Chapter 467： Life experience is not simple

Chapter 467 Life experience is not simple

“Don’t worry, grandma, my uncle has been kind to me. If it hadn’t been for the three hundred coins from my uncle, I would not be where I am now, let alone what I am today.” Yang Fugui always remembers the past.

Mrs. Li nodded happily and felt a little better. "Then you work hard. You don't have to worry about things in the village, let alone your father. Your father and I can suppress him for another two years. With us, Now, he can't make any trouble!"

Ms. Li made up her mind that she would have to fight for her life with Prince Yama again for this grandson.

  Mrs. Zhou listened in confusion, thinking that the grandfather and grandson were talking about the brick kiln factory, so she did not interrupt. She just kept trying to please Yang Erdan and kept asking about the imperial examination.

Yang Erdan answered carefully, "Third Aunt, I have been in contact with Mr. Ming from Mapo Academy in the past few days. Mr. Ming told me that Lai Gui is now more cheerful and energetic. In two days, The end of the year is relatively stable, and the current situation at home can afford it, so don’t worry.”

Zhou hurriedly smiled and shook his head, "I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry! By the way, will your mother and the others come back?"

When Yang Erdan saw Mrs. Li and Old Man Yang looking at him expectantly, he couldn't help but feel sad, but he didn't deliberately tell lies to coax them, "Probably it won't be so soon. The Qiuwei of Sizhuang will end next year. If it passes, it will happen." Immediately go to Beijing to attend the Spring Festival. If everything goes well, Sizhuang will stay in the capital for the next two years.

He is now quite old, and his marriage is on the agenda. There is also Xiaoya. A Niang will probably marry her in the capital. After their affairs are settled, a few years will pass. "

"That's what you said!" Li shook her head in frustration, but she understood.

Old man Yang comforted and said: "The boss is here for the future generations of our Yang family. If we can't help, forget it. We can't hold her back. We just need to take good care of ourselves in the village and try to live until our children and grandchildren get married and start a business, hahaha."

In the past, Old Man Yang had a very open mind about life and death. Only when his grandson became an official did he realize that being an official still requires a dingyou. If he or his wife died, the grandson would have to pay a dingyou for one year, and he would not be able to be an official, take the imperial examination, and be unable to do anything.

He doesn't dare to die now, he just hopes that he will live a long life and not cause trouble to his grandson.

Mr. Li was so coaxed by Old Man Yang's words that she couldn't help but smile and became happy again.

However, their happiness did not last long. On the early morning of the first day of the first lunar month, Yang An suddenly knocked on the door of Old Man Yang's house in a panic, with a white cloth wrapped around his head. When he saw Yang Laosan, he choked with red eyes and said: "Yang You, tell Uncle Jiang and Auntie that my father died last night!"

"What's going on?" Yang Laosan was very shocked. Apparently the old village chief showed up yesterday when he was opening the ancestral hall. He was energetic and flexible. He gave six cents to each child in the village. This money was from the clan. He used the income from the fields to reward the children and encourage the children in the village to make progress.

He was also helping out at the time, but he didn't see anything wrong with the old village chief.

Yang An wiped his tears and said: "My father was indeed fine yesterday. After he returned home, he talked to some of his grandchildren, telling them to work hard and be filial. He also had a happy New Year's Eve dinner in the evening and drank a bowl. rice wine.

Originally, my father wanted to drink more, but my mother refused, and he was not angry. He just sat there with a smile and said nothing. At first, everyone thought that his father had drunk too much and was sitting down to take a nap. After about two quarters of an hour, My father didn't move either. My mother asked him to go back to the house to sleep. She called him several times but there was no response. Only then did she realize that my father was not breathing. "

Yang Laosan was also very sad when he heard this, but he still advised: "The old village chief died without illness. He is mourning. Don't be sad. I will tell my father and mother right now."

Yang An nodded, "I have to go to the next house to inform, so I'll leave first."

When Old Yang and Mrs. Li learned about the death of the old village chief, they were stunned for a moment. They immediately packed up their things, took out the white cloth from home, and went to the village chief's house with the support of Mr. Yang and his wife.

Yang Erdan attended on behalf of Jiang Ning's family. He was an official. With him here, the old village chief's funeral was held in a grand and dignified manner. Even the depressed old man Yang and Mrs. Li felt a lot better. It was already the fifth day of the Lunar New Year after the funeral of the old village chief. Yang Erdan and others had to rush back to Fucheng. Before leaving, they had to give Old Man Yang and Mr. Li a few words. Yang Erdan was worried and went back to Fucheng specially. I found a doctor and paid him a lot of money to take care of Old Man Yang and Mrs. Li in Rongshu Village.

The old doctor was grateful for Yang Erdan's filial piety, so he reluctantly went through it. Unexpectedly, when he went to Rongshu Village, he found that all the children here were studying in the school. The whole village had a good atmosphere and good rules, so he came up with the idea of ​​retiring in Rongshu Village.

Yang An took the opportunity to ask the old doctor to offer medical courses in the school, and gave the old doctor six taels of silver every month to practice. The old doctor agreed without much hesitation.

Originally, he wanted to spread some knowledge about herbal medicine to the children, but he didn't expect that he would discover a few children who had the talent to study medicine. The old doctor sighed that there were successors to his medical skills, and he became more and more interested in taking classes.

Of course, these are all things for later.

Yang Erdan made arrangements for the doctor before writing to Jiang Ning about the village affairs.

When the letter arrived in the capital, it was already March in Yangchun.

Along with Yang Erdan’s letter came letters from Yang Santie and Yang Xiaohua. Jiang Ning felt a little absent-minded after reading the letter.

Xu Nuoyan noticed something strange and hurriedly asked, "Auntie, something happened?"

Jiang Ning sighed, "The old village head of Rongshu Village passed away. Erdan stepped in for us and everything was settled. There was nothing going on back home. I was just a little sad. But there was a letter from Santie saying that Ayana had arrived. With the help of Xiaohua's medical skills, I remembered many things from my childhood."

Xu Nuoyan's heart skipped a beat and she quickly asked, "What did she remember?"

Jiang Ning shook his head, "Santie didn't say much in his letter, but the less he said, the more serious the matter is."

She is very aware of her son's temperament of reporting good things but not bad things, but she is afraid that there is really something wrong with Ayana's life experience.

Yang Santie and his party, who were talked about by Jiang Ning, were currently in a private room of an inn full of ethnic characteristics in Jingu City.

Opposite the couple sat Xiao Chongyun with a stern face.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit solemn.

After a while, Yang Santie slowly spoke, "This is the third assassination we have encountered in Jingu City. The first two times the opponent was just a test, but this time it was a fatal blow. If you hadn't led people to arrive in time, , I’m afraid all my people will have to stay here.”

They came out of the customs in the first month of the year. At that time, Jingu City was still covered in a vast expanse of white snow. At this time, the most valuable thing was naturally food.

Yang Santie also recognized this and sold grain worth 100,000 taels outside the customs. In just half a month, he earned back 300,000. In addition, other tea, porcelain, silk and wine that the rich liked, these Dong Dong earned another six hundred thousand, and in just one month, his net worth doubled several times.

Just when he was having a great time making money, danger came quietly.