"There is no escaping the death penalty."

Whether it is escaping with a flail or injuring someone, the original culpability is added to the original culpability.

It's August right now, and it's too close to the day of the autumn showdown.

If it is another big government, the official document needs to be reported to the Criminal Department, and it may be delayed until the next year.

However, Guanzhou is a fiefdom of the British king, and it only needs to be reported to the Fucheng, and the Fucheng can be executed if the verification and trial of the Fucheng is correct.

Zhang Xuan committed an accident at this time, and there was no chance to turn around.

Yan Huaiwen hesitated for a moment, but still explained to Xiao Er what the autumn decision was, what the month of slaughter was, and the prohibition of execution on the tenth day of the month.

Yan Yu listened to what his uncle said, and counted the days in his heart.

The first month, May, and September are the months of slaughter.

The first, eighth, fourteenth, fifteenth, eighteenth, twenty-third, twenty-fourth, twenty-eighth, and twenty-ninth days are the ten fasting days, that is, the days of prohibition of killing.

From the beginning of October, the remaining twenty days, each of which may become Zhang Xuan's death.

"Uncle, can that little girl survive?" Yan Yu asked.

She is not a person who drills the horns of the bull, Zhang Xuan begged for death by herself, and the current result can be regarded as seeking benevolence.

Instead of worrying about when he will die, it is better to care about the sick little girl.

Yan Huaiwen was silent, and he didn't want to deceive her with lies.

"The doctor said that she had a fever for too long, and even if she survived, she would have some bad symptoms."

Yan Yu didn't speak all the way after that.

After entering the house, I fetched water, washed my face and hands, washed myself clean, went to my room to change into new clothes, and went to the kitchen to warm up for a while before entering my father's room.

As soon as they entered the house, they were like frosted eggplants, climbing up the kang with their hands and feet, looking for the warmest kang, and sitting cross-legged against the wall.

Li Xuemei looked at her strangely, her daughter really rarely looked like this.

The eldest girl chased in, "Xiao Er, I'll bring you the food in, how about you eat in the house?" ”

She was instructed by her father to come over and look at her sister.

only heard my father mention it briefly, and the eldest girl couldn't stand it, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Yan Huaiwen: ......

This time, the eldest girl behaved too normally, and almost forgot that his daughter's eye sockets were very shallow and she loved to cry.

At this time, the big girl's eyes were red and slightly swollen, and she tried to pull the corners of her mouth, which was very smiling.

Li Xuemei looked at her, then at her daughter, and put on her shoes and went to the ground.

Pull the big girl outside to ask what happened, and have a plan in your heart, let the big girl go back to rest.

Li Xuemei came over from the kitchen with the food she had left and placed it on the kang table.

"Eat while it's hot."

Yan Yu moved over, took a sip of mung bean porridge, and took another bite of the pickles under Mama Rong, and there was a taste in his mouth, and he felt that everyone was in good spirits.

The appetite gradually returned, Yan Yu's chopsticks were used very slippery, and the porridge could be pulled cleanly.

"I still want to drink." Yan Yu held the bowl to her mother.

Li Xuemei went down to the ground and served her another bowl.

watched the girl drink another bowl of porridge.

Li Xuemei said: "Now is a good opportunity, you will take the recipe I copied and send it to your uncle in a while." ”

Yan Yu raised his eyes and asked, "Do you want to send one or three?" ”

"Whatever you want." Li Xuemei put the initiative in the hands of her daughter.

Yan Yu took a bite of the steamed bun, took another bite, filled his mouth to the brim, and chewed hard.

It wasn't until he swallowed it that he said: "No matter how many you send, with the uncle's IQ, we can't hide the fact that we have a medical book in our hands, so we can only confess, is it appropriate to choose this time?" ”

They didn't want to keep it hidden, but they had to find an appropriate time to tell the truth.

Today? Right now? Isn't it a bit rushed?

"It's the same sooner or later, you also said that your uncle can't hide it, so it's better for us to say it earlier.

When the tiger was in trouble, we can still say that we didn't think about it for a while, just settled down, things are messy and messy, but now the house is up, and the home is stable.

There was Cui Niangzi's illness before, and now you go to Huju to see the little girl's fever, and it is just right to explain at this time. ”

Yan Yu was a little hesitant: "Is it better to let my father say it?" Uncle is more tolerant of his father. ”

The filter is super thick.

"No." Li Xuemei disagreed: "It is precisely because your uncle is so good to your father, if you think he intends to hide it, you will be cold."

You pierced this matter, so to speak, your father forgot those broken books. ”

Li Xuemei repeated the words they had discussed: "The book was changed by your father before, probably long forgotten, I packed it when I packed up my belongings, and when we got here, we wanted to make paper before we remembered it, and after copying it down, the old books were stuffed into bags and hung in the river to become pulp."

So, that's all you can do by hand. ”

"Shall I copy?" Yan Yu pointed at himself.

"Yes, you copy it." Li Xuemei found another piece of paper and spread it in front of her, "Copy it now, this can explain why you have an impression of these, and there is a legitimate reason, in order to practice calligraphy." ”

"I'm tired of copying serious books, so I'm looking for tattered books to copy." Yan Yu teased herself.

Li Xuemei smiled, knowing that her daughter could adjust it herself, and her family was not a child.

……

"Uncle, I'm in?" Yan Yu tiptoed at the door.

Hearing a sound inside, he looked down at the notebook in his hand again, raised his head and chested, and walked into the uncle's room.

What Yan Huaiwen is writing with her pen, using the paper she made at home.

"Uncle, I have something to show you." She handed over the bound notebook.

Yan Huaiwen put down his pen, saw the content clearly, and raised his eyebrows.

"Where did it come from?"

Yan Yujiang said the words that had been drafted countless times in his heart: "It belongs to our family, and I copied it from the book." ”

"Where's the book?" Yan Huaiwen asked.

Yan Yu vividly expressed his anxiety.

"Uncle, I said don't be angry, book...... Make paper. She didn't wait for the uncle to speak again, and quickly explained: "My mother and I didn't mean it, my father didn't say it before, he may have forgotten it himself, those books are in tatters, the missing pages are also eaten by insects, hole by hole......

I didn't know how useful it was, so I thought that since I copied it, we would have to make paper, so I ...... Tie the bag and throw it into the river! ”

Yan Huaiwen flipped through the book again.

Yes, Yan Yu didn't follow what her mother said, and took out the three that she picked out, but took the book she copied.

She and Li Xuemei have such a book.

Thanks to her for not being lazy at the beginning, but listening to her mother's words and copying books separately.

Yan Huaiwen: "Your father brought it home?" Where did he come from? ”

"My mother said, I have been at home for some years, and I don't know when my father got it back, his mother doesn't dare to touch it, let's go to Guanzhou, pack up the belongings, my mother saw that there were words on it, so I stuffed it into the baggage." Yan Yu said cautiously.

Yan Huaiwen pondered for a moment, it really seemed like something that Tianyou could do.

(End of chapter)