The little fool also has to take the imperial examinations

Yang Ye went to the barren hills. Today's barren hills are not just weeds as before, but saplings have already been planted on them, including fruit trees that Yang Ye gave birth to for Fuzi to plant.

He also poured a lot of energy into the fruit trees. Visible to the naked eye, the saplings looked greener and denser, but he couldn't overdo it, too much change would hit people's eyes.

After dealing with it, Yang Ye went home, and Fuzi was chatting with the little fool in the yard.

"Little fool, what are you looking at?" Fuzi approached, the little fool was holding a book in his hand, when he heard Fuzi ask, he raised his head, he said, "Book."

"I know it's a book, what kind of book?" Fuzi asked again.

Little fool: "Zuo Zhuan"

"What?" Fuzi didn't know a lot of Chinese characters, and he had never even heard of the books that the little fool read.

The little fool thought for a long time and didn't know how to explain it to Fuzi. Fuzi continued to ask, "Can you read and write?"

The little fool nodded.

Fuzi: "My name is Hu Fu, can you write?"

The little fool finished writing on the ground with a branch instead of a pen. Fuzi looked at it carefully and said, "Hey, so this is my name."

"You want to learn." Yang Ye's voice suddenly sounded, and Fuzi scratched his head in embarrassment, "Brother Ye, I just want to know my name. After living for more than ten years, my name looks like this."

"If you want to learn, let him teach you later."

"Really?"

Yang Ye nodded. The little fool usually has no playmates. Everyone in the college thinks he is a fool and doesn't want to get too close to him. Fuzi has a lively temperament. Letting him play with the little fool can also change the character of the little fool.

In the afternoon, Yang Ye specially made steamed buns and fried meatballs. First, he packed some and gave them to Aunt Wu's house next door, thanking her for helping him keep an eye on the house during this time.

Aunt Wu smiled from ear to ear when she saw that it was a fat, white bun. Although the Mid-Autumn Festival was going to be celebrated, the farm family would buy some meat and flour to celebrate at home, and the rest of the festivals were only celebrated by wealthy families in the city. Cook a la carte at most at home.

Seeing that there were still meatballs, Aunt Wu hurriedly said: "It's too expensive, I just looked at your house when I was free, and I didn't do anything."

Aunt Wu felt more and more that Yang Ye knew how to behave better than before, and he looked much less ruffian in the past, but now he seemed to be a handsome young man as long as he didn't talk about the past.

Yang Ye: "It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival and I have made a lot, and I will send it to the village chief later.

"That's fine, my aunt will accept it." There are still children at home, and they don't eat or treat them badly. Aunt Wu accepted it, and suddenly thought that she almost missed something: "By the way, there was a birth two days ago." Face, thug face, swaying in front of your yard, I went up and asked him, and he ran away in fright."

Yang Ye's eyes flashed, he thanked Aunt Wu with a smile, and went to the village chief's house. Yang Ping dragged him into the house and asked him where he had been during this time.

Yang Ye didn't hide it, and told him about sending the little fool to study in the academy. Yang Ping was completely stunned when he heard that, he opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't say it, and swallowed it.

Yang Ye and Yang Ping chatted a little, "Uncle Yang Ping, how is the harvest in the mountains?"

Yang Ping sighed and shook his head: "I don't know what's wrong, the mountains are not peaceful recently, a few days ago a villager actually encountered a wild boar outside the forest, and almost died!"

"The wild boar is not in the deep mountains, how could it suddenly run out when it's all right?"

"I don't know either. I plan not to go to the mountains for a few days, but to wait for a while."

Yang Ye nodded, he left the buns and meatballs behind, Yang Ping watched him fill a big bowl, and exclaimed, "Brother Ye, why did you send so many?"

"I bought too much. There is still a lot left at home. Brother Rui and I can't finish it. I'm afraid it will be ruined."

Yang Ping swallowed the words of refusal. Farmers love food, and he doesn't accept it. Yang Ye and the two of them can't finish eating at home. It's a pity if it breaks.

While it was still daylight, Fuzi returned home, and he said that he would come over early tomorrow to study with the little fool.

Yang Ye said to the little fool, "You are also a master."

The little fool looked confused.

In the evening, the two of them washed their feet and went to bed. The moon outside was getting rounder and rounder as the Mid-Autumn Festival approached. The little fool looked out of the window, and suddenly a shooting star flashed across the sky, and the little fool's dark eyes also flashed a bright light. He pointed to the sky and told Yang Ye look.

"I see, it's a shooting star." The corners of Yang Ye's lips were bent, he didn't know what he was thinking, and the corners of his lips curled up a bit, he leaned into the little fool's ear and said with a bit of mischief: " You can't point your fingers at the moon, or your ears will be cut off."

After he finished speaking, he pinched the little fool's ears. The little fool was really frightened. He immediately withdrew his hand, covered his ears, and looked at him pitifully for help.

Yang Ye laughed loudly, and did not explain that what he said was not true.

But seeing that he was so frightened, he closed the window tightly, and said to the little fool, "Don't worry, it can't get in."

The little fool couldn't fall asleep at all, and kept his eyes open until midnight, when he heard noises outside, he was so frightened that he curled up into a ball and hugged Yang Ye.

Did the moon send someone to cut off his ears?

The more the little fool thought about it, the more frightened he became.

The little fool pushed Yang Ye's body, woke Yang Ye up, and said in a low voice, "The moon is here to cut my ears—"

Just as Yang Ye was about to say that he was lying, he heard rustling noises outside.

Something is wrong!

Yang Ye woke up instantly after dozing off, there was someone outside!

Yang Ye stood up abruptly, and listened carefully again. Sure enough, someone was trying to resist.

"Shut up!" Yang Ye whispered.

"I'm afraid—"

"It's not the moon, it's the thief—"

Yang Ye stuffed him under the quilt, the little fool showed his head and watched Yang Ye get off the bed carefully, and took a stick by the bed.

After hearing what Aunt Wu said today, he prepared a stick while he was sleeping. ,

He goes to the door.

"Can you hurry up!" the man lowered his voice and growled.

Yang Ye sounded familiar.

"Keep your voice down, you want to wake people up?!" Another man said,

"You are moving too slowly."

"Hehe... You know that you are watching from the sidelines. I am the one doing the work. What right do you have to say about me?"

"Stop arguing, we are not here to steal money, what if we wake people up?" Another voice came from another person.

"What are you afraid of? I guess Yang Ye is sleeping right now. We'll go in and beat him to death later!"

The first to speak spoke again with vicious words.

There are three people outside!

Yang Ye's pupils shrank, and he tightened the stick in his hand, hehe, he actually wanted to kill him!Then let's see who is more ruthless!

"It's open." Someone shouted happily.

The moment the door bolt fell to the ground, Yang Ye raised his stick high.

The door opened, and under the moonlight three long shadows entered the room.

A stern look flashed across Yang Ye's eyes, who was hiding in the shadow behind the door.