I open a small shop to support my family

Last night I taught Yu Zhining "Thousand-Character Essay", and when he was sweeping the yard with a broom, he couldn't help humming.

In recent days, the weather has been good, and people in the village are rushing to make bean curds and bean curd sticks and go out early, in order to earn an extra sum of money before the Chinese New Year and have a good year, so when he opened his house When sweeping the outside door, you can see many people carrying poles going out, or people who sold out early came back with poles.

When they passed by the door of Yu's house, they would say a word or two to Meng Yunshu. After all, it was because of Meng Yunshu and Yu Jinhuai's blessing that they could have today's fortune. Broom home.

Everyone in Cangnan Village knew that Yu Jinhuai and Yu Jinyue had gone out on business, and only the frail Meng Yunshu and three-year-old Yu Zhining were left in the Yu family.

After eating, Meng Yunshu hugged Yu Zhining and sat in the yard while basking in the sun while continuing to teach him "Thousand Character Essay", living a very pleasant life.

Before dinner, Yu Jinping came back from the county with another book "San Zi Jing" in his hand.

Because it was getting late, he didn't come in, pointed to the pile of firewood at the door, and said, "Brother, why didn't you put the firewood at the door instead of taking it in?"

Meng Yunshu, who was holding the book, looked blank, and asked suspiciously, "Firewood? Where is it?"

It wasn't until he came out that he realized that there were two piles of firewood piled up in front of his house, and he blinked in confusion, who put them at his door?It is not easy to chop so much firewood.

"It really is." Meng Yunshu muttered, seeing Yu Jinping take the initiative to pick firewood home, he stood at the door to give way or not, the two piles of firewood came from unclear, maybe who cut them Put it at the door of my house for the time being, and I will definitely pick it back when I have time.

Thinking in this way, Meng Yunshu uttered his guess, Yu Jinping hesitated for a while and put the firewood back to its original position, brother-in-law was right, what if it belonged to someone else.

At night, the bright moonlight poured in from the gap in the window, shining brightly on the quilt covering her body. Meng Yunshu lay flat on the kang, retracted herself into the quilt, and stared out of the window with the moonlight shining in. The shadow fell on the curtain, swaying slightly with the wind.

Meng Yunshu knew what the dark night sky looked like without going out. The fingers hidden in the bed rubbed together, and the fingertips slid over her fingertips and joints. Oh my god, I don't know if they found any news about Yu Laoer in Wanhua Town.

I don't know how to live outside?How is the food?

In the quiet and deserted night, Meng Yunshu allowed the thoughts in his heart to slowly turn into silk threads, entwined around his heart, and slowly tightened, as if weaving a big net, encircling him, including his heart and soul. inside.

Meng Yunshu turned over and looked at the place where Yu Jinhuai usually slept in the past. He couldn't help but miss that person. Before he noticed, he was already stroking the pillow that Yu Jinhuai had slept on.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is still half a month away, I don't know when they will come back?

Gently closing her eyes, Meng Yunshu touched the pillow and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already daylight.

The level of the canteen has been raised to level [-]. Standing on the edge of the farm, Meng Yunshu rolled up his sleeves and sprinkled the corn seeds in his hand into the dug earth pit. He didn't go down until the edge of the pit was finished.

Planting corn is not the most difficult thing, but in the process, you have to stand up and bend over and over again. Back and forth will inevitably lead to backache and back pain. After covering the corn seeds with soil, Meng Yunshu wiped the sweat from his forehead. Sweat beads, licking his somewhat dry and chapped lips.

He took a bucket of water and watered the corn that had just been planted just now. After finishing all this, he was no longer so tired that he couldn't stand upright like before, only his waist was slightly sore.

Rubbing his waist, Meng Yunshu pushed open the door of the canteen. There were not many products on the shelves. He hurriedly sold some from the system mall and was packing up when the wind chimes hanging at the door rang. He looked back at the people who came in. There was a look of astonishment in his eyes.

"Didn't Ritu come that day?" The masked man was the only one who came to the canteen this time. Meng Yunshu put the instant noodles on the shelf and asked the person in front of him.

The masked man shook his head and explained: "He has something to go out."

Meng Yunshu nodded after hearing this, it turned out to be the case.

"What are you going to buy this time?"

"Same as last time." The masked man said.

Thinking about the heavy snow a few days ago, Meng Yunshu asked while fetching the goods for him: "Has it snowed in Mobei recently?"

"It's down." The masked man replied: "It's very big. Fortunately, after the last snowstorm, the imperial court paid a lot of attention to Mobei, and everyone passed it safely this time."

What he said was half-truth and half-false, but Meng Yunshu didn't know that it was true that the snow was falling heavily, and the court's attention was also true, but the latter was false. The heavy snow crushed not only the thatched cottage, but also the entire family. , Unfortunately, the imperial court's ability is limited, and they can't take care of everything. There are some casualties, but compared to the last big snow disaster, it is already very good.

Meng Yunshu said happily, "That's good." Then he looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he pretended to ask casually, "You don't sound like someone from Mobei."

The masked man's lips curled up, and he thought that this little brother would not be able to talk if he wanted to, "Yes, I was rescued by the father of Ritu that day."

"Help?" Meng Yunshu looked at him in surprise, looked up and down, looked at the mask on his face, thought in his heart that the man in front of him was probably disfigured, and asked curiously: "Didn't you think of going to find your family?" ?”

If he was rescued, he would definitely try to contact his family immediately instead of waiting in place.

The masked man smiled wryly, his tone full of bitterness, and he said helplessly, "I've suffered from soullessness for so many years, where is my home? Who in my family has long been forgotten."

He also tried to find his own memory at the place where the incident happened, but in return he ran several times in vain. Every year he would go somewhere to stay alone for a while, trying to find his own memory. The world is so big, every time he looks at Looking at Ritu's family and He Meimei, he also wondered if he also had a family, a wife and children, but he couldn't figure it out.

Whenever Chinese New Year comes, he always feels lonely, and he can't find his own home in such a big country of Xia.

Meng Yunshu could hear his sadness and loss, he could hear the loneliness in his tone, she couldn't help scolding herself in her heart, and said what to do with it politely, before he could apologize, the masked man turned around and left the canteen with the things he bought, Just leave one sentence: "It's okay."

Later, he received Daoist Mingyue and Daoist Qingfeng again, but he felt that there was something weird between them, as if they were hiding something, but he couldn't understand what was hidden by one of them, and this time they got rid of it. I bought the book and took away some snacks, especially spicy strips.

It's all due to the fact that Meng Yunshu was eating with relish when they came, and the air was filled with the pungent spicy smell and aroma, which attracted them to buy a few packs on the spot.

It is said that a cultivator needs bigu, but there is no such thing as bigu no matter whether it is with Taoist Master Mingyue or Taoist Master Qingfeng.

In the entire sect, there are only the two of them who don't practice bigu.

Looking at the Huaxia coins that were gradually becoming abundant on the screen, Meng Yunshu finally breathed a sigh of relief. These days, he was always afraid that his Huaxia coins would not be enough to purchase, and he hesitated every time he bought them. Now that he has more Huaxia coins, it is thanks to him The two priests of the comprehension plane.

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Another day passed, and Meng Yunshu opened the door again and saw the firewood in front of her house, feeling both helpless and happy.

He didn't know until that day from Yu Jinping that the firewood at the gate was put there specially by the villagers to thank him. From that day on, there was sometimes a pile of firewood at the gate, sometimes a basket of vegetables, and sometimes even an egg or two. .

Seeing the eggs, he immediately went to Ye Chongshan's house and told him his intention of coming. Ye Chongshan also agreed, saying that he would tell the villagers that he never expected to see firewood at the door again after a day or two of interruption.

After March [-]th, the weather became colder. Every time Meng Yunshu fetched water from the well, she would pay attention to her surroundings and try not to leave water by the well to prevent it from freezing the next day.

In Yu Jinhuai's absence, whether it was the previous Laba Festival or the more distant Winter Solstice, Meng Yunshu would do it as simple as possible. Of course, dumplings and Laba porridge are indispensable.

"Little uncle, little uncle." Sitting in the main room, Meng Yunshu was putting the finishing touches on the sweater in his hand, when he heard Yu Zhining's voice, looked up and saw him, but the voice came first, before Yu Jinyue's people arrived The sound came first and I learned it completely.

After a while, his figure appeared in Meng Yunshu's sight. He was not the only one holding Sun Ming's hand. Both of them had excited smiles on their faces, and their eyes and brows were full of excitement.

Seeing him running and almost falling, Meng Yunshu couldn't sit still immediately, and hastily put down the sweater stick in his hand, "Don't run, walk slowly."

Yu Zhining also knew his fault, so he slowed down obediently, and turned his head to ask his little friend if he was okay.

"Why are you running so fast? No one is chasing you." Meng Yunshu squatted down to catch Yu Zhining and Sun Ming who were running towards him, stroked their hair together, and led one into the main room.

Yu Zhining raised his head to look at him, and happily shook his hands, even shaking his and Meng Yunshu's arms.

"Little uncle, brother Ming can sing too."

Meng Yunshu was surprised when he heard it. He looked at Sun Ming on his right, lowered his voice, and asked, "Brother Ming really knows it?"

Sun Ming first smiled shyly, then nodded firmly with a blushing face, buttoned her pants with her fingers, and said, "I really learned."

Meng Yunshu thought that Yu Zhining's earlier statement that he would teach Sun Ming when he learned it was an exaggeration, but he did not expect that he would actually teach Sun Ming.

Before he could say a word of praise, Yu Zhining pulled him to sit on the stool, and he and Sun Ming held hands tightly. At first, they looked at each other as if cheering up, and then mustered up their courage, opened their lips and sang aloud: "Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow!" , the universe is prehistoric..."

He only taught Yu Zhining the first six sentences, and Yu Zhining learned these six sentences thoroughly, not only that, but also taught it to Sun Ming. Meng Yunshu proudly looked at the villain in front of him, his face was full of pride and satisfaction.

Aning is really smart.

"A-Ning is awesome, really smart." Meng Yunshu praised him without any concealment. He only had his little Aning in his eyes. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Sun Ming beside him, and Meng Yunshu also said, "Brother Ming is also very smart." .”

The cheeks of the two little brothers who got the praise were pink, their chests were bulging, and their hearts were as sweet as drinking a bowl of sugar water.

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On the other side, Yu Jinhuai, whom Meng Yunshu was thinking about, was also on the way home. The group stopped in front of a tea stand outside the county seat after riding horses all morning. I got red, and my fingers got chilblains.

These are all taken for granted by them, they are all suffering people, and they will always suffer some torture on their hands.

"Shopkeeper, here are five bowls of Fuyuanzi." Huo Xu sat down first, and said again: "Do you have any hot pancakes? Here are five more."

"Yes, here we come."

The tea stand is run by a young couple. This tea stand was originally managed by their parents. If it is cold today and they don't want their parents to run around, the two of them will take care of it.

Tea stalls are located on the official roads of Chang'an and several nearby prefectures, and there are other stalls beside them. The rental fee here is much more expensive than in the county town. Because of its good location, people will come to sit and drink a bowl of hot tea every day. , Recently, the husband and wife made a lot of floating yuanzi and biscuits, which attracted more guests. It was freezing cold, and everyone wanted to have a hot bite.

Yu Jinhuai took a sip of the sweet soup with the Fuyuanzi in his hand, and after warming up, he said to his cousin beside him, "I'll go with you next year."

Their trip to Wanhua Town did not yield much information, it was all fragmentary and unusable, it was a waste of time, not only costing money, but also tiring his second brother and several uncles working with him, Yu Jinyue felt very sorry.

"Yeah." Yu Jinyue's eyes were red, he didn't know whether it was because of the heat or because he was sad because he didn't hear from his father.

The biscuits at the tea stand were big and thick, and with a bowl of Fuyuanzi, the men were half full. Their destination today is Weiping Mansion, and they won’t be home until tomorrow.

Yu Jinhuai looked east on horseback, his eyes softened.

The author says:

Heaven and earth are dark yellow, the universe is prehistoric.

—— "Thousand Characters"