Beloved wife

It was approaching evening, but the streets of Donggu County were still bustling—people from nearby farms who worked in the county would always buy something before going home after work.

Yan Jing rushed to the evening market, bought all the pots and pans, and bought some rice and meat, and the money was almost spent.

Can't go on like this...

Yan Jing put the things he bought into the pot, and walked back with the pot in his hand, thinking about the money-making work he could do while walking.

The original owner went to the casino when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, and his job was to help the casino collect debts.

Casinos are very clear about the wealth of gamblers. When they meet people with a little money at home, they will encourage them to borrow a lot of money, and then ask thugs to come to ask for it. When the money comes back, thugs like the original owner can also share a portion.

In addition, the original owner can eat for free in the casino, and it’s okay to sleep in the casino at night... If it weren’t for this, the original owner, who spent all his money as soon as he got it, wouldn’t be able to survive long ago!

In fact, doing this job can make a lot of money, but Yan Jing really doesn't want to bully the people.

In this case, if he wanted to make money, he might have to go to the pier in the county town to help people fight sacks.

The original owner started eating and drinking in casinos at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and made himself the strongest man in Donggu County.If someone with such a physique goes to the wharf to fight sacks, others can only fight one bag and he can fight two bags, so he should be able to make a lot of money, but this can only make him and Wei Lingxiu eat and drink enough. If they want to live a better life, it will be difficult up!

"Big words!" A voice suddenly sounded.

Yan Jing turned his head, and saw a steward of the casino where the original owner worked was looking at him with an old pipe, and responded with a smile: "Boss Li."

Manager Li is chubby, looking very friendly, he squeezed a handful of shredded tobacco from his pocket, put it into the bong, and took a puff: "Yan Da, I heard you got a lot of money? Come to play tonight?" Li The steward still likes Yan Da very much. In the past, if he asked Yan Da to ask for the bill, he would get nothing. Even better, if he gave Yan Da a reward, it would be in the hands of the casino again in two days.

In the past few months, Yan Da has a lot of money, and even lost seven or eight hundred taels of silver in the casino... Who doesn't like such a person?

"Guan Li, there are people in my family. I won't come tonight, and I won't come in the future." Yan Jing smiled naively: "I want to live a good life."

These days, anyone who can open a casino is someone with a background. The original owner of the casino has someone behind him. It is the Li family in Donggu County who is not weaker than the Wei family.

In recent years, the Li family is still more powerful than the Wei family - the master of Donggu County is the Li family.

Moreover, the Li family is prosperous, and many small officials in the county government are all Li family members.

It is precisely because of this that the Li family can open the casino so big, and it is also because of this that the Li family has some rules, such as stipulating that thugs like the original owner can resort to various methods when they need debts, but they usually cannot treat ordinary people. Let's do it, so as not to cause any trouble, which will affect the casino and then affect the Li family.

Even if it is asking for debts, such things as human life will never be allowed.

The Li family pays attention to long-term development, and doesn't want to stir up public dissatisfaction.

Casino thugs like the original owner, the casino will not make a contract with them, basically come and go freely, many people just come to be thugs for a while when they have no money, and leave when they have money.

At this moment, Yan Jing said that he should live a good life, Li Guanshi was a little surprised: "You want to live with that young master Wei?"

The Li family didn't get along well with the Wei family, so the young master of the Wei family ran away with Yan Jing... Li Guanshi was watching the show with a smile, but Yan Jing said that he wanted to live a good life with Young Master Wei, but he didn't believe it anyway.

He felt that Yan Jing was just getting along with someone and was willing to listen to a few words. As for the future...

Many gamblers have been new to their new daughter-in-law for a few months, and after being under control for a few months, they come to the casino again, and it is not uncommon for them to sell their wives in the end.

Isn't this big girl sold?

"Yes." Yan Jing smiled.

"Then live a good life, come back when you want to come back." Steward Li squeezed another pinch of shredded tobacco, and looked more kind.

Yan Jing talked to Guanshi Li, and ran home with the pot.

It took him another quarter of an hour to get home, and he was very hungry. As soon as he got to the door, he saw a lot of people around his house, all looking at his house curiously.

But as soon as Yan Jing came, these people ran away immediately, and one of the children fell while running, and the mother didn't care about it.

The child didn't cry, and just got up and continued to run.

Yan Jingze: "..."

Yan Jing entered the room, and saw Wei Lingxiu sitting on the made bed in a daze, his expression became lively when he saw him: "Brother Yan, you're back!"

"Well, I'm back." Yan Jing took out a warm bun wrapped in oil paper from his arms: "I bought meat buns, eat them quickly."

There were only two meat buns, Wei Lingxiu took one, but Yan Jing stuffed the other into his hand: "They are all for you, I have eaten them."

He has never eaten it, but he is too poor now, so he doesn't eat meat buns anymore.

He would have to eat ten of these meat buns to be full.

Although Wei Lingxiu wasn't popular at home before, he really didn't lack for food. At least he could eat this kind of meat buns if he wanted.

At this time, I didn't think much about it, so I ate slowly.

He didn't have much appetite at first, but while eating, Yan Jing kept busy inside and outside the house. He watched and watched, and his appetite suddenly improved. He ate up the two buns and felt a little thirsty again.

Where should I pour the drinking water?

Wei Lingxiu was at a loss, while Yan Jing boiled the water.

He also brought the teapot and cups in Wei Lingxiu's room. He scooped water from the pot with a gourd ladle and made a pot of water for Wei Lingxiu: "Be careful of the heat."

"Yeah." Wei Lingxiu smiled at Yan Jingze, his smile looked sweet, but it didn't have the domineering look before.

Yan Jing felt distressed again.

It was getting late and it was getting dark, so Yan Jing asked Wei Lingxiu to go to bed earlier—he gave Wei Lingxiu the furnished bedroom, saying that he lived in another room.

But Wei Lingxiu went to bed, but he didn't go to bed, instead he went out.

He bought a pot today, an old pot from a farmer who was short of money and pawned it in a pawn shop. It saved the need to boil the pot, and it could be used directly, so he could boil water as soon as it came up, but the original owner had very little firewood in his house. Run out.

He got the person he liked back home, feeling a little excited, and couldn't sleep, so why not go out and chop wood!

When Wei Lingxiu's room was silent, Yan Jing went out empty-handed.

His family didn't have a knife for chopping firewood, but fortunately he had amazing arm strength, so he could break off the firewood and bring it back.

After such a toss, it was midnight, and Yan Jing returned home with a bundle of firewood on his back, and lit a fire to cook.

He was very hungry and had to eat something.

As for what to eat... Yan Jing bought two kinds of food when he bought food.

One is new rice that is more expensive and has been husked cleanly, and the other is old rice that is cheap.

Put water and old rice in the pot, and Yan Jing started to cook. When it was done, he washed another pickle and ate it directly beside the pot.

After eating half a pot of porridge, he went out quietly again, continued to chop firewood, and was thinking about getting some wood and bamboo to repair his roof.

After he left, Wei Lingxiu came out of the room and walked towards the kitchen.

He experienced being kicked out of the house during the day. Although he fell asleep at night, he was awakened again from a dream in the middle of the night.

As soon as he woke up, he heard rustling noises outside, what was Yan Da doing in the middle of the night?

The room Wei Lingxiu lived in was next to the main room, and it was the best room in the family, but the "wall" made of wooden planks and bamboo above the mud wall was also torn, with many gaps.

Wei Lingxiu moved a stool and looked into the main room from the entrance of the cave.

The moon is shining brightly today, the door of the main room is wide open again, and the situation in the room can be seen at a glance.

The kitchen of Yan's family is connected, and when he saw Yan Jing was cooking, he ate quietly by himself after cooking. Look, what he ate should be porridge.

Didn't Yan Jing say that he had eaten tonight?Why do you get up again in the middle of the night to make porridge?

Wei Lingxiu was extremely curious, and when Yan Jingze left, he went out and quietly entered the kitchen.

There is still half a pot of porridge in the pot, and there are a few pickles on the side.

Wei Lingxiu scooped up some porridge with the gourd scoop that Yan Jingze used to scoop up the porridge, but he felt that the porridge was mixed with rice husks, and his throat was scratched while eating.

If Yan Da had eaten steamed buns, he definitely wouldn't have had to cook porridge like this in the middle of the night... Wei Lingxiu went back to his room, feeling sore, and threw himself on the bed crying.

Crying and crying, fell asleep again.

Although he cried a lot, when Wei Lingxiu woke up the next morning, he was in good spirits, probably because all the depression in his heart had dissipated.

The glare of sunlight coming in through the hole in the roof, I'm afraid it's too early now!

Wei Lingxiu jumped up suddenly, put on his clothes and opened the door to go out, only to see Yan Jing was chopping bamboo with a hatchet outside the house.

Yan Jing, on the other hand, had a busy night last night, and only went home in the morning. He ate the half pot of porridge left over from yesterday, and cooked the porridge for Wei Lingxiu, and then went to the village chief's house to borrow tools like an axe. .

The village chief dared not refuse to borrow, so at this moment, Yan Jing was splitting bamboo, planning to repair the house after weaving the bamboo pieces together.

"Ling Xiu, are you awake? There is porridge in the pot, I've already eaten it, it's for you." Yan Jing smiled.

Wei Lingxiu was ready to endure hardships with Yan Jingze, and he planned to eat the porridge no matter how bad his throat was.

As a result, he lifted the lid of the pot, and saw a pot of white rice porridge, a bowl of pickles and an egg steamed on the steaming rack.

"I didn't cook anything delicious, you can eat whatever you want," Yan Jing said.

Wei Lingxiu nodded, his eyes were sore again.

The pickles are finely chopped, and a little oil is added when steaming. It is delicious to eat with white rice porridge. Although the eggs are just steamed in a bowl with water, most of them are not eaten.

Wei Lingxiu peeled the egg, took some egg whites to eat, and went outside again, handed the egg to Yan Jingze's mouth, and said with a smile, "I don't like egg yolks, they choke you, you can eat them."

"I'll give you scrambled eggs for lunch." Yan Jing said, eating the egg yolk in one bite.

Wei Lingxiu ate eggs and egg whites, and shared some porridge, then he started tidying up his desk and taking out the things in his book basket.

There are pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the book basket. In addition, Yan Jing also brought all the books he used to enlighten reading and copying.

After thinking about it, Wei Lingxiu found that he didn't have any way to make money. The only thing he could do was to copy books.

At the beginning, his younger brother made fun of him for his lack of knowledge, saying that he could only read that word, and he could copy books for some money.

He was also stupid at the time, and even said that even if he didn't study, the Wei family would be his own in the future, and it was his younger brother who had to take the exam to earn his own fortune...

Who would have thought of today?

Think about it carefully, among the scholars outside the family, which one is like him, who is copied Buddhist scriptures by his grandmother all day long?People have always only copied those rare books, and they only copied one to read for themselves, and they were afraid of delaying the time for reading if they copied one more.

Wei Lingxiu found a copy of the "Three Character Classic" and copied it slowly.

He doesn't read much, but he can memorize the "Three Character Classic", and it's easy to copy. After copying, he should be able to exchange for some money?

While Wei Ling was copying the book, Yan Jing came in.

These days, the status of scholars is very high, and the original owner is also afraid of scholars.Speaking of which, if it was the original owner yesterday, he would definitely not have the guts to threaten a master Juren like him.

And now the way Wei Lingxiu writes, Yan Jing thinks it looks even more beautiful.

Wei Lingxiu is a scholar, if possible, should he let Wei Lingxiu study?

Scholars are so popular these days!If Wei Lingxiu has achieved fame, he will surely have a good life in the future!

Yan Jing thought so, and leaned over to watch Wei Lingxiu write.

He didn't know any of those characters, but he felt that Wei Lingxiu's writing was very good, even better than what was printed in the book.

Yan Jing was very bulky and had a strong sense of presence. When he stood beside him, Wei Lingxiu was flustered and made a mistake in writing a word, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

"You wrote it wrong." Yan Jing pointed to the word.

When Yan Jing pointed it out, Wei Lingxiu realized that he had written a mistake, and he was a little surprised: "How did you see that?" Isn't Yan Da illiterate?

"These two characters are different." Yan Jing pointed to the "Three Character Classic" that Wei Lingxiu had spread out, and said as a matter of course.