It's not scary to travel through a book, you can change your fate as a cannon fodder by yoursel

Brother Tian Runze was good in every way, but unfortunately, he was born out of wedlock. His stepmother's family was powerful, and his father could not protect the mother and son at all. They were often beaten and abused.

He is good-looking, smart, and willing to work hard. He passed the examination for a scholar at the age of thirteen and has a good chance of passing the next provincial examination. The illegitimate son is so capable that he is a thorn in the eyes of his stepmother. She can't face him, so she starts to make things difficult for his mother. His father can't control him and can only smooth things over.

Tian Runze is gentle and elegant, Ouyang Hua is chic and unrestrained, and Weng Xiaoxiao is quirky. It is truly a fate that these three people with such different personalities and backgrounds can become friends.

"Brother Tian, ​​if you have any difficulties, please tell us brothers. We will help if we can."

Tian Runze's fair cheeks flushed slightly. He was too ashamed to complain to his brothers about the mess in his family. He just hoped to rise to prominence soon. He didn't ask for wealth, but only for the ability to save his mother and let her live a comfortable life for a few days.

"It's the same old story. I'm your mother, but I've been punished to copy scriptures again, and I'm copying them on my knees in the ancestral hall."

In this tragic old society, women have a hard time as concubines. Is it better for the wife to not be loved by the man? If you have the ability, punish the culprit! It's just women making things difficult for women.

Weng Xiaoxiao didn't express these feelings, it was useless! Moreover, she was a "man" now, so she couldn't speak too much in the direction of a woman.

"Brother Tian, ​​if you interfere too much in the affairs of the harem, it will only backfire. Sometimes you can only watch." Ouyang Hua sympathized with Tian Runze's situation, but he could not help. His mother would punish concubines, but she was relatively lenient with his half brothers and half sisters.

"Brother Tian, ​​since we are all copying Buddhist scriptures, why don't you ask your mother to go to the nunnery to copy them?"

Tian Runze didn't understand what Weng Xiao meant for a moment and stared blankly.

"You might as well contact a quiet nunnery and invite your aunt to stay there for a while. Although the nunnery is simple, it is free from worldly disturbances. It is also a period of national mourning, and quiet retreat can also help your uncle gain a good reputation as an official. Your uncle will agree."

The idea has been put forward, but whether they can endure this hardship and whether they are willing to do it depends on themselves. If they would rather be beaten and punished at home, then there is nothing they can do, they can only endure it until Tian Runze has a promising future.

"Great! I'll contact the nunnery right away." Tian Runze quickly understood what Weng Xiaoxiao meant. He naturally wanted to do this and had long wanted to bring his mother out.

Weng Xiaoxiao stopped Tian Runze who was standing up and said, "Brother Tian, ​​don't worry. The nunnery is right there and you can't run away. You have to convince your family first."

Upon hearing this, Tian Runze fell down on his seat.

It's easy to deal with his father, and his stepmother probably won't stop him. But he is unsure about his biological mother.

If she refused to leave, it would only be because she was worried about him.

"If they are worried about you, there is no need to worry. You are your mother's weak spot, and your mother is also yours. Whoever can come out should come out. It is unnecessary to waste time in there. Of course, this depends entirely on your mother's decision. Maybe she has other ideas."

Ouyang Hua looked at Weng Xiao in confusion, "You are also from a wealthy family, right? Otherwise, how would you know all this?"

I don’t want to talk too much about my life story, so I just said a few simple words. If I didn’t say anything, we wouldn’t be friends.

I knew that Weng Xiao had a story, but I didn't expect that he was the most miserable one. His father didn't want him anymore, and his mother is dead. He really has no home, and I'm not just saying this out of anger.

"I'm sorry to bring up your sad story."

"It doesn't matter. I'm not sad anymore."

this......

Ouyang Hua didn't respond for a moment.

"There's nothing to do with the debate over there. Come with me to look at the house." Weng Xiaoxiao didn't want the atmosphere to become dull because of this.

"You want to buy a house?"

"Well, I like this small yard. I really don't like the place I rented before."

There are too many people in the family next door, coming in and out all day long, either quarreling or having children crying. It is as noisy as a vegetable market. Weng Xiaoxiao has reached the point where she can no longer tolerate it.

"Brother Weng, how do you make money? Can you please tell me?"

Weng Xiaoxiao looked at Tian Runze with an idiotic expression. Looking at this face that was more beautiful than a girl's, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Brother Tian, ​​do you really not know? Or are you pretending?" Ouyang Hua was also puzzled.

"I really don't know. Did you tell me? I thought it was Weng Xiao's family who gave him living expenses, but since his family is in such a state, it's impossible for them to give him more money."

Ouyang Hua nodded. Fortunately, he was not a complete idiot.

"I make money by writing storybooks. Let me make it clear that these are formal storybooks, not obscene lyrics or songs. Brother Ouyang has read them."

Storybook?

Not read it.

As soon as Weng Xiaoxiao saw Tian Runze's expression, she knew that he was a good student and had never read those miscellaneous books.

"Brother Tian, ​​how come you, such a simple and good student, became friends with the two of us? It's really weird. Let me think about how we met in the first place..."

Weng Xiaoxiao pouted unhappily, "Did we steal or rob? They are all good young men with ideas and substance."

“Yes, yes…”

"Brother Tian, ​​I write stories to kill time, not articles for imperial examinations. I have also written some travel notes, but storybooks are more profitable."

After hearing this, Tian Runze understood.

He knew only that he had to study hard since he was young, and he dared not neglect it at all. He hoped that if he could study well and recite fluently, he could get praise from his father and make his mother's life easier.

Ouyang Hua called the waiter to settle the bill, and they left the teahouse.

The arguing behind them continued, but no one paid any attention.

......

The house that Weng Xiaoxiao liked was located in a slightly remote area. Although the houses in this area were semi-old, the streets were clean and tidy, and the residents were all relatively well-off people. There were no slums where people lived together.

"The surrounding environment is okay, and there shouldn't be any problem with public security." Ouyang Hua has never done these things himself, but he has not been here for nothing. He is not like Tian Runze, who only knows how to study hard.

It has its own gate and courtyard, three main rooms, two side rooms, and a lush magnolia tree in the courtyard.

It's nice to live here alone.

Tian Runze was a little jealous. If he could afford to buy a house, his wife wouldn't have to live in a nunnery. "Weng Xiao, how much is this house?"

"The asking price is 160 taels, and I've gotten 130 taels, which is probably about right. I'm waiting for the real estate agent's reply."

"I don't know the price, but I can find someone to check your background. There's nothing involved. It's good as long as you have a clean record."

"Brother Ouyang, thank you, I'm very grateful." Weng Xiaoxiao bowed to express her gratitude. She really needed this help.

Ouyang Hua waved his hand. Although his father was marginalized, his family, who was born and raised in Yangzhou City, still had some power. His cousin was most familiar with the affairs of the market, so he could just ask him.