very effective, the wine at this time is very light, she didn't dare to try, it's really too turbid, it looks bad, but it doesn't smell like wine, presumably the degree is very low, it's hard to get intoxicated.

Zhan Zhaodeng remembered the energy on the island that day, the immortal deceived other people's wine, I wonder if the monkey wine that Miss Fang had here was the one that her master used to 'sacrifice' her? If so, it's worth a try.

Zhao Di also took a shallow drink, and the smell of wine came up, and she couldn't help but talk more: "Weng Weng is a kind-hearted person, I was only eleven years old five years ago, thin and small, I can't do anything, my father and mother want a lot of money, Weng Weng still bought me, and he was not willing to let me be a lowly citizen." ”

She doesn't complain about her father, their location, it's good that the girl is sold, not to mention that although some people offer a higher price, her father and mother still sold her to Weng Weng, isn't it just to see Weng Weng's good face and be a good person. But good people are not rewarded, the old man has no son, there is no one in the clan, and he can't succeed in the inheritance, he recognizes the next son, thinking that there will be a successor, but it is not a thing!

"He is also a showman, and then his family is poor, writing a book for a living, a writing is all these years, not ashamed at all, but also very like, every time he writes, he uses a lot of thought, Yizi Wang Ergou is not willing to write, Weng Weng is not angry, he knows that writing a book is not as good as serious reading, so he paid for him to go to the academy, and thought that if he was admitted to Xiucai, he would save a little money, and he would no longer write, so as to save people laughing at his son."

"But Wang Ergou doesn't know what to do, he learned a bad disease, Weng Weng is very heartbroken, and his health is getting worse and worse, but even so, Weng Weng still hopes that he can turn back, and even told me that the small house at home, the title deed let me hold it, if he can still be motivated, he will rent it out and get money to continue for him to study......"

Zhao Di felt very uncomfortable, "Now that it's good, Weng Weng is about to be buried, I just hope that he won't be too confused, take Weng Weng seriously, and handle Weng Weng's funeral well." ”

Fang Ruohua raised his eyebrows, blinked and smiled: "Don't worry, Wang Ergou will definitely be the best filial son and grandson." ”

Zhao Di was stunned.

Wang Quande is in Kaifeng, in fact, he is a very famous figure, don't look at the only places like Goolan Washe, there are three religions and nine streams of friends, and he can't be on the stage, but he is used to being kind to others, and several of his classmates who were funded by him have become officials, even if they are not big officials, they are also officials.

is also a Xiucai background, don't look at the saying that there are poor and sour Xiucai at every turn in later generations, but in fact, it is very difficult to be admitted to Xiucai in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Furthermore, those yamen, students, which one can not linger? Who can not listen to books and enjoy singing and dancing? As long as you listen, you will inevitably know Wang Quande's name.

On the day of his old man's burial, many people came to send it, and there was a sigh, Zhao Di wore linen and filial piety, held Weng Weng's bookcase, and knelt in front of the coffin.