Chapter 9:

Zhaoer took the cloth towel, went back to Kangyan, and unwrapped the towel on her head.
Her hair was dark and dense, and her waist was long. She pinched her hair to the side of her neck and sat on the kang edge with her head slightly tilted, letting her long hair hang down, and combed it with a comb.
The girl was wearing a lilac-colored floral dress and broad-leg pants with sauce purple. She had to straighten her waist bar and tilt her neck to avoid letting the wet hair wet her clothes. These are all subconscious movements, resting in Xue Tingyan's eyes, but making him inexplicably heart beat, there is a sense of blood veins.
Without him, because of this posture, the girl's figure is clearly shown. With high chest and hips, and a slender waist, Xue Tingyan has seen this kind of scene, a very strange sense of heat rising in his body.
But at the same time, but no stranger, a picture appeared in his mind, it was the time of the two men's cave night.
In the dream, he didn't like her at that time, but he thought it was a matter of course to marry her.
That is a deep-rooted thought, she should be his wife.
It was just this potentially deepest emotion that was covered by his awkwardness and ignorance. Especially after he went to the school to study, let his classmates know that he had a child daughter-in-law in the country, which also attracted a lot of ridicule.
But in fact, he liked her deeply in the heart, so she was tossed by him in the Dongfang night.
Originally he was ignorant, she was the first to break the melon, he hurt her too. But he still wanted to hurt, she cried with tears and runny nose. That was the first time she was so weak in front of herself, and since then he has fallen in love with this way of bullying her.
At that time, he was staying in the school, and only came back once on the 10th. Every time she came back, she was afraid to hide. But he had to follow him and let him do whatever he wanted. He clearly liked it, but pretended not to like it.
I wanted to come at this time, at that time he was really good.
Thinking of these messes, he suddenly said: "I will wipe it for you."
Zhaoer looked at him sideways in surprise, and subconsciously refused: "I still can't, I will come by myself." After correcting these days, she has slowly learned not to use her sister as a claim.
Her words hadn't fallen yet, Xue Tingyan had already taken the cloth towel, and pulled her to let her back, Zhao Er could only froze there, let him wipe.
Seriously, Xue Tingyan still has a short stroke, so he can only sit up on his knees and wipe her hair. The two were so close that Zhao'er didn't notice it, but Xue Tingyan felt that his blood was violent.
Zhaoer's hair is very dark and dense, and smooth, like a good satin. He was clumsy, and Fang began to hurt her several times. He didn't slow down until he heard her inhale unconsciously.
Feeling hard enough for him, Zhao'er felt a little distressed. He kept stretching his arms: "If I don't lie here?"
Talking in her mouth, she tried it, and it was more convenient for him to lie on the kang, and neither of them was tired. What she didn't know was that her posture from behind was even more sultry, especially for a fledgling teenager.
Xue Tingyan regretted that he should take this matter. He felt it was a kind of torture. He needed to stabilize himself in order not to look at it.
"If not, would you still sit up?" He asked.
But did not get her answer.
Going to see it, she realized she was asleep.
The girl seemed tired and slept soundly. She lay prone on top of long quilts, her thick long hair spread behind her, down to her waist. Because the quilt cushioned her face, she squeezed her face a little deformed, but her pink lips curled up.
Zhaoer, who had just taken a shower, still had water vapor on her face, and her full and delicate cheeks were young and tender at first glance. The pink lips carried a kind of water light, which attracted people to pick.
There was something clamoring in his heart, and people leaned on it unconsciously. The cheeks of the two were getting closer and closer, so that he could see the sweet smell.
Suddenly, she moved, and he quickly backed away, pretending to be nothing, and murmured in his mouth how to fall asleep, but in reality he watched her reaction nervously.
Fortunately, she moved a bit, and there was no sign of waking up, so he let down his mind.
But the impulse in his heart was gone. He glanced at her several times, reached for the bed with a thin bedding, and covered her with a cloth towel to continue wiping her wet hair.
Yuqing Village was originally a village built by a group of victims who fled during the war in the former dynasty.
At first, it was not called Yu Qingcun, but it was called Zheng Jiazhuang. Zhuangzi was all surnamed Zheng, but there were not many people, only ten families. Later, many years passed, and one year there was a disaster. The government arranged a group of people who had escaped from the disaster to settle here. These people are the ancestors of the Xue family.
There are not many people with the surname Zheng, and there are many people with the surname Xue. At first, the people with the surname Zheng dominated.
The Dachang dynasty implemented the Li-Lao system, with 100 households as one mile, with a long armor, also known as Lizheng. Also set up a few people, also known as the village old.
Within the jurisdiction of Yuqing Village, everything in the village, such as the determination of civil litigation, arbitration of right and wrong, guidance of folk customs, persuasion of farmers and multitude, the release of favors, etc., as well as the collection of taxes, military service Li Zheng and the village elders co-chaired it.
Li Lao's rights are quite large, and he can be a Li Lao, but he is noble and respectable.
In fact, this kind of system is equivalent to managing people in one place.
There is a saying nowadays that the so-called imperial power does not go down to the county, but the only clans under the county are all autonomous, and the autonomy relies on ethics, and ethics creates squires.
Over the years, Xue and Zheng's surnames seem to be harmonious, and they have always been in contention. What they are fighting for is the right to speak in the village. Although it was because there was a talent in the surnamed Xue family before, the Xue family had changed their previous decline, and there were several villagers in the family, but Li Zheng's position had always been in the hands of the surnamed Zheng.
Now there is one Lizheng villager and four village elders in Yuqing Village. Three of the four village elders are all named Xue, which means two to three. However, because there is Zheng Lizheng in this area, it is still not dominant.
The patriarch Xue is confident that if he shows another talent in the clan, he will definitely overwhelm the Zheng family, so when he heard that there were rumors in the village these two days, it immediately exploded.
Grandpa Xue was still in the field, and was called to the head of the Xue clan.
Seeing Patriarch Xue's face as black as the bottom of the pot, Grandpa Xue still had trouble with his head and monk: "Brother Haizi, what's this?" In terms of seniority, Patriarch Xue is considered to be Grandpa Xue's cousin.
"You asked me how? You don't know what has been circulating outside recently?"
Grandpa Xue really didn't know.
Seeing this, the patriarch Xue told his story with a black face.
I didn't know when it started, and things about the Xue family spread outside.
At the source, someone saw Xue Gouzi, the only son of Xue's second room, crying in front of Xue Lao Er's grave.
The specific content of crying is not to be tested. It may be that a half-old kid tells wrongs in this way, which is enough to prove that the child must have been wronged at home. Later, someone who knew the truth revealed his tone, and everyone knew that the boss of the Xue family planned to send his son to study in the town, but he only left his nephew.
How the second son of the Xue family died that year, few people in the village did not know. When Xue Qingsong was dying, there were many people in the village. Naturally, he took Xue Qingshan's hand and made him promise to treat his son well.
When he returned from the Xue family at that time, a lot of people had discussed it privately, saying that the second son of the Xue family was really miserable, leaving a sick young daughter-in-law and a young son. No wonder that the boss of the Xue family didn't agree with him, and he didn't agree.
Now such rumors have spread that the scene before the death of Mr. Xue ’s death was various. Some older people shook their heads and sighed. Guard yourself. You treat people as pro-brothers and throw your life away, but others do not treat your son as a pro-son.
Even with Xue Tingyan's situation in the Xue family over the past few years, some wives said something.
For example, although the dogs in the second room rarely show up in front of people, every time they see them in old clothes, the handsome man in the big room has never seen wearing old clothes. Even some things in the private school were told to adults by ignorant children. Xue Juncai is full of pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and books are the most in the school. Xue Gouzi, on several occasions, has seen him write on the book case with water.
Bias, everyone is biased, and no one can say anything about his son, but the old man Xue Xue also carried his brother's life on his back. This kind of eccentricity is a bit cold.
"You are a lot of people of age, and the juniors at home can't teach well? You are right to the old people, but you can make things happen to the people. How do you say this now!"
Grandpa Xue was a lot of age, and his face was flushed with blush, but he also knew that it was not a small matter. If he was not careful, his reputation would be completely over.
It doesn't matter if you finish your reputation, the boss's reputation can't be finished. If the name of the only son of the deceased brother is lost, the boss will be destroyed in his life. Not to mention the talents in the exam, maybe the private school will not be able to drive.
"Hai Zi brother ..." He looked at Patriarch Xue for help without any regulations in his heart.
"Now that only two children are sent, there is nothing to choose from."
Grandpa Xue's old face rose red, rubbing his rough hands: "Haizi, you know our family, these years have been hollowed out to support the boss. It is not that I don't want to send two children, but I really can't. Up. "
Hearing this, Patriarch Xue also frowned.
When Xue Qingshan went to study at the Qinghe Academy, he knew the truth very well. That place is dead and asking for money. The point is that there can be no objection, because many people are willing to pay for it. After spending a year at least twenty-two bases, Xue Qingshan went for five years.
The patriarch Xue originally planned to stop talking if he wasn't enough. Xue Qingshan is just fine. Xue Jun is still very young and has no idea what will happen in the future. The key is that his two grandchildren are also studying, and no one is rich.
"If you don't look away, can you do it?" Master Xue whispered.
Patriarch Xue sneered: "That's not what the outsiders said. Your family is a mean and miserable son. Do you want the boss' reputation to be bad? Even after you're tired, you'll either give two, or give one to the second-room kid.
Grandpa Xue came out of the patriarch Xue's house, and the whole person was ignorant.
He shook his hand and touched his waist a few times before taking off his cigarette bag. Without going any further, he squatted under a tree by the road to light up the dry smoke, and he stood up after a whole pot of dry smoke was exhausted.
He walked slowly in the direction of home, and someone greeted him from time to time along the way.
In other words, Mr. Xue would only feel that his face is bright, not that person, who wants to say hello to you, but now he always has the illusion that someone else is smiling at him, but in fact he is laughing at him.
He forced to go back all the way, and then came over to meet someone, still an acquaintance. The other party smiled and said to him, "I have come back from the ground this morning, and he can't help it anymore. He pulled this person to the side of the tree and spoke."
"Old man Zhou, do you honestly tell me, how are you talking about our family in the village now?"
This week the old man is also a dark-skinned old man, but he is shorter than Mr. Xue, and his back is a bit rickety. Hearing this, he gave Master Xue a subconscious look, and then sighed for a long time: "I thought you knew that you didn't know."
"What do I know? How could I know!" The first sentence almost came out of the teeth, but the latter sentence was full of wry smiles.
Having lived for most of his life, Lao Zhou naturally understands the mood of the old man at this time. But he did n’t know what to say, and he could only say seriously: "Do n’t worry too much, these people in the village are just too busy to like to say right and wrong. But do n’t blame me for talking, you This is done at home ... "He sucked his teeth and looked like he was licking his mouth." It's a bit inappropriate. "
Not suitable?
This is probably because Zhou Laohan looks at his relationship with himself, so he does not know how others are scolding himself. Patriarch Fangcai only told him that it was ugly outside, but he didn't tell him how bad it was.
Father Xue asked: "What the are you talking about? Tell me about it."
Old Zhou Zhou sighed before he said what he knew. Since everything was open, he did n’t think there was anything he could n’t say,
It ’s not that I said you, you ’re a father. You do n’t care about this matter. Do n’t forget that your second son died. Such an approach will inevitably make people spine. "
Mr. Xue looked pale, and whispered: "It has nothing to do with the boss. It was all my wife and I discussed this."
Old man Zhou raised his eyelids and looked at the old man, and then he didn't intend to say anything if he poked his heart again. When he said this, the relationship between the two should be broken in the future.
"Anyway, you have to think about it. I won't chat with you anymore. I have to go home. If you don't go to me at night, I'll have two cups with you?"
"No, there is something else at home."
After the old man Zhou left, Mr. Xue stood for a while and went home.
As soon as he entered the house, Xue Qingshan standing in the courtyard asked, "Dad, what did your grandfather tell you to do in the past?"
Grandpa Xue looked at his son without a word, and entered the main room.
Some of Xue Qingshan's monks are puzzled, and they want to ask the youngest one. At this time, Zhou in the stove was calling for dinner, and everyone in the room came out. This was naturally not said.
At dinner, Mr. Xue's face was always bad.
Since Xue Tingyan got out of bed, he has not eaten in his own room, but has eaten with everyone. The atmosphere on the dinner table is not very good, and even the fouls who like to make trouble at the dinner table are afraid to make trouble today.
After the meal, Zhou and Xue Taoer picked up the table and went to wash the dishes.
Others were planning to leave, but they were stopped by Grandpa Xue.
"Boss and daughter-in-law stay, I have something to tell you, the dog also stays, everyone else goes back to the house."
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