The sturdy life of crossing

"Brother Wen Yuan."

Jian Wenyuan carried two baskets and prepared to go out to the field. One basket was filled with canned water, soaked with wild chrysanthemum flowers to cool it, and the other basket contained large white flour meat buns, which were afternoon snacks. They were eaten on the ground without running back and forth. Hearing the sound outside, Jian Wenyuan looked up, and a person jumped off the bullock cart, and came to him in a blink of an eye.

The visitor wiped the sweat from his head, looked eagerly into the yard and asked, "Brother Wen Yuan, where is your brother?"

Jian Wenyuan put the two baskets on the ground, turned around and locked the courtyard door, put away the key, and said angrily: "My brother is not at home, no one is free to greet you, go back and forth wherever you go, our family can't afford to entertain you." .”

After speaking, regardless of the face of the visitor, he picked up two more baskets and continued walking, because the water jug ​​was too heavy, so he walked very slowly, fearing that he would bump into it too quickly and spill the water.

"Brother Wenyuan, don't leave. Where are you going? I'll carry it for you." The person who came snatched the basket containing the water jug, and suddenly sank in his hand. Good guy, it's heavy enough.

The relaxation is much faster now, Jian Wenyuan shook his empty arm, with a small expression on his face: "Want to know? Then follow up."

He swung his arms and strode forward. The meat buns didn’t have much weight, and there was free labor delivered to the door. In his brother’s words, it’s called unnecessary.

Don't blame him for not smiling at this person, who told him to be the classmate of that bastard Du Ze, Du Ze has broken off the engagement with their family, if there is any relationship left, it is enmity, even if he is with Du Ze's gang His good face.

Gan Yeshu was much older than Jian Wenyuan, and the weight of a can of water was still acceptable. After catching up with Jian Wenyuan's footsteps, he also guessed at this time: "This is sent to the field, is this the summer harvest? I was unlucky to catch up."

Gan Yeshu looked at Jian Wenyuan's expression while talking, hoping that he would give some reaction, but Jian Wenyuan still shook his arms with a very arrogant expression. Because of his posture, outsiders will mistakenly think that Jian Wenyuan is a young master, and Gan Ye Shushou is serving the young master, even though the material of his clothes is much better.

Gan Yeshu had no choice but to continue to find a way to talk: "Hey, brother Wenyuan, are you tired of me because of Du Ze?"

Jian Wenyuan stopped abruptly and turned around, glaring at Gan Yeshu angrily: "Yeah, I hate it, what do you think? We are a poor family, and we can't afford to entertain you rich children and great scholars. You have withdrawn from our family, what are you still doing here? We don’t have any relatives named Gan in our family.”

Jian Wenyuan is a big kid, and his mouth is much sharper than that of Jian's father. If Jian Leyang sees this scene, he will feel that he is a good brother.

Gan Yeshu's blushing face turned even better now, and he stammered: "No... no, I mean I didn't look down on your family, I didn't know before, it was Du Ze's engagement this time I didn’t know until it got out, I was worried about your brother, so I came here to take a look, Mrs. Jian has always been knowledgeable, and it was very helpful for me to give me a few pointers, this time I was able to pass the exam, thanks to Mrs. Jian’s advice.”

Jian Wenyuan raised his chin and let out a snort, turned around and continued walking, really driving people away, who would help him carry the water jug.

Gan Yeshu breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Jian Wenyuan would drive him away, and followed behind obediently like a little daughter-in-law.

When they reached the ground, Jian Wenyuan ran away: "Father, mother, grandpa, brother, I'm here to deliver water and buns."

Seeing the little grandson, Grandpa Zhao wiped the sweat off his forehead with a cloth towel, and shouted: "Brother Yang, let's go, drink water and eat steamed buns. You also stop, and eat something first." Behind him were three helpers.

"Thank you, little boss." The helpers looked at each other and laughed in unison to Jian Wenyuan who came over.

Jian Wenyuan threw the basket to his grandfather, ran to his brother, and said in a low voice, "Brother, that idiot Gan Yeshu is here. By the way, he said that he has also been admitted as a scholar."

Jian Leyang saw the young man coming this way, and flicked his younger brother's forehead with his hand: "He is a scholar, and he is still called a fool? Oh, you are a fool if you carry water for you? But he is coming here now what?"

Jian Leyang asked suspiciously as he walked towards the ridge. Gan Yeshu was a classmate Du Ze met after he left Yong'an Village School. He accompanied Du Ze to Jian's house a few times, but he never thought that he would go to Jian's house at this time, right? He said that from his point of view, Gan Yeshu is much more human than Du Ze.

Although he looks a bit stupid, but at this age, if he is a scholar, he can never be a fool. At least his IQ is not low. Jian Wenyuan's level will be enough in the future.

When they passed by, Gan Yeshu was talking to Grandpa Zhao. The Gan family ran a cloth village in Xinyang County. According to the rules of the officialdom, seeing Brother Jian Leyang approaching, he immediately looked over at him, the blush on his face still not fading.

"Yang, brother Yang, are you okay?" He stuttered again.

Jian Wenyuan graciously poured a bowl of water for his brother and brought it over. Jian Leyang drank it all in one go, looking very unrestrained, threw the bowl in Jian Wenyuan's hand, wiped his mouth and said, "Do you think I look like this? It's hot today. Well, I just want to finish the work in the field as soon as possible, how can the farmer have so much free time to think about it, grandpa, don't you think so?"

Father Jian originally had a good impression of this young man who came here with Du Ze, but now he pays close attention to him like Mother Jian, did he come here specially to see his brother Yang?Do you care about Brother Yang or come to see Brother Yang's jokes?If he dared to show any signs, the two would immediately drive him away.

Grandpa Zhao also drank a bowl of cold chrysanthemum tea, took a bite of the big meat bun and muttered in a vague voice: "That's right, our brother Yang is doing well, little scholar, don't talk nonsense, if you want to worry, you will worry about it. It’s raining, what should I do if I’m going to be dry?”

Grandpa Zhao's bull-eyed stare was quite bluffing, and Gan Yeshu looked a little scared. The more he spoke, the more nervous he became, and the more nervous he stammered: "No, no, no, I didn't mean that, I just..."

It's not hot, but it's about to sweat. Jian Wenyuan covered his mouth and poked his brother to see if he was a fool?

Jian Leyang glanced at him, and ordered him: "Go, pour a bowl of herbal tea for Gan Xiucai, Gan Xiucai, if you have something to say, speak slowly, if Gan Xiucai came here to have a look after hearing about my family retiring from the Du family, then Don't worry, I won't be able to live without him, Du Ze? You still have to work in the fields, isn't that what farmers do, there really isn't that kind of idle time that hurts spring and autumn."

Besides, he would be sad for a Du Ze?Not until the end of the world.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Gan Yeshu choked out a sentence.

Jian Leyang is really going to be happy, this guy is really funny, why didn't he find it so funny before: "If you want to say sorry for yourself, then I will accept it, if you say it for the surname Du, then you should take it back, our family and The Du family will be cut off in two, and the well water will never violate the river water."

"That's right!" Jian Wenyuan echoed, and delivered a bowl of herbal tea to Gan Yeshu, glaring at him by the way.

"I didn't say it for him." Gan Yeshu shook his head quickly, he couldn't have such a misunderstanding, he was just angry for Jian Leyang, how could Du Ze do such a treacherous thing?Even if he misjudged the wrong person in the past, even if he got involved in the marriage of the county grandpa's family, he still has to draw a line with Du Ze. He wanted to make these words clear to Jian Leyang in his stomach, but he was stupid when he said them. The dumb tongue doesn't know what to say.

"It's fine if you don't say it for him, you sit under the shade of the tree." Jian Leyang waved him to drive him into the shade of the tree, this kind of scholar is different from their peasant family.

After understanding his reason for coming, Father Jian became more kind to him, sitting in the shade of a tree and talking with him, both of them are scholars, they have a common language, while Gan Yeshu looks at Jian Leyang, who is very handsome, from time to time, Seeing that a big meat bun was stuffed in after a while, Father Jian only ate one bun, and Jian Leyang had already eaten six, so he just wiped his mouth and stopped, but Gan Yeshu looked at his expression, it seemed that he was not full yet of.

But looking at his eating appearance makes people very appetizing. Gan Yeshu didn't want to eat it at first, just a bowl of herbal tea, but Grandpa Zhao stuffed one into his hand, and when he realized it, a steamed stuffed bun had already been eaten I can't help feeling a little ashamed.

After pouring another bowl of water, Jian Leyang clapped his hands and said, "Father, you chat with Gan Xiucai, I will continue to go down to the field."

Gan Yeshu was embarrassed to drag Mrs. Jian to chat with him, and wanted to help, but was dismissed by Grandpa Zhao in plain language, so he had to just sit and watch.

Jian Niang walked with Brother Yang, turned her head to look at Xiaoxiu Gan behind her, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yang, is this Xiaoxiu Gan interested in you? I think he is stupid. But Du Ze has more intentions than before, do you want to think about it?"

Jian Leyang rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Mother, don't just want to pull a man home when you see a man. I don't want to marry your son now, and I want to live a quiet life for a few years."

Jian Niang gave him an angry look: "Mother is not asking you to marry now, but to let you take a good look at it first. If this one doesn't work, let's look at another one, and then observe it for a while. I think it won't be too late when you can get married. I think this little girl A scholar, his appearance is no worse than Du Ze's."

Jian Niang likes scholars, in her opinion, scholars are gentle, handsome, and have a zest for life. This life is much more enjoyable than being with a reckless man. Look at her husband, how good her vision is.So she also wanted to find a husband and son-in-law for Brother Yang according to her own model. The most important point was that Brother Yang was stronger than her, so she would definitely be able to find a scholar.

"Mother, stop!" Jian Leyang knew what was going on in her mind when she saw his mother's bubbling beautiful expression, "Can I do this myself? If I like it, I will definitely bring it back first." Let you accept it."

"Bah! What's the acceptance or not? What does it look like when you say it!" Jian Niang punched her son. There was no shame in saying this, but it looked like her!