Scholar and old attack

Lin Xuesong hid in the corner of the carriage with his arms around his knees, buried his head deep in his knees, and sobbed silently.

Every time he thinks that he will never see Tan Jingyuan again and is going to marry someone he doesn't know, his heart will ache, and hot tears will fall down unconsciously.

From time to time, I still think of his decisive words in my mind, and my heart hurts even more, and the tears in my eyes that are red and swollen from crying are even more unstoppable. Thinking of him, the tears dripped on the clothes again.

I don't know how long it took, and I fell asleep from crying, my little face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and I was lying in the corner of the carriage hugging myself, even when I was sleeping, there were tears in the corners of my eyes.

From time to time, there was a twitch or two.

When the curtain of the carriage was opened, what the Lin family's parents saw was their son's pitiful appearance. The old couple looked at each other, and they both saw something meaningful in each other's eyes.

Lin's mother was soft and weak, she let out a long sigh, and told the young servants, "Take the young master back to the room so that you can settle down."

After finishing speaking, she rolled her eyes at Father Lin from the corner of her narrow and gentle eyes. After all, she didn't say much. She never asked about family affairs, but this time, she didn't want to agree to anything about her son.

Lin's father was uncomfortable being watched by Lin's mother, but he also had his own persistence. He held his son Jiaojiao and grew up in his hands. Now he doesn't even go home because of a man, what a shame!

Besides, what is good about that Tan Jingyuan, he can write some love stories, which seems good, but there will always be a day when his talent is exhausted, and then what will he use to support his son.

What's more, he has eight younger sisters, and his son is married. There are so many people in the family who have no place to reason if they get angry.

The guardian of the northwest is a close friend of his eight pilgrimages, he knows the basics, his son is capable of literature and martial arts, who in the northwest does not praise a good son, and his son will be happy if he marries him.

Besides, the good friends and the husband and wife are well-known gentle people. If the two families say that they are close, it is the best way to get closer. When the whole family moves to the northwest, they are not afraid that their son will be angry.

"If you want me to say, you just perfect the child once. No matter how good the son of other people's family is, after all, he can't compare with his son's liking."

Mother Lin coughed twice. Her health was not good, and now she was exhausted because of her son's affairs, and her body became weaker and weaker.

Father Lin hurriedly put on her coat, carefully protecting her from being blown by the night wind, "Don't worry about it, Ma'am, look at this kid who hasn't been home for a year because of that and so and so. Got it."

"You, how old you are to be angry with the child. Seeing Song'er like this, my heart hurts. At the beginning, I and you..."

Lin's mother coughed as she spoke, remembering that their parents didn't want to get together at the time, and they worked hard to get together. Now that they see their children like this, they can't help but think of the past.

Father Lin's long sleeves fell off, and a pair of experienced eyes showed a bit of sharpness, "Can we be the same as him back then, Ma'am, we both lived and died together, did he experience it as a child. "

"Don't be stubborn, Song'er is just like you, I don't think things will go your way."

No matter what Lin Xuesong said, he was just a piece of meat that fell out of her stomach. As a mother, she couldn't understand his nature very well.

……

Lin Xuesong didn't know how long he slept, and when he woke up, he felt dizzy. After seeing the furnishings in the house, he knew that he was going home after all.

"mother--"

Feeling a pair of gentle hands in his hair, Lin Xuesong knew it was his mother.

Mother Lin gently fanned Lin Xuesong, brushing his flying hair back from time to time, and when she saw him awake, she smiled softly, "I'm awake."

"Ah."

Lin Xuesong propped up half of his body and rubbed his red and swollen eyes, feeling a little sore.

Mother Lin ordered softly, "Go down and apply some ice cubes to the young master."

There were two people dressed as maids who responded softly, and after going out lightly, they brought a plate of ice cubes up. In the hot summer, as soon as the ice entered the room, the stuffy atmosphere in the room was immediately dispelled. Lin Xuesong, who was deeply in pain, felt better.

"Next time, you can't be stupid like this. No matter how sad you are, you have to take care of your body. If your parents are not by your side, you have to learn to take care of yourself."

Mother Lin wrapped ice cubes in the handkerchief in her hand, and gently applied it under Lin Xuesong's eyes, so that the eye sockets would quickly deswell.

"Ma'am, I'll do it myself."

Lin Xuesong glanced at Lin Mu's pale face with foggy eyes, knowing that she was not in good health recently, but he didn't dare to let her touch these cold things.

Lin Xuesong applied the ice carefully for a while, and his eyes were not so swollen, so he asked softly, "Mother, did Dad know about me a long time ago?"

Lin Xuesong is not a fool, he came back in such a state, his parents didn't ask anything, he must have known the reason, and thinking about how many hidden guards he was following, needless to say, every day in Wutong County, he was secretly Guardian to parents.

"Stupid child, there is nothing wrong with liking someone. Some people like someone who is superior, some people like someone who is brilliant, and some people prefer someone who is mediocre. I am very glad that my son is in the last category."

Lin's mother gently tapped Lin Xuesong's forehead, not at all as aggressive as Lin's father, but like a close friend.

Lin Xuesong was puzzled, "Mother, why are you so happy?"

Lin's mother was not in a hurry to speak, her eyebrows were like spring, her eyes were like water, she looked at Lin Xuesong with a smile, and carefully arranged his clothes, then said slowly,

"Because no matter how talented or superior you are, life will eventually return to mediocrity. Those who can find happiness in mediocrity are lucky."

It is precisely because she has experienced this that she understands this truth. No matter how good the marriage that Father Lin made for Lin Xuesong, life is always lived by the two of them. She knows her son very well. He is just lazy and likes to read. Ben, live a leisurely life.

I don't like troublesome things at all, and I can hide as far away as possible. Northwest guards the mansion, and there are so many daily things in the mansion, and my son is not going to be a regular wife, at best, he is an ordinary wife, and he is still a head shorter than a regular wife.

In the future, the days of daily morning and evening must be extremely depressing. Compared with Tan Jingyuan, the guard in the northwest, he is indeed too poor, but fortunately, he lives freely and his son can be the master of the house. The key is that he likes it, and she actually likes it very much.

Lin Xuesong lowered his head, his clear and moist face was full of sadness, his head felt a little ache after crying, and the tears accumulated in his eye sockets were about to burst out again.

The voice was clumsy and aggrieved, "But...but people don't like me, why should I stick my cold ass on my face."

Mother Lin covered her mouth and let out a chuckle, the tenderness in her eyes was evident, "Silly boy, don't look at what a person says or does whether he likes you or not. You have to experience it with your heart, and your heart won't lie. "

"Heart?" Lin Xuesong was confused, his heart was so confused now, he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Mother Lin is not talking anymore. Some things cannot be said too bluntly as a bystander. They need to experience it by themselves. If there is a real destiny, they will all come together in the end.

If it's really undesired, even if you tie someone up, it's useless.

Since Lin Xuesong returned to Lin's house, he sat in a daze in the house or in the yard when he was fine. No one could tell that he was preoccupied.

But he doesn't cry or make trouble, he does whatever he tells him to do, he behaves like an obedient cat, he doesn't even read his favorite scriptures.

Mother Lin saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart. She talked to Father Lin several times, but it was a pity that Father Lin was very stubborn and insisted on his own opinion on the matter of his son.

In the end, Father Lin couldn't stand it anymore. He found Lin Xuesong and said softly, "Your wedding day, my father set it for you in October, and it happened that the weather wasn't too hot. If you want any betrothal gift, it's considered gold and silver." Father will also marry you as a dowry."

Father Lin's wealth and wealth did not move Lin Xuesong's heart, but made Lin Xuesong even more sad. He thought that he would be able to accompany his parents for a long time when he came back, but he did not expect his father to be so eager to make arrangements.

Lin Xuesong raised a cute and pitiful little face, looked at his father who had always loved him with aggrieved eyes, and said a little coquettishly, "Father, I don't want to get married yet, can I wait for a year or two?"

Father Lin frowned. He didn't want his son to marry prematurely. After all, he gave birth to this child, but his friend's son has reached the age of marriage. The quota for flat wives, after passing this village, there will be no such shop.

"No, Dad has already made an agreement with others, and the position of Ping Wife is extremely rare. Waiting for another year or two may change."

Father Lin really cared about his son, his brother's status was already quite low, if it wasn't for his friend's sake, he could just promise the status of a concubine, and it would be unreasonable for them to push back and forth.

Seeing his father's determined face, Lin Xuesong felt a little unhappy, and said sullenly, "Father, do you really hope that I will get married earlier?"

Obviously it wasn't like this before, saying that if you don't get married, it's a big deal that I will support you, so it's all a lie, in the end, you don't want to get married earlier.

"Father is not hoping, but I think this marriage is really good. Now there are not many people who are willing to marry my elder brother as a wife, and there are not many farmers who marry elder brothers as wives. My father is afraid that you will regret it later. .”

Lin's father hadn't heard Lin Xuesong's temper yet, and thought that the child didn't understand his painstaking efforts, so he tried to persuade him.

It was okay if he didn't persuade Lin Xuesong, but once he persuaded Lin Xuesong, an unknown fire burst out of his heart for no reason.

"You always say that this marriage is good, but I don't see it at all. What can a normal wife be proud of? No matter how bad Jun Xi is, she is still a regular wife. I think you are eager to let me give it to you. It’s better for others to stay low and be small.”

Lin Xuesong was really angry. At best, she was a flat wife, but at worst, she was actually a concubine, but her status was higher than other concubines.

What's good, it still depends on the color of the mistress of the house. Although Xiao Zhou and Jun Xi beside him are almost married, but the dignified and upright wife has a lot of face.

What's more, both Ren Quan and Jiang Jingyuan had promised not to take concubines, no matter how well married he was, he always felt inferior in comparison.

When Father Lin saw that his son misunderstood his hard work, he became very angry. Who was he doing all this hard work for, and it wasn't for his son's better life in the future.

"You are so stupid, is Mu Junxi married well? She keeps her head tied to her waistband at all times. Now how many pairs of eyes are staring at Ren Quan's piece of fat. A small Ren family. Playing in the hands of others, no amount of power or power, no amount of money is enough to spend."

Father Lin was also very angry, and it was the first time in his life that he had become so angry with Lin Xuesong.

"Then are you willing to send me to be a concubine? I want to go to you. I, Lin Xuesong, will not marry if I am not a legal wife, so I will leave it here. Unless someone lifts a big sedan chair and writes me into their family tree as a legal wife. The child of my daughter is the legitimate son, otherwise I will not marry anyone."

Lin Xuesong was also extremely unconvinced in his heart. He who was always cute in front of his parents suddenly changed his color.

Father Lin flicked his sleeves and pointed at Lin Xuesong's nose, "You, you are going to piss me off, tell you not to think about those poor writers, I won't agree with you two."

Lin Xuesong was stunned for a moment, and his nose became more sour. It turned out that in his father's heart, the person he liked was a poor writer. It turned out that in his heart he looked down on people so much.

No wonder Tan Jingyuan often hid from him, did he think so in his own heart?

Why, why is the money earned by his own hands not recognized by this world? He is inferior to others in any way. His writing is so exquisite that people can't help but be intoxicated.

In his opinion, he is much better than those who show off their literature all day long, at least his words can move him, and those poems about the sad autumn moon are just things for those students to show off.

"If you are poor, you can write books poorly. I just like what I like. No matter what you say, you can be regarded as a scholar. Father, don't forget that you are still a businessman, a scholar, a farmer, a businessman, and you are at the bottom. Are you better than others? Where are you going?"

When Lin Xuesong got angry, he said whatever he wanted to say.

After he finished speaking, he also felt a little regretful, as if he had spoken too seriously, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only stare dumbly at his father's face as black as charcoal.

Father Lin sneered after finishing speaking, "No matter how much you like it, it's just wishful thinking. Maybe you kneel at the door of someone's house as a concubine, and they don't agree. You should think about it for yourself."

Father Lin's words also pierced Lin Xuesong's heart like a knife, making him freeze in place as if he had fallen into an ice cave, tears streaming down his face like rain.

That's right, no matter how much you maintain it, people don't like you.

He ran back to his room in pain and burst into tears.

Lin's mother scolded Lin's father while clutching her painful chest, "Why do you bother to speak so harshly, how do you let Song'er deal with herself in the future."

"I want to see how strong his love is." Lin's father supported Lin's mother with a cold snort.

If it is true until death, what's the point of fulfilling them, I'm afraid that my son will shave his head and get hot, and finally come back to beg himself.

Lin Xuesong squatted in the room and cried loudly. He tried his best to forget Tan Jingyuan, but he couldn't.

The maids and servants in the room didn't dare to say anything, they were doing their own things carefully, for fear of offending the master's family.

A maid found a dusty bundle and muttered strangely, "I've never seen this bundle before, where did it come from?"

He dared to ask the weeping Lin Xuesong, "Master, look at this..."

When Lin Xuesong saw the burden, he remembered that it was given to him by Tan Yushu, sobbing and wiping away his tears, he said hoarsely, "Give it to me."

After the maid handed the burden to Lin Xuesong to put it away, she sneaked into the dark and went on with her own business.

Lin Xuesong opened the bag while sobbing, not knowing what was so heavy inside.

The bag was tightly packed, and Lin Xuesong pushed it away layer by layer, smiling tearfully as he opened it, "Maybe Yushu and the others saved it with great difficulty, so they are so careful."

When the bag was opened, there was nothing valuable inside, but there was a very delicate box with his name engraved in block letters on it.

Lin Xuesong touched his name in puzzlement, and by the way, there seemed to be other indentations in the lower right corner of the name. He took a closer look, and there were two extremely small characters.

— my love.

Lin Xuesong couldn't believe it, he looked closely and looked again, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, tears immediately fell down.

I love Lin Xuesong, it goes without saying that Tan Jingyuan likes him, he likes him.

Lin Xuesong wailed in pain, and carefully opened the wooden box, inside which was a stack of books neatly placed.

Fearing that tears would wet the pages of the book, Lin Xuesong wiped the tears on his clothes, and then turned them over carefully.

Twelfth lunar month 23, although it is not the first acquaintance, but my heart is already moved. At that moment you stood in the courtyard, your smile was like the sunshine in the day, like the bright moon in the night, you are Haoyu, and I am just the dust in the dust.

You said you like joyful stories, I would like to secretly write joyful stories for you day and night for the rest of my life, and wish you a safe and happy life.

The first page that catches the eye does not have too touching love words, but every word and every word is my own.

Lin Xuesong couldn't stop crying, and burst into tears in grief, he was too slow, why didn't he see Tan Jingyuan's intentions, and thought that he didn't like him.

He is really a big fool, so he really believed his nonsense. He obviously loved him so much, but he couldn't see it. He was so stupid.

Lin Xuesong covered his mouth and cried hoarsely. This time, even Lin's father and Lin's mother who stood outside the door could hear the difference this time. It was really painful to the extreme.

There are almost ten books in a box, each of which is extremely thick, much thicker than the books published by Tan Jingyuan himself, it can be seen that he has been writing for himself every night for the past six months.

But he had to write other manuscripts during the day, no wonder he was always sleeping when he went to him, it turned out that he was too dull.

Lin Xuesong, Lin Xuesong, how do you deserve such a good person? You are a heartless fool who vetoes other people's sincerity at will. You are nothing but rich.

Lin Xuesong hugged the book and cried very sadly. He couldn't imagine how depressed Tan Jingyuan was in the past six months. He hid his love all day long, and he could only express it in the book when there was no one in the dark night.

If Yushu hadn't given him the box, he might never have known what he wanted in his life.

"Tan Jingyuan, you fool, if you don't tell me, how would I know, you are so cunning, why don't you act in an opera if you are so good at acting."

As Lin Xuesong spoke, he slapped the box again, wishing to slap it to death. It looked fierce, but it was extremely gentle when it fell on the box.

At night, after Tan Jingyuan finished writing a new book, he went to his library, but couldn't find his box. He frowned, looked at Tan Yushu who was embroidering in the room, and asked, "Xiaoshu, Have you seen my box?"

Tan Yushu was startled by Tan Jingyuan's words, and the needle tip pricked the back of her hand. The pain was so painful that she dared not make a sound, and her forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

……

Xu Shuizhou is making winter clothes for his two children. Once September is over, it will be cold in October. The winter clothes should not be sloppy, but his heart is always up and down, and he is always a little uncomfortable.

"oops."

One step carefully, the needle pricked crookedly and stuck on his finger, the bright red blood couldn't stop pouring out, Xu Shuizhou frowned from the pain, and couldn't hold back his breath.

"Why are you so careless?"

When Jiang Jingyuan saw Xu Shuizhou's finger, he put it in his mouth without saying a word, and used his saliva to disinfect him.

Xu Shuizhou pulled out his fingers in a stupid way, but didn't twitch. Being held tightly by Jiang Jingyuan, he lowered his head shyly and panicked, and murmured, "My hands are dirty. I just wiped my child's butt. It may be a little dirty. .”

Jiang Jingyuan, "..."

Putting down Xu Shuizhou's hand, Jiang Jingyuan touched that delicate and gentle hand, put it into his nose and sniffed carefully,

"There is no peculiar smell, and there is no contamination. Ah Zhou's hands are still very clean."

I can't tell even if it smells...

Xu Shuizhou unbelievingly put his hand back under his nose to sniff lightly, and looked at Jiang Jingyuan with suspicious eyes, "There is a sour smell obviously."

Jiang Jingyuan's face turned red suddenly, and he turned his head to one side. Ah Zhou is becoming more and more stupid now, and he doesn't even save face for me.

"Well, the child's taste is good."

Xu Shuizhou's eyebrows were curved, his smile was like a flower, his charming teeth were slightly exposed, and his two honey-like dimples were smudged, making Jiang Jingyuan intoxicated.

Before he made a move, without leaning his upper body, he lowered his head to Jiang Jingyuan's chin, and gently put his lips on Jiang Jingyuan's.

His playful tongue was swimming back and forth on Jiang Jingyuan's thin lips, like a cheerful fish. When Jiang Jingyuan's thin lips were slightly opened, he wanted to imprison the fish, but he flicked it and pulled it away. by his side.

Xu Shuizhou smiled lowly when he saw Jiang Jingyuan's deflated appearance, and the tenderness between his brows was like water, enough to make Jiang Jingyuan wish to indulge in his tenderness for a lifetime.

"This way you won't be embarrassed, and I will share the joys and sorrows with you."

Xu Shuizhou's eyelashes were slightly raised, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In fact, he was also very flirtatious, but Jiang Jingyuan didn't give him a chance to show it off.

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly realized when he saw Xu Shuizhou's smile. It turned out that his A Zhou was a black-bellied person who knew everything in his heart but pretended not to know.

"My husband, how many seductive methods do you still have? Just try them out, so that you can experience them for your husband."

Jiang Jingyuan squinted his eyes, and the narrow ends of his eyes were like a hunter wanting to hunt down the lovely girl in front of him, leaning into his neck, wanting to deepen the unfinished kiss just now.

Xu Shuizhou cunningly slipped away from Jiang Jingyuan's side, leaving Jiang Jingyuan in vain.

"My husband is obviously very clear about my means, why bother to ask him?"

As Xu Shuizhou spoke, he gave Jiang Jingyuan a wink, extremely charming, his pitiful little face was so radiant that one couldn't help but want to kiss Fangze.

Jiang Jingyuan raised his eyebrows, moved closer to Xu Shuizhou's side again, and whispered in his ear, "Fu Lang's tricks are endless. As a husband, I can always experience a sense of freshness. Now the night is bright and the stars are sparse, and the moon is high. Lang can use one or two layers to let the husband take a look."

The smile on the corner of Xu Shuizhou's mouth became more and more sweet, like a piece of honey trying to wrap Jiang Jingyuan, and slowly moved to Jiang Jingyuan's cheek.

Jiang Jingyuan's stomach was hot and his heart stopped suddenly, looking forward to Xu Shuizhou's next step.

Xu Shuizhou's cheeks were getting closer and closer, but he didn't go towards Jiang Jingyuan's cheeks, but went around his cheeks and came to Jiang Jingyuan's ear.

With a flushed face, she exhaled like blue, "Husband, I just gave birth, and my body hasn't recuperated yet."

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky, everything was ready and the last step was missing, but you told me, can't you? ? ? ?

"Hahahahaha..."

Xu Shuizhou smiled heartily, and the sly smile on his face became more and more obvious.

The author has something to say: Actually, I don’t think what I wrote is sad, um, it’s still sweet. When I saw the little angel crying, I feel sorry for you to touch and pass the tissue.

If you think it's really bitter, just bite me, pear!sweet!You are sweet.

I just want to collect a small cookie in advance. If you are interested, please help me to collect it.

"I Became a Hunter in Ancient Times"

Fang Zhendong is a coach of a shooting club. With a house, a car and savings, he accidentally travels back to ancient times, and knows nothing but being strong.

In order to live, he had no choice but to pick up a bow and arrow and become a hunter in the deep mountains.

Shot a pheasant on the first day, wouldn't do it (disappointed)

Hit a hare the next day, won't do (disappointed)

Day three...

Fang Zhendong was angry when he saw the little smoke from the kitchen below the mountain, and the scent that seemed to be wafting in, which seemed to be absent!

Can you stop cooking at the foot of the mountain, you are tempting me!

Shuang'er who was cooking under the mountain shuddered, who is nagging me?

Strong and strong, can do nothing (attack) × Renbihuajiao can do everything (shou) (it is good looks, not character)

The first time Fang Zhendong saw Shen Ruoxi, he was holding a bowl and eating in small mouthfuls. He was so beautiful that he couldn't say anything. He, who had been hungry for three days, stared straight at - that bowl of rice!

Shen Ruoxi always knew that she was beautiful, but it was the first time in her life that she felt a little uncomfortable being stared at directly, so he made a decision to give him the meal!

If he doesn't look right at me, he likes me...

He took the initiative to give me food because he likes me...

So the two made their own moves in order to make each other give up.

Give him the useless dishes, disgusting him.

Throw the killed chicken at his door, and stay away from me in the future.

Early the next morning, the two opened the door at the same time.

Shen Ruoxi exclaimed: He gave me a chicken, he really likes me!

Fang Zhendong exclaimed: He gave me a meal, and he really likes me!

The two who have hated each other for a year are finally married. The villagers in Caomiao Village are overjoyed. The two who show their love are finally married. If they continue to show off, they will beat someone!

After getting married, all the villagers in Caomiao Village said, "Wow, God, hurry up and take these two away, and consider their unmarried cubs who are about to be shown autism."