Chapter 1:

He knew he was dreaming again.
This dream appeared in his life for decades, day and night, entangled, seeming to penetrate into the bone marrow, but also like flesh and blood. Can't throw away, can't dig away, if you don't come in a day, it seems like something is missing.
But he had never had such a clear dream, as clear as it really was.
"Dog, do you say you are so embarrassed? Isn't my money your money? Why do you say that I make money? Isn't it just for you to study and make you raise your eyebrows?"
"How do you say that you are so arrogant! You say that you are so arrogant, to whom do you show me?"
"I know you don't like me, but I haven't changed it for years! I don't plan to change it!"
"Look at Hong'er, does he look like you?"
...
Xue Tingyan suddenly felt that someone was shaking himself, opening his tired eyes, and there was a dim inner chamber between his eyes. Hu San's face that was no longer young, even the lines on the tent were so familiar, he only knew He is just dreaming.
It's just that the dream is too clear. The sorghum fragrance contained in the air, she stubbornly squeezed the corner of her mouth, let him be immersive. There were tears in her tears, crystal clear and gleaming with colorful light. He wanted to reach out and touch, but he was woken up.
"Sir, it's time to take the medicine."
Xue Tingyan was propped up to feed the medicine. He was already ill and had to be served by someone who even took the medicine. Where is he like Xue Shoufu, who was like a great man and had been in the hall for decades.
Oh no, he is no longer the first assistant.
He has written to beg for bones, intends to return to his hometown to provide for the elderly, and the Holy Ghost has been approved, but he has no place to return, no relatives and reliable.
In fact, he did not intend to go back.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang, and Mr. Li, Mr. Cao came to visit you, but they stopped by the door at your command. They come here every day, and come again today, do you want to see you?"
What can they do? Not thinking that his illness was a stopgap measure, waiting for him to stand up and continue to take them to fight the emperor, but he was really ill, and he was sick, and the medicine was not effective.
"not see."
"That lord, you sleep a little longer."
The room was quiet again, Xue Tingyan's eyelids began to regain weight, he blinked again and again, and fell into sleep again.
...
"How can Lord Wang have time to see the old man?"
Wang Mingsheng's eyes were a little complicated, but there was a smile on his face: "In the end, the same dynasty is the minister, and the official Yu Qingyu should come to visit Master Shoufu."
"I didn't expect that you Wang Mingsheng would also say such hypocritical words, but was it for the emperor to see if the old man was dying?" Xue Tingyan said ironically.
Obviously with a pale face, an old man who is obviously about to die, but with his pair of storms alone, but with a somewhat inscrutable eye, people dare not ignore him.
After all, this is Xue Shoufu, and the name alone is enough to deter everyone. That was Xue Tingyan's deep roots that had been left for dozens of years in the three dynasties, like a towering ancient tree with intertwined roots. Without him doing anything, just standing there was enough to make everyone daunted.
Otherwise, why did the New Emperor run out of means, but still dared not act rashly, and only dared to do that roundabout policy.
"It seems that adults have misunderstood His Majesty."
Xue Tingyan grinned, closed his eyes halfway, didn't speak, and apparently was too lazy to ignore him.
"Actually, the official came for myself. I'm just going to look at the villain who abandoned his wife and abandoned his child and climbed the dragon and the phoenix. What a miserable situation nowadays. I am afraid that Master Xue is now dead, and even a descendant of Dai Xiao None, in fact, Master Xue could n’t look too far, but it was just a play, just listen to it, how could you take a fake play seriously and anger yourself like this? Is your conscience uneasy or afraid? You are known to the world, you are scolded, and you have a bad smell for years? "
"you……"
"It's true that you left your wife and abandoned your child too much. You should kill your wife and kill your child, right, Master Xue?"
No one knows all of this. The world only knows that Xue Shoufu had an original match before Mrs. Xue, but he didn't know what happened to the original match. After all, it was too long. Xue Tingyan stood in the hall for dozens of years. His former, former, and current opponents were all trampled under his feet.
The world only knows that Master Fusuke treats people with kindness and corporal Li Xian, but he does not know that Master Fushou also has a vicious side. In recent years, anyone who wants to make an essay from his old things has become a solitary ghost. No one knows how many injustices have been added, and the only thing that can be known is only Wang Mingsheng, the "sorrowful master."
"You, you are ..."
Wang Mingsheng leaned to his face: "Unfortunately, my life was great, and my life was great. The sinking ship didn't kill us, but was saved by people. Do you know that for so many years, I want to see this scene at night. Unfortunately, your life is too long, and you have the right to lean towards the wild, I can only climb up step by step, to the position where you can step down ... "
"You are ... Hong'er ..." Xue Tingyan said very hard.
Wang Mingsheng stood straight, smiling broadly: "I am not Honger, I am not Xue, I am Wang. My mother remarried and married the person who saved us ... Do n’t be excited, even if You are dead now, and I am not your son ... "
Wang Mingsheng has always been known for being calm and introverted, concealed and hidden, and for the first time he smiled so cheerfully.
"By the way, you do n’t have to think that even if the official ’s surname is Wang, he can still give you the Xue family lineage. Let the official think about it. . It really makes you right. The officer does n’t like women, so she wo n’t marry for many years ... "
He smiled and looked at the old man on the bed to see how shocked, sad, and regretful he was.
But what about that?
He suddenly found that he didn't have the pleasure he had imagined, and even this smile seemed too false. He suddenly lost his interest, flattened the corner of his mouth, and wiped off his sleeves, saying: "Since Master Xue is okay, then the official will leave."
...
"I didn't, I didn't ..."
"Sir, what are you talking about?"
Hearing this sound, the mist in front of Xue Tingyan suddenly dissipated, and he woke up suddenly from the dream. Between the eyes is this dim inner room, Hu San's unsightly or even ugly face, the air is filled with a bitter taste of medicine, and there seems to be a rotten breath floating gently.
Xue Tingyan moved his lips, but no sound came out.
"Sir, what are you saying?"
Hu San was very anxious and asked repeatedly, but Xue Tingyan couldn't speak at all. Hu San could only ask on his own conjecture: "Are you worried about the past? You can rest assured that your words have been passed to Master Zhang , He already knows that Lord Wang is your only son, and he will do it according to your orders. "
Xue Tingyan blinked his eyelids. Hu San thought he had something to say. He put his ear close to his mouth, but only heard one sentence: "I don't have ..."
No more afterwards.
When Hu San looked up anxiously, he saw Xue Tingyan's wide-open eyes and gray-cyan face.
He shook his hand and touched the other person's nose, but was shocked to sit on the ground.
Leng Feng came down through the holed window paper, and Xue Gouzi's face was cold.
He was agitated and opened his eyes.
Imprinted into the bottom of my eyes was a small room with a blue brick roof and black tile roof. The walls were covered with white and gray, but they looked gray and abrupt. The beam of the room is of wood color, because there is no dust, and it is exposed. There are several bamboo baskets hanging on it. There seems to be something in the basket covered with blue cloth.
He was lying on a kang, covered with a bed of quilts that were still in use, and the cover looked clean and tidy, but the cotton flakes inside were already hard.
And facing his kang feet, there is a row of dark brown Kang cabinets, which are embedded with brass bare nail folding leaves and copper spike handles, which are carved with simple auspicious clouds and water patterns, which look thick and generous. . Although it is nothing in a large household, it is already a piece of furniture in a farm household.
There is no problem passing on several generations!
This is what his father said, he is the best carpenter in the village.
Xue Gouzi felt his head hurt and seemed to be beaten with a hoe. He wanted to sit up, but he was weak and fell back to Kang.
Only then did he realize that he was Xue Gouzi, the eldest son of the second house of Xue's family. Because something happened, he couldn't think of it and passed away, and had been sick for many days.
He is not Xue Tingyan, that Xue Tingyan is the man in his dream.
How could he be such a person?
In order to prove that everything was just his dream, he also deliberately raised his hand and looked at it.
really! The hand in front of him was slender and fair, and he didn't have the muscles and bones that a man should have. He was only 14 this year. How could he live to be in his 70s, and finally die.
Xue Gouzi exhaled heavily, and then looked around again, and finally he was calm.
Someone was talking outside, and the sound came down the window.
"I said tricks, it wasn't Auntie who said you, look at what you are like now, a girl's family doesn't leave home in the day, and learns the small business hawkers to do business. That business is your Did you look at your uncle? You can't afford to spend a few days running around outside, don't be tossing about it anymore, you can do some work for Aunt Si with that kind of effort! "
The voice sounded like a young woman, but the sarcasm was too strong. It is said that the phase is born from the heart, and it is no wonder that Sun's face looks mean.
Xue Gouzi flashed the idea subconsciously, and then he was stunned. He hated the four aunts were not fake, but how could he think of each other so much?
Before he could figure it out, he heard the voice in his dream.
"Sister-in-law, I would like to help you do some work, but you also know that the dog has been sick for many days. At home, I gave a few pennies to grab medicine at first, but after only half a month, Grandma said she was at home. The money is not hand in hand, so the medicine is stopped. The dog is my man, and I can't always look at him so ill. It is not impossible for Aunt Si to want me to help with the work, or if you borrow me some money to buy medicine, I Will you return it slowly in the future? "
The master of the voice is a young girl. From the tone, it reveals a strong and refreshing taste, and it is also mixed with some jokes.
Yes, recruiting is to deliberately run against the Suns.
Sun's had always been a character who could not get in and out, and it was harder for her to give out a penny than to go to the sky, not to mention lend to the two half-size children of the second room.
There are only two people left in the second room, the top portal is only fourteen, but there is a big one, only sixteen, still a girl's house. Every time the Suns listened to the rumor in the village that Zhao Er was a dead girl, what kind of business he had done to earn money, he was full of disbelief.
What kind of business can this dead girl do to make money, but she dug three melons and two dates from the wilderness and took it out to deceive people in the city for a few bucks.
"Your auntie has no money to lend you, our family's money is all in the mother's place, you are in charge of the mother!" Sun clapped his and stood up, went to the house, too lazy to call nonsense.
"Since Aunt Si didn't have the money to lend me, I didn't dare to care about Aya's request. I had to figure out where to get some money and give the dog medicine!"
Zhao'er's voice was particularly loud. This was naturally not just for the Suns, but also for the Zhaos sitting in the main house.
Sure enough, Zhao Er came to the house with his forefoot, and the Zhao family stood at the door and scolded the Suns: "You haven't washed the pigpen yet. This is going back to the house.
Zhaoer rolled his lips, lifted the door curtain and walked in, and hit Xue Gouzi looking at her eyes.
The author has something to say: open a new article, double-cultivation, different ways of favoring, first favoring men by men, then favoring men by men.
Although the face is based on the big boos in the drama, do not sit in the seat with Xue Tingyan in the drama. The two books can be viewed as independent, because there are many details that have changed.
Every time I write a new article, I feel very uneasy, so your messages are supportive.
In the first three chapters, one hundred red envelopes are sent for each chapter, fifty front row, fifty random, let me see your enthusiasm.
Today's essay is a double change, and there is a chapter at five in the afternoon.
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Although the male owner is now called Gouzi, it will be changed later. At that time, the villagers all had a cheap name. In fact, I think the dog is pretty good, just like a cousin, isn't it? →. →