pastoral life

Since Wang Mingchuan borrowed the book from Wang Qingquan, he has been working overtime to copy it, and Mingzhu will also help to copy it if he has nothing to do.

"You can also read?"

Apparently Wang Mingchuan never knew that Mingzhu had this ability, and he suddenly found out that he had a new understanding of the person next to him.

Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat and she secretly thought it was bad, but she only panicked for a moment, then lowered her eyes pretending to be disappointed and put the matter through.

"When my father was around in the early years, he also raised me as a decent man."

Let’s not talk about Mingzhuyu anymore, so Wang Mingchuan can make up his own brain, and just keep his head down and copy carefully. He also practiced calligraphy intermittently for more than ten years in his last life, and other skills are not copying, but he can do it well. So it doesn't take much to copy now.From this angle, Wang Mingchuan couldn't see Mingzhu's expression clearly, but felt that the people around him were getting thinner in the dim light of the oil lamp.

Ming Chuan couldn't help stretching out his hand to hold Ming Zhu tightly.

"It's mine, isn't it? Marrying me as a man's wife really wronged you. If we had to drag you down as a family, you should be able to..."

Mingzhu stretched out her hand to pinch the flesh on Wang Mingchuan's waist, not wanting him to continue talking.

"Why, do you regret marrying me now or something?"

"How can I regret it? Since you came to my house, I woke up several times at night with a secret smile."

Seeing that there was no loss on Mingzhu's face, Wang Mingchuan was relieved a little, and the husband and wife continued to divide the work and copy books after getting tired of it for a while.Although Wang Qingquan is a bit pedantic, he is very careful and conscientious when he is a scholar. Many places in the book are full of annotations, regardless of whether he is right or wrong. Yes, Mingzhu thought about it so she copied those annotations together, because the handwriting was too fine and detailed, it hurt her eyes after a while, Wang Mingchuan happened to rub his eyes when Wang Mingchuan turned his head to peek at his wife.

"If you're sleepy, go to bed early. We'll do the rest tomorrow. You're tired today, how can you endure like this?"

After all, Wang Mingchuan is a year older than Mingzhu, and as the head of the family, he always has some thoughts of carrying the burden, so even though he is also a man, Wang Mingchuan still cherishes Mingzhu more on weekdays, and the dirty work is tiring. Er always rushes to do it by herself, she really treats Mingzhu like a newlywed.

"It's okay, don't talk so much nonsense, if you have the time, you can write a few more lines, copy it quickly, and turn off the lights early after finishing, so you can feel more at ease."

Ming Chuan persuaded, but he didn't force it, he just accelerated the speed of his subordinates, and went to help Mingzhu to copy after finishing his own work. The husband and wife worked together to rush those books to the date of meeting with Wang Qingquan three days later It's all over.

**

On this day, Wang Mingchuan still got up early to dress up as a scholar and went to the Guaizi Hutong in the city to attend an appointment. Mingzhu knew that he was following the Jiang family's route today, so she paid special attention to it, and got up early to make a hearty breakfast for him. After finishing the work, he helped to pack the clothes and was busy here and there, and he was even a little bit busier than the owner. He finally let out Wang Mingchuan Mingzhu and let out a long sigh of relief, and then—— took the whole family and children to work on the mountain go!

Now that the weather has turned cooler, the rice in the bay fields has turned from green to yellow and is bulging and filling the horizon. The corn in the field has also reached its ripening season, and soon it will be the time for harvesting. Pearl still remembers This is what I looked forward to the most when I was a child. Because of the busy farming season and the lack of manpower, I always invite extra labor from other families to harvest together in the field. I don’t know if I will pay the wages, but I always cook a big pot when I come back from work every night. The noodles are placed on the table so that everyone can eat enough. The farm children have no other requirements. They are as happy as Chinese New Year when they can eat a bowl of noodles. That's what happiness can't be.

"Brother Mingzhu, will Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei fight?"

Xiaotan tugged on Mingzhu's sleeve, and then pulled his thoughts back from his previous life. After thinking about the two who stayed at home and looked after the family, Mingzhu shook his head and said:

"Xiao Hei is tied, and Xiao Huang is honest, how could they fight?"

In fact it is...

In the courtyard with the closed gate of Wang's house, the little yellow dog took advantage of the little black dog's inattention, stretched out his paw and slapped it--run away quickly!

"Ouch--!"

"Wang Wang Wang!!"

A certain yellow dog roared majestically at a place where the chain could never reach, and a certain black dog yelled at a certain yellow dog while pulling on the chain. All of a sudden, the two puppies quarreled and frightened the people in the yard. The chicken flapping its wings, looking for bugs and flipping rice grains, flew around. The two little ones choked for a while after eating their mouthfuls of chicken feathers, and immediately began to give up the conflict between the enemy and ourselves and ran to bite the flying chicken* Mao, in the end there was only a yard of chickens that had finally gotten used to the noise and quieted down, and two puppies who sneezed carelessly at the feathers of the chickens all over the place.

**

"Young Mistress, do you feel comfortable sitting in the sedan chair?"

Luliu walked outside the sedan chair with a lot of trepidation, the young mistress got pregnant with great difficulty, and now she is going out for a walk before she is in her first three months, if something goes wrong, the master will have to skin her!

Mama He at the other end of the sedan chair was also worried. Although the doctor said that the young mistress had a strong pregnancy, the first three months were always full of changes. If it wasn't for going to the temple to kowtow to the Buddha today, she wouldn't take it. The young lady came out to show her face, hey - there are so many people on the street today, I don't know how to stay at home to be safe, but why do you have to stand in front of me!

Mother He was angry. None of the people who accompanied the young mistress to kowtow in the temple felt at ease, and she didn't even have a good look at the outsiders. It wouldn't be too much to fight with those pedestrians who were slow to give way. Scolding and horizontal eyebrows are common.

"How long will it be?"

Getting bored in the sedan chair, the young lady couldn't help but lifted half of the curtain to urge people to see clearly that the person in the sedan chair was the new daughter-in-law of the Wang family, Xue Jiaojiao. Generally, the skin of a new daughter-in-law is tender and smooth, but she is much more haggard than when she was a girl. Perhaps it is because her body is not used to it.

"Young Mistress, wait a little longer. The temple is in the east of the city. It takes about half a stick of incense to see you."

Xue Jiaojiao urged impatiently, and when she was about to put down the curtain, she glanced at an acquaintance.

"Isn't that the young master of the Wang family? Why are you standing at the entrance of Kidnap Alley?"

Xue Jiaojiao followed the eyes of the green willow and saw Wang Qingquan standing there. Although this Wang Qingquan is a poor scholar, he is better at being favored by Wang Juren and more knowledgeable. Now he is accepted by Wang Juren. Among his disciples, he was the one who had the most hope of passing the provincial examination. All the young maids in this house were more or less interested in him, so they recognized Wang Qingquan just by glancing at Luliu from such a distance.

"Master Jiang's mansion is in this area. When the autumn chamber is near, there will always be people who want to visit. It's no surprise. Don't delay my going to the temple to fulfill my wish."

Not waiting for Luliu to look at Wang Qingquan for a few more times, Xue Jiaojiao urged the bearer to move forward quickly. This Wang Qingquan was usually close to his elder brother, but because of some relationship, Xue Jiaojiao didn't want to be with her at all now. Xue Mingyu got in touch, and now even looking at Wang Qingquan is not pleasing to the eye, so when he suddenly saw such a person, he would only feel panicked, where could he find the resentful look in the little girl's eyes beside him, but when he was about to put down the curtain, That's when Xue Jiaojiao really saw an acquaintance again.

It was Wang Mingchuan!

I saw Wang Mingchuan running quickly to Wang Qingquan with a book basket in his hand and apologized repeatedly. The latter taught him a few words, and then they walked into the alley together. Wang Mingchuan only came to the house once, so no one who knew him Too many, even Luliu, who has been paying attention to Wang Qingquan's surroundings, only found a handsome little brother running over but didn't recognize him, so Xue Jiaojiao was the only one who saw the scene just now.

That person is now more and more handsome.

Xue Jiaojiao hated secretly, and thought of her husband who was lingering in the sick bed, and thought of the oppression and persecution of her relatives, and suddenly she was forced to think a little bit, she stuck her head out of the sedan chair and stretched her neck to go Looking at that person, all he could see was the gray stone wall at the entrance of the alley, and there was no trace of anything beside him.

Not even a footprint was left.

Xue Jiaojiao lowered the curtain angrily, and after being completely isolated from the outside world with the sedan chair, she felt a little helpless again, thinking about her mother's death when she was young, and thinking about being forced to live in the best years of her life. After getting married, she finally cried with her embroidered handkerchief in her throat. Fortunately, the noise of people outside covered her sobs. Even though Lu Liu and Mother He were close, she never noticed anything wrong.

**

"I'm really sorry, I only thought about taking the ox cart in the village today and didn't think I'd miss the time and have to wait for a long time."

"It's okay. It's too early for people to come to the door. There shouldn't be many people, so you can go with me. If you want Mr. to see it, it's your luck, and you can listen to the teachings and increase your knowledge in the future, but you won't be seen. In terms of etiquette, you must not let anyone find the slightest fault, so I won’t say much about it, you can think it over for yourself.”

After finishing speaking, he led Wang Mingchuan to an iron gate. This gate was not very imposing. Wang Mingchuan had seen a better one in front of Wang Juren's house earlier, but now compared with this simple and unpretentious gate, it is much more impressive. It's kind of tacky.

"Sure enough, celebrities are not ordinary."

Wang Mingchuan couldn't help sighing, but Wang Qingquan took this opportunity to knock on the door. The escort obviously recognized Wang Qingquan, and after a few polite words on both sides, he bowed his body and invited the Wang brothers in, walked through the corridor and passed the garden , until we walked outside the plaque of Lanting Garden.

"The master is practicing calligraphy inside, you two wait a moment, let me pass it on for a while."

"It's work."

The young man went into the courtyard to chat with the servants outside the door, Wang Qingquan and Wang Mingchuan waited outside the Lanting Garden, both of them were scholars and they were very handsome, the servant girl who came and went When you meet someone, you always have to look more often. Wang Qingquan is used to seeing such a posture in Wang Juren's mansion, but he can treat it normally. It is hard for Wang Mingchuan, a country scholar who has never communicated with people outside the village, to be so calm. Calmly, under the attention of others, he didn't feel flustered at all, and Wang Qingquan couldn't help but think highly of this brother.

While the two brothers were waiting, another young man came running out of the Lanting Garden. He saw that there was no one to lead the way and follow him, and he rushed into the house without even saying a word, and the waiter next to him rushed in. The servant girl didn't stop her when she saw it, and she had an expression of not being surprised. Wang Mingchuan was taken aback for a while, but Wang Qingquan knew some tricks, so she explained to him in a low voice:

"This is Jiang Cheng, the second son of the Jiang family. This time, he came back to his hometown to visit his relatives and served his father. He is a traveling doctor. There are not many opportunities to be in the mansion on weekdays. If you can come later, you can also meet him later." Don't face me, if I really run into you, I will treat you normally."

Wang Mingchuan nodded and wrote down, if Mingzhu was here, he would definitely recognize that Jiang Cheng was the strange man he met earlier in the Wei Mansion who helped him and then threw him aside. It's a pity that Mingzhu was not here and Wang Mingchuan hadn't experienced it himself. After that incident, I only vaguely remembered such a person and left it alone, just waiting for the summons from the room.