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Chapter 40

"Little Book!" At the end of the muddy path, a boy could be seen running towards with something in his hand.

Zhong Xiaoshu put down the book in his hand, and greeted him with a smile, "Brother Ayi, you are back."

"En." Zhong Chengyi handed the mung bean cake in his hand to Zhong Xiaoshu and said, "This is for you."

Zhong Xiaoshu took the mung bean cake, took a bite, it was soft and sticky: "It's so sweet, brother, you can eat it too."

Zhong Chengyi took the green bag off his body, frowned and shook his head and said, "The last time I tasted it, it was too sweet and sticky to my teeth. I don't like it."

"Zhong Chengyi! Come out!" A boy's voice came from outside the house.

When Zhong Chengyi opened the door, he saw a little boy in a gray gown carrying a bag. He looked at the boy jokingly and said, "What? Are you here to deliver something again?

Li Erliang gritted his teeth angrily and said, "You! I will definitely beat you this time!"

"Okay, come on." Zhong Chengyi said disdainfully, "What are you betting on this time?"

Li Erliang put the red ribbon in his hand in front of Zhong Chengyi, and said, "This is the live fish my mother bought in the town yesterday, let's gamble with it!"

"Okay." Zhong Chengyi flipped the marble in his hand and said, "Don't cry if you lose."

After two blows, Li Erliang only hit the marbles into the hole once, but Zhong Chengyi won all of them. Li Erliang was so anxious that he squinted his eyes at the hole and didn't move.

Zhong Chengyi sat and watched, really bored, and his stomach was a little hungry because he didn't have dinner, so he turned his head and took a bite of the pastry in Zhong Xiaoshu's hand, frowned, and couldn't help urging: "Hurry up, today It's almost dark, Xiaoshu and I have to go home for dinner."

"Don't rush! Hurry up, hurry up!" Li Erliang wiped the sweat from his head, and the evening breeze blew through his hair. He only heard a "gurgling" sound and after a few laps the marbles spun from the entrance of the cave. Do not go into the hole.

The two people on the side couldn't help becoming nervous. A gust of wind blew by, and the marble left the hole leisurely, rolled to the side with the wind and stopped.

"Li Erliang! Hurry up and go home for dinner! You're fooling around outside again, believe it or not, I'll break your leg!" Not far away, a woman came over with a bamboo pole in her hand.

"It's over, it's my mother, Zhong Chengyi, you..." When Li Erliang turned around and was about to say something, he found that Zhong Chengyi and Zhong Xiaoshu had already run away, and even his own fish disappeared. He waved his hand and shouted: "Erliang, thank you for your fish!"

It’s over.

Li Erliang's mother was chasing after him with a bamboo pole, and scolded: "You bastard, what a mess! I said why the fish in the water tank I put in disappeared! You just gave it away! You prodigal son! You bastard!" !"

"Ah! Mother, mother, don't pull your ears, it hurts! It hurts! I will definitely win it back for you tomorrow! It hurts!" Li Erliang was dragged home by his mother's ears.

"Mother! Goddamn! We're back." Zhong Chengyi put the fish by the stove and said, "Mother, what did I bring back?"

Shen Ying wiped her hands, looked at the things in the red bag, and found that it was a fish, she was a little surprised: "Where did you come from?"

"This is brother Ayi winning... um..." Before Zhong Xiaoshu finished speaking, Zhong Chengyi covered his mouth, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of doubts.

Zhong Chengyi let go of Zhong Xiaoshu's mouth, scratched his face and said, "This fish is... that gentleman gave it to me after he didn't want it."

"Really?" Shen Ying looked at the lively fish in the bag, feeling a little puzzled, but finally believed her son's words and put the fish into the water tank.

Zhong Chengyi was relieved when he saw that his mother had no doubts.

"Brother Ayi, why didn't you tell the godmother that you won the marbles?" Lin Xinshu leaned into Zhong Chengyi's ear and asked suspiciously.

Zhong Chengyi also approached and explained: "If my mother knows that this fish was won, she will definitely return it. Our family can't eat fish once a year, and it's hard to eat once. Besides, don't you like fish very much? It's not good."

Afraid that Lin Xinshu would be worried, he patted his chest and said: "Don't be afraid of Xiaoshu, if mother knows to blame you, brother is here, don't worry, let's eat."

Zhong Xiaoshu nodded hesitantly after listening.

On Midsummer Night, the constant chirping of cicadas, as well as the incessant calls of the sleep-inducing insects, made it difficult to sleep well.

Zhong Chengyi was awakened by the sound of Lin Xinshu turning over and over again, he opened his dim eyes and asked, "What's wrong with Xiaoshu?"

"Brother, it's itchy, there are a lot of bugs." Zhong Xiaoshu looked at Zhong Chengyi aggrievedly.

Zhong Chengyi looked at the hole in the tent and muttered: "It seems that it will be repaired tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he picked up the bamboo fan on the side, fanned the wind and said, "Brother will drive away the mosquitoes for you, and you should sleep well." Bar."

"En." Zhong Xiaoshu turned around and nestled in Zhong Chengyi's arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

In another room, a woman with a beautiful face was embroidering under the candlelight. When she heard the sound of the wooden door opening, she raised her head, smiled and said to the visitor: "Aying, you are back, is Xiaoshu asleep?" ?”

Shen Ying casually wiped the water droplets from her hair with a worn-out cloth, nodded and said, "Why are you still embroidering at such a late hour? Don't be in a hurry, go to bed quickly."

"Okay~ sleep right away." Lin Qiu replied with a smile.

Shen Ying seemed to have thought of something, stopped her hands and asked, "Qiu Yi, Mr. Lin... Has he sent a letter recently?"

Lin Qiuyi's originally smiling face suddenly fell down, shook his head, and his tone was full of loneliness: "No, I haven't sent a letter for a long time."

Mr. Lin used to be a teacher hired by the village head for his youngest son. He was knowledgeable and knew everything from the Four Books and Five Classics.

But the children in the village liked Mr. Lin's classes very much, and over time they opened the first class in the village.

That year, Lin Qiuyi was only 15 years old, the age of a young girl Huaichun, and she was also eager to learn. Whenever she had free time, she would go to Mr. Lin's house to ask questions.

"Sir, what does 'the belt gets wider and you don't regret it, and the clothes fade away' mean?" Lin Qiuyi asked, looking at Mr. Lin's face by the candlelight.

Mr. Lin smiled, and said in a soft voice: "It means that people who fall in love, because they miss each other, eventually get lovesickness, and their bodies are getting thinner day by day."

"Then what is love?"

Mr. Lin was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Qiu Yi is still young now, and he will understand when he grows up."

Lin Qiuyi understands what love is, but he can only bid farewell to his beloved at the entrance of the village.

Mr. Lin turned his head and ran back quickly, hugged her tightly and said, "Qiu Yi, I'll come pick you up after I've settled down there."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Who would have thought that this wait would last for seven or eight years. Lin Qiuyi was originally an orphan in the village without a surname, so he picked two words from a book and asked people how to pronounce them.

As for the surname, it is Mr. Lin's surname. The two of them have never paid homage to each other, but they have just made a private appointment for life.

After Mr. Lin left, Lin Qiuyi was also pregnant. After Shen Ying found out about this, she felt that the girl was stupid, but she stayed with her all night at the bedside on the day of delivery. But in order to make up for the family, I still sell the embroidery that I am good at.

It was a big taboo for women in that era to get pregnant before marriage, and the villagers knew that they would sink into the bottom of the river and drown alive, so Shen Ying told the outside world that Xiao Shu was her own child, Ah Yi's younger brother.

"Qiu Yi, don't wait, it's been so many years, he should..." Shen Ying looked at the people under the candlelight, feeling really uncomfortable.

Qiu Yi smiled and said: "Aying, I'm fine, and I'm also... I'm not waiting anymore, I know he won't come back."

Shen Ying looked at the person, changed the subject and said: "Qiu Yi, Xiaoshu is seven years old now, and should be at the age of school, I want to send it to the same school as Ayi in autumn, it would be nice How about a follow-up?"

Qiu nodded, put down the embroidery in her hand, got on the bed and said, "Okay, thank you, Ah Ying."

"It's getting late, go to sleep." After finishing speaking, Shen Ying went to bed and blew out the candle beside her.

The night was silent, but Qiu Yi had no sleep all night.

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"Zhong Chengyi! Sleeping in the school again!" The old gentleman walked off the podium angrily holding a ruler, and said, "You are so ignorant, you might as well go home and farm. It's a waste of time to come every day! You like this You are not as good as your younger brother, did your mother send you here just to let you doze off?"

The old man’s family was also poor when he was a child, and his mother sold the only old sow in the family in order to go to school to raise tuition fees. Seeing Zhong Chengyi like this, he thought of his mother’s appearance at that time. The ruler above also swung higher and struck harder.

"Ah! Sir, sir, I was wrong." Zhong Chengyi yelled in pain, "My brother was bitten by mosquitoes last night, and the itching was unbearable. I chased him away all night because of this, it was too much." I'm sleepy, sir, sir, I won't dare to do it again next time, you hit me and scolded me, just please don't tell my mother about this."

The old gentleman looked at Zhong Chengyi's red palm, sighed, and said, "This is not an example!"

After leaving school, Zhong Chengyi looked at his glowing red palms, felt aggrieved, and muttered silently: Zhong Xiaoshu can only eat one salty shortbread tonight, and I will eat three.

"Brother Ayi!" Not far away, Lin Xinshu ran over with something in his hand and smiled.

Zhong Chengyi stared at the smile, froze for a moment, then turned his head and said: Forget it, it's not the first time he was beaten anyway.

He silently hid his red palms behind his back and asked, "What is this?"

Zhong Xiaoshu opened the butter paper, handed it to Zhong Chengyi and said, "This is the meat pie that my mother bought on the street today, it is delicious."

The moment the golden meat pie was opened, the aroma hit the nostrils, making the mouth water. I picked up the pie and took a bite, and the oily juice overflowed and flowed all over my mouth.

"It's delicious, you can eat it too." The two of them took a meat pie, and you ate it on the field ridge, chatting with each other.

"Brother Ayi, after we eat meat pies, will the godmother still make salty shortbread?" Zhong Xiaoshu's mouth was full of scum, Zhong Chengyi picked up his sleeve and wiped it for others, then said, "Little idiot, what happened one day? You will know how to eat at night."

"However, the salty shortbread made by Godmother is really delicious."

Zhong Chengyi smiled and said, "It's delicious. I'll give you all to eat."

"No no, we are half of each other."

"Hahaha, okay, one person and half, let's go, go home."

"Brother, wait for me."

Zhong Chengyi whistled and walked home along the ridge of the field, and his pace gradually slowed down, waiting for the little guy who was chasing after him.

The author has something to say: I was busy with the exam the previous month, so I didn’t update it. Now I’m resuming the update, but it won’t be updated daily. There will be exams in the next two months. Try to finish this article before the exam.