brotherly innocence

The one in the east wing is Zhuo Mingtao's study room, which is full of sundries, only a desk is placed in the middle, and some books are stacked on the bookshelf against the wall.

Chu Yaonan clearly saw that his sister-in-law, in front of him and his brother, locked the suitcase he brought, the starched and washed clothes, and locked them into a wicker box.It was locked, and a seal was attached. It was formal, like a ceremony.

He puffed up his chest slightly, and the heavy cotton robe on his body seemed to remind him that now that he had changed his appearance, he was no longer the young master Chu who was always echoed by the blue gang.

The eldest brother usually has to teach to earn money, leaving early and returning late.

Let him stay at home for a few days. During the day, he would sit on a small bench and look up at the sparrows nesting and frolicking on the branches.

The little nephew, Chun Baoer, was practicing calligraphy and clung to him. He held the child's little hand and wrote stroke by stroke.

That concentrated look looks cute.

He casually picked up a piece of paper and looked it up at the sun, and praised: "This article is well written."

"Daddy said that one should write well, and one will be hand-banged if one writes poorly." Chun Bao'er said seriously, her big eyes blinking, full of wisdom.Chu Yaonan thought, he should be so cute when he was young, right?

In the evening, the eldest brother came home with a tired smile. It was said that there was a son of an official in the primary school class, who bullied and injured others, and the parents of both sides refused to forgive him.He told the truth, but the principal blamed him for favoring the poor family's child.

Chu Yaonan thought to himself, the money saved in my box can be enough for the whole family to live comfortably if I just take out some of it.It's just that the eldest brother locked himself in the room with his pedantic and stubborn appearance, leaving his sister-in-law and him worrying outside, and he was even more annoyed.

When he opened the door and entered the room, the eldest brother fell asleep at his desk, was awakened by him, looked up at him and asked, "Have you gone to bed yet?"

"Brother, why not, my younger brother can find a job or go to school to teach, and I can share some of it for my elder brother." He suggested.

The eldest brother took a stack of books and placed them on the table in front of him.

"If you have nothing to do, you can study at home to cultivate yourself. From today on, the eldest brother will supervise your homework. You must be familiar with these books."

Chu Yaonan gave him a disappointed look, flipping through the books "Zeng Wenzheng's Family Letters", he seemed to be secretly laughing, why is this pedantic book the only one that people in this world can read?It seems that anyone teaching their children will follow Zeng Guofan's lead.

"Read it?" The elder brother guessed from his eyes.

He nodded.

Then the eldest brother took a "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" and a "Han Shu" from the bookshelf.

Chu Yaonan was stunned, and then he couldn't laugh or cry, he was going to collapse completely, could it be that this is a humble man who dared not forget his country?You can't even afford white noodles and pastries, and you still have to look at the economics, history, and policy of governing the country.

He curled his lips and said, "Do you need me to recite it to my elder brother now?"

Start to recite a few articles casually.

The eldest brother looked up at him in surprise, and asked, "Have you read it?"

Chu Yaonan glanced at the books on the bookshelves and on the table: "Most of the younger brothers are familiar with the books in the big brother's room. To tell you the truth, my younger brother was naughty when I was young. My adoptive father invited a talented person from the Qing Dynasty to teach me. Reading. I am afraid that I will be mischievous, so I am still very strict in reading on weekdays."

Zhuo Mingtao believed in him after flipping through the books and taking a few exams. He was also quite surprised, his eyes were a little surprised, and he nodded in satisfaction.

"If you know the book, you must understand it." The eldest brother said, and he nodded.

The past few days have been overcast and snowy, the sky is full of freezing clouds, and there is no sun.

The Chu family's house was extremely shady and cool, and the old lady's legs couldn't get off the ground, and her legs hurt unbearably.

Fearing that her family members would be worried, the old lady held back the pain and dared not make a sound, which made her family feel distressed even more.

Xiaochun Bao'er beat her legs obediently, and the sister-in-law secretly hid her tears outside the door.

Chu Yaonan asked curiously: "The leg is not good, why don't you go to the doctor for treatment?"

"Where is the money?" The sister-in-law said quickly, "It's not good to drink Chinese medicine, and it's very expensive for foreigners to go to the hospital once."

"With such unjust money, what can I do wrong?" The old lady said stubbornly, trying to walk on her own while holding on to a bamboo stool.

"I had some kind of injection in a foreigner's hospital earlier, let alone one injection, it will be very effective." The sister-in-law said mysteriously, and Xiaochun Bao'er said: "Uncle, I want to be a foreigner doctor when I grow up. Grandma cures leg problems."

"Oh, grandma's grandson." The old lady hugged her grandson, tears filled her eyes with excitement.

Chu Yaonan asked: "Do you need a lot of money to see a doctor?"

The sister-in-law said seriously: "One injection costs 24 oceans, it's money grabbing!"

Chu Yaonan heard it ridiculous, as if it was a huge sum of money, but then he thought again, even twenty oceans is still a few months' salary for an ordinary family.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my eldest brother was too pedantic. He would rather let the money he brought grow grass in the box than use it to treat my mother.It also advertises filial piety and is extremely filial.

At night, Chu Yaonan fell into a drowsy sleep, but was awakened by a loud noise.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a bright light in the opposite room, heard the sound of the door opening, and the sound of pouring water, and a low voice of conversation from the bottom of the wall.

It was the sister-in-law who was sobbing and crying: "Many people open their mouths, and you are reluctant to let him go out to suffer. When he comes to our house, he is destined to suffer. If the young master of a well-behaved family doesn't do it, what do you come here for?"

"Shut up!" The elder brother reproached, "He is the blood of the Shen family."

"Is blood so important? You didn't know about him or see him for 20 years. Didn't you come here like this? It's not that I was stingy and refused to take him in. Now the family is no longer in the same situation as it used to be. The soldiers are in turmoil, the homeless people are in our hands. There is not much money in the first place, it is not easy to feed these few people, and you have to support him. He took the rations to invest, but you refused to use them. I feel sorry for your mother’s illness and said to cook some delicious food for her, but where is there? ? Mother’s illness is that she’s so hungry that she can’t eat well. What should I do now that I have an extra mouth?”

"Throw away my padded gown. I will just wear my jacket, and put a few unlined clothes on it. The fire in the school is very hot, not cold." Zhuo Mingtao said.

Chu Yaonan felt sad for a while, his sister-in-law kept greeting him with a smile, so she thought so.

In the early morning, Chu Yaonan was flipping through the book in the room, and Xiaochun Bao'er happily ran in with a piece of paper.

As soon as he entered the door, he yelled: "Little uncle, look at my birthday egg."

He couldn't help laughing, the smile was full of bitterness, it was an egg drawn on paper, it was drawn with a brush, and there was a smile on it.

Chun Bao'er said excitedly: "Mother said, first pay me on credit, and when I have money, I can use this to get a double share and eat two eggs."

Chu Yaonan hugged him tightly, scratched his nose to tease him: "I'll send you an egg? Say, what do you want to eat for your birthday?"

Bao'er blinked, thought about it and said: "Eat big meat, braised noodles, sliced ​​meat, delicious, every birthday mother cooks, white noodles."

Bao'er swallowed deeply and spit out foam, her bright red tongue lingered around her lips, Yaonan looked at him with a stagnant smile.The child's extravagant demands sound poignant.

He picked up Bao'er and said, "Come on, let's go shopping with my uncle. My uncle will go and have a look and get something delicious for Bao'er."

The Tianqiao is very lively with people coming and going, performing tricks, setting up a stage to sing operas, and some throwing darts in hoops to earn some playthings and small money.

Chu Yaonan dragged Bao'er to run around, the two uncles and nephews were dancing and laughing, this kind of poor life, Chu Yaonan had never lived in his whole life.

He played hoops with Chun Bao'er, won some small money to buy candied haws, and walked while eating.

Bao'er laughed heartily, her eyes full of admiration turned into admiration: "Little uncle, you are awesome!"

Chu Yaonan secretly laughed in his heart, who is he, the young master Chu of the blue gang, if he loses in the ring shooting again, his face will be thrown into Dingjiang.

He touched the only two small coins he had won in his pocket, looked around, what should he buy for the child?

"Bet size, bet size, bet double! A good chance to make a fortune."

Hearing the sound, Chu Yaonan passed by, and held Bao'er tightly, and Bao'er pulled at his skirt embarrassingly to remind him: "Little uncle, you can't gamble, Daddy will cut off his hands."

"I can't get enough to eat, what's the point!" Chu Yaonan didn't care much, squatted down and threw the two pieces down.

Sure enough, amidst exclamations and sighs, he won.

Play again enthusiastically and win again.He was gearing up, the dealer looked at him, smiled coldly, and secretly picked up the dice.

Chu Yaonan pinched his wrist and mocked: "Brother, what you want to play, I left it when I was wearing crotch pants. My master is from the Blue Gang."

As he spoke, he played two dice in his hands and asked, "What are you pouring into?"

The man was furious, he swung his fist, Chu Yaonan grabbed it, gritted his teeth and twisted it, the man let out a scream.

Holding a few coins in his hand, he asked Chun Baoer: "What do you want to eat? Uncle invites you. Fried buns?"

Chun Bao'er supported the high table, stared eagerly at the iron pot lid and lifted the fragrant steamed buns, swallowed deeply and said, "Chun Bao'er wants to buy fried steamed stuffed buns for grandma."

Chu Yaonan felt guilty for a while, he actually forgot about the old lady who was lying in bed, he was not as good as a child.

He ordered the hawker to wrap up a pack of steaming steamed steamed buns and handed one to Chun Bao'er. The child shook his head and insisted on taking it home.

He thought about it, squatted down and looked at Chun Bao'er seriously and asked: "Chun Bao'er, if Daddy asks, where did you get the money to buy the buns, what would you say?"

Chun Bao'er blinked, and said timidly: "Yes, yes, little uncle, you won by doing the trick."

Chu Yaonan pinched his tender face and praised: "What a clever boy. Except for the ring, there is nothing to play."

"Little uncle is very good, he is a master of martial arts, and he got a lot of money." Chun Baoer opened his arms, as if to hug a mountain of buns.

Chu Yaonan picked him up and said, "But it's only enough to buy a package."

Added this special dish to dinner and the family enjoyed it.

Chun Bao'er sucked her fingers and dipped the cornbread in the oily soup left in the bowl, not giving up at all.

Zhuo Mingtao said: "Little brother, Tianqiao's tricks and tricks are not the right path after all. The Shen family is a scholarly family."

"Yes, if the older brother doesn't like it, the younger brother won't go to play." He agreed, but he didn't accept it in his heart. No wonder scholars are called "poor scholars" in the play.