"He didn't say anything. I woke up early and secretly saw it through the crack of the door, and then I realized it was from him. I went up the mountain before dawn in the early morning, and the firewood was covered with moisture. The child, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, had to go to school every day. I have to take care of my younger brothers and sisters, and I can also take care of cutting firewood for me.

You say, how can a person who is so grateful for his kindness be so ungrateful?If you are good to him, he will never forget it. "

"Uncle Lu, these are two different things. Love is like poop. You can't stop it when it comes."

Lu Liang's face turned dark: "Master, why are you so careless? You have to hurry up and take care of your husband. If you miss such a treasure, you won't be able to find anything better."

maybe.

Then don’t look for it.

"Haven't you ever grabbed sand? The tighter you grab, the faster it leaks. It's going to rain and he's looking for a concubine. There's no point in stopping him."

Lu Liang: "..."

Why does he think Master doesn't take Brother Yang seriously?

I can't.

For such an outstanding man like Brother Yang, if he were a woman, he would love her too.

"I think someone like Uncle Lu is fine alone, free and at ease."

Lu Liang was frightened: "No! No one cares or loves me. No one sews my pants when they are torn. It's very pitiful!"

"I said that just to save face. In fact, I think my wife is going crazy! It's really not good to live alone, really!"

Lu Liang almost swore and even risked his life.

Ye Qianqian: "Oh, okay, then I'll keep an eye on you. What kind of girl...oh, woman do you like?"

"I like...I like someone...Hey! Forget it, I won't tell you! Anyway, Brother Yang is not that kind of person, and I don't know who gave him the snacks. I don’t know if he’s married, it’s really unreasonable.”

Lu Liang secretly glanced at Ye Qianqian and saw that she was expressionless and not even curious at all. He felt resentful again.

Here Feng Shaoling returned to the study room carrying a bunch of delicious food.

Now he is no longer polite to Su Moyang. In the past, Su Moyang was frugal, reluctant to eat and drink, and naturally he would not accept things from others.

Now Mo Yang's family sells medicinal materials and also does business with his family. When life gets better, their brothers can no longer distinguish between you and me.

At noon, the boy at home brought him yam and pigeon soup, which he specially ordered as it was good for Mo Yang's health.

Feng Shaoling left it to him and had some snacks by himself.

Cheng Ming joked: "You are really more considerate than other people's wives."

"Ha! If I were a woman, I would be obsessed with Mo Yang, such a talented and handsome young man... Oh, why didn't I ask him to be born into a woman? Ye Qianqian was given the advantage."

The door was pushed open, Su Moyang's face was resolute, and his cold peach blossom eyes looked towards Feng Shaoling quietly.

"Oh! My heart will melt when I look at it with these eyes."

Feng Shaoling exaggeratedly covered his chest, then jumped up and rushed towards Su Moyang.

Su Moyang dodged and avoided, suddenly thinking of Ye Qianqian's words, he couldn't help feeling cold.

"You are not allowed to have physical contact with me in the future."

What?

Cheng Ming laughed "haha".

"Su Moyang, you have a wife and don't want brothers!"

Feng Shaoling said bitterly: "I'll spare you now, wait until you feel better, and see if I don't crush you! Okay, hurry up and take a few bites, it's almost time for class. It's true, you're still working so hard when you're not well."

"Yes." Cheng Ming also said seriously: "Mo Yang, hurry up and eat something. Drink some hot pigeon soup first. The ribs your wife brought are cold. Go to the kitchen to heat them up before eating. Your health is important."

"My wife?" Su Moyang was confused.

"Yes, I came here with Uncle Lu. Good guy, it's different with Master protecting me. I don't even dare..."

"Why didn't you tell me when?" Su Moyang turned around and left.

There were a series of question marks on Feng Shaoling's head: "Huh? Don't you know? Where are you going? You left early and the courtyard doors are closed!"

Su Moyang stopped and turned around, his eyes a little anxious.

"Did she say anything?"

"What are you talking about? Have you eaten your snacks? She won't come to the academy to disturb your studies from now on?"

What else did he say? It seemed like he really didn't say anything. This Ye Qianqian didn't even leave a word of concern.

Cheng Ming saw something was wrong and hesitated: "Could it be that the girl who came to you first was not your wife?"

Of course not!

But it's also his fault for not making it clear to them.

Su Moyang nodded, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Go to class."

Feng Shaoling looked at Cheng Ming with an embarrassed face.

He seems to have said the wrong thing.

The day has entered late August in the Gregorian calendar.

It has been more than a month since Ye Qianqian came here. After the hottest summer, it should be cooler now, but this year is particularly special.

The sun is like a spirited young man, tirelessly exuding fiery heat.

The willow tree behind the house that was still full of life a few days ago is now obviously wilted and its leaves are curled yellow.

When Ye Qianqian came home, she met Li Maocai and his wife standing under the tree and looking at them.

"Brother Maocai, my sister-in-law is enjoying the cool weather here!"

Ye Qianqian's face was flushed and she smiled and said hello.

It's just that neither Li Maocai nor his wife smiled, one had a sullen face and the other averted his eyes.

Seeing Ye Qianqian enter the door, Maocai's daughter-in-law, Xiao Wang, said uneasily: "Let's cut down the tree. The village is full of gossip. It's really unethical to plant such a ghost tree."

"Her house had pig blood poured on it, so the tree wouldn't be able to survive. Maybe there really is something like that."

Little Wang shrank her shoulders, a little scared, feeling that it was so dark under the tree.

However, Li Maocai snorted heavily and walked around the tree again. He really couldn't see any problem.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the tree, but he felt that Mr. Ye was more evil than the willow tree.

But since it's dead, let's just chop it down.

What a pity. The tree roots have just reached the bottom of the house. In another year, the house will definitely collapse.

Su family

Mrs. Liu picked up two buckets of water, poured them into the water tank, and then slumped down to catch her breath.

When Ye Qianqian saw the herbs on the ground, she knew that she and Sister Qiao had gone up the mountain again.

"Mom, don't work so hard. Your waist is an old problem and you have to take good care of it. You have to do so much work all at once, even if you put plaster on it, it will be in vain."

"Not too much, not too much, I do much less than before, and I still make money." Mrs. Liu smiled sarcastically.

Medicinal herbs are so profitable, how could she be willing to be idle?

Ye Qianqian was helpless, but now he had 50 taels of silver in his hand, which was enough to dig a well.

She immediately found someone to do it with!

She pulled Mr. Liu into the house and gave her 40 taels of silver, but Ms. Liu was shocked. She had only seen so much silver when his father took it out when he built this house, but he had never handled it.

"No, no, no, keep it yourself, mother is afraid of losing it."

This amount of money is equivalent to tens of thousands now. Liu felt that burning his hands was normal, but Ye Qianqian didn't notice it yet.

"Mom, please keep it. Let's dig a well first, and you can take the rest with the flowers. Don't be reluctant to part with them. We will only make more and more money in the future."

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