Scholar and old attack

After searching row after row, until he was about to turn his eyes to the last row, Xiao Zilei finally lowered his head, and it really didn't work...

Jiang Jingyuan couldn't resist snatching the paper from the person who announced the good news, and started to look at the last one. He was the first thing he caught his eye.

Pointing at the name to Xiao Zilei with amused expression, "16-year-old Master Juren, how unhappy you are."

Xiao Zilei didn't react at first, and didn't understand what Jiang Jingyuan was talking about, until he saw his name written clearly on the paper, he immediately shouted and became excited.

Although it's just a crane tail, the crane tail is also a lift.

"Another exam."

Chen Xiuxiu's face immediately flushed. These children are all friends of her son, so they are equivalent to her own children. Seeing the children succeed in their studies, nothing could be happier.

"I've told you all, if you follow this guy, you won't be far behind."

Fang Xinli was not worried, Jiang Jingyuan seemed to have a magical power that could bring people good luck.

"happy!!!!"

Xiao Zilei was so excited that he grinned to his ears. He didn't expect that he really passed the exam!

Grabbing Jiang Jingyuan's hand, he kept thanking him. If Jiang Jingyuan hadn't spent the last few days practicing those questions hard, he wouldn't even have a crane tail.

Jiang Jingyuan was noncommittal for Xiao Zilei's gratitude, "You have achieved everything by yourself, even if you lived without me for a few years, you can still pass the exam."

Xiao Zilei's talent is not bad, but he lacks certainty, which is normal for children of this age, and his family is a bit complicated, which makes him tired of studying.

But being tired of studying doesn't mean he doesn't want to study. What he hates is that no matter how hard he tries, his parents will always feel that he is inferior to other people's children.

Eager to be recognized by people, eager to be encouraged.

Looking at Xiao Zilei's confident smile, Jiang Jingyuan couldn't help showing a bright smile, like a water lily quietly blooming in summer, with a strong fragrance.

"So lovely."

Xu Shuizhou was dazzled by Jiang Jingyuan's smile.

"You're pretty too."

Jiang Jingyuan stroked the bridge of Xu Shuizhou's nose, and the warm touch touched the heartstrings of both of them.

Both of them wanted to freeze the beauty of this moment forever.

Maybe the world is like this, some people are happy and some are sad.

Jiang Jingyuan and the others were celebrating high school happily. In the courtyard, Tan Jingyuan sat on the corridor, looking at the fallen leaves in the courtyard, neither sad nor happy, just watching quietly.

"What are you looking at? You're so engrossed."

Lin Xuesong quietly came to his side, followed his gaze, but saw nothing.

Tan Jingyuan was a little surprised that Lin Xuesong did not celebrate at the front at this time, but came to his side instead, and wanted to dodge.

Seeing Tan Jingyuan's subconscious reaction, Lin Xuesong looked annoyed, "How long are you going to hide from me? For half a year from Chinese New Year to now, you run away as soon as you see me."

Tan Jingyuan tucked his hands into his sleeves in embarrassment, and concealed a smile, "I'm not afraid of you hitting me, and it's not like you don't know that I'm very timid."

"Edit, you can continue to edit. At first you saw where my boldness went. Sure enough, you writers are used to acting. If you are so capable, why don't you become an actor."

Lin Xuesong's eyes were slightly red, and he forced himself not to mind.

Tan Jingyuan hid his heartache in his smile, and replied with a seemingly indifferent smile, "It's not that I don't have money to study. When I have money, I will definitely learn to sing. Maybe I can become a female star, or a famous actor or something."

"Tan Jingyuan, are you really stupid or fake? Can't you see that I like you?" Lin Xuesong was completely laughed at by Tan Jingyuan, a teardrop dripped from the corner of his eye, and he wanted a brother to confess his love.

Tan Jingyuan torn his heart slightly, he is not a fool, how could he not see that for the past six months, Lin Xuesong came to look for him every day, although every time he made an excuse to say that he was looking for his sisters, but at that time he would chase after him from time to time His gaze would make his heart skip a beat.

So he was afraid, afraid that the two of them would get deeper and deeper, afraid that there would be more ties, and Lin Xuesong would be the one who would hurt in the end.

He can control the stories in the storybook, but he can't help the life outside the storybook no matter how much he resists. The difference in their identities is too great, and he can't give Lin Xuesong the life he wants.

Lin Xuesong's food, clothing, housing and transportation are all the best. Even a pair of shoes cost 100 taels of silver. He has written dozens of story books in the past six months, but he has only saved a few hundred taels of silver.

It looks like a lot, but on Lin Xuesong, even the money for his clothes can't cover it.

What's more, he still has eight younger sisters to consider, just like Aunt Hua next door said, with his condition, unless there are gold and silver mountains in the family, that young lady will like it.

And Lin Xuesong is not an ordinary son, he is the pearl in the sky, he is the Jiaojiao who is held in the palm of his hand, he is born different from himself, it is better to stop at nothing than to ignore everything.

That's it.

At least there was a flash of light in his life, and he will remember this light forever, until his younger sister is married off, and then he will go to the northwest to see him, and he will die without regret in this life.

Lin Xuesong watched Tan Jingyuan remain silent, and finally couldn't hold back his tears. Now he doesn't despise his sad books, and he will read every book carefully to experience the joys and sorrows in the books.

"Sorry for giving you the illusion, I don't like you."

Seeing Lin Xuesong crying, his heart was also broken, as if holding him in his arms, wiping the teardrops from the corners of his eyes for him, but he couldn't, and couldn't.

Half a year of see-saw made him completely understand the gap between the two of them. He had no way to say the word "like", he couldn't love, couldn't ask for it, he could only bury it in his heart, and he still had to say this hurtful word on his mouth.

Lin Xuesong trembled all over, raised his pale face from crying, and asked sadly, "Are you really not moved at all?"

Lin Xuesong didn't believe the other party, so he really didn't feel any emotion at all. Obviously, the eyes they met occasionally were so yearning, and he thought that the two of them just had a tacit understanding.

He was waiting, waiting for the day when the other party took the initiative to tell, but he didn't wait until he received the letter from his parents.

As long as he says, he can let go of everything...

But now it seems that he is overthinking everything. It turns out that in Tan Jingyuan's heart, he has never had himself, and everything is his own wishful thinking.

Yes, I am an arrogant and unreasonable son, what does the other party like about me?

But Lin Xuesong still has a little bit of expectation in his heart, even if there is only a little bit, just a little bit of excitement, as long as a little bit, he can stop going to the northwest, he can change his bad habits, and try to make the other party accept him .

Just a little bit.

Looking at the expectant little face, Tan Jingyuan really wanted to nod, but he couldn't give the other party expectations. Without expectations, there would be no disappointment, but his heart hurt so badly that it was about to explode.

The hand hidden in the sleeve was about to be crushed by himself, and his teeth were shaking so much that he couldn't speak. After forcing himself to calm down, he said two words decisively, "No."

When Lin Xuesong heard that there were no words, he immediately burst into tears. Sure enough, everything was his wishful thinking.

"Okay, it's my wishful thinking, and I won't pester you again in the future."

After Lin Xuesong finished speaking, he ran out crying, and it seemed that he was too self-indulgent to stay any longer.

Looking at Lin Xuesong's distant back, Tan Jingyuan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and put his hands behind the pillar and retched.

Reminds me of the scene where the two were together.

"Xiao Yuanzi, why is your pen name Huang Liang?"

"Xiao Yuanzi, I think you can be sad about your ending."

"Wow, you scoundrel, I didn't make you sad as much as I made you write."

"Xiao Yuanzi, why don't I pay you to write a story for me."

"Xiao Yuanzi..."

"Xiao Yuanzi..."

"Xiao Yuanzi..."

It takes so much love to remember every word he said.

He likes the innocent smile on Lin Xuesong's face, a young man who doesn't know much about the world, his emotions are all displayed on his face, he never pretends, hits people when he wants to, swears when he wants to, lives recklessly and unrestrainedly.

But if he followed him, what he could give him was nothing but firewood, rice, oil and salt. Life would wear away the sunshine on his body little by little, and all he could bring him was endless pain.

In the past 20 years of poverty, Tan Jingyuan deeply understood how depressing and painful those days were, and how could Lin Xuesong be so innocent in such a bad environment.

Tan Jingyuan didn't want him to bet his whole life in exchange for a lifetime of pain.

It makes him sad now, and it will be sad for a while.

Just like the script, when you have a new script, you will no longer remember the old script.

All he needs to do now is to make the script that has been covered in dust, and just quietly watch the happiness of the young man who read the script, and dare not ask for the rest.

But his heart still hurts, the pain piercing through his heart, he couldn't help retching, and after an unknown amount of time, a streak of blood spewed out of his mouth, and it didn't stop.

Jiang Jingyuan searched around, and finally found Tan Jingyuan vomiting blood in a corner of the yard, and quickly handed him a silk cloth, "Why bother."

"You don't understand that for people like us, love is something we long for but can't ask for." Tan Jingyuan wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, raised his pale face and looked at Jiang Jingyuan, showing a wry smile.

"I mean, why do you bother yourself like this." Jiang Jingyuan frowned, looked at the blood stains on the corner of the wall, and sighed silently.

"do not know."

Tan Jingyuan didn't understand why he vomited blood, maybe his heart was broken.

"If I were you, if I liked someone, even if I tried my best, I would still get that person." Jiang Jingyuan frowned. If the difference in status between him and Xu Shuizhou was too big, he would climb up step by step until he was qualified. marry him.

"why."

Tan Jingyuan didn't understand, wouldn't it be nice to let him live a happy life, but he was just a poor boy, and he couldn't give Lin Xuesong anything.

Jiang Jingyuan smiled softly, with a hint of coldness in his smile, "Because no one will give him happiness except me."

The cold and powerful aura of Jiang Jingyuan completely shocked Tan Jingyuan. He always thought that Jiang Jingyuan was gentle and gentle, but he never thought that he also had such a strong side.

Tan Jingyuan was envious, but also ashamed. Compared with Jiang Jingyuan, he was so far behind that he didn't even dare to make a promise to Lin Xuesong.

At the same time, I hate myself for being cowardly, so cowardly that I don't even have the courage to speak.

"Want to drink? The newly released jujube wine can replenish blood."

Jiang Jingyuan took out a small wine jug for Tan Jingyuan as if conjuring, knowing that he just vomited blood and shouldn't drink, but he also hoped that Tan Jingyuan would vent it quickly instead of holding it in his heart.

Alcohol is a good thing. Only when you are drunk can you face your true self.

"ton ton ton ton."

Tan Jingyuan took the wine jar readily, and poured the jar into his mouth, as if drinking water.

Xu Shuizhou comforted the child and looked at Lin Xuesong who was crying, patted him on the back, coaxing him to sleep like a child, and found Jiang Jingyuan to ask.

Jiang Jingyuan pointed to the blood on the ground and Tan Jingyuan, who was unconscious after drinking, and shook his head helplessly, not knowing where to start.

Xu Shuizhou looked at the blood on the ground in surprise, as if thinking of something, he found a clean white handkerchief and stained the handkerchief with blood.

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"Bang-"

In the middle of the night, Tan Yushu and his three younger sisters embroidered sachets under the candle lamp Xu Shuizhou gave them. A sachet can sell for [-] Wen, and their handwork can earn [-] Wen. Four people can earn [-] Wen a day if they are diligent. Earn forty Wen.

Just thinking about the door frame, the door was slapped.

Tan Yushu didn't dare to delay, so he got up quickly to find a stick. My brother went to Jiang's house and didn't come back. The house is full of helpless younger sisters. If there is a gangster, they...

As soon as the door opened, Tan Yushu saw the familiar figure rolling in, and exclaimed, "Brother?"

Tan Jingyuan, who was drank in a daze, saw his little sister in a daze, and said in a daze, "It's... my little sister... ah..."

"Brother, why do you drink like this?"

Tan Yushu tried hard to help Tan Jingyuan up, but she was too young to resist, so she could only let Tan Jingyuan roll on the ground.

"Leave me alone, let me be quiet for a while."

Tan Jingyuan shook his hand, telling Tan Yushu to leave him alone, lying on the ground holding the wine jar, looking at the bright moon in the sky and giggling.

"You are the moon in the sky, and I am dust on the ground. We are destined not to be together."

Tan Jingyuan reached out his hand to touch the bright moon in the sky, but he couldn't touch it anyway, so he had to reach out to touch the wine jar and continue pouring it into his mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Coughing while pouring.

Tan Yushu hastily snatched the wine jar from Tan Jingyuan's mouth, "Brother, you will choke yourself to death if you drink like this, drink it up and drink it in the house."

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Several other younger sisters also came over at this time, looking at Tan Jingyuan who was lying on the ground laughing and crying for a while and asked in a daze.

Tan Yushu sat down on the ground and looked at the bright moon in the sky, with a look of maturity that didn't belong to her, "Maybe she was trapped by love."

"Brother Xuesong?"

Tan Ermei asked a question.

"Ah."

Tan Yushu looked at his brother who was crying and fussing on the ground, and responded softly.

"We have saved a lot of money. Is it enough to marry Brother Xuesong and go home? Since my brother likes it, he will be happy to marry him."

Tan Simei had a naive expression on her face. He felt that if Lin Xuesong married back home, his brother would be the same as before.

Tan Yushu counted with his fingers, "The family now has 980, five taels, three coins and six copper coins, which is not even enough for brother Xuesong to make a wedding dress."

The more Tan Yushu counted, the more tired he became. It would be great if he had more money, and his brother would not have worked so hard if he had more money.

It's all because they are useless, if it wasn't for their dragging, maybe my brother would have earned money a long time ago, so why is he in such pain now.

"I heard people say that the rich man in Hejia Village has a son who just died and is looking for a ghost marriage. He is willing to give 3000 taels of silver. Big sister, can you send me there? Is 3000 taels enough?"

Tan Simei looked at the sky and thought for a while, 3000 taels should be enough for a wedding dress.

"not good."

Tan Yushu's body trembled. Only the dead can pair up in a dark marriage. He stepped forward and hugged Tan Simei, "You are still too young. If you want to go, you will be the eldest sister."

"No, the eldest sister has to take care of the younger sisters at home, the fourth younger sister is the most useless, let me go, and it can lighten the burden on the elder brother."

Tan Simei shook her head. The eldest sister can embroider, housekeeper, and take care of the younger sisters. What if she leaves the house.

"No, ghost marriages require death. No matter what you do as a decent living person, they won't want you."

Tan Yushu cried and said nothing to agree with Tan Simei's words. Every younger sister was brought up by her, and she couldn't bear to part with any of them.

Tan Simei stretched out her small hand to wipe Tan Yushu's tears, "It's okay, I heard people say that you can get a good baby if you die, and if I invest in a rich family, I will give my brother a lot of money, so that my brother will not be afraid. Short of money."

"No, Tan Simei, if you don't listen to me, I will never recognize you as my sister again, do you hear me?"

Tan Yushu was out of breath from crying, and said nothing to agree to let Tan Simei go to die.

Tan Ermei was ignorant, but she also knew that death was not a good word. She tilted her head and thought about it, and said innocently, "It would be great if such good things happen more times, so that I can get my brother to marry Xuesong brother." money."

"It's enough to live anyway."

Tan Sanmei also replied in a low voice.

"You all want to piss me off, no no no."

Tan Yushu's voice was a little hoarse, crying loudly.

Tan Jingyuan lay quietly on the ground, he seemed drunk, but of course he heard the conversation between Tan Yushu and the others, and murmured, "It's useless to have money, he has a marriage contract, and he is a thousand times better than your brother and me." Ten thousand times, it is better to cry and live a good life from tomorrow."

"But brother is suffering."

Tan Yushu understood everything. If he just watched him marry someone else, it would be very painful for his elder brother.

Tan Jingyuan patted her on the head with a smile, "It doesn't matter, life is hard, big brother has been hard for half of his life, and he doesn't mind being a little bit harder in his next life."

On the second day, Tan Jingyuan really returned to his previous state, and no one could see that the person who suffered so much last night was him.

Only the younger sisters of the Tan family knew that the elder brother just buried the pain in his heart.

In September, Lin Xuesong had already packed his luggage and prepared to return, and wrote invitations to everyone, inviting them to the Phoenix Tower for a farewell banquet.

When writing about Tan Jingyuan, his pen stopped slightly, a tear fell, and he comforted himself, "I can't be a lover, but I've known each other for so long, it should be okay to be a friend to see me off."

Lin Xuesong wiped his tears several times uncertainly, ink was all over his face, and finally he took a pen to write this invitation card and asked someone to send it.

Tan Jingyuan was stunned when he received the invitation. He thought that there would be no more contact between them, but Lin Xuesong still sent him an invitation.

The throbbing pain in my heart climbed up again, and I couldn't help coughing up a few traces of blood again, and put the invitation card and other things that Lin Xuesong had left with him in a particularly delicate wooden box for preservation.

"Brother, are you really not going?"

Tan Yushu confirmed again and again.

Tan Jingyuan shook his head, and said with a pale face, "Forget it, this will be fine."

On the day of the banquet, Tan Jingyuan sat on a high place in the teahouse far away from the Phoenix Tower, watching Lin Xuesongyan greet wave after wave of guests with a smile, and finally waited for a long time by the door before entering.

In the Phoenix Tower, Lin Xuesong still couldn't wait for Tan Jingyuan in the end, so he managed to cheer up and entertain everyone.

Mu Junxi and Xu Shuizhou didn't even dare to mention the word Tan Jingyuan.

"Xedong, this is a gift from me, I'll have a look at it when I get home."

After Xu Shuizhou thought for a long time, he still handed Lin Xuesong a small wooden box in his hand.

Lin Xuesong took it with a smile, a little lightly, and didn't care, thinking it was something small.

Xu Shuizhou looked at Lin Xuesong's strong spirit, and suddenly felt a little sad. If he had known this, he would have said nothing to let the two of them get to know each other, and it ended up like this.

Jiang Jingyuan squeezed Xu Shuizhou's hand lightly. He was not to blame for this. Fate is something that cannot be explained clearly. Even without them, they would definitely fall in love at some point.

"Why, it's hard to get married if you have lovers."

Xu Shuizhou climbed on Jiang Jingyuan's shoulder and sighed.

"Maybe it's because the barriers between them haven't been eliminated, or the fate hasn't arrived yet." Jiang Jingyuan pursed his lips, and they will naturally be together when the fate comes.

After dinner, Lin Xuesong was escorted by everyone and stepped into the carriage to go home. After watching his carriage go away, everyone dispersed.

In order to comfort Xu Shuizhou, who was a little depressed, Jiang Jingyuan planned to take him for a stroll, but it happened that he hadn't been out for a stroll for a long time.

When the carriage left Wutong County, Lin Xuesong opened the curtain of the carriage, and took a last look at the county town that he loved and hated. He unconsciously thought of Tan Jingyuan and didn't know what he was doing now.

Maybe he is desperately writing manuscripts, but unfortunately he can no longer steal his manuscripts.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuesong put up a pretty smile on his mouth, and then became bitter again. These things have nothing to do with him in the future.

But thinking about it, it shouldn't matter, anyway, he doesn't know.

Lin Xuesong justified himself as if he had no burden, but when he thought about it, he seemed to see Tan Jingyuan's younger sisters.

He rubbed his eyes, either it seemed, or he saw it.

I saw four weak figures standing beside the road, looking at him Zhengzheng.

"parking."

Lin Xuesong gave an order, and the carriage stopped.

He got out of the carriage with a swish, and rummaged around the carriage, but couldn't find the figure he wanted to see.

"Brother Xuesong, my eldest brother didn't come, we came out secretly to see you off." Tan Yushu was a little embarrassed, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Lin Xuesong was looking for Tan Jingyuan again, but it was a pity that his brother didn't follow.

"Oh, I didn't come."

Lin Xuesong lowered his head in frustration, his eyelashes fluttered, as if he was about to cry.

"Brother Xuesong, here, this is a gift from the few of us, I hope Brother Xuesong will be happy in the future."

Tan Yushu handed Lin Xuesong the burden on his body, and looked at him timidly.

"Thank you. It's rare that you still remember me. I'm much better than that bastard brother of yours."

Lin Xuesong took the bag with tears in his smile, the bag obviously sank, and he almost couldn't lift it steadily.

"You're welcome, we should be the ones who should thank Brother Xuesong for his comfort in the past six months."

Tan Yushu shook his head. The kindness they owed Lin Xuesong would probably be difficult to repay in this lifetime.

"Thank you, this is my brother who likes you guys, take care of yourself after I leave, and urge your brother to eat more..."

The more Lin Xuesong talked, the more something went wrong, why did he only think of that bastard.

"Let's go, take care."

Lin Xuesong felt ashamed and got into the carriage again, crying secretly by himself.

"Lin Xuesong, are you cheap? People don't like you, and you still think about him."

Looking at the back of the carriage going away, Tan Yushu sighed softly, "I hope that my brother's hard work will not be let down."