Chapter one hundred and seventy-fifth is unwilling
Li Ye looked at the back of Liu Mingzhi walking towards the courtyard, took the horse rein from Chen Jie and handed it to Xiao Dezi.
"Xiao Dezi, please take my uncle's and my mother's horses to the hay shed and place them there.
If the fodder we feed the cows is not delicious, you can go to the houses of Uncle Liu, Uncle Ding, Brother Chu or Brother Yu to see if there are any soybeans or black beans, and buy a stone for them to mix in."
Xiao Dezi took the horse's rein and nodded respectfully: "Hey! Don't worry, Master. Just leave the horse to the young man."
Li Ye watched Xiao Dezi leading the two horses towards the hay shed outside the courtyard, and looked at Chen Jie who was staring at him and reluctant to look away.
He leaned down and picked up the delicious river fish that was still tumbling on the ground, gently took Chen Jie's hand and walked toward the courtyard door.
"Mom, come in and sit down quickly and see how the place where my child lives now is going."
"Hey! Hey! Mom, listen to you and take a good look at the place where you live now."
Liu Mingzhi looked back at the mother and son who were silently reminiscing about the past, and walked into the main room of the courtyard uninvited.
A set of furniture made entirely of bamboo is placed in the main room, and a set of exquisite but unobtrusive tea sets is placed on the bamboo table.
On the east side is the bedroom. Several folded quilts are neatly placed on the bed, and a few pairs of coarse cloth shoes on the bedside are a little bit old, but they are also clean.
It can be seen that Li Ye's living habits here are quite self-disciplined.
He turned his eyes to the west side. Bookshelf, desk, and the four treasures of the study were all available, but the quality could only be said to be average.
There are a lot of books on the bookshelf, about hundreds of them arranged in an orderly manner, and the cover of each book is worn out. It seems that it was caused by Li Ye reading it over and over again while passing the time.
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"Uncle, mother, please sit down quickly and let me pour you tea."
Liu Mingzhi turned around and glanced at the couple who walked into the house, nodded with a faint smile, walked towards the bamboo chair beside him and sat down silently.
Chen Jie casually glanced at the layout of the room, looked at her son with a pleased expression as he went to carry the pot on the stove, and sat down below Liu Mingzhi as usual, curiously looking at the furniture in front of him that was made entirely of bamboo.
Chen Jie has always used furniture made of precious wood since she was a child. It is inevitable that she will feel a little novel about this kind of furniture made entirely of bamboo.
"Uncle, mother, you drink tea.
This is the tea that I made by frying the fresh bamboo leaves from the back mountain after the rain after I learned how to make tea from Mr. Wu from Yanliu Village.
Although I think my craftsmanship is pretty good, to put it into detail, it’s just a cup of rough tea from the mountains at best. I hope you don’t dislike it.
However, if you taste it carefully, the taste should be no less than the traditional fragrant tea.
But maybe it’s because of the children’s self-study.
You guys try it first, if you don’t like it, I’ll change it to another tea.”
"Well! Sit down. There is no need to be polite to your uncle in your own home, and there is no need to be reserved."
"Hey, you are really sensible. You should sit down and have a rest. The river water must be cold in the morning. Drink a cup of tea to warm yourself up."
Li Ye looked at the completely different expressions on his uncle's and mother's faces, walked to the chair next to him and sat down.
"Uncle, mother, why did you suddenly come to Yanliu Village?"
Liu Mingzhi picked up the tea without hesitation and took a sip. Looking at Li Ye's curious eyes, he said softly: "When I sent you here, my uncle promised you and your mother that he would let you go from time to time.
Mother and son met each other.
It's just that after my uncle sat in that position, he couldn't help himself with many things.
It may seem like you are living a lazy and carefree life, but in fact, you are faced with government affairs of all sizes, making it difficult to escape.
Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. During the holidays at the end of the year, my uncle thought that there would be no major state affairs, so he brought your mother to see you.
After all, I haven’t seen you for so long, so it’s still necessary to see how you are doing.”
After Liu Mingzhi finished speaking, he looked at Li Ye sitting there for a while.
This child looks completely different from what he looked like three years ago. His temperament is as refined as a well-educated man who has been familiar with poetry for many years and has a mind full of poetry and literature.
Back then, my body was thin due to being busy with government affairs day and night and having irregular meals. Now I am much stronger and taller, my face is rosy and shiny, and I am full of energy.
The back that was slightly bumpy at first straightened up, and the greyish hair on the temples disappeared.
It seems that after living in seclusion here for about three years, Li Ye's situation should be pretty good.
"Compared to three years ago, you are much stronger now, both physically and mentally.
How is it? Are you still used to living here after more than three years? "
Li Ye looked at the layout of the room calmly, then looked back with a faint smile: "When I first arrived, it was inevitable that I would be a little acclimated, but now I have already become accustomed to the life here.
The scene described in the poem "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan" is probably nothing more than this!
When I first came here, the words "Your Majesty, what are you going to do, what are you going to do? Your Majesty, what are you going to do, what are you going to do?" suddenly disappeared from the child's ears. These words had already scratched the ears, and it was really difficult for the child to adapt.
After all, a person who is used to being busy suddenly becomes idle and always feels like something is missing.
To be honest with my uncle, when the boy first came to live in seclusion here, whenever he called me Xiao Dezi, he still subconsciously thought of himself as me!
Later, I gradually got used to being called Young Master.
Xiao Dezi also knew that the child was miserable when he stayed here, so he went to a city a hundred miles away to buy various books to relieve the child's boredom.
Over a long period of time, reading, plowing, fishing, wild fishing, and bragging and joking with peers in the village, I gradually became accustomed to my current status.
If I hadn't suddenly seen my uncle and mother at home today, I would have almost forgotten that Mr. Li, who was well-read in poetry and books, had his hair tied back and was diligent in studying, had another identity in the eyes of the folks in Yanliu Village.
It went so fast, I didn’t realize it had already been three years.”
Liu Mingzhi quietly looked at Li Ye's sighing and melancholy expression for a long time, and gently played with the bamboo leaves on the water in the cup, which looked like they had just sprouted after the rain.
"Have you ever regretted it? Are you unwilling? Have you ever thought that one day you would take back the one hundred thousand mountains and rivers that belong to you from your uncle?"
Chen Jie was savoring the taste of the tea made by her son. When she heard Liu Mingzhi's sudden question, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble suddenly.
The warm tea in the cup fell directly on the beauty's plump chest. Chen Jie didn't bother to wipe the water stains on her clothes. Her lips were slightly white and she hurriedly looked at her son. She wanted to say something, but because of Liu Mingzhi,
I don't know how to speak on the side.
Li Ye felt his mother's gaze and subconsciously raised his eyes. Seeing the care and fear intertwined in Chen Jiefeng's eyes, he felt mixed emotions and sorrow in his heart.
If I had listened to my mother's words back then, maybe I wouldn't be in this situation now!
Liu Mingzhi observed Chen Jie's reaction clearly from the corner of his eye, but he didn't say anything, pretending to turn a blind eye.
His eyes were always fixed on Li Ye, never moving.
Li Ye sighed quietly, picked up the tea and tasted it briefly, looking at Liu Mingzhi calmly.
"Of course I regret it, of course I won't give it up."
Chen Jie suddenly stood up, and the remaining tea in the cup spilled all the tea on her chest. Chen Jie frowned and looked at her son opposite with her delicate body trembling.
"Ye...Ye'er, don't talk nonsense, and quickly admit your mistake to your uncle."
Liu Mingzhi stood up gently, walked to Chen Jie and patted her shoulder gently, telling her to sit down calmly, and then looked at Li Ye with a half-smile.