For the woodcutter, the most important thing now is to bring the young scholar home.
Don't let anyone discover something wrong with the young scholar.
...
The young scholar was a little hesitant.
But hesitated that he could not resist the strength of the woodcutter.
He was pulled away by the woodcutter.
...
The young scholar turned around.
The well opened its mouth quietly and swallowed the rain.
He almost swallowed his life.
It's a black monster...
It's... Xiao Xiangrui...
...
As soon as he left the house, the woodcutter kept working.
Immediately went back to the inn to pack my luggage.
Then set off home.
...
Running all the way.
Fortunately, I encountered a ox cart on the way.
They arrived home before dark.
...
The woman walked around the door.
Looking at the door from time to time.
Several disappointments made the woman more anxious.
She couldn't help but walk out of the door.
Look to the end of the path.
...
Finally, the woman heard the sound of a tap.
Just as she was about to look happy, she thought that the woodcutter went out and did not take the bus.
The sound of the tap should have nothing to do with the woodcutter.
The woman's face suddenly dimmed.
...
It's getting dark...
Why haven't you come back yet?
The woman tightened her hand.
...
The woodcutter jumped out of the car at the intersection.
"Uncle, thank you."
The woodcutter grabbed the young scholar's arm and helped him get out of the car.
He frowned.
Although I noticed it when I was carrying a young scholar back to the inn, I felt it again and the woodcutter couldn't help but sigh: I went out to take the exam and lost so much...
...
"Brother, I can."
The young scholar gestured to the woodcutter to let go of his hand holding his arm.
His feet didn't twist.
The person is not sick either.
When you get off the bus, you need someone to help you, so you won’t even need someone to help you when you walk.
...
“Go slower.”
The woodcutter didn't force him, and he took his hand back.
"Anyway, it's already so late, so it's not a short time."
...
The young scholar nodded.
After keeping his feet on the ground, he found that his body was a little floating.
really.
It doesn’t have any impact after a few rains.
Even though my brother gave him ginger soup.
...
The woodcutter followed the young scholar.
Pay attention to the status of the young scholar.
To be honest, the quietness of the young scholar on the way back made the woodcutter feel a little more at ease.
Young scholars are not always in a state of epilepsy.
As long as you don't mention the black monster...
The young scholar is the same as before.
No exceptions.
...
ah!?
The woman saw a familiar figure.
She couldn't help but run forward a few steps.
...
Hearing the movement, the woodcutter turned his head.
I saw a woman with a look of surprise.
He smiled.
"We're back."
...
"Um."
The woman smiled,
She looked at the young scholar.
...
"sister in law."
The young scholar said hello in a warm voice.
There is nothing unusual.
...
The woman has curved eyebrows.
"Why."
"It's good to be back."
"Are you hungry?"
"You don't have to hurry."
"I'll go and heat up the food for you first."
The woman hurriedly turned back to the room again.
Since the person is back, there is no rush to have any problems.
...
The woodcutter arrived at the kitchen.
...
"Why are you here?"
The woman was a little surprised, "...Is my brother okay?"
After hesitating for a while, she still asked.
In fact, my younger brother has never returned home, and she and the woodcutter have guessed the reason.
The woman had just secretly observed the young scholar's expression.
No problems seemed to be found.
Could it be that they guessed wrong?
If so...
The joy between the woman's eyebrows and eyes quickly disappeared before it could rise.
She noticed the woodcutter's frown.
"What's wrong?"
...
The woodcutter shook his head.
He sighed slightly.
He opened his mouth.
After a while, he shook his head again.
"Let me tell you tonight."
"Eat now."
"Everyone is hungry."
"You didn't eat either?"
The woodcutter looked at the woman with some disagreement, "You can eat first."
"Don't wait for us."
Why wait for them hungry?
...
The woman suppressed her worries.
She raised the corners of her mouth.
"I won't feel at ease if you don't come back."
Even if you eat it, you won’t know the taste.
"It's better to wait for you to come back and have a meal together."
...
The woodcutter shook his head.
He reached out to pick up the meal.
"Then come and eat it."
"Don't starve yourself."
...
On the dining table, for a moment, there was only a slight sound of chopsticks and plates colliding.
No one speaks.
...
The woman secretly looked at the woodcutter.
The woodcutter picked up a piece of meat for the woman.
"eat."
"Don't just eat food."
“Eat more meat.”
...
The woman nodded.
She looked at the young scholar.
I thought of the topic of chat.
"This meat is from the wild boar that your brother caught."
"It's so fragrant."
"Brother, thank you for your hard work."
"Eat more meat to nourish your body."
“It’s only been a few days…”
The woman was a little surprised and pity, "Everyone has lost weight."
Sure enough, the others were right.
An exam is nothing more than a trial for candidates.
It's so hard...
...
"He asked for it."
The woodcutter couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.
If a young scholar finishes the exam, he will go home immediately after seeing the results, instead of walking to someone else's home in a daze...
I was soaked in several rains.
Let yourself go crazy...
It won't mess up yourself either.
In just a few days, people have lost weight.
...
"What?"
The woman didn't hear the woodcutter's murmur clearly.
She subconsciously leaned over and said, "Mr., what did you say?"
...
"nothing."
The woodcutter shook his head.
Unless the young scholar takes the initiative to mention it, the woodcutter does not want to mention those bad things in front of the young scholar.
Hmm.
Something that made him feel bad.
...
I wonder if it is a bad thing for young scholars?
...
The woman seemed to realize something, and she nodded.
No more questions.
...
"Brother, try the snake meat."
The woman continued to greet her, "It was also the snake that your brother caught on the mountain."
“The taste is so good.”
"It can be made up too."
...
After dinner, the young scholar returned to the study.
The woodcutter followed the woman.
"younger brother."
The woodcutter reminded the young scholar, "You are tired these days."
"Let's take a few days to rest before starting to study."
"Don't force it."
"It's even more unworthy when I'm really sick."
...
The young scholar nodded.
He looked at the woman.
"sister in law."
"Please make steamed buns for me tomorrow."
The first time he saw a black monster was because the other party stole his steamed buns.
This time, he also wanted to use steamed buns to draw out the black monster.
...
The woman was slightly stunned.
She subconsciously glanced at the woodcutter.
Then nodded.
"good."
"Sister-in-law will make you steamed buns tomorrow."
"You have a good rest today."
Chapter completed!