1.04 million Changsheng returned home

Fang Xiao just came to say goodbye and learned that Wan Changsheng decided to take Erqiang back to Jiao County. He suggested that he take Tong Lin with him because this boy is good at kung fu and his safety on the road would be guaranteed.

Xiao Wu didn't say that the main responsibility of Da Wu and Xiao Wu is to protect Young Master Ping An, and the others are secondary.

The remaining Qingshi and the others are still children. Tong Yu and Lin Feng are okay, but they are not good enough. No matter how talented Lin Feng is, he is still too young.

Ping An agreed with him: "Dad, Uncle Fang is right. It just so happens that Tong Lin can take my second cousin to drive the carriage. When we go back, we can just say that he is someone who works with you. It's okay for him to stay in Baicaotang in the county."

Fang Xiao was kept for some breakfast, and then he hurried back to the valley. He had been away for several days and there was a lot of things to do in the valley.

At noon, Sun Wen and Da Wu came over.

Without waiting for Ping An to say anything, Sun Wen dragged him to the main courtyard to study. Unless he was really busy, he insisted on giving Ping An lessons every morning so that he could also find time to review.

With such a great talent, he can remember almost everything he sees. If he doesn't use it to study, he will be struck by lightning, right?

He didn't want to confront the eldest son head-on for the time being. He wanted to wait until the child passed the county examination, the prefectural examination, and the academy examination, and ranked high. That would be the time for him, Sun Wen, to compete with the eldest son.

It's okay to study medicine, and put it after studying. There's nothing wrong with people having more skills. He is also the chief accountant. I'm not bragging, but there are very few accounts that he can't check. He will teach Ping An these skills in the future.

Ping'an is also his disciple, and the eldest son also acquiesced to it.

Da Wu naturally went to the main courtyard as well and brought a group of boys to the open space at the foot of the mountain. If they were not ruthless in their martial arts training, it would not do.

Mei Niang and Wan Changsheng were extremely grateful to Mr. Sun. It was better to use a hard approach. Ping An was too interested in medicine. As parents, they still wanted their son to pass the imperial examination as much as possible, but there were some things that were not convenient to say now.

It is a bit unkind to let the eldest son support him while talking about the imperial examination. But Mr. Sun is different.

Wan Changsheng hurriedly went to Xu Zhuangtou to ask for leave. When he learned that he wanted to go back home, he naturally agreed and told him not to rush as the village was not busy anymore.

Wan Changsheng appreciated his kindness and discussed it with Mei Niang.

Since you are doing work for others, you have to act like a worker. Ordinary clothes for three people will do. As for the gifts, just bring some ordinary cloth and buy some cheap and affordable items on the street.

In a word, low-key.

Being low-key is the right path. Although Erqiang is small, he is very clear-headed. Just say hello and that will be enough. As for Daqiangzi's matter, I guess his parents-in-law will agree. Bringing him to the city is better than bringing him to the village, isn't it?

If you really wait for ten or eight years and Ping An has grown up, and Erqiang and his brother have also grown up, your mother's family can move out. If the old people really don't want to move out, then after they pass away, your eldest brother and his wife can also come out and live with their son.

"If you go back to see your elder brother, be careful not to get entangled with your aunt."

Later, her husband would occasionally talk to her about the past between the two brothers, and she knew that her husband had forgiven his brother. After all, they were brothers from the same father and mother, and even if their bones were broken, their tendons were still connected.

She can't just ask to be nice to her natal family and then ignore her uncle from her husband's family. That's not right.

"I know. I'll be careful. Look, I still want to see him and the kids. Mei Niang, I'll go to the street now and buy some more cheap cotton cloth and some snacks."

Mei Niang took out a purse and said, "Here are ten taels of silver. If it's not enough, I'll go get more."

After taking the ten taels, the family had just twenty taels left for pocket money, so there was no need to use the two hundred taels given by the son.

"That's enough. I can't spend it all. The weather isn't hot anymore. Madam, I'll buy some steamed buns to eat on the way."

Mei Niang smiled and said, "There are vegetables all over the field. I'll knead some dough this afternoon. You can buy some more meat and I'll make some more buns. You can take some with you on the road, and the rest can be given to Ping An and the children."

Wan Changsheng thought so too.

He came back from the street and helped.

In the main courtyard.

It was the first time that Ping An was beaten by his teacher, and it was a beating that left red marks on his hands.

After the teacher was satisfied with his memorization, he felt that Ping An still needed to learn calligraphy formally, so he started with copying books. However, Ping An was not careful and wrote a character as a modern simplified version. In the teacher's eyes, that was missing limbs, and he would not learn a lesson without a beating.

Fortunately, in this life, I have been a child for eight years since I was a fetus. I have psychologically accepted that I am a child, although in some aspects I am still mature beyond my age.

Just hit me, three slaps, not too much, not too little, not too light, not too heavy, I can still bear it.

Sun Yat-sen felt sad when Ping An was beaten, as he was his first disciple. His son had been going to school and studying with a teacher since he was young, and he himself had never taught him much.

Jade cannot be made into a useful object without being carved. It is unforgivable to write such a simple word wrongly.

But this kid's handwriting is still very good. In just a few months, he has had time to practice every day and his handwriting has become quite good. He is still very satisfied with it.

Sun Yat-sen sat at another end and read a book.

A teacher can't teach students without knowing anything, so he became unusually anxious.

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Erqiang counted the silver in his purse and grinned.

Last time, he brought back seventeen taels of silver, enough to marry two wives. After this trip to the south of the Yangtze River, his pocket had another six taels, one of which was given by Mr. Sun, who said it was a reward for their hard work.

Hard work? Not hard work, I ate a lot of delicious food. I was paid by the eldest son, so I should do what I should do. Mr. Sun is really polite.

Jiangnan also brought some small gifts, which he distributed to his cousins ​​when he got home. His sisters bought some flowers on the way, and he had just over a hundred coins left.

Thinking of the one or two taels he had spent on snacks on the way, Erqiang felt so sick that he wanted to hit himself. Why was he so greedy? This time, all the money would be handed over to the family. Anyway, everything he ate and used now belonged to the eldest son.

I can also be considered a government official.

Sun Wen only let Ping An go home at noon, and he had to go back to the city. Going back to Yong'an did not mean that there were fewer things to do. On the contrary, there were still many trivial matters, and he could only go home to accompany his wife in the morning and evening.

Ping'an saw his parents busy in the kitchen, so he went into his room and took out the silver he had earned this time. If he wanted to please the master, he would not go empty-handed, so he had to take a small purse.

There was a foal, but I didn't bring it back this time. The master said it was still too small, so I'll let someone else take care of it next time.

One hundred and twenty-six taels of silver.

A small box of gold leaves is worth about five taels of gold, or fifty taels of silver.

Several jade items, two gold locks, a knife, two daggers, and a set of surgical tools.

A number of various small gifts.

That’s pretty good. I brought 197 taels of silver with me when I went out, and I still have 186 taels left, which I hardly used.

He put these small gifts from Jiangnan in a bag, keeping only a few that he liked and giving the rest to his father as a gift. He kept the entire three hundred taels and gave the remaining twelve taels to them for their travels.

I won’t give money to my mother this time. I can get it when I need it.

Wan Changsheng looked at the things his son stuffed into his arms, which were a purse and a small gift.

"Dad, the twelve taels of silver are for the journey, don't be too stingy, these little gifts are just enough to bring back and give to others."

"Your mother also gave me ten taels. I just spent two taels on the street. Eight taels is enough. You can keep these for yourself."

"Dad, I still have some. Do you want to bring more? A poor family is rich on the road, right?"

Wan Changsheng smiled, "We have a mule, so we don't need to live well, just eat ordinary food. It's safer to be low-key. I have discussed with your mother that when we go home this time, the three of us will wear ordinary clothes, so as not to attract attention. I will accept the clothes given by my son. Since your father is not at home, you will take care of your mother.

I've made up my mind. This time when I come back, if you stay in Medicine Valley for a few months, your mother and I will follow you. I'm also working in the valley anyway."

If you can avoid being separated from your children, it’s better not to.