Chapter 62 Future

Li Zonggui finally wiped his face, got up and patted Lv Feng on the shoulder heavily, patted him for more than ten times in a row, but he said, "Don't worry, eat first, let's go, let's eat!"

Lv Feng was dragged out of the door by Li Zonggui and took him to eat in the kitchen. Li Xiaoyao tilted his head and looked at the two pills in his hand, smelled it again, raised his hand and threw it into his mouth. He didn't want this good throat candy, so he would eat it himself.

This period is about the day of grain delivery. The soldiers transporting grain passed under the Bijia Mountain one day, and the number of food robbers increased from 15 people to 25 people in one class. Wei Shuisheng took turns to work down the mountain. As long as they passed the grain team under the Bijia Mountain, they would never let one go. Several warehouses of grain on the mountain were soon piled up. Li Xiaoyao looked at the house full of rice and wheat contentedly, and only felt that this day was really facing grain, and spring flowers were blooming.

Satisfied, Li Xiaoyao sat on the most comfortable rocking chair on the whole mountain and read idle books in the sun. After reading, he went to Mr. Fan's big bookshelf to find a few more books to read.

In the afternoon, Li Xiaoyao carried two books and went to Mr. Fan's residence. In the yard, there was a sand table in front of several children of different sizes, sitting and practicing writing. Mr. Fan's face was thin, wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, sitting in the porch, mixing tea in an orderly manner, while sitting with Li Zong sitting on the other side of the low table. Liang was talking. Seeing Li Xiaoyao come in, he greeted him with a smile, "Have you finished watching it again? The two books you took have to be carefully tasted. So fast, have you swallowed dates again? Come on, have a cup of tea. That's all I brought. If you don't drink it, there will be nothing. Mr. Fan's tone was calm and he could not hear sadness and joy. For a while, the pain of losing his son and his wife gradually became numb and calmed down little by little.

Li Xiaoyao responded with a smile, first sent the book back to the bookshelf in the room, found two more books, mopped a chair, and sat next to Li Zongliang. Li Zongliang raised his hand and stroked Li Xiaoyao's head, looked at Mr. Fan and said with a wry smile, "On this mountain, Xiaoyao is more worried than me. Sometimes when I think about it, she is a girl's family. •••Alas, I feel very sad."

Li Xiaoyao moved a little uncomportunistically. She was very happy. What's wrong with this almost arbitrary days? Mr. Fan handed a cup of tea to Li Xiaoyao, looked up at the children in the yard who were practicing calligraphy, turned his head and looked at Li Xiaoyao and said, "Yesterday's mansion was copied, and the court commissioned Zhu Youjin to be Chizhou Zhizhou."

"Well, I saw it. It was recommended by the eldest prince." Li Xiaoyao nodded and answered, looking at Mr. Fan, waiting for him to speak. Mr. Fan looked at Li Zongliang and sighed with a dark face: "This Zhu Youjin was born in the same year as me. He was bought with real gold and silver. Later, he chose a county magistrate. He scraped the land too hard and offended several households in the county and was killed. After being dismissed from his post in Taiping Mansion, he returned to Taiping Mansion. Somehow he got on the original official Xia Shangshu. He worshipped Xia Shangshu's favorite concubine as a godmother, so he reinstaged the official and chose another county magistrate. He was unlucky. A few days after he took office, there was a big case of rebellion in the territory. He didn't put down his luggage, so he withdrew back and waited for him to return to Taiping. Xia Shangshu has sued the old man. In less than two years, he hooked up with Song Gongsheng's brother-in-law, Third Master Wen, and recognized his godfather.

Mr. Fan paused and looked contemptuously: "That Wen San is a few years younger than him!" Once, Mr. Wen was invited to have a banquet. Wen San was drunk and raped his second daughter-in-law. He turned around and gave his second daughter-in-law to Wen San as a concubine. In this way, he was selected and became a county magistrate. Such a shameless thing was actually put in his sleeve by the eldest prince and recommended him to be this Chizhou Zhizhou!" Mr. Fan exhaled angrily: "I was originally hoping for the virtue of the eldest prince and the former queen. Who doesn't respect it?! Who knew it was like this! That's how it is!" Mr. Fan put the cup in his hand heavily on the table, leaned back to the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and was very sad.

"Sir, don't think too much. The eldest prince may have been deceived for a while." Li Zongliang said in a low voice. Mr. Fan shook his head slowly. Li Xiaoyao curled his lips and curled his lips: "For the king, it is to distinguish people's use, so that the things that gentlemen and villains can't be divided will take their positions later. He is also a faint king, dizzy!"

"What Xiaoyao said is very true, alas!" Mr. Fan sighed for a long time. Li Xiaoyao looked at him and poured another cup of tea. He was not going to talk any more.

The figure at the gate of the courtyard shook, and Li Xiaoyao quickly turned her head and looked back. Mrs. Fan walked lightly into the yard with a log food box, followed by Yu Yan holding a tray. Li Xiaoyao turned around and continued to drink her tea leisurely, but the corners of his eyes saw Li Zongliang staring nervously at the cup in his hand.

Li Xiaoyao blinked for a moment, glanced at Li Zongliang a few times, turned his head and looked at Mrs. Fan carefully. Mrs. Fan probably left in a hurry. There was a slight sweat on the tip of her nose. She walked to the three of them, bent her knees, and said softly, "The eldest sister asked people to grind a few liters of rice noodles, steamed a few plates of cakes, and let me give them to my father, uncle and the fifth master to taste."

With that, he put the food box in his hand on the side, took two plates of hot rice cakes, took a coarse pottery pot and a few small bowls from the tray in Yuyan's hand, and poured three bowls of white chicken soup: "This is the chicken soup cooked according to the method of Master Wu."

Li Xiaoyao narrowed her eyes and watched Aunt Fan hand over the bowl to Mr. Fan first, hold another bowl, and generously entrust it to Li Zongliang. Li Zongliang was about to reach out to take it. When he stretched out, he found that he was still holding a teacup in his hand. He hurried back, threw the cup on several times, drenched the tea water and took over the soup bowl and opened it. He opened his mouth as if he had said a thank you, but no one heard it. Li Xiaoyao picked up a bowl of soup by himself and looked at Li Zongliang speechlessly.

Mrs. Fan didn't seem to see Li Zongliang's embarrassment. She stood up and stepped back and said, "I'll come back later to clean up the dishes. The eldest sister is still busy." Mr. Fan nodded and responded. While drinking soup, Li Xiaoyao watched Aunt Fan go out of the courtyard with Yuyan. Mr. Fan greeted the children sitting in the yard writing and asked them to wash their hands and eat rice cakes.

Four or five children, the youngest is only four or five years old, and the older is only eight or nine years old. They are young and have no worries. They eat rice cakes happily. While eating, you push me and I push you with hip-hop jokes. Li Xiaoyao turned his head and looked at Mr. Fan, who looked at them with pity and let them make jokes. This old man Fan couldn't help but be a child. Sex doesn't seem to be a pedantic person. Several children ate cakes, drank clear chicken soup, played for a while, and continued to sit in front of the sand table to practice writing.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Li Xiaoyao raised his chin for several children and asked directly. Mr. Fan looked at Li Xiaoyao and asked, "What are your brothers and sisters going to do in the future?"

Li Xiaoyao turned his head and looked at Li Zongliang. Li Zongliang looked at Mr. Fan and honestly replied, "I haven't thought about this. Since I went up the mountain, I've been thinking about how to live. I can take the big guy to have a full meal. I haven't thought about it yet."

"Our brother and sister are from Lijia Village in Chizhou. The year before last, South Vietnam broke in and slaughtered the village. The eldest brother and others protected me and escaped desperately, so they had to leave their hometown. Later, in order to treat my legs, we went to Taiping Mansion to heal their legs. Our brothers and sisters all found a job. Originally, they wanted to save some more money and had capital, and they were in peace. The house opened a fruit preserve shop and live a stable life. Who knew about the matter of Princess Funing, Taiping Mansion was recruited. The eldest brother and others were taken to top the number of Baoli. Our brothers and sisters had to escape. We wanted to escape to South Vietnam or Peiping. When we arrived here, we met a strong wall and clear field, and there was nowhere to go, so we had to fall into the grass first. I can't help it all along the way. Li Xiaoyao sighed and said frankly.

Mr. Fan was silent for a moment, sighed sympathetically and asked, "What about the future? Do you want to be a mountain bandit for a lifetime?"

"In the future, my husband also saw that in such a troubled world, if he wanted to be stable and unattainable, didn't he have to run away? Sir, you are still an official! After a day, although the government and Qing army is strong, Beiping is located in the cold land, and its population and products are limited. If you want to be strong, you have to grow up slowly. Although the court of the State of Wu is turbulent and the military strength is weak, it is a rich country. Where is the background of hundreds of years? If there is a wise king or a good man suddenly appear, who will die? Well, I don't know when this chaos will last, or if this mountain will be more stable. These dozens of people are in the same boat and can still survive. Li Xiaoyao stopped talking, lowered his eyes and hesitated for a moment, and then said, "A few years ago, I have sent people to open a shop in Taiping Mansion to do business. Now there is no capital on the mountain. Let's wait until the middle of the year. If you can do a few business well and have money, I will choose a suitable person to open a shop in Kaiping Mansion to do business for everyone. Keep a good step backwards."

Mr. Fan listened attentively to Li Xiaoyao's words and looked at Li Zongliang, who was equally obedient. After a long time, he sighed and looked at Li Zongliang and sighed, "No wonder you said that Xiaoyao is more worried than you. It is a blessing for your brothers to have such a sister!" With that, he turned his head and looked at Li Xiaoyao: "I didn't expect you to understand more than I can see. The world is just Beiping and Wu. What you said is extremely true. It is unknown who will kill this deer. In the imperial army, it is changing rapidly. It is very appropriate for you to plan like this. I also looked at this mountain, and there are still a few places to retreat. Then Xishan is not good. When you can't retreat, the cunning rabbit has to have three caves. This is one. Second, the business of Kaiping Mansion. If you have the right person, I have some capital and money. You can use it first.

Li Xiaoyao looked at Mr. Fan in surprise. After a long time, he asked slowly, "Sir, are you going to follow us?"