I became famous for writing ridiculous stories in ancient times

After the separation, Fu Dashi still lived in the upper room.

But today, in addition to Fu Dashi, there was also Fu Wenyu's second uncle Fu Qingshi in the house. Fu Wenyu didn't have a particularly deep impression of this second uncle, because he had been busy with autumn ploughing recently and rarely met him.

"Grandfather, second uncle."

Fu Wenyu greeted him first, and then put down the snacks.

"Grandfather, these are snacks sent from Kaiyuan Bookstore. I brought them for you to try."

He was going to tell Fu Dashi that he had written a story book today, so he didn't hide the source of the snacks. He said copying books before because the story book hadn't been printed yet and he didn't want to attract too much attention, but now that he was going to build a house, he had to say it, otherwise he couldn't explain the source of the money.

As expected, Fu Dashi and Fu Qingshi both asked in surprise, "Did the bookstore send you snacks?"

"Yes, because I recently wrote a storybook and it was bought by the bookstore." Fu Wenyu briefly explained and then went straight to the point, "Grandfather, I want to build a few more houses."

He repeated the reasons he had given to Zhou to Fu Dashi, and then said, "My mother and I don't understand these things, so I would like to ask you, grandfather, to help me."

Fu Dashi was shocked, and then said happily, "Okay, okay!"

"Building houses and buying land is a sign of a prosperous family."

"Leave this matter to this old bone of mine," he smiled with his eyebrows and eyes wide open, "Just as your father's 100th day has passed, building a house will not be a problem. After a few days, we will finish the autumn ploughing. , I will find some good hands in the village to do this. "

Fu Qingshi was also surprised, "Wen, Wenyu, are you going to build a house?"

Fu Wenyu turned around and smiled at his greedy uncle, "Yes, I made some money recently. Uncle, I have to thank my aunt for this."

Fu Qingshi repeated in confusion, "Thank you, aunt?"

"Yes," Fu Wenyu pretended to be sincere, "If my aunt hadn't said a few days ago that I was weak and couldn't farm, I wouldn't have rented out all the land and found another way to make a living."

"I didn't expect I was so talented!"

Fu Wenyu emphasized the word "talent" and then deliberately acted complacent.

"First, the people in the bookstore hired me to copy books, and I was paid 800 words a month. Then, before I finished writing my first storybook, the bookstore's shopkeeper Zhang bought it, saying that it was well written and printed in our Liuzhou tabloid. By the way, I remember that you can read, right, uncle?"

"The Liuzhou tabloid is free this time, you can go to the city to get a copy and take a look. Shopkeeper Zhang said that I don't have to farm in the future and I won't have to worry about not being able to support my family."

Seeing Fu Qingshi's face changing, Fu Wenyu put on a happy expression again and continued, "Thanks to my second aunt for reminding me."

"Thank you, uncle, you can thank my second aunt for me when you go back."

Fu Qingshi: "...ah?"

No, his eldest nephew, who can't do anything except reading, has found a good job less than two months after the separation, and can write storybooks and earn money to build a house?

Fu Qingshi suddenly felt like his heart was burning.

Fu Wenyu came out of the upper room with a smile on his face

Just now, when Fu Qingshi heard what he said, his expression of disbelief, annoyance, regret, jealousy, etc. was so vivid and so satisfying.

He wanted to live better than him!

His second uncle, when Fu Qingshan was still alive, was a good man, caring for his nephew. But as soon as Fu Qingshan died, he immediately turned hostile, thinking that their family was a burden.

In the past, it was out of courtesy, but now Fu Wenyu felt that if the second room provokes him again next time, he would ask Fu Qingshi in person. Didn't the family split a lot of money, several times more than their first room, but why didn't the second room live a better life after the split, not even half of their first room.

Ha!

He was so angry.

In the upper room, Fu Wenyu's figure could no longer be seen.

Fu Qingshi still had a look of disbelief on his face. He turned to Fu Dashi and said, "... Dad, Wen Yu just said that he made a lot of money and wants to build three houses!"

Looking at his useless appearance, Fu Dashi's face darkened.

"Wen Yu made money, isn't that good?"

Fu Qingshi was startled and shook his head, "No, no."

When the family was divided, Fu Dashi agreed because he promised to help his nephew's family more in the future. So if he dared to say it was not good now, he would definitely not end well. Fu Qingshi knew this very well.

Fu Dashi snorted coldly.

"Wenyu is doing well, you should be happy for him."

"And Wenyu's house, after the autumn plowing, you should take some time to dig the foundation for him with the people in the clan. He is young and doesn't know anything, we have to take care of it for him."

Fu Qingshi was a little reluctant and said hesitantly: "But Dad, I plan to go to the city to find odd jobs after the autumn plowing, and I can earn a few cents a day."

Fu Dashi waved his hand, "I won't go this year."

Fu Qingshi: "..."

He didn't dare to refute, so he had to stroll back to his room dejectedly.

At this time, Fu's second aunt Liu was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, looking left and right, and occasionally brushing a brand new bronze hairpin on her head with her hand. Seeing Fu Qingshi coming back, she asked casually.

"Boss, you're back."

Fu Qingshi hummed absentmindedly.

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the residence opposite the big house, and Aunt Fu suddenly asked curiously: "Hey, what do you think sister-in-law and the others are laughing at?"

But there was no response to her words for a long time. Aunt Fu turned around and found Fu Qingshi lying on the bed with his hands behind his head and not knowing what he was thinking, and she became a little angry.

"Master, I have a question for you!"

She complained casually: "You have been absent-minded since you came back from the upper room, and you should not answer the questions. Did dad tell you something? Did he want us to return the land to my sister-in-law?"

Fu Qingshi sighed, turned over and sat up.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"The land has been given to me. There is no reason to give it back. I am thinking about business."

Second Aunt Fu turned sideways and asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Although he was in his own room, Fu Qingshi still looked around subconsciously, and then lowered his voice and said: "I just discussed things with dad, and then Wen Yu came in. He told dad that he planned to build a few more houses. , on the land over there, I think the current house is too small to live in. "

Aunt Fu was surprised, "Where did he get the money?"

"He wrote the storybook, which is what the storyteller said. Alas, you don't understand." Fu Qingshi sat on the edge of the bed, the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, "It's a pity, it's a pity..."

"You said that if we hadn't separated our families, then Wen Yu would have to pay part of the money for writing the storybook to the public school, just like the eldest brother did before. But now that we have separated our families, dad will definitely not say anything. And just now dad said After the plowing is completed this autumn, I was asked not to go to the city to find odd jobs, but to help Wen Yu build the house first. "

Thinking of the house, Fu Qingshi felt like his heart was on fire again.

"It's a pity, it's such a pity."

It was a pity that he couldn't take advantage of his eldest nephew because the family was separated early, and he also regretted that he was too illiterate to write a storybook. Even if the storybook was placed in front of him, he couldn't read it.

Aunt Fu also felt it was a pity.

She rolled her eyes and felt that she had to find time to chat with her elder sister-in-law again. Landlord Chen had promised personally that if the elder sister-in-law was willing to marry Sister Rong, she would give the matchmaker two taels of silver.

When she received the money from the matchmaker, she changed herself to a silver hairpin, but the copper hairpin was still a bit inferior.

Fu Wenyu didn't know that the second house opposite the yard was greedy for the money he earned. He felt that he had already completed the house construction matters and was immersed in the plot of "The True and False Young Master" again.

He had written before that Wang Yuanwai realized something was wrong from Mrs. Wang's words and Granny Zhang's abnormal behavior, so he decided to find out more clearly.

At this time, the panicked Zhang family could not withstand the investigation, so under the instigation of Wang Yuanwai, Butler Wang invited Zhang's father to have a drink and successfully made him drunk. From this old father who was worried about his son, The truth was revealed in his mouth.

Wang Fugui is not Wang Yuanwai's son.

Zhang Gouchen is the one!

And Zhang's father, who was drunk, still revealed it intermittently.

In fact, the ancestors of the Wang family are related to the Zhang family, and Wang Yuanwai looked somewhat similar to Zhang's father when he was a child. So Aunt Zhang, who came to Wang's house to work as a wet nurse for Yuan Wang, had dark thoughts in her heart over time. Back then, while Wang Yuan was away on business and the Wang family was leaderless, they secretly exchanged the two children!

When Wang Yuan learned the truth, he was shocked and overjoyed!

So does the story end like this?

The Wang family and the Zhang family talked things out, the Zhang family brought justice, and then the Wang family recognized their real son Zhang Gou Sheng, and the family lived happily together from then on?

Of course not!

He is the author of bloody novels.

Fu Wenyu felt that he had to let ancient readers experience the imagination of modern authors, so he turned his pen and wrote the most exciting part of the book.

Recognize your relatives with blood!