Biography of Mr. Chunxiao

Mr. Chunxiao, who is said to be a Wuling surname, his real name and age are not known. He was around 21 years old. He first wrote three volumes of "Plum Girl", which was first heard of in the world. Later, he wrote "Widow Tao", which made Taoist temples more incense and cumbersome. , the world hates it. "Bitter Monk" is read by people. The five volumes of "Huang Liang Yi Meng", "Qin Quan Pian" and "Famous Officials Pian" have been circulated by the world.Therefore, there are many records in the history of barnyard officials and unofficials.

After an autumn rain, the dawn got later and later.Uncle Fu fumbled his way up early, and went to the kitchen next to the wall to cook medicine for his boss, which was usually his wife's job.But these days, the Young Master’s family was really scared. A small ball nestled in the bed, holding Aunt Fu’s hand with only one hand, unwilling to let her leave. I haven't woken up yet.

Aunt Fu had to do the job of preparing breakfast for the master and the young master.It's just that the boss has been snoozing since he recovered from a serious illness, so there is no rush to make this breakfast.

Uncle Fu sat in the kitchen without an oil lamp, groping to fry the medicine for his master, and if there was only one pack left, he would not be afraid of taking the wrong one.Uncle Fu stared at the fire in the medicine stove, fanning the fire unhurriedly while thinking about what other unimportant things he could pawn at home.Although Dong's illness is already cured, it still needs to be recuperated by medicine and food supplements for a period of time, and Dong's medicine cannot be stopped right now.

"Ouch!" Aunt Fu who pushed the door in was startled by the black shadow in front of the medicine stove, "Old man, why didn't you light the lamp? You scared me."

Uncle Fu continued to stare at the medicine stove without turning his eyes, and only said two words: "Save money."

Aunt Fu was taken aback, touched the plain silver bracelet on her hand, gritted her teeth, her eyes turned red, and handed it to Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu took it, didn't say anything, just sighed, carefully put the bracelet in his arms, and planned to go to the county to pawn it in the morning when he had some free time.

Aunt Fu accompanied Fu Bo to decoct the medicine, and only the fire of the medicine stove could illuminate the dark kitchen.In the firelight, Aunt Fu's eyes were still red, and her face was also red, the same as when Uncle Fu gave her the silver bracelet more than 30 years ago.

The two of them sat side by side for a while without speaking.Aunt Fu felt that it was almost time, and began to prepare breakfast for the young master's family.The eggs saved earlier have been eaten, and the newly laid eggs have to be saved for salt, so the young master can only drink white rice porridge in the morning.But Auntie Fu can also make new tricks on white rice porridge. One day, she cut some shallots and sprinkled with sesame oil, the other day she put rock sugar on it to make it thick, and another day she sprinkled crushed fried sesame seeds, even if she had eaten it for so many days White rice porridge, the young master didn't complain once.

After all, I was frightened by a series of changes, and I forgot to complain. If there were no walnut cakes and carp soup for breakfast in the past, the young master would be unhappy all day. After all, Aunt Li really loved her children. The family background is very good.

After the porridge was cooked, Aunt Fu brought the porridge pot to the Young Master's room, put it on the stove and continued to simmer, and then helped the Young Master to dress and wash.

Xiao Xiaotuan held the bowl and sipped the porridge, looking towards the window from time to time, because he could see his father's room by opening the window.

Although Aunt Fu is old, her ears are still very sensitive to hear the sound of someone coughing, and she is surprised, it is not yet the time for the boss to get up.Walking quickly to the door of the host's house, she almost slipped, and it snowed last night. Only now did she realize that the days are really passing by.

Aunt Fu knocked on the door lightly, got the instruction to go in, opened the door and walked in, followed by the little tail.

The sky outside was not very bright yet, and the house was still very dark. Aunt Fu lit a candle, and then she could see a sickly man in his early twenties with black hair and shawl leaning on the bed, with his little tail taking advantage of Aunt Fu lighting the candle He had already rushed onto the bed, put his arms around the man's waist, and did not speak.

"My boss woke up early today."

"Well, I've slept enough these days." The man, Zhang Chunsheng, stroked his cheap son's head and said, "An'er, have you had breakfast yet?"

The head in his arms moved, which meant that he had eaten.Zhang Chunsheng moved his waist and wanted to move a more convenient seat to pick up his son, but his son took the first step, and he got up obediently first, as if he was afraid of crushing his father.

Zhang Chunsheng couldn't help crying, this new body is good in every aspect, but not in one thing - the bones of the body are not very good,

That's right, Zhang Chunsheng wasn't Zhang Chunsheng at first, although he used to be called Zhang Chunsheng, but he has a good body that won't catch a cold even if he sleeps with the windows open in the cold winter months, God knows it's just that his online account has been blocked, and the water meter will be checked Already, can you pass through? !

Time travel was not what he wanted, and the result was not satisfactory, but at least this sick body is a master who is served, so it is not too pessimistic.

"Does the master want breakfast now?" Aunt Fu asked softly from the side.

"I got up too early today, I'm afraid you haven't had time to prepare yet." Zhang Chunsheng pulled his son closer, let him still lie on his side, stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, it felt great, "I just woke up, I'm not hungry now, but my throat is very dry, Aunt Fu, please make me a bowl of rock sugar pears, make more, and give An'er a bowl too, the weather is dry now."

"No trouble, no trouble." Aunt Fu retreated to the door while saying this, "Please wait a moment, Master."

After Aunt Fu left, Zhang Chunsheng began to tease his son. Like his original situation, he might not have a next generation in his life. In addition, the child is really cute, so he especially loves this son who is directly related to his body. In a few days, as long as I have the energy, I will play with him.

When they were playing, Zhang Chunsheng pinched An'er's nose, An'er watched his movements, and accidentally became cross-eyed, Zhang Chunsheng liked to hold him in his arms, pinched his little arms and legs, and patted him. Pat the little butt, touch the little ears, rub the little cheeks, no matter how you look at it, you think your son is cute.

Zhang You'an, that is, An'er, felt that his father, who had never talked to him before, was so close to him now, very happy, very happy, and happily forgot about the fact that he had eaten rice porridge for so many days today. At the same time, he was also afraid that if he stopped eating rice porridge every morning, his father would become the old father who didn't like to talk to him.

Back in the kitchen, Aunt Fu was preparing to make rock sugar pears, but found that some of the pears were still frozen, and there was no rock sugar left.Before she said anything, Uncle Fu, who had been watching from the side, put on his hat and said to Aunt Fu, "Look at the fire of the medicine stove." After speaking, he went out.

Aunt Fu followed and walked outside the gate and said: "It snowed yesterday, the road may be very slippery, be careful, don't cause trouble to the owner..."

Fu Bo muffled back: "Yeah." He walked forward with his head buried.

After walking for a while, I arrived at the gate of the county seat. The gate had already been opened, but none of the soldiers guarding the city could be seen, and they probably lost their shift.The only pawn shop in the county is also close to the gate of the county, just a few steps away.Just when they were about to open the door, Uncle Fu became their first customer today, and he had already become a long-term householder in recent days. If you ask anything, you are ready to pawn the ticket.

"This time, this time I'm not going to die." Uncle Fu touched the silver bracelet, his voice seemed to be coming from underground, but it was also humble.

The guy who issued the pawn ticket was taken aback for a moment, when there was an ink dot on the pawn ticket, he curled his lips, and opened a new pawn ticket for Uncle Fu. As a result, he checked the silver bracelet again to make sure that he had not miscalculated its value, and put a penny of money on it. After handing it to Uncle Fu, put the bracelet in a small pocket, and write down the words "one old plain silver bracelet" on the pocket, ready to check the items of the next customer. It is almost Chinese New Year, and more and more people come to pawn too much.

One penny, one hundred Wen, and one hundred copper coins are heavy. After buying rock candy and two packs of medicine, there are only a dozen or so left.Uncle Fu left the county seat with heavy steps just like he came to the county seat.

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