Beloved Husband

Towards the evening, but the streets in the county seat of Donggu County are still lively-people from nearby farms who work in the county seat will always buy something before going home.

Yan Jing rushed to the night market, bought all the pots and pans, and bought some rice and meat dishes. The money was almost spent.

Can't go on like this...

Yan Jing puts the things he bought into the pot, and walked back with the pot, while walking, thinking about what he could do to make money.

The original owner went to the casino when he was thirteen or fourteen, and his job was to collect debts for the casino.

The casino knows the net worth of gamblers very well. When they meet someone with a little money in the family, they will encourage them to borrow a lot of money, and then ask the thugs to ask for them. When the money is coming back, thugs like the original owner can also divide a sum.

In addition, the original owner can also eat for free in the casino, and it does not matter if he wants to sleep in the casino at night... If it weren't for this, the original owner, the person who spent the money immediately, would have long been unable to survive!

In fact, doing this work can make a lot of money, but Yan Jing really does not want to bully the people.

In this case, if he wants to make money, he can only go to the dock in the county seat to help people fight the sacks.

The original owner started eating and drinking in the casino at the age of thirteen or four, and he became the first strong man in Donggu County. With this physique, if you go to the dock to resist sacks, others can only resist one bag and he can resist two bags. He should be able to make a lot of money, but this can only make him and Wei Lingxiu have enough to eat and drink. Up!

"Big talk!" A voice suddenly sounded.

Yan Jing turned his head, and saw a steward of the casino where the original owner worked holding an old smoker, looking at him, smiling and agreeing: "Manager Li."

Manager Li was chubby and looked very kind. He pinched a handful of shredded tobacco from his pocket and put it in the smoker, and took a sip: "Yan Da, I heard you got some money? Come to play at night?" Li The steward still likes Yanda very much. In the past, if Yanda was asked to ask for an account, there was nothing to fail. When it was even better, Yanda was given a reward, and within two days he would be in the hands of the casino again.

In the past few months, Yan has a lot of money and has lost seven or eight hundred taels of silver in the casino...Who doesn't like such a person?

"Manager Li, there are people in my family, so I won't come tonight and won't come again." Yan Jing smiled slyly, "I want to live a good life."

These days, those who can open casinos are all a little backed. There are people behind the casino where the original owner worked. It is the Li family who is not weaker than Wei's in Donggu County.

In recent years, the Li family is even better than the Wei family—the master book of Donggu County is the Li family.

Moreover, the Li family is prosperous, and many small officials in the county office are all Li family.

It is precisely because of this that the Li family can open the casino so big, and also because of this, the Li family has some rules. For example, it is stipulated that thugs like the original owner can use various methods when asking for debts, but they usually cannot treat ordinary people. Do it, so as not to cause something to hurt the casino and then the Li family.

Even things like debts and human lives will never be allowed.

The Li family pays attention to long-term development, but they don't want to cause public resentment.

The original proprietors of casinos, the casino will not make a contract with them, basically come and go freely, many people just have no money to be thugs for a period of time, rich and leave.

At this moment, Yanjing said that he should live a good life. Guan Shi was a little surprised: "Are you going to live with Master Wei?"

The Li family didn't deal with Wei Jia, so Master Wei followed Yan Jing and ran away... Guan Shi was watching the show with a smile, but Yan Jing said he wanted to live with Master Wei, but he didn't believe it anyway.

He thinks that Yan Jing is just just getting up with people and is willing to listen to a few words. As for the future...

Many gambling ghosts have been fresh with their new wife for a few months, and after being in charge for a few months, they come to the casino again. In the end, it is not uncommon to sell their daughter-in-law.

Wasn't she just being sold?

"Yes." Yan Jing smiled.

"Then you have a good life. When do you want to come back, come back again." Guanshi Li pinched another handful of shredded tobacco, looking at the kinder.

Yan Jing talked to Guan Shi Li and ran home with the pot.

It took him another quarter of an hour to get home, running hungry, and as soon as he arrived at the door of his house, he saw a lot of people around his house, all looking at his house curiously.

But when Yan Jing came, these people ran away, and one of the children fell while running, but the mother ignored him.

The child didn't cry, and kept running when he got up.

Yan Jingze: "..."

Yan Jing entered the room and saw Wei Lingxiu sitting on the paved bed blankly. When he saw him, his expression became vivid: "Brother Yan, you are back!"

"Well, I'm back." Yan Jing took out the warm buns wrapped in oil paper from his arms: "I bought meat buns, you eat quickly."

There were only two meat buns. Wei Lingxiu took one, but Yan Jing stuffed the other into his hand: "It's all for you, I have eaten it."

He has never eaten it, but he is so poor now that he doesn't eat meat buns anymore.

This kind of meat buns, he needs ten to be full.

Although Wei Lingxiu used to be unwelcome at home, there was really no shortage of food. At least this kind of meat buns could be eaten if he wanted to.

At this time, I didn't think too much, so I started eating slowly.

He had no appetite originally, but when he was eating, Yan Jing had been busy inside and outside the house. He looked at it, and his appetite suddenly improved. He ate two buns thoroughly and became a little thirsty.

Where do I pour drinking water?

Wei Ling was at a loss for correction, but Yan Jing boiled the water.

The teapot and cup in Wei Lingxiu's room were also brought by him. He used a gourd scoop to scoop water from the pot and repaired a pot of water for Wei Ling: "Be careful."

"Yeah." Wei Lingxiu smiled at Yan Jing. His smile looked sweet, but he lost his previous domineering look.

Yan Jing felt distressed again.

It was late, and it was getting dark. Yan Jing asked Wei Lingxiu to go to bed earlier - he gave Wei Lingxiu the furnished bedroom to sleep, saying that he lived in another room.

But Wei Lingxiu went to bed, but instead of going to bed, he went out.

He bought a pot today. The farmer lacked money to take the old pot that was used as a pawnshop. It saved the need to cook the pot and can be used directly. So he could boil water as soon as he came up. Run out.

He took the person he liked home, feeling a little excited, and couldn't fall asleep on the left and right sides, so he might as well go out and chop wood!

When there was no sound in Wei Lingxiu's room, Yan Jing went out empty-handed.

He didn't have a knife for chopping wood. Fortunately, his arm strength was amazing, and the firewood could be broken directly and brought back.

After such a tossing, it was midnight, and Yan Jing returned home with a bundle of firewood on his back and started cooking.

He is too hungry and must eat something.

As for what to eat... Yan Jing bought two kinds of food before.

One is new rice that is more expensive and can be peeled off cleanly, and the other is cheap old rice.

Put water and stale rice in the pot, and Yan Jing will boil it. When it is done, he washes a pickle and eats it directly by the pot.

He ate half a pot of porridge, then went out quietly, and continued to chop wood. He was also thinking about getting some wood and bamboo to repair his roof.

When he left, Wei Lingxiu came out of the room and walked towards the kitchen.

During the day, he experienced being kicked out of the house. Although he fell asleep at night, he was awakened from dreaming in the middle of the night.

As soon as he woke up, he heard a rustling noise outside. In the middle of the night, what was Yanda doing?

The room Wei Lingxiu lives in is next to the main room, and it is the best room in this family, but the "wall" made of wood and bamboo on the mud wall is already ripped and there are many gaps.

Wei Lingxiu moved a stool and looked into the hall from the entrance of the cave.

The moon is good today, the door of the main room is open again, and the situation in the room is clear.

Yanjia’s kitchen is connected. He sees that Yanjing is cooking. After finishing cooking, another person eats quietly. Look, what he ate should be porridge.

Didn't Yan Jing say that he had eaten it at night? Why did you get up in the middle of the night to make porridge again?

Wei Lingxiu was very curious, and when Yan Jing left, he went out and quietly entered the kitchen.

There is half a pot of porridge in the pot, and a few pickles next to it.

Wei Lingxiu drank a little porridge with the gourd scoop that Yan Jingze used to scoop the porridge. He felt that the porridge was mixed with rice husks.

Yan Da, if he ate steamed buns, he would definitely not have to cook such porridge in the middle of the night... Wei Lingxiu returned to the room, feeling sour and sour, and threw himself on the bed crying.

Crying and crying, fell asleep again.

Although we cried, when Wei Lingxiu woke up the next morning, she was in good spirits, probably because the depression in her heart was completely gone.

The dazzling sunlight came in through the hole in the roof. I'm afraid it's not too soon!

Wei Lingxiu jumped up abruptly, put on his clothes and opened the door to go out, and saw Yan Jing chopping bamboo with a hatchet outside the house.

Yan Jing was busy all night last night and went home in the morning. He ate half a pot of porridge left over from yesterday and cooked the porridge for Wei Lingxiu. Then he went to the village chief’s house to borrow tools such as an axe. .

The village chief didn't dare not borrow, so at this moment, Yan Jing was chopping the bamboo, planning to weave the bamboo together before repairing the house.

"Ling Xiu, are you awake? There is porridge in the pot. I have already eaten it. That is for you." Yan Jing smiled.

Wei Lingxiu was ready to endure hardships with Yan Jing, and planned to eat the porridge no matter how bad it tasted.

As a result, he opened the lid and saw a pot of white rice porridge on the steaming rack, steaming a bowl of pickles and an egg.

"I didn't do anything delicious, you can eat whatever you like." Yan Jing said.

Wei Lingxiu nodded, eyes sore again.

The pickles are chopped very finely, and a little oil is added when steaming. It is delicious to eat with rice porridge. Although the eggs are steamed in a bowl with water, most of them are not eaten.

Wei Lingxiu peeled the egg, bit a little egg white to eat, and went outside again, handed the egg to Yan Jingze's mouth, and smiled: "I don't like to eat egg yolk, choke, you can eat it."

"I'll give you scrambled eggs at noon." Yan Jing said, eating the egg yolk in one bite.

Wei Lingxiu ate the egg whites and divided the porridge into words and scenes. Then he began to clean up his desk and took out the contents of his book basket.

There are pens, inks, papers, and inkstones in the basket, and Yanjing also brought all the books and copybooks he used for enlightenment and recognition.

Wei Ling thought about it, and he had no way to make money. The only thing he could do was copy books.

At the time, his brother had teased him about his poor knowledge, saying that he could only read the word and could copy books for some money.

He was also stupid at the time. He even said that even if he didn't study, Wei Jia would be his own in the future, and his brother would have to test his fame to earn his family business...

Who can think of today?

Think about it carefully, who is the scholar outside the house who is like him all day, who is stared at by the grandmother at home and copying Buddhist scriptures? People have always copied only those rare books, and they also copied one for their own reading. Copying one more copy is afraid of delaying reading time.

Wei Lingxiu found a "San Zi Jing" and copied it slowly.

He doesn't read much, but he can memorize the "San Zi Jing". It's easy to copy this. Should I get some money after copying it?

While Wei Ling was editing the book, Yan Jing came in.

These days, scholars have a very high status, and the original owner is also afraid of scholars. Speaking of it, if it were the original owner yesterday, he would definitely not have the guts to threaten a Juren master like him.

But now Wei Lingxiu feels better when he writes.

Wei Lingxiu is a scholar. If he can, should he provide for Wei Lingxiu to study?

Scholars are so popular these days! If Wei Lingxiu had gained fame, he would definitely live well in the future!

Yan Jing thought so, leaning over to watch Wei Lingxiu write.

He didn't know any of those words, but he felt that Wei Lingxiu's writing was particularly good, even better than the ones printed in the book.

Yan Jing is very big and has a strong sense of presence. He stood beside him, and Wei Lingxiu suddenly became flustered and made a mistake. He hadn't noticed it yet.

"You made a mistake." Yan Jing pointed to the word.

It was pointed out by Yanjing that Wei Lingxiu found out that he had made a mistake, and he was a little strange: "How did you see it?" Isn't Yanda ignorant?

"These two characters are not the same." Yan Jing pointed to Wei Lingxiu's "Three Character Classic" and said naturally.