Please enter the text The idea of sending his son to study disappeared in Liu Changfeng's heart after two turns, the Liu family's family foundation is thin and can't stand the toss, and if you want to achieve something by studying, although it costs less than practicing martial arts, I don't know how much, but it is not something that a farmer can support. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The scholars who came out of the poor family are all legends, and the reason why legends are legends is because of their rarity, which makes people feel incredible.

Although Changsheng is smart, Liu Changfeng feels that sometimes being smart can't do it, the Liu family has been poor peasants for generations, and he has accumulated a little savings until his generation, and he can't take the hard work of his ancestors in a risky way to bet on it.

This is a very irresponsible approach, the village head Liu San'er's family is, how many generations of accumulation to have this five acres of fertile land, but as a result, such a bastard, infected with the vice of gambling, and seeing that the family is about to be lost.

Changsheng is smart, but also well-behaved, will be able to keep the family business, now the family also has a little savings, and after the longevity of the family, and then spread the incense of the old Liu family, I will buy a few acres of fertile land, with the wisdom of longevity, will be able to build the foundation of the Liu family.

Thinking that his family could also become a big family, Liu Changfeng was happy again in his heart.

When he arrived in the field and saw his son looking at the plow in a daze, Liu Changsheng smiled and walked over.

"This plough was built by your grandfather when your father was a child, and it was made of fine steel, and it was still used from your grandfather's time to now, and it is estimated that it can be used by your grandson, hehe." Liu Changfeng pulled out the plow trapped in the mud with all his might, and said to Liu Changsheng on the side with a smile.

Return my grandson, I can't lose this broken plow in my generation, then my crossing is in vain, Liu Changsheng can't understand Liu Changfeng's pride, but despises Liu Changfeng fiercely in his heart.

"Well, father, if you are willing to send me to Mengxue, my son will not have to go farming. Liu Changsheng concluded.

Well, there's nothing wrong with that, that's it.

"Hehe, you kid died of this heart, blame you for the wrong birth, cast into my Liu Changfeng's house, you can plant a field for a lifetime with peace of mind. Liu Changfeng didn't care when he heard Liu Changsheng's words.

Sure enough, he was as stubborn as ever, and he became an old stubborn in less than thirty years, and it seemed that there was no hope for the dozen taels of silver.

Liu Changsheng felt desperate for having such a father.

As he spoke, Liu Changfeng had already pulled out the plow trapped in the mud, cleaned it, and hurried home.

Liu Changsheng looked at the sky and found that it was already dark, and he had been stunned for so long.........

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Before he reached the door of the house, Liu Changsheng smelled a fragrance, which was the smell of chicken soup stewed by the old hen.

"Dad, I smell the smell of chicken soup, isn't Aunt Hua stewing chicken soup? Liu Changsheng asked as he licked his lips.

"How many times have I said it, I want to call my mother. Liu Changfeng corrected helplessly.

"Well, it's used to it, I can't change it for a while, well! I must have stewed chicken soup, I smell it, it's an old hen raised by Aunt Hua, and there are mushrooms." Liu Changsheng touched his head and said with some embarrassment, but he didn't mean to repent at all.

"Well, it's an old hen stewed, those two errand people said that your uncle died in battle, I asked Hua Niang to kill an old hen, and sacrifice your uncle at night. Liu Changfeng still felt a little heavy when he talked about his uncle.

Hey, two errand men came to convey the news that Uncle was killed on the battlefield, how could it be, if someone died on the battlefield, they would have to report it........

Impossible, Liu Changsheng immediately denied this ridiculous idea.

"........" Liu Changsheng wanted to ask something, but seeing Liu Changfeng's expression, he decided to press it down first, and it was not too late to ask later, after all, it was not a big deal.

It's estimated that I won't be able to eat chicken tonight, but chicken soup and rice can also be used to satisfy my cravings........

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It is said to be a sacrifice, but in fact, the process is very simple, Liu Changfeng found two wooden boards, took a knife and repaired it into an extremely rough tablet with a few clicks, and a few strange characters were engraved on it, thinking that it was the name of the uncle.

Liu Changfeng cut the tablets and put them in the ancestral hall, and there were hundreds of tablets densely visited, all of which were the ancestors of the Liu family.

After setting up the tablet, he put the boiled fragrant old hen on a red wooden plate, and there was a fat fish with a red note attached to it.

"Big brother, the younger brother's craftsmanship is not good, you take care of it first, and when the spring ploughing is over, I will go to the old Wu family in the next village to build a new tablet for you with good materials.

The ancestors enjoyed it slowly. ”

After doing all this, Liu Changfeng took Hua Niang and Liu Changsheng to bow to the hundreds of tablets on the ancestral hall a few times, and the entire sacrifice was over.

But the fragrant old hen and the fat fish are to stay here to worship the ancestors first, and they will wait for the ancestors to finish enjoying them, and Liu Changfeng will not be able to take the tribute back the next day and continue to enjoy it.......

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The whole sacrifice was lackluster, but the chicken soup and rice at night were very good, Liu Changsheng touched his belly, lay on a big bluestone in the courtyard and admired the moonlight, watching the wisps of moonlight gather and drill into the small gourd in his hand, in fact, it was not interesting at all.

Liu Changsheng has been watching this kind of picture for more than seven years, and looking at this gift, which is said to be a gift left by the gods, Liu Changsheng has some pain.

This thing looks quite magical, but it feels like Liu Changsheng is a fart, and he doesn't know what it's made of, he used the axe to chop wood for a long time and couldn't split it, and it couldn't be broken, of course, Liu Changsheng was reluctant to throw it away, after all, this thing looked like that.

Since powerful samurai can appear in this world, it is no longer inconceivable for a few immortals to appear.

Liu Changfeng's words are conclusive, and there are many echoes in the village, so Liu Changfeng probably met a fairy-like figure back then.

It's just that this guy is gone and won't come back, it's been seven years, and it looks like he won't come back if he hasn't come back for so long, or he didn't think he would come back at all, he just rose up to save a poor child, or he can't come back.

Liu Changsheng was a little unwilling, picked up the red jade gourd and put it in his mouth, and bit it twice, but it turned out that it was useless except for the toothache of biting.

Fuck it, that bastard must have left this ghost thing to play tricks on me, looking at the little gourd in his hand that was still unmoved, Liu Chang's angry teeth itched, and he took it back into his arms.