Ning Wuque walked home with an old sandalwood box in his hand, carrying two cloth bags in one hand.

The sandalwood box is carved with dense demonic texts, square and tightly tucked in the face. It is heavy in the hands, weighing about ten pounds, and I don’t know what is inside.

Sandalwood is extremely precious. From ancient times to the present, sandalwood has been sought after by noble people and is expensive. Moreover, sandalwood has the effects of soothing nerves, assisting meditation, refreshing the mind and meditating. In medical use, it also has a wide range of uses such as cooling, astringent, strengthening the heart, nourishing, and lubrication of the skin.

The wooden box in Ning Wuque's hand is a long-standing old sandalwood, a rare red sandalwood with a mellow fragrance. It is priceless when sold.

Holding such a valuable thing, Ning Wuque was a little absent-minded. He didn't even hear the villagers greet him on the way. It was not until he walked to the door that Ning Wuque came to his senses and secretly laughed at himself.

When he opened the fence door, Ning Wuque saw Ning's mother and Ning Bowu were already sitting next to the stove. There was a tall and dark-skinned boy sitting beside Ning Bowu.

Seeing Ning Wuque coming back, Ning's mother hurriedly greeted and said, "The village chief asked Wushuang to send you a few kilograms of white flour, saying that she wanted you to replenish your body, so she kept him for dinner."

"Cousin!" the young man shouted to Ning Wuque indifferently.

Ning Wuque didn't care, smiled and said, "Wu Shuang is here, it's time to stay for dinner."

The young man was the son of the village chief. He was fifteen years old this year. He was tall and big, and had a good body. He was already an important laborer in the family. He also went to a school when he was a child and had a dispute with Ning Wuque. However, Ning Wuque had a fool brother. Ning Wushuang had a fight with Ning Wuque, so he formed a grudge.

In short, Ning Wushuang is from Ningjia Village, and he still has to call Ning Wuque "coon" as he calls him "coon". These are all grudges from the past. Ning Wuque may still care about it in the past, but now he no longer cares about it.

"Mom, sir, gave two more kilograms of rice."

As he spoke, Ning Wuque entered the house, found an inconspicuous location to put the sandalwood box, and then put down the rice and white flour given by Ning Feng, and then walked out.

"Ning Feng is really, he doesn't have enough food himself, and he even delivers things to his house. Our family owes him."

Ning's mother was nagging and took a pair of bowls and chopsticks from the stove. Ning Wuque sat down and said, "I will repay you more in the future. Wushuang, eat more meat. The rabbit meat in winter is fat."

Ning Wuque didn't want to accept Ning's mother's words, so he led the conversation to Ning Wushuang, picked up a piece of rabbit meat from the pot and gave it to him, and then picked up two more pieces to Ning's mother and Ning Bowu's bowls.

Ning Wushuang looked at Ning Wuque in surprise, but she couldn't figure out why Ning Wuque was so enthusiastic today. He always felt that Ning Wuque was a little unfamiliar with him, as if he was no longer the stupid scholar who only knew how to study hard.

The conflict between Ning Wuque and Ning Wushuang is not a dead grudge, it is just a child's jealousy. Ning Wushuang is not bad in nature, and is even kind-hearted and willing to help others.

Feeling Ning Wuque's kindness, Ning Wushuang was silent for a while, then bite the rabbit meat, looked at Ning Wuque, with hope in his eyes and said, "Cousin, I want to go to the county town with you."

Ning Wuque drank a sip of the soup in a gentle manner, looked at Ning's mother, and nodded when he saw him, he knew that Ning's mother had agreed to this matter.

As for why Ning Wushuang wanted to go to the county town, Ning Wuque could guess one or two. Young people are always curious about the outside world. Moreover, Ning Wushuang is also aware of the text and is even more unwilling to stay in a small village for the rest of her life and live a mediocre life.

Ning Wushuang is like this, why is Ning Wuque the same?

"My father said that if my cousin passed the exam, he would need someone to serve him." After thinking about it, Ning Wushuang said hesitantly, while looking at Ning Wuque.

Ning Wuque smiled. He was sure that this must have been said by the old village chief. The old village chief could not read a word, so how could he think of these things?

After drinking the soup in the bowl, Ning Wuque looked at Ning Wushuang, stared at his gaze, and said lightly: "Do you want to make a name for yourself?"

Ning Wuque's eyes were very pure, but Ning Wushuang felt that the eyes were like two sharp knives, which stabbed him up and down, but could not get rid of them. Ning Wushuang had to lower his head and nodded.

"Wuque, please help Wushuang, there is a companion on the road!" Ning's mother couldn't help but speak.

Ning Wuque put down the bowl, nodded, and said, "I am going to leave the day after tomorrow. If you want to go, I will wait for me at the village head the morning after tomorrow."

"Really?" Ning Wushuang raised her head and looked at Ning Wuque with joy in her eyes.

Ning Wuque smiled and said, "I'm afraid you won't get up then!"

"Haha, you can get up, you must get up." Ning Wushuang smiled honestly, with an uncontrollable look of excitement on her face.

Ning Bowu, who was fighting with rabbit meat on the side, also raised his head, smiled, then lowered his head, and then fought with rabbit meat.

Ning Wuque is just talking and joking, how could Ning Wushuang not get up?

After dinner, Ning Wushuang, who was excited, ran back as if he was running back, and was in a hurry, as if he had won a grand prize.

Ning Wuque cleaned up the dishes and took them to the stream to wash. When he came back, he saw Ning's mother in front of the door. Ning Bowu didn't know where he had gone.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Ning's mother looked at Ning Wuque, sighed softly, and said, "Did Ning Feng tell you?"

"Yeah!" Ning Wuque nodded, lowered his head, walked into the house, and put down the bowls and chopsticks.

Ning's mother also came in, and made up her mind. She suddenly said, "Let Wuhua go out with you too. Learn martial arts from his father. If you waste it here, you might as well let him follow you. Maybe you can help you. If you become rich in the future, you can also help him."

Ning Wuque raised his head, his eyes full of confusion, and said, "Mom, what should you do if you are alone?"

It is absolutely impossible to keep Ning Wuque's mother alone. Ning Wuque is not young anymore, and with the hard work over the past few years, she looks even older. It would be fine if Ning Wuque was gone. If Ning Bowu was gone, Ning Mom would be alone and lonely.

Ning Wuque cherishes this maternal love, and he is even more unwilling to be hurt by Ning's mother. He can't help but say, "Mom, why not leave with me!"

Ning's mother showed a smile on her wrinkled face, shook her head, and said, "Silly child, this is the root of my mother. Even if I die, my mother will die here. Moreover, Wuhua is stupid and can't help me. I have discussed it with your uncle. When you leave, my mother will move over to him and support each other. Moreover, many people in the village have received favors from your father, but they don't have to worry about life. But my mother has to worry about Wuhua. After my mother dies, who will take him away? If you take him away, you will also relieve your mother's worries. When you come to the underworld, you can see your father."

Ning Wuque's nose was sour. He knew that Ning's mother didn't want to keep Ning Bowu, but for the sake of her son's future, she could only do this. This is maternal love. It is silent, but great, and makes people sigh and cry.

"I will take my brother away." Ning Wuque nodded silently.
Chapter completed!