At the beginning of the famine, I became famous all over the world with my useless system

Lin Bufan took a step back suddenly, almost standing at the door, looking as vicious as a vicious dog with bared teeth.

"Since the head of your family is not here, what qualifications do you two yellow-haired brats have to talk to me?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Gu Sihe's voice suppressing his voice and said, "Uncle, take care. Take care all the way!"

The tone sounded really familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had heard it before.

Lin Bufan gritted his teeth and finally took nothing and could only walk away.

Gu Sanmu sent his uncle to the door and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing his uncle completely disappear.

I don't know if my uncle will come tomorrow, and I don't know what my mother and the others are doing now...

When Lin Bufan was halfway there, he suddenly realized where he had heard Gu Sihe's strange accent before.

Those are the words of the Taoist priest who guides people at funerals!

This brat actually dared to curse himself to death!

Lin Bufan was so angry that he almost turned around to teach him a lesson, but then he thought that since his sister was not around, he could not get any advantage from him, so it would be better to wait until tomorrow to settle the score!

...

In town now.

As the sun rises, the familiar dry and sultry heat tightly wraps Anping Town, and the nose and throat feel dry and spicy every time I breathe.

Lin Qing swallowed with some difficulty, feeling that the soup he had just drunk had turned into sweat and evaporated completely.

Standing at the intersection of the snack street, Gu Ermiao asked with a hiccup, "Mom, where are we going next?"

Lin Qing seemed to be lost in thought. After a moment, he said, "Did you two just hear them talking about the City God Temple giving out porridge?"

Gu Ermiao suddenly realized something, opened his eyes wide and said, "I remember they said the Jia family was giving out porridge!"

Lin Qing nodded: "That's right! But I'm afraid it's too late today. Why don't we stay in town for one night and go check it out tomorrow morning."

Gu Damao was a little worried.

"I just heard that the City God Temple is packed with people in the late night, but the earliest bus we can get to town is the same as today, so I'm afraid we're too late.

"So we'll have to stay in town tonight. Only Miki and the others will be left at home at night. What if they run into any danger..."

Lin Qing smiled and said, "Don't worry, we'll pick them all up in a while!"

Gu Ermiao was very happy to hear that the family could be reunited in town.

The three of them walked slowly towards the noodle stall while talking and chatting. Gu Ermiao looked at his mother's face, cleared his throat and said, "Mom, I have something I want to discuss with you."

Lin Qing signaled him to just say it.

When Lin Qing heard that Gu Ermiao had decided to become an apprentice at Qian's preserved fruit shop, she was very impressed, but she still guided him, "Don't you want to go to the noodle stall again?"

Gu Ermiao shook his head and said, "Today I met the Tang family's steward at the preserves shop. He seemed very familiar with Manager Qian. But the noodle stall owner, a scoundrel old man, was harassing him and he had no way to deal with him..."

"So in my opinion, staying with Manager Qian will allow me to meet more dignitaries and get more timely information."

A narrow glint flashed in Lin Qing's eyes.

"You're still young. If you have your own ideas, just go for it. Besides..."

Lin Qing paused, looking very serious.

"I think Shopkeeper Qian will offer you more wages than Shopkeeper Yu."

Gu Damao and Gu Ermiao were both stunned on the spot.

They didn't expect that their mother's support was based on such a reason. For a moment, they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After laughing, Gu Ermiao let out a long sigh.

"But this way I have to stay in town and won't be able to go home often, and I won't be able to help if there are any problems at home."

The smile on Gu Damao's lips faded, and he immediately took over the conversation.

"There's me, my two younger brothers, and Yuan Xin at home. Could it be that we're all dead? You can go without any worries."

"..."

Gu Ermiao was even more speechless.

How come he didn't realize that his elder brother's words were so choking?

Let me go without worry, as if I was about to embark on the road to the underworld...

The mother and her two sons were walking and chatting, and when they arrived at the noodle stall, they found that Gu Changqing had been waiting there for a long time, holding a book in his hand and reading it carefully, with a transcendent state of mind of "being in a bustling city but having a calm mind".

Only when he got closer did he see clearly that what Gu Changqing was reading was Lin Qing's comments on the simulation policy paper.

Gu Changqing felt a shadow falling in front of him. He looked up and saw that it was them. He smiled and said, "Auntie, you came really early."

Lin Qing pulled out a stool and sat next to Gu Changqing. "Don't you have any classes today? Why are you here so early?"

Gu Changqing seemed a little embarrassed, but after a moment he came out with a tray.

"Well, although this is a bit embarrassing to talk about, I really have nothing to hide from my aunt. The Jia Mansion's poetry gathering this time will not only be attended by us, but also by other famous academies in Jizhou, and even the mysterious master of the Tang Mansion."

When Lin Ting heard that this poetry reading would be on such a large scale, his eyes moved slightly.

"So, the teachers and leaders have been busy these past two days... discussing the topic for the poetry gathering. When there are no tigers in the mountains, the monkeys will naturally become king, and we will be free."

When Gu Damao heard that the teacher of Songyang Academy would do such a despicable thing, he was disappointed and speechless.

He even began to consider, if he really had the opportunity to study in an academy in the future, would he still firmly choose Songyang Academy?

Gu Ermiao was a quick-witted person and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this cheating?"

Gu Changqing smiled bitterly and nodded.

“While I understand the teachers’ original intention of not wanting to lose to other colleges, I strongly disagree with this.”

"In that case, Brother Changqing, why don't you..."

Lin Qing hurriedly stopped Gu Ermiao, who was about to speak, and said, "Shopkeeper Yu's business is booming today. Since we're not eating, we should not bother him. If there's anything, let's go to his house to discuss it. Ermiao, go open the door first."

Gu Ermiao was a smart person, so he naturally understood his mother's intention.

I secretly thought that these scholars were really troublesome. They were stubborn and didn't know how to adapt. They didn't dare to speak directly when there was something on their mind. They only cared about their own worthless face.

So he stood up and said helplessly: "Okay, then mother, please come quickly!"

Several people entered the house one after another. Gu Changqing looked around the small courtyard and couldn't help sighing in his heart. He couldn't describe the feeling.

He could feel that every detail of the place was filled with his father's deep love for his son.

I wonder how much money my father spent to buy such a square and spacious courtyard and decorate it so carefully.

His consideration for himself is indeed touching, but no matter how much he loves his children, he should not use his uncle's pension or his aunt's money from selling her body as the foundation.

Fortunately, my father was not a bad person. He knew how to turn back from his mistakes, broke off the engagement, and returned all the ill-gotten gains to my aunt's family.

At this moment, Gu Changqing didn't know that Gu Dahuai not only failed to accomplish anything, but also prepared an even more immoral plan.

After sitting down in the study, Gu Changqing took off the sack from his shoulders, took out the account book and a bulging bag of silver and placed them on the table.