When Qingyang appeared in front of a simple house in the Yun family's deep mansion with Dan Qinghua in his hand, he found that at the door, there was already a woman looking at her with some anxiety, the woman's face was delicate, but she had been weathered for many years, and there were many wrinkles on her face.

"Mother, I'm back!" Qingyang shouted excitedly, ignoring the wolf scars on his body, which were cut by the thorns and sharp grass in the prison forest.

"Yang'er?!Why did you come back?!It's already so late!" Yu Ruoqin first breathed a sigh of relief, and then feigned anger.

"Mother, isn't this going to collect medicine for my father. Besides, I'm in my twenties, so it's okay to go home later. Qingyang pursed his lips and muttered. Although he said this, there was still a little warmth in his heart slowly circulating, how could Qingyang not know Yu Ruoqin's love for him.

"Alas, too, you look at other people's families who have already married daughters-in-law at the age of twenty, and even the baby is a few years old, you have been insisting on going to Beijing to catch the exam, but unfortunately it was a little bit worse last time. Yu Ruo sighed.

Hearing this, Qingyang smiled and said, "Mother, there is a way, a late bloomer." Besides, I have passed the township examination and the general examination, and as long as the results of the palace examination in a month are excellent, our Qing family will be able to break away from the Yun family, be upright, and be a bright and bright person!"

"Stinky boy, don't talk about the personal affairs of your children, then tell me how long you and that shepherd girl are going to delay?" Suddenly, a slightly old figure appeared in the room, he bowed his waist slightly, and said with a smile on his mouth.

Hearing this, Qingyang's delicate face turned red all of a sudden, and he said, "Dad, this is a lot of good things." ”

The man who came out. It is the father of Qingyang, Qinglin!

Qinglin was injured by the cold strength of the Yun family's branch disciples, and now he has such a long-term illness, he has been bedridden for many years, and his health has improved in recent years, so he can come out and walk around, but this long-term illness has also made him old, and now he is only nearly half a hundred years old, but he looks like a sixtieth birthday, which makes people sigh.

"Haha. Just you kid with a slippery mouth!" Qinglin couldn't help but laugh when he heard Qingyang say this.

"Okay, okay, come in and eat, the food is cold. Yang'er, a month later, it will be the palace exam. You have to eat more!" At this time, Yu Ruoqin saw that the father and son were talking and laughing. It's also very cheerful.

On the dinner table.

"Daddy. When I'm lifted, we'll be able to leave this place!" Qingyang's mouth was stuffed with rice grains, although the tea was coarse and the rice was light, he ate very happily, and he was very happy today, I don't know why. As if he had been separated from his parents for a long time, in his heart, there was always a warm current of emotion flowing slowly, which made him enjoy it very much.

"Eat slowly. Hold your horses. Yu Ruoqin smiled with relief when she saw this, and said softly.

"What are you talking about, no matter how broken this place is, it will raise you rabbit cub!" Qinglin frowned slightly and said.

Hearing this, Qingyang immediately laughed and said in a continuous voice: "I mean, we can live a better life." ”

"Well, don't put too much pressure on yourself, just go with the flow. As long as our family can continue to live like this, I will be satisfied in this life. Qinglin also looked at Qingyang lovingly at the moment, in his heart, Qingyang was one of his qiē.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. As he spoke, Qinglin coughed and kept talking.

Seeing this, Yu Ruoqin immediately stepped forward and patted his wife's back, while Qingyang immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks, frowned, and said, "Dad, are you here again?"

"That's why I really wanted to get it. Qingyang didn't say this, but his eyes were full of determination.

Zhongju means not only getting rid of the identity of the Yun family's servant, but also becoming rich and noble, and only when he is rich can he have the ability to cure his father's cold disease, every time he sees Qinglin coughing hard, Qingyang's heart is throbbing.

Back then, Qingyang also thought about seeking revenge from Yunli, a branch of the Yun family, but the result was obvious that Qingyang couldn't enter the world of those cultivators, and he was beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen. It is said that now that Yun Li has entered the Four Qing Sect of the Xiuwang Sect, cultivated the Dao Law, and killed people like crushing grass and trees with a wave of his hand

After the meal, Qingyang didn't pick up the book to read, but after taking care of Qinglin, he immediately sent it to Ruoqin and hurriedly went out.

Tonight is a weekly storytelling meeting for storytellers, so you can't miss it.

From childhood to adulthood, if you want to say who has the greatest influence on Qingyang, in addition to Qingyang's parents, it is this storyteller, the storyteller talks about a lot of things, other children can't listen to it, but Qingyang is the only one who listens to it with relish, and even pesters the storyteller to talk more and talk more every time.

Over time, Qingyang gradually became familiar with the storyteller, and when he became familiar, he naturally became an important support in Qingyang's growth. If it weren't for the storyteller, Qingyang would not have learned to read and write, let alone be able to go to Beijing to take the exam now.

This qiē is all due to the storyteller.

It's just that the relationship between Qingyang and the storyteller is very delicate. The storyteller often goes crazy when he talks, opening his mouth and closing his mouth to be a sword immortal, taking people's heads thousands of miles away, and so on, over time, Qingyang calls him a crazy old man, because in his opinion, this storyteller is really crazy.

However, no matter if he is crazy or not, Qingyang only feels that this storyteller has an appetite for him, and he also likes the sense of freedom and chic and poetic life with the storyteller.

Walking and walking, Qingyang came to a tavern and said to the shopkeeper: "Xiaobai, the same old look, half a tael of yellow wine!"

"It's Yoko here, okay!" the shopkeeper immediately smiled when he heard this, and said.

Immediately, the shopkeeper took out a small pot of wine from under the cabinet and handed it to Qingyang, took a few citrine coins that the latter gave him with some flesh pain, and chuckled: "I'm going to listen to the old man's nonsense again?"

"Haha, that's right!" Qingyang took the wine, and his eyes stayed slightly on the two highest jars of wine in the tavern, and there were a few words pasted on the wine jars - sunset and evening wine.

"When I get up, I'll buy you this wine. Qingyang secretly said in his heart, but his face was still smacking his tongue for the price of this sunset wine, these two jars of wine actually cost a full ten Xuanjing coins!

Ten Xuanjing coins are enough for him to live for a long time! This wine is not for ordinary people to drink!

"Okay, I'm leaving!" Qingyang carried the wine, didn't say anything, and left straight away after telling the guy.

Speaking of this wine, it is the favorite of the storyteller.

Without wine, the storyteller would not be able to live. In his dilapidated house, there is nothing, but it is full of wine, and without wine as a companion, he doesn't say anything, every time Qingyang listens to him talk about the key point, this crazy old man pretends not to talk about it, saying that he is not happy without wine, and then Qingyang has no choice but to take out a little money he has accumulated in exchange for some wine, which is to be able to hear a complete story.

Therefore, over time, Qingyang also habitually carried a little wine over, so that he could listen to a complete story. And it is these strange stories, with Qingyang's little bit of growth, he tells a lot of things, most of which are related to those mysterious king cultivators, of course, Qingyang has always felt that he is talking nonsense, this old man may not even have seen the king cultivators.

However, even so, Qingyang still enjoyed this warm situation.

Therefore, he will not miss every storytelling meeting.

This time, nature is no exception.

Carrying the wine, Qingyang hummed a small tune, and was in a very good mood. (To be continued......)

PS: The next chapters are a bit bland, and they may not be the excitement you want to see, but some things must go through a precipitation process before they can burst out with amazing energy. Qingyang is no exception, here, will slowly tell a mortal story, and, I don't know how everyone feels about the character of the storyteller, although he doesn't have much pen and ink, but I like him very much, so this time I will spend more effort to write him, I hope you can support it. Finally, tomorrow's exam, Introduction to Navigation, cheer me on!