Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

This year passed quickly, and another beginning of spring passed. Xiao Kan, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, was longer than Song Yu's shoulders, and was close to Song Yu's ears.

"Master Yi, my nephew has understood everything I learned today, so my nephew will go to farm with Uncle Liu first." Xiao Kan put the spear in his hand aside.

"En." Song Yu continued to read the document in his hand without raising his head.

After getting permission, Xiao Kan poured a cup of tea for Song Yu and went out.

Last year, Heiyaozhai's economic income and expenditure were uneven, and Song Yu had just taken over and had no experience.

Later, after the wandering second master came back once, the two discussed a plan and decided to lead the Heiyao village to farm by themselves.

Heiyao village was originally a mountain bandit village that lived on foreign wealth. Most of the hundred people were old men with brute force, and the rest were women, children, old and weak. If it started farming, it would be unprecedented.

As soon as the decision was made, the old diehards who followed the old leader to start a business immediately stood up and resolutely opposed it.

The leader even pointed to Song Yu face to face and said: "You, Song Chongjinkong, have good skills, but you dare not lead people down the mountain to get rich! Are you here to be the head of the family or the emperor?"

At that time, if the second master, Guan Yao, hadn't arrived in time and fought with the group, Song Yu's temperament would probably not be able to come to the stage.

In the end, the plan was established. Headed by Heiyao Village Liu Wuye, he led the villagers to open up wasteland at the foot of the east mountain of Heiyao Village, and hoeed with self-generated lotus.

As it happened, Heiyaozhai attracted even more refugees, including many young women. Last year, there were several more marriages in Heyaozhai.

Today's Heiyao Village is like a rich paradise.

Xiao Kan went to the mulberry field with Liu Wuye. After working for a long time, it was almost evening, and the old and the young sat under the tree to rest.

"Have you not written yet, kid?" Liu Wuye asked suddenly.

Xiao Kan meditated, "It hasn't happened yet."

"You're not young anymore...the head of the family is gone, why didn't Chongjin give you a letter?" Fifth Master Liu stroked his beard.

"I never mentioned this to the righteous teacher," Xiao Kan said.

Fifth Master Liu's face was solemn, "You can tell him when you go back, even though he is not as good as the crown ceremony, a man of his age in the village should show his name."

"The younger generation will discuss it with the righteous teacher when they return home." Xiao Kan began to have some expectations in his heart.

Liu Wuye thought of something again, and said, "Chongjin is not young anymore, it's time for Mrs. Li to tell him about the marriage."

"Master Liu, why are you still thinking about the righteous teacher?" Xiao Kan was a little awkward.

"Chongjin has been in the village since he was ten years old, and I can be regarded as an old man who watched him grow up. When the head of the family is gone, there will always be someone to take care of him." Liu Wuye said thoughtfully.

Liu Wuye is also a very prestigious old man in Heiyao Village, if he really wants to do something, Song Yu will probably acquiesce.

Xiao Kan didn't know why, and immediately said: "Then, when the younger generation goes back and asks the meaning of the righteous teacher, it will be convenient for Master Liu and the righteous mother."

"It's okay, go back and ask, Chongjin has a thin skin, don't let him embarrass him." Liu Wuye said cheerfully.

Xiao Kan nodded, feeling a little stressed.

As the day approached West Mountain, Xiao Kan picked two radishes from the field and went back.

Since the field was opened, many households in Heiyao village stopped eating in the kitchen, and preferred to eat their own food in their courtyards. The kitchen has been reduced to a living place for those lonely elders without wives or children.

Xiao Kan was also like this, starting a fire in the Qingyu case and taking care of the three meals for the two of them.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, it started to rain immediately in the dark sky, and Song Yu was closing the windows of the wing room in the corridor.

"Teacher." Xiao Kan shook the rain from his hair.

Song Yu saw that the other party was covered in mud, and frowned, "Yes."

"I'll cook." Xiao Kan said holding up two radishes.

Song Yu didn't say anything. After watching the other party go to the backyard, he went back to his room.

Not long after, Xiao Kan made dinner and when he came to find Song Yu for dinner, he saw Song Yu falling asleep on the desk.

"Righteous teacher." Xiao Kan stood beside the other party and called in a low voice.

Song Yu didn't respond, and closed his eyes tightly. Xiao Kan looked at the text on the table, but it was just this year's calendar.

Today is the vernal equinox, and it is still raining at night outside the house.

The soft candlelight envelops the person at the desk, especially the silver stud button on the left ear, which is shining brightly.

Like a ghost, Xiao Kan stretched out his hand, touched the silver nail with his index finger, and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Righteous Master." Xiao Kan bent down slightly, moved closer, and called in the other's ear.

Song Yu frowned subconsciously, Xiao Kan immediately stood up straight, Song Yu then slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, it's time for dinner." Xiao Kan said nonchalantly.

Song Yu immediately straightened her back, straightened her posture, "Yes."

When he left the room, Song Yu saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, so he couldn't help chanting: "The rain is rushing, the mountains and streams are rising, and the clouds and mountains are low."

"In this situation, you should recite Du Zimei's "Happy Rain on a Spring Night"." Xiao Kan stood beside the other party, watching the rain together.

Song Yu was a little unaccustomed to it, but it was rare for him to look relaxed, "What my nephew said is exactly."

"Good rain knows the season, when spring is here,

Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently.

The wild paths are all dark, the river boats are brightly lit,

Dawn looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city of brocade. "

Xiao Kan recited it silently in his heart, and then remembered that Song Yu's character was called 'Chong Jin', so he stared at Song Yu's side face and asked, "Did the character of Yishi be taken from Du Zimei's poem?"

"Yeah." Song Yu looked back at him.

"Righteous teacher." Xiao Kan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Let's write a letter to my nephew, Fifth Master Liu agrees."

Song Yu wasn't surprised at all, it was a matter of time, "Master Rong, think about it."

An idea came to Xiao Kan's mind and he said it immediately: "Can the righteous teacher also write the words for my nephew from Du Zimei's chapters and sentences?"

For some reason, Song Yu felt that the people around him had some expectations, but she still replied pertinently: "I will think about it later as a teacher."

"Yes." Xiao Kan was not in a hurry, "Master Yi, the food is getting cold."

Although Song Yu has never commented on Xiao Kan's cooking skills, he has to sigh in his heart many times that the taste of the dishes is more delicate than that of the kitchen.

Song Yu didn't eat much, and she was used to putting down her chopsticks as soon as she felt full.

Xiao Kan ate a lot, and it was time for him to grow. In about a year or two, he would be able to grow to Song Yu's size.

"Righteous teacher." Xiao Kan suddenly remembered what happened today, and asked hesitantly, "Master Liu asked my nephew to ask if you are considering getting married?"

Song Yu's face froze for a moment, "Why did he ask you to ask?"

"Just ask if it's convenient." Xiao Kan was still chewing, "Just give me an answer from the righteous teacher."

"This matter... the teacher will tell him. You are still young, so don't worry about it." Song Yu poured a cup of tea and took a sip.

However, Xiao Kan felt a little displeased, and his tone was calm, "Could it be that the volunteer teacher already has a female family member in his heart."

Song Yu pinched the teacup, couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him, and said lightly, "Master, I spend nearly five hours a day under your nose. When did my nephew ever see my master get close to women?"

At this time, Xiao Kan, although his face was expressionless, actually had some success in his heart, "Nephew, it's not appropriate to question the righteous teacher like this. If it wasn't for my nephew, the volunteer teacher would not have been unmarried."

"How did you learn to talk so eloquently that you can't let go of these little things?" Song Yu said helplessly, putting down her teacup.

"Why is it a small matter? The volunteer teacher's matter is a big matter to my nephew." Xiao Kan also put down his chopsticks.

Song Yu didn't want to continue, "This shouldn't be Lang Tong's worry."

"The voluntary teacher can only answer whether it is urgent marriage or not, and the nephew is also easy to deal with." Xiao Kan was serious.

Song Yu didn't want to get too entangled, and there was nothing else to do, so he replied casually: "Go back and tell Fifth Master Liu that you have your own sense of responsibility as a teacher, so don't bother him."

After getting the answer, Xiao Kan breathed a sigh of relief, "I will tell my nephew to tell him tomorrow."

Maybe a little happy, but also a little careless, Xiao Kan's foot under the table touched Song Yu's toe intentionally or unintentionally.

Immediately afterwards, the two suddenly fell silent with each other for a few seconds.

"Let's rest early after eating." Song Yu immediately retracted her feet.

Xiao Kan: "Is Uncle Yi impure tonight?"

"En." Song Yu said in a low voice.

"Okay." Xiao Kan didn't know what to say.

Song Yu didn't think about it any more, and got up and went out with a flick of his sleeves, leaving Xiao Kan to continue thinking about something.

When Xiao Kan was about to go to bed, the rain was much louder, and then he heard knocking on the door.

Xiao Kan immediately got up and went to open the door, only to see Song Yu standing outside in unlined clothes.

"Ye Shi?" Xiao Kan frowned, "Ye Shi, why are you wearing such thin clothes, you are easy to catch cold at night."

"No problem." Song Yu blinked slightly, "Come and ask this morning, did anyone still look for a teacher?"

Xiao Kan shook his head, "No one came."

"One more thing." Song Yu clasped his hands behind his waist.

"Teacher, please tell me."

Song Yu took a look at Xiao Kan, and then said, "I've already thought about the wording that I asked about today."

"Teacher, please give me the words." Xiao Kan's face was slightly happy.

"It just so happens that today is the vernal equinox and it is raining at night, which can be regarded as a fulfillment of Du Zimei's poem." Song Yujiao's beautiful face was a little gentle.

Xiao Kan couldn't wait in his heart, "Then what would the righteous teacher say to my nephew?"

"Jingyun." Song Yu said firmly.

"Jingyun, Xiao Jingyun." Xiao Kan read in a low voice, "The wild paths and clouds are all dark, but the river and boats are bright."

Song Yu inadvertently raised the corner of his mouth for a moment, "How?"

"Thank you volunteer teacher! Nephew...Jing Yun, I like it very much." Xiao Kan glanced at the other party and immediately lowered his head.

Song Yu felt relieved, "As long as you like it."

"Yes, it was given by the righteous teacher, and Jingyun is happy to win." Xiao Kan lowered his head and smiled.

Song Yu hummed for no reason, and then put his palm on the top of Xiao Kan's head.

Xiao Kan was immediately pinned, not daring to move, quietly feeling the temperature and weight of the hand above his head.

But within a few seconds, Song Yu withdrew his hand, "Okay, let's rest early."

Only then did Xiao Kan raise his head, and said solemnly: "Yes, please also ask the volunteer teacher to rest earlier."

After speaking, Song Yu turned his back and left.

Xiao Kan closed the door, leaned his back against the door and meditated for a long time, Xia Se couldn't help showing a knowing smile on his face.

The author has something to say: old rules, righteous teacher = righteous uncle