After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

After cleaning the kitchen, Chen Jinhua had to go cook porridge for Ye Laosi. Because they had eaten too late, the two of them were arguing in the room again. Now Ye Laosi couldn't take action, so Chen Jinhua became bolder and louder, each voice louder than the last.

Ye Xunqing pushed open the window and shouted, "Are you crazy? If you yell again, I'll poison you and make you mute!"

Things finally calmed down a lot over there, but the quarreling still didn't stop.

Ye Xunqing ignored them. He was checking his two younger brothers' homework today.

"Although Xiaobai's handwriting is not beautiful, it is very serious and worthy of praise." Ye Xunqing first commented on Ye Xunbai's handwriting.

After receiving the praise, Ye Xunbai's little face turned red, and under the light of the candle, he looked even rounder and cuter.

Ye Xunqing smiled and said, "Xiaobai has gained a little weight and grown taller."

Ye Xunbai said: "Xiaobai will definitely grow up quickly."

"No rush." ​​Ye Xunqing said, then looked at the book Mo Yuyan copied. "Xiaoyan, are you the printer? Not only did you copy so much, but every word was written very neatly. I can't find a single mistake in ten articles. You saved a lot of paper."

Ye Xunqing asked Mo Yuyan to copy what the boss wanted first. If he copied it wrong, he could keep the wrong one and copy his own. The book he read didn't need to be so detailed.

Mo Yuyan smiled after receiving the praise. He gestured and said, "This way you can save money, and if you copy quickly you can get paid quickly. I'll give you the money, and you won't have to work so hard."

"I'm enjoying it." After all, Ye Xunqing loved cooking. "At this rate, I'll be able to bring the book to the boss by the next big meeting."

Mo Yuyan nodded, "I'll do as you say."

Ye Xunqing put the copied pages into the drawer. "Okay, time to go to bed. Tomorrow I'm going to Wangjia Village to sell fried dough sticks, so I probably won't be back for lunch. If you can't cook well, you can eat what Chen Jinhua cooks. She wouldn't dare to refuse you food, would she?"

Ye Xunbai said: "Well, I understand, brother. You and Brother Heng should be careful and don't get hurt."

"Don't worry, I'm not a violent person." Ye Xunqing said.

The next morning, Feng Jingheng came with two baskets, each containing a jasmine flower.

Ye Xunqing spotted the jasmine flowers immediately. He picked up a flower and held it to his nose, sniffing, "What a nice smell! Where did it come from?"

"I picked them from Aunt Yu's house." Feng Jingheng said, "I just passed by her house and smelled the flowers. I thought you might like them, so I asked her for one."

Ye Xunqing did like things with fragrance, but he didn't expect that the original owner had the same hobby as him.

"Thank you, Ah Heng. I like it very much." Ye Xunqing took a breath of the floral fragrance with satisfaction.

Seeing how happy he was, Feng Jingheng planned to plant a few jasmine plants at home in the future, but it would be their own home.

Ye Xunqing explained everything and left twenty cents at home for Mo Yuyan and Ye Xunbai to use in an emergency before leaving with peace of mind.

"Brother is leaving, you have to stay at home and look after the house." Ye Xunqing touched Ye Xunbai's little head and said, "Xiaobai has to follow Brother Xiaoyan, understand?"

Ye Xunbai nodded and said, "Yes, I will be obedient."

Without the troublemakers of the Ye Dayong brothers, and without Ye Laosi and Chen Jinhua making things difficult, Ye Xunqing felt very relieved to leave them at home. Furthermore, the weather was too hot, and he was reluctant to let his two younger brothers go out to bask in the sun.

Feng Jingheng set off with fried dough sticks on his shoulder. They were going to Wangjia Village, which was relatively wealthy. People also heard that several families in Wangjia Village were building new houses, so maybe someone would buy fried dough sticks.

Wangjia Village has a flat terrain and abundant water resources. They have paddy fields and dry fields, but there are also large areas of lotus fields.

"It's lotus!" Ye Xunqing was attracted by the emerald green. He ran to the edge of the lotus field and smelled the scent of lotus leaves.

"I got up early and hurried on my way. On the way, I came across a lotus pond. Jade fungus was like stars, and my face was filled with the fragrance of lotus." Ye Xunqing chanted, "Ah Heng, you can also say a few words."

Feng Jingheng studied for a few years, but he could only recognize words and write. He could not compose poetry or essays.

"It's not that the lotus is beautiful, but that there is a beautiful woman beside it." Feng Jingheng's brain was about to explode when he came up with these two sentences. I wonder if Ah Qing will like it.

"Oh~" Ye Xunqing showed a meaningful smile, "Ah Heng is expressing his love to me, right?"

Feng Jingheng blushed like a cooked shrimp, "I..."

"I like Ah Heng, too." Ye Xunqing smiled brightly, "Ah Heng is my favorite person in the world!"

Feng Jingheng felt like he was going to faint from the heat. He shouted, "I...I like Ah Qing the most, too!"

"How shameless!" The romantic atmosphere disappeared in an instant. An old man holding a bamboo pole emerged from the lotus field with a sullen look on his face. "How shameless in broad daylight!"

Feng Jingheng immediately walked over to protect Ye Xunqing, "Sorry, we disturbed the old man."

"It's okay." Another person came out from the lotus field, holding fresh lotus flowers in his hand. Judging from his figure, he was a boy, and not young at all.

"Ruisheng, don't scare the children." The boy smiled gently.

The old man immediately shut up.

"Are you from Liujia Village or Yejia Village?" the boy asked again.

"Yejia Village." Feng Jingheng replied.

The man nodded slightly and broke off two large lotus leaves from the side. "It's hot, you can use the lotus leaves to block the sun."

Ye Xunqing took the lotus leaf and smiled sweetly, "Thank you, uncle."

The old man smiled until his face was wrinkled. "I'm already this old, and you still call me uncle?"

"Because the uncle is handsome." Ye Xunqing looked at this man carefully. He had an extraordinary temperament and elegant manners. He didn't look like an ordinary villager at all.

"What a good boy." The man gave him two more lotus flowers, one pink and one white. "The poem you just wrote is good, I like it very much. You can't take away the fragrance of the lotus in this pond, so I will give you two jade ganoderma flowers. May the fragrance follow you all the way."

"Thank you." After receiving the lotus, Ye Xunqing took a handful of fried dough sticks from the basket. "Gifts should be exchanged. You gave me the fragrance of flowers, and I gave you the fragrance of food."

The man accepted it and said, "My name is Xie Lingyin, and he is Jiang Ruisheng. We live in a wooden house nearby. If you are free, you can come and visit us."

"Of course." Ye Xunqing said, "Next time I make something delicious, I'll come and play with you, uncle."

Xie Lingyin seemed very happy, and he stuffed them with many more lotus flowers, filling the baskets.

Ye Xunqing and the others couldn't stay here for too long, so they said goodbye to Xie Lingyin and continued on to Wangjia Village.

"Aheng, do you know these two people?" Ye Xunqing asked.

Feng Jingheng said, "I've seen them, but I don't know them. They're very strange. They don't live in the village, but have always lived here. And that fierce old man is very powerful. He seems to know martial arts."

Ye Xunqing guessed: "Maybe he is a hermit."

Feng Jingheng said: "Maybe."

"These two people are definitely not ordinary people." Ye Xunqing's radar was ringing, "Next time, let's make some food that the elderly can eat and bring it to them. Maybe we can get a lot of useful things from them."