Fang Zichen couldn't sit still, and immediately went to find the ship's steward.

Brother Zhao came in the rain, and the shipkeeper only thought that something was going on at his house, and when he heard that he was going to ask for leave, he waved his hand and agreed, and only told him to come as soon as possible tomorrow morning.

The rain was a little lighter, and Fang Zichen pulled Brother Zhao to hurry back.

The good boy is sensible and won't run around, but Brother Zhao is not worried.

As a result, before I got home, I heard the heart-rending cry of the good boy from a long distance.

He chuckled in his heart and hurriedly ran.

When I entered the yard, I saw the good boy crying and sitting under the eaves, and Brother Zhou was on the side, a little in a hurry.

Seeing Brother Zhao, he seemed to have seen a savior: "You're finally back, come and coax the good boy, he's been crying for a long time, I can't stop coaxing."

The boy's voice was hoarse, and his little eyes were red and swollen. He has been precocious since he was a child, and he has rarely cried since he was two years old, and he usually followed Brother Zhao up the mountain and broke his knees without saying a word, but now he is crying like this, Brother Zhao is so distressed that he hurriedly went over to hug him.

“······ Daddy. He hugged Brother Zhao's neck tightly.

"I'm sorry," Brother Zhao patted him on the back and coaxed him softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, Daddy is sorry for you and forgot you at home."

The good boy sobbed, saw Fang Zichen standing aside, and stretched out his hand to him again: "...... Father. ”

He wanted to hug.

Fang Zichen took him and wiped his face: "Don't cry, men never shed tears." Father, I never cried. ”

"Daddy, and father~ I don't see each other." The good boy said aggrievedly.

No matter what he did before, he could see Brother Zhao when he turned his head, but now when he came back, no one could see it, so he was naturally panicked.

Fang Zichen shook the pot heartlessly: "Then blame your father, who called your father unreliable and forgot you at home."

Brother Zhao: "······"

Brother Zhou: "······"

It was still dark, and soon after they got home, there was another thunderstorm.

The roar and thunder outside the window did not stop.

Fang Zichen hugged the good boy and Brother Zhao in the kitchen for half an afternoon.

Brother Zhao looked at the small dishes in the courtyard that were crooked by the rain from the window, and he was very distressed.

Fang Zichen pulled a stool and sat next to him: "Can these vegetable seedlings still live after the rain stops?"

He was also very distressed, after planting for a while, it was as high as his thumb, and he saw that he would be able to pinch and eat it in a few days, but now he was beaten by the rain.

"Yes," Brother Zhao said, "It's just that some are dead, and there may not be so many alive."

"When I sowed seeds, I sowed a lot, thinking that I could pinch some seedlings to eat in a dense place, but now I'm afraid it won't work."

"It's fine." Fang Zichen said. It was really boring to sit idly, so he teased the good boy and went to take Brother Zhao's hand again, saying that he wanted to show him his face.

He put Brother Zhao's hand in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, and said what Brother Zhao couldn't hear clearly.

He looked down at his hands, which were full of scars and calluses, and his skin was rough and dull, the opposite color of Fang Zichen's palm.

Brother Zhao suddenly felt that those scars were extremely dazzling, he was exposed to the sun every day, the back of his hands and face should be the same color, he had never looked in the mirror, he used to be busy with work all day and couldn't spare time, and he rarely rested and thought about how to fill his stomach, and he didn't care much about his face. After being with Fang Zichen, his mind was full of him. There were some things he didn't have time to think about.

At this moment, Brother Zhao suddenly felt scared.

He never thought about how he looked, whether his complexion was good or not, he couldn't see it, so he didn't mind, but in Fang Zichen's eyes, I am afraid he could see it clearly.

Does he feel ugly?

People are like this, in the face of the person they like, even if they are good enough, but because they like it, they will feel that the other party is beautiful, just like the stars in the sky, bright and dazzling, there are too many ugly and ugly places for themselves, and they are □□ living in the ditch, and they will always feel inexplicably inferior and uneasy.

He can't hide things, and almost everything he thinks shows on his face.

Fang Zichen didn't know what he was thinking again, his face was so ugly, he thought about it and kissed him on the back of his hand.

As if the spark suddenly fell on the back of his hand, Brother Zhao'er widened his eyes and withdrew his hand: "You, what are you doing?"

Fang Zichen's face was frank: "I didn't do anything!" It's just a hooligan, but I can't call it a hooligan. ”

The people in the room are not called hooligans, but the people outside the room are called hooligans.

"You, how can you do this." Brother Zhao put his hand behind his back, the place where he was kissed was covered by the palm of his hand, and there seemed to be the warmth of the moment when he was kissed.

"How am I," he stretched out his left hand to Brother Zhao: "It's a big deal to kiss you back!"

Brother Zhao: "······"

"You are so stingy," Fang Zichen hugged the good boy, let him step on his thigh, kissed him left and right on the face, and took a few sips of his clothes on his white and pure little belly, and the good boy laughed itchyly.

"Or we're being generous." Fang Zichen said: "It's white and tender, like a big steamed bun, I want to take a bite to see if it's delicious."

The good boy went to push his head, but he didn't use any force, and he couldn't stop laughing: "Itchy, my father is bad, my father is bad."

They made a mess, laughing constantly, Brother Zhao took a deep breath, and the sadness and uneasiness were forced to be pressed by him.

From morning to afternoon, he finally smiled. The corners of the mouth are shallowly hooked, the eyebrows and eyes are slightly curved, and it is a well-behaved and gentle appearance when smiling.

On the other side, Aunt Liu's house.

The rain was the only time the farmer could have leisure, so Brother Zhou came back from cutting the pigweed, fed the pigs, and was free all afternoon.

Aunt Liu called him to the house and told him about Brother Zhao.

"I'll do the clothes of the good boy and Brother Zhao, Fang Zichen's will trouble my mother." Brother Zhou touched the fabric and said with a smile.

He is married, and although he has a good relationship with Brother Zhao, it is not good to make clothes for Fang Zichen and pass them on.

Aunt Liu is old, so there is no need to avoid suspicion with young men.

"You make the good boy's clothes bigger, he is growing, this material is good, it won't be bad for a few years." Aunt Liu said.

The peasant family lived in poverty, and their lives were always budget-conscious, and their clothes were sewn and mended for another three years, and the big ones could not be worn for the small ones to wear, and several generations of people came over like this.

Brother Zhou nodded and said, "I know." He had a smile on his face: "Brother Zhao and the good boy have finally come to the bitter end."

Aunt Liu is not as open as he thought, she is old, she has seen and experienced a lot of things, and she always feels that Brother Zhao is hanging in the air.

She hadn't been in contact with Fang Zichen, she didn't understand it, she just listened to Brother Zhao and Brother Zhou'er's words, but she couldn't believe it.

"I hope so!" Finally she said.

Brother Zhou was still saying: "Mother, I heard Brother Zhao say that Fang Zichen has been carrying a big bag on the dock for half a month, almost 100 wen a day!" However, this work of carrying goods has not been done for a long time, and I don't know when they will be able to scrape together three taels of silver. ”

He has a good relationship with Brother Zhao, has known each other for more than ten years, and takes good care of Brother Zhao, and Brother Zhao will not be full of him in many things.

Aunt Liu was a little surprised: "Why do you make so much money?"

When the farm is not working, the men in the village will go out to do some odd jobs.

They don't know a single word, and they have no one to introduce them, so they can only do cheap hard work.

Most of the men in the village have carried goods at the docks, but they have never heard of anyone who can earn that much in a day.

"He carries goods very well," Brother Zhou said: "People carry one bag at a time, and he can carry two bags."

"Really?" Aunt Liu remembered Fang Zichen's strength in beating people, and believed it: "Don't go out to talk about this, if the Ma family hears it, it will make trouble."

"I know, but this matter may not be hidden for long," Brother Zhou said: "Fang Zichen runs to the town every day, and if you have the heart to inquire, you will know." If the Ma family dares to make trouble, just let Fang Zichen beat them again. ”

Aunt Liu glared at him: "What you said is simple, after being beaten!" They don't dare to make trouble at Brother Zhao'er's house again, it's always okay to gossip in the village! ”

Brother Zhou looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water: "Just say it, and there will be no shortage of meat."

Aunt Liu: "······"

Brother Zhou is right, Fang Zichen's Ma family already knows about carrying goods at the dock.

Because they were beaten by Fang Zichen, the two families are considered to have made a feud, and the Ma family always has to inquire about what the other party has done these days.

At first, when I heard that Fang Zichen and they were poor and could only eat wild vegetables, the family was so happy, and most of the grievances of being beaten were dispersed, and it would be good if the other party was not good.

Later, when I saw Fang Zichen running to the town every day, knowing that he was working at the dock and making so much money in one day, he was so angry that he was about to grit his teeth.

No, Aunt Ma and a few men are sitting in the house talking about this.

"Hundreds of texts a day, it shouldn't be ridiculous!" Ma Dazhuang said.

He carried the goods at the dock, and he was tired and tired of only 30 wen, hundreds of wen a day, and the exaggerated ones were going to the sky, and he didn't know which Wang Ba calf was so blowing, and the liars didn't bring such deception.

Aunt Ma snorted: "Who is it?" This is what my nephew told me personally, and it can be false. ”

"Your nephew can't believe what he said." Ma Dazhu said.

Aunt Ma was married from another village, but go out and ask the people in Xiaohe Village, do you know Aunt Ma and her nephew Ma Xiaozheng? Nine out of ten must have nodded their heads to say yes.

Why?

Because Ma Xiaozheng is famous. The reputation is great.

Certainly not a good reputation.

went to steal someone's daughter-in-law, was caught by the man, stripped him naked and hung under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village.

Overnight, Ma Xiaozheng became famous in several surrounding villages.

"Hey! You know what's going on in Little Banyan Village? ”

"I know, it's spread all over the place, that man seems to be called Ma Xiaozheng."

"What Ma Xiaozheng, I think it should be called Ma Xiaocrooked."

"Hahaha, that is, I have a sister who married Xiaorong Village, Ma Xiaowei was stripped naked and hung on the banyan tree when she saw it, she said······"

"What to say~"

"He's got a big finger there, and he can't see the two eggs until he looks closely."

"Really?"

"Really! Not only my sisters, but everyone who saw it said so. ”

"Bah, that's it, embarrassed to steal people? Which girl is blind? ”

Because of this, Ma Xiaozheng couldn't stay in Xiaorong Village, so he came to stay at Ma's house for a few days.

He and the Ma family are also relatives of no more than five suits.

Ma Xiaozheng was flamboyant, not serious, and he didn't stop when he came to Ma's house, throwing flattering eyes at Ma Laosan's daughter-in-law, and was discovered by Ma Laosan and sent home.

Therefore, for Ma Xiaozheng, except for Aunt Ma, the Ma family feels that he is not credible.

Ma Erzhu said: "Big brother, no matter whether the hundred Wen is true or not, it is a fact that he works on the dock, it has been more than half a month, and he has made money anyway, should we~"

"You dare to go?" Ma Dazhuang asked rhetorically, and his stomach still hurts.

"He owes us silver, what is there to dare to do, it is natural to repay the debt." After Ma Erzhu finished speaking, he also wanted to pull an alliance: "Third child, do you say that is the case."

Ma Laosan wrinkled his brows, his daughter-in-law Sun glanced at him, Ma Laosan remembered what Sun said to him last night, and replied: "Big brother and second brother, in fact, I don't think our family lacks Brother Zhao's mouthful of food."

"Third child, what do you mean by that?" Ma Dazhu furrowed his brows.