Zhang Ning took the boat back as usual. When he got off the boat at Dazhong Bridge, the sun had just set. The surrounding light was gradually dimming. Lanterns had been hung up early under the eaves of some buildings on the long street, such as restaurants and teahouses. The city gate was closed at You hour, and now he had to leave the city.
Unless he has official documents, Zhang Ning doesn't need to worry about this anymore.
There are still a lot of people on the street, and the hustle and bustle of the day has not yet come to an end. Everything makes him feel real and trance-like, as if this life is a game, but now it seems that the operation interface of this game seems to be very unfriendly. Getting started is
High difficulty.
He was puzzled, how could he be here even though he had died? He couldn't figure out the reason for such a fantasy thing no matter how hard he thought about it. What was even more puzzling was that he had just regained life and had not yet figured out the situation.
, I found that I was about to die again... It was a coincidence that I went to the brothel to deliver something today. If I hadn't heard more information from Fang Ling, I would have died without even knowing how I died. I came and left in a daze.
Once upon a time, everything came and went without taking away a single cloud. Now that I understand, it probably won’t help. The only good thing is that I finally didn’t become a fool: Where can I run to? Now
In the early Ming Dynasty, social order was relatively good and there were very few refugees. The countryside was under a tightly controlled baojia system. He was not very optimistic about escaping this disaster.
The street was at the center of the wind, and a sudden cool breeze hit his face, making him feel very lonely and helpless.
When I approached Liren Street and was about to enter the alley where my home was, I met an "acquaintance". This person lived in another alley next to him. His face was not very good. He had a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, a big left eye and a small right eye. He was also an acquaintance.
He was a student student, but he had given up on continuing the imperial examination. He seemed to be teaching a while ago, but he failed in teaching and was unemployed. His name was Wang Zhen. Zhang Ning suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a famous eunuch named Wang Zhen in the history of the Ming Dynasty.
However, he was not sure that this person was the eunuch, and even thought that the possibility was very low: eunuchs usually like to change their names in order not to disgrace their family.
Wang Zhen raised his head and glanced at Zhang Ning, but Zhang Ning's expressionless face showed no intention of saying hello. Wang Zhen did not take the initiative to answer so as not to make himself uncomfortable. He continued to squat and amuse the children in front of him, holding a hand in his hand.
Holding a bunch of sugar carrots, he said with a smile: "Call me daddy, and I'll eat it for you."
Zhang Ning thought: It’s so boring.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Li from the next door to Zhang Ning happened to come out of the alley at this time. She saw a good show, and the child was Aunt Li's son. As expected, after a while Zhang Ning heard Aunt Li's voice behind him scolding: "Heaven castrated."
I want my son to go home and have a baby by myself!"
Zhang Ning had no interest in meddling in their business, but the curse came clearly into his ears without blocking his ears. He couldn't help but think: The three nuns and six women in the market are really terrible, and they would curse such hurtful words in front of their faces. The most important thing is Wang.
Since Zhen had no children, there were rumors about him in the neighborhood that he was sterile.
Zhang Ning didn't notice what Wang Zhen's face was like, and he walked straight to his home.
When he got to the door, he was about to knock on the door, but he opened it all of a sudden, "Brother!" came Zhang Xiaomei's voice. Soon a pure and fair face with oval seeds appeared in front of her eyes. She waited for Zhang Ning to come in and bolted the door behind her.
With a face full of joy, she pulled his sleeve and walked back. She pretended to be unhappy and raised her mouth: "Why did it take you so long to deliver something? Don't think too much about women in that kind of place. Let me tell you, they
I just want the money in your bag..."
"Little sister." Zhang Ning interrupted her and stood there hesitantly. Zhang Xiaomei looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?" Zhang Ning looked at her seriously and suddenly noticed a wisp of her hair.
Her ear hair had fallen out and was sticking to her cheeks. She couldn't help but reach out lovingly to brush it away for her. She pretended to be relaxed and said, "I'm leaving Nanjing early tomorrow morning. I'll be out for a while. I'll meet my uncle and aunt later."
I will tell them too."
Zhang Xiaomei asked anxiously: "Why is my brother suddenly leaving the city? How long will it take?"
How long will he have to go? Zhang Ning feels sad, maybe forever... When he leaves this home, he has fulfilled his final responsibility to his uncle's family and his little sister. He knows that he has not brought them any benefits, but at least he does not want to implicate them.
. As long as he leaves, those who are engaged in conspiracy will definitely not embarrass his family. On the one hand, there is no selfless complaint, and on the other hand, the matter itself is a conspiracy. Who wants to make the matter bigger and make things worse? But if he continues to stay at home,
, it’s hard to say whether an accident will accidentally injure innocent people.
"Don't ask, you still don't understand. I'll go out to do some errands and come back when I'm done." Zhang Ning said.
"elder brother……"
Zhang Ning suddenly felt so sore that he almost burst into tears. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and quickly suppressed the feeling. He said: "I'm really glad to meet you. It's a kind of fate..."
The younger sister looked at him with her eyes wide open in confusion. He realized that his emotions were still unstable, so he forced himself to calm down and said: "I'm not here, so you have to be good. From now on, marry someone who treats you well. It's simple.
Life in this land is so ordinary..." Suddenly, there was a heavy weight on his body, and Zhang Xiaomei suddenly threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly. The first thing he felt was something soft sticking to the bottom of his heart, and his mind started buzzing.
For a moment, he was overwhelmed by the soft touch, the fragrant smell, and the pure warmth. For a moment, he felt as if he had fallen into a hot spring, which was indescribably warm and soft from the outside to the inside.
He hesitated and quietly placed his hand on the girl's shoulder. He felt the softness of the skin and the grace of the bones through the clothes. The touch was like a trace of electricity, slowly flowing into his heart through his fingertips and entering his subconscious.
, was carefully hidden in the most private corner of his heart. Little sister... At this moment, he seemed to feel that the whole world was filled with only warmth, full of flowers, no more blood and cruelty, no more competition for interests, no more hatred between the past and the present.
blame……
"Brother, don't you want me anymore?"
The leaves rustled and there was a gust of wind. The cool autumn wind made Zhang Ning wake up a little. He naturally pushed Zhang Xiaomei away and took her hand: "Let's go back." It was soft and soft, and the little hand was slightly cold.
Zhang Ning covered her with his big hands and let his own body heat warm her. When he held it, he could feel some calluses in her palms, which was a testimony of hard work.
Walking along the wide eaves, Zhang Ning quietly let go of his little sister's hand before reaching the door of the hall. The little niece shouted: "Second father is back." Zhang Ning walked over, pinched her cheek, and muttered:
"I left in such a hurry when I came back that I forgot to buy snacks for Xiaoxiao."
Sister-in-law Luo Yue'e, who was placing dishes and chopsticks on the table, said seriously: "Don't spoil her, she'll spoil her." Auntie Zou walked in with two plates of dishes: "We'll have dinner when your uncle and eldest brother come back. I'm hungry."
Are you gone?" Zhang Xiaomei kept looking at him, as if she was afraid that he would disappear from her eyes in the blink of an eye. Zhang Ning regretted not controlling his emotions and talking too much just now. It seems that Emperor Calm is not that easy to learn.
"By the way, Auntie." Zhang Ning called to Zou, took out the ingot of silver from his sleeve and put it on the table, "The customer named Fang was very satisfied with the Yunjin design and insisted on placing a deposit. I brought it back
Already."
Zou was surprised and said: "About five taels! How can you get so much deposit?"
Zhang Ning said with a smile: "I wrote a poem for her, and the customer named Fang insisted on paying ten times the original price for us to embroider the poem on the brocade. I couldn't refuse, so I agreed to him."
"Ten times?!" Zou said with an expression of disbelief.
At this time, Zhang Shicai's laughter came from outside the door: "The ink in Erlang's belly is still there, and no one can steal it. Ink is money!" Zhang Jiujin and his son walked into the main room together, and the family became more and more popular. Zhang Jiujin
He still looked very stern and had no nice words to say, "I met a master who has no money but no land to spend."
"Wash your hands and go to the table to eat." Zou ordered.
Zhang Ning stood on the threshold and said: "One more thing. I met Ma Maocai from Jiangning County at Wuding Bridge. Did I mention him at home before? I heard from him that the father of my classmate Yang Maocai passed away.
, many classmates from Shangyuan County School have gone to the countryside to go to the Yang family. I had an accident not long ago, and I didn’t know it until now. I have to rush there early tomorrow morning, and it will probably take a while. Although I am no longer
Students from the county school, but many of them have been classmates for many years, and they still need to keep in touch if the friendship cannot be let go."
Zhang Jiujin nodded in agreement: "No matter what, you have to move around frequently to maintain the relationship. Everyone recognizes you, so don't be too embarrassed. I'll ask your aunt to prepare some silver tomorrow morning. How much does it cost for a funeral?
There must be etiquette. Isn’t there a saying that says, ‘A scholar should be able to make money’?”
"Are you really going to attend the funeral?" Zhang Xiaomei couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Ning smiled and said, "Of course it's true. Why should I lie about where I'm going?" But she was still skeptical after hearing this, mainly because what Zhang Ning said before was so strange.
While the family was talking, they were eating at the table in the order of the oldest and the youngest. Mrs. Zou pointed to the silver on the table and said, "Anyway, I have to wrap the silver for you tomorrow morning. You should put this ingot away first to prevent the children from losing it." Zhang Ning also said.
He picked it up without being polite: "Five taels is almost enough. I don't need to trouble you to get it tomorrow." Zou said: "You don't have to be polite if you want to use the money. It belongs to you two brothers and sisters. Your uncle and I will help you take care of it."
.The income and expenditure of the shop, the annual land rent, and the daily expenses of the family are all accounted for. My family will not let you brothers and sisters suffer. In the future, if you are unwilling to study for the imperial examination, you will have to take over your accounts sooner or later."
What Zou said was reasonable. Sure enough, even brothers have to settle accounts. If they are not directly related, they are not a family. But the overall atmosphere tonight is very good, everyone is talking and laughing. Zhang Ning feels that he is gradually integrating into this family, but it is a pity...
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