At this moment, in the Wu Mansion on Copper Lane on Hexia Street, Chengen is more than two years old, and he can already say that he will run.

Master Wu, who has always been thin, naturally cherishes his son in his later years, although he spoils Xiao Chengen everywhere, but whether the glorious history of the two generations of officials of the Wu family can be re-established depends on Chengen.

Wu Rui, the word Tingqi, the number Ju Weng. He has always had a mustache, a square scarf tied on his head, and always the gray bamboo cloth robe on his body, and a pair of flat black cloth shoes with rolled bottoms. His outfit is the standard configuration of Daming scholars, and Shanyang County has this configuration whether it is a child or a talent.

Master Wu knew that this dress was actually difficult to match his identity as a boss, but no matter who said it, he couldn't shake him, and his poor and sour appearance made many people on Yiyi Street point their fingers and laugh at him behind his back.

What's even more ridiculous is that the signboard on the storefront reads, "The little shopkeeper is not bullied, and he doesn't owe on credit", I don't know how many times he was scolded by Mrs. Xu. He sat in the shop and did nothing, and all the people who came and went were received by his subordinates, his eyes were full of confusion, and the layout of his home was also different from ordinary people.

In fact, who can understand Master Wu's heart? But later Cheng'en understood him very well, understood him, and felt sorry for him......

As a scholar, Master Wu has been immersed in his own world, and he even often dreams that he is running around on the way to the township examination, dreaming that he is carrying an examination basket to participate in the imperial examination, and once he also dreamed that he was admitted to the examination, but when he woke up excitedly, he hid his face and cried......

From time to time, his mind came to his mind that his father died in Hangzhou, and he and his mother had to come back to look up to others in disgrace. To this day, he still remembers the time when his mother went to wash clothes for large families with a shy old face, sewing and mending the difficult times. He always thought that if his father hadn't left, then he and his mother would not have returned to Hexia Ancient Town, and would have lived a nourishing life in the south of the Yangtze River with heaven and Suzhou and Hangzhou in the area that everyone yearns for......

The god of fate actually played a big joke with Wu Rui, which really made him understand how to make people. Sitting in the store, Wu Rui and Master Wu recalled the old past while reading a book, but since Xiao Chengen came to the Wu family two years ago, Master Wu felt like a godsend, and the smile on his face was always hanging.

Master Wu Rui consciously let Cheng En come into contact with the Book of Sages, although it was too early, but the pain he had to endure in order to learn a little knowledge back then made him have to plan it early.

According to his observation, his son Cheng'en is very talented, and he always likes to run around with a group of children under the big tree opposite the store.

Besides, Young Master Shen had eaten lunch, he was tired for a long time and yawned, the considerate young grandmother glanced at Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling immediately went to the young grandmother's room to tidy up, and Young Master Shen went to take a nap.

"Mother, I'll go to the pharmacy." The young grandmother watched the man go to the room, and Kun'er handed it to Mrs. Shen.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you going to do at the pharmacy?" Mrs. Shen asked with concern.

"I went to the pharmacy to buy some malt and came back."

When Mrs. Shen heard this, she asked, "What do you want to do there?" A sense of foreboding came over me.

"Ready to wean Kun'er." The young grandmother said firmly.

"What? Daughter-in-law, Kun'er is just one year old, and you have to wean it, and his father didn't eat until he was three or four years old when he was a child—" Mrs. Shen said sharply.

"Mother, it's not that I'm ruthless, and it's not for other reasons." The young grandmother approached Mrs. Shen and stroked her son's head and said to Mrs. Shen, "Mother, I have read books on Western medicine, and the breastfeeding child can be weaned when he is one year old, because the milk at this time is no longer nutritious for the child, and it should be time to eat." ”

"Daughter-in-law, it's useless for you to break the sky today, I don't allow you to wean now, which child of the older generation does not eat until he is four or five years old, and some are even longer." Mrs. Shen's face changed as she spoke.

"Kun'er is also tired of playing, you see the eyelids are fighting, mother, we are sleeping." The young grandmother knew that what she said now would not work, so she said no more and returned to the room with her son in her arms.

Mrs. Shen was so surprised by her daughter-in-law's sudden appearance, which made her very unhappy. Originally, today's grandson was one year old, and the little guy grabbed stationery, and the old man was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. At noon, the old man drank crookedly, and now he should fall asleep in the clear water pool.

This daughter-in-law is good anywhere, why is she suddenly going to wean Kun'er, what is she going to do? Mrs. Shen was puzzled.

Of course, when she is old, she naturally can't understand that her daughter-in-law's weaning has much to do with her baby grandson, and some of her concepts with her daughter-in-law must be very different, which is what modern people call the generation gap.

Xiao Shen Kun babbled and fell asleep slowly while holding the young grandmother's nipple, and the young grandmother hugged her son, thinking about the unhappiness she had with her mother-in-law just now. She lost her mind for a moment. However, she knew that everything had to wait for the two men of the Shen family to sit together before they could unify their thoughts and finally make a decision.

After thinking about it, the young grandmother hugged Kun'er, and the mother and son fell into a sweet sleep almost at the same time.

"Master Shen Mansion is in high school!" Suddenly, a fast horse at the mouth of the alley drove towards the Shen Mansion, and immediately the official held the imperial list.

"The emperor's grace is mighty, it's really the emperor's grace!"

"Kun'er is the champion!" The family was so happy that they exploded firecrackers, and the sound of firecrackers caused a sensation throughout the ancient town of Hexia......

The young grandmother shouted: "Shen Wei, my son has been admitted to the top prize!" ”

"Wake up, wake up!" The young grandmother felt that someone was pushing her, she slowly opened her eyes, and sure enough, it was Young Master Shen who pushed her.

"What did you get the top prize, did you have a big dream?"

The young grandmother looked at her son beside her, thinking about the picture in the dream just now, and she said excitedly: "My son will definitely be able to be admitted to the top in the future." ”

"Well, yes, yes!" Young Master Shen got up with a smile and said, he came to the well in front of the kitchen to fetch water to wash his face, the well water was very cool.

Master Shen ate Dangshan pear in the big bathhouse of Qingshui Pool, the sweet juice soaked into the heart and spleen, the ancestors blessed the Shen family incense to continue, the little grandson let him love it, every day from the outside as soon as he came home, as soon as he called the eldest grandson, he reflexively swayed and ran over, no matter the difficulties and dangers under his feet, he persistently stared at the loving grandfather in his heart.

He now really understands what it means to be a next-generation parent, everything is finished, Master Shen is dressed neatly and humming a little song to return home, he suddenly heard the sound of boats in the canal in the south, so he turned around and went straight to the imperial pier at the entrance of the ancient town.

By the moment the sun had already turned from overhead to the west, and the dense trees were even more disturbing, and its rhythm added to the summer heat.

Walking up the stairs, a cool river breeze hit, and Master Shen opened his arms to enjoy the gift of the canal.

The ancient town of Hexia by the ancient canal outside Shanyang City, Huai'an Prefecture, she can trace the history back to the time when Wu Wangfucha first dug the canal 2,500 years ago, and the northern end of the canal is called the end of the canal, that is, today's Hexia.

Old Man Shen turned his back to the sun and stared north, the ancient town under the thousand-year-old river was in full view, the antique buildings were surrounded by green, and the Wensi Temple pagoda in the west was towering into the clouds.

"Go and worship the Buddha." Master Shen muttered to himself.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.