Chapter 7: The Mother's Family Is Unreliable 3
Kong Zhishu can't do this kind of inaction, "It's better to take her in, and let her go when she wakes up." ”
"Bring it in? We have a lot of family, it's crowded enough, where is there an empty room for a beggar to live in? Although there is a bumper harvest in the field this year, I can't afford to raise such a big person! Kong Zhiheng's voice was raised a few degrees, and he barked like a cat with its tail stepped on.
"Either let her live all the time, or let her go when she wakes up, or let her sleep in my room." Kong Zhishu shook off Kong Zhiheng and restrained his hand and walked towards the fainting man, looking at the woman on the ground, although it was a married aunt, but in the end there was a difference between men and women.
"This aunt, I wrote to me that I saw you faint on the ground and couldn't bear to see you die like this, so I was so offended to save you and take you into my house, and I hope you don't have to blame when you wake up." Kong Zhishu muttered a few words, and then bent down and lifted the person from the ground.
But he just lifted it up, and he wanted to pick up the person and go back to his house, but this person was very heavy, he was a weak scholar, and he couldn't hold it at all, and in the end, the person was dragged away by him.
Kong Zhishu thought in his heart at that time, how could there be such a beggar in this world?
"Third brother, this is what you want to save yourself, your father and mother scolded you when you turn around, you have to bear it yourself, don't say that I, the eldest brother, didn't stop you from doing stupid things!" Kong Zhiheng chased after him a little angrily, scolded a few words and dodged directly.
Kong Zhishu didn't answer, dragged the person into his room, and after putting the person flat and covering the quilt, he noticed that the person in the coma was not as old as he thought, and he looked about thirty years old.
It's just that after taking a closer look, Kong Zhishu couldn't help but shake his body, this eldest sister is not only rich, but also very long, how to describe it? It's very easy to remember.
At this moment, if Su Wanniang, who was in a coma, knew that Kong Zhishu, a twenty-five-year-old man, called her aunt and eldest sister, she would have to pull out Kong Zhishu's skin. Although she is old, ugly and fat, she is a little exaggerated, but she can't hide the fact that she is only twenty-two years old!
A woman is twenty-two years old, that's the age when flowers bloom, okay?
"Third brother, what are you doing in the kitchen?" Kong Zhiheng saw Kong Zhishu go to the kitchen and suddenly became nervous, "A beggar, just give a bowl of hot water to drink, and let people leave quickly when you wake up, don't waste our family's rice grain." ”
"She's dizzy, so I'll go to the kitchen to find out if there's any leftover from the morning rice soup, and give her a few sips when it's hot." Kong Zhishu walked straight in, lifted the lid of the pot and looked at it, and then went to light the fire.
"It's really nothing to do, and I'm going to waste the firewood at home again!" Kong Zhiheng was a little displeased, "Forget it, you won't listen to what you say." ”
Kong Zhishu glanced at the people who walked out, busy with their own work, and all the families who heard the sound gathered around the kitchen.
Mrs. Kong and Father Kong were the first to come around, and when Mrs. Kong saw that Kong Zhishu was burning the fire, she hurriedly shouted, "Zhishu, what are you doing here?" Isn't it just a meal? ”
"The third brother just rescued a beggar at the door, saying that he wanted to warm up a hot rice soup for the beggar to drink." Kong Zhiheng turned back and snatched the words, "No matter how I persuade the third brother, I won't listen, it's just a waste of firewood, and if the beggar dies in his house when I turn around, he will be unlucky." ”
"Big brother, isn't that eldest sister a beggar, have you ever seen a beggar dressed so cleanly? I think it might be the eldest sister passing by. Kong Zhishu replied, "If a little firewood and rice soup can save people, it is also a good thing, my grandfather often said when he was alive, to be a man must have a conscience, if I don't meet it, forget it, if I meet it and don't save it, then it will be in vain." ”
Father Kong nodded, "What the book says is reasonable, it is a little firewood and rice soup, if you save people, it is a matter of virtue." ”