Datang broom star

Wang Laoliu hummed, Wang San'er kicked him down, and then shouted: "Bring the stick!"

Wang Laowu came out of the house, brought a wooden stick over, and shrunk his neck.

Wang San'er took the stick and began beating his son severely.

bang bang bang bang

Wang Laoliu rolled and screamed on the ground, Jia Pingan was speechless, but Yang Deli who rushed over took it for granted, "I just didn't want him to be beaten by the family, so I didn't say it. Otherwise, the man of Tang Dynasty will farm the land for nothing." If you are promising, go to the army, go to fight, and come back with meritorious service for your family. My family will look down on anyone who steals chickens and dogs!"

"The descendants of the Wang family can do whatever they want, but they can't steal!" Wang San'er beat his son severely, dropped the wooden stick, and said decisively: "Next time there is such a thing, I will give you a discount!"

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands at Jia Pingan, and said with piercing eyes: "This old man is unreasonable. If you still want to beat him, Ping An, just do it."

Jia Pingan glanced at the yard, it was empty and there was nothing.

Wang Laoliu is the youngest son, with five elder brothers on his head, and a family of six sons. The life of this family is really difficult.

Jia Pingan shook his head, then turned and went back.

Only then did Wang Laowu come out and said, "Aye, Jia Ping'an looked like he wanted to kill someone before, but my child has never seen him like this before. It seems that he was pretending to be stupid in the past!"

Wang San'er kicked Wang Laoliu up, and then sighed: "He has been said to be unlucky since he was a child, and no one cares about him. He can't study well, and he can't do farming. This kind of young man is either a rascal, or Be as ruthless as a wolf, be ruthless to yourself, and be ruthless to others.”

Wang Laowu sniffed and said, "Aye, when Jia Ping'an's mother was leaving, she yelled so badly that she made Yang Deli swear that she must take good care of Jia Ping'an. Everyone in the village heard that. I had a nightmare, dreaming that Jia Ping'an's mother said that a certain bullied her son and wanted to strangle a certain "

"How can parents not care about their own children? Even if they are about to die, they are not thinking about themselves, but about their children." Wang San'er turned around, and seeing Wang Laoliu standing there baring his teeth, he frowned and said, "It hurts? "

Wang Laoliu shrank his neck, "Does it hurt?"

Wang San'er scolded: "Seeing that other people's lives are easier, you just farm the land to earn money with all your heart, steal and rob, that's a beast!"

Wang Laoliu bowed his head to admit his mistake, and finally said, "Aye, but our family is really poor!"

It is not just Wang Laoliu's family that is poor in Huazhou, but many other families.

When Jia Ping returned home, Yang Deli sat in the yard in a daze.

"Cousin, what's for dinner?" Jia Ping'an ate dry food most of the time, and the birds faded out of his mouth, wishing he could have a big pot of mutton.

"The mutton is stewing!" Yang Deli looked up, and then looked down at his hemp shoes, "Ping An, you were afraid of getting into trouble before, and my aunt asked me to practice the knife, and I knew that I wanted me to protect you."

Jia Pingan sat down slowly.

He didn't know the specific situation of the original body, and it was not easy to ask. It would be great if Yang Deli was willing to speak at the moment.

"When my aunt was alive, she often watched you study. At that time, my aunt was the most proud. She said that you would definitely be successful in the future, and maybe she would even get the title of wife!"

The so-called wife's name refers to Jia Ping'an's ability to give his mother a title if he can be a promising official.

Jia Pingan tried hard to think of a kind peasant woman, but after all, he couldn't put his feelings into it.

He nodded and said seriously, "Sometimes."

If he wants to pursue the title, he can only be possible if he becomes a high-ranking official or makes great contributions.

Yang Deli sniffed, "I used to protect you, but now you are protecting me. It's safe, if it doesn't work, let me separate and go out."

He was a little uneasy.

This kind of anxiety comes from his cousin's emerging talent. He feels that he is a drag, worthless, and shouldn't enjoy all this.

Jia Pingan frowned and said, "But you have been taking care of XX these past few years. Do you want XX to be an ungrateful person?"

Yang Deli was at a loss, Jia Pingan sighed: "There are so few trustworthy people in this world, if you are not here, I am afraid that someone's money will be coaxed away."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Yang Deli immediately got excited, and said with piercing eyes: "Who dares?"

Ha ha!

Jia Pingan felt that Yang Deli's spirit was cheered up by what he said, and he was really handsome.

"Is the mutton ready?" He was a little hungry.

"Oops." Yang Deli got up and ran to the kitchen. When the mutton came later, Jia Pingan counted it, but it was only more than ten pieces.

Yang Deli was talking about the arrangement while drinking the soup, "I bought some vegetables earlier, and I will cook them with mutton soup tomorrow morning, and add some tofu in it, it's really nice!"

Jia Pingan: ""

Yang Deli happily ate a piece of mutton, chewed it carefully, then swallowed it, and said with a satisfied face: "Boil the bones a few more times, didn't you say that you need to eat well to grow your body? Have a bowl of mutton before going to bed at night. Soup, lying on the bed, the mutton soup in my stomach was moving back and forth, gurgling, and I fell asleep after listening to it.”

Because Lao Xu was going to Chang'an to attend Li Zhi's enthronement ceremony, Jia Pingan was going to rest at home for a few more days, and after he came back, he would discuss how to get the people of Huazhou out of poverty and become rich.

According to the time, Lao Xu should be leaving today, so Jia Pingan sat and read a book leisurely under the big tree in the village.

Under the big tree, the morning breeze was blowing, and Jia Ping'an felt very comfortable. He couldn't help but feel that poetry was flourishing, so he searched his brains to think of some poems suitable for the occasion.

After thinking for a while, he thought of a poem, "Who abandons me, shall not keep the day of yesterday"

The recitation of this poem by Li Bai was very popular, and Jia Pingan just felt like a spring breeze was blowing on his face, and he was quite complacent, so he sent someone to cheer him up.

Jia Ping'an couldn't help feeling a little melancholy when he thought that he was reciting these famous poems through the ages, but no one cared about them.

It seems that the atmosphere is wrong!

Jia Ping'an suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little somber, and couldn't help being very strange.

He is an optimist. In his previous life, he liked joking with his friends the most, making pranks and so on. If he couldn't have fun, how could he be depressed?

After thinking about it for a long time without any result, Jia Pingan wondered: "Does a certain month have such a few days?"

It is rumored that men also have a few days of emotional problems every month, and it will be fine after that.

After figuring this out, he couldn't help but praise himself for his erudition, and when he looked up, he saw a blank face.

"Emissary?" Jia Pingan was taken aback, jumped up and wanted to shoot a scroll, but fortunately he stopped it in time.

Old Xu stood there, and said dumbly: "Tell me, what did you gain from wandering around Huazhou this time?"

wrong!

Old Xu's mood is wrong!

Only now did Jia Pingan realize that the gloomy emotions he had noticed earlier came from Xu Jingzong.

"Shouldn't you be leaving for Chang'an now, Shijun?" Jia Ping'an was a little moved, "You even came to visit a certain person before leaving, Shijun is so righteous!"

Old Xu is so loyal!Turn around and ask Yang Deli to give more slices of mutton.