Chapter 207 208. Return to the Village
Gu Wenheng shook his head. "Why don't you go back and talk to the dean now? This can be considered as helping your family out, and it won't count as completely falling behind in schoolwork."
Deng Yuanhang rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'm not going to get beaten. Even though the dean is smiling all the time, if he knew that I didn't know the difference between the primary and the secondary, he would definitely remember me in his heart."
Gu Wenheng: "…" So you did it knowingly before?
"Wenheng, senior brother, how do you treat me usually?" Deng Yuanhang came over and wanted to hook his shoulder, but Gu Wenheng easily dodged him.
"Just say what you want to say, don't do anything."
"I know Wen Heng always makes annotations on the books," Deng Yuanhang winked, "You know."
Gu Wenheng sighed, "Then come home with me first, but remember to return it to me after you finish reading it."
"That's what I should do," Deng Yuanhang smiled immediately. "It seems that my kindness to you is not in vain. If you need anything in the future, just let me know. I will definitely go through fire and water for you."
Gu Wenheng: "…" It seems like I've heard this before.
"Oh, the master's disciples are back," Li Hesen said, blocking them with a gloomy face, "Why? The noble master forgot and didn't recognize him."
Gu Wenheng called out "Senior Brother Li" and Deng Yuanhang immediately stood in front of him, "What? You don't recognize me as your senior brother?"
"How dare I? You are all scholars now. How dare I, a small student like you, call you brothers?" Li Hesen glanced at the academy behind them, then turned and left.
"What did he mean just now?" Deng Yuanhang was stunned. He hadn't even fought back yet, so why did he run away first?
Gu Wenheng patted his shoulder, missed him, and left.
"No, what do you mean?"
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Gu Wenheng was pulling the donkey cart, with one side piled with things, leaving only a corner for Jin Qianqian to sit on. Qingmei and Qingzhu, who were brought along this time, followed on both sides, curiously looking at the scenery along the way.
They wanted to drive the carriage back, but the roads here did not allow it. The width of the carriage was such that it could not fit into the country roads.
Song Xiuniang held Gu Lejia with one hand, trying not to fall behind, and kept asking, "Why haven't we arrived yet? We've been walking for almost half a day."
"How should I know?" Gu Le's family had never been here before, but he was very excited. He would be able to see his parents and brothers soon, and this distance was nothing to him.
"But I can hardly walk," Song Xiuniang felt pain coming from the soles of her feet. "Why do you have to carry so many things? Can't you make some space? Otherwise, go tell your aunt. My feet hurt so much that I can't walk anymore."
"How can elders give in to younger generations?" No matter how dumb Gu Lejia was, he knew that if he dared to ask for this, he would not get what he wanted, so why should he ask for trouble?
"So how many elders are there in your family?" Gu Xiuniang asked, gritting her teeth.
"Didn't I tell you?" Gu Lejia looked at the houses in the distance and replied absentmindedly, "In addition to these uncles and aunts at home, there are also elders in the clan."
"Seventh Uncle, are we almost there?" Gu Lejia dragged Xiuniang and trotted a few steps, caught up with him and asked.
"We're almost there." Gu Wenheng pointed to the village ahead, "These are the villages that were built by people who fled with us. But we still have to go a little further inside. The next village will be ours."
Looking at the thatched houses here and only a few brick houses built in the middle, Song Xiuniang felt a chill in her heart. What can houses like these withstand?
The Gu Le family didn't think there was anything unusual. After all, most of their houses in their hometown were thatched houses like this.
"We're just ahead," Gu Wenheng's words sounded like heavenly music. Gu Lejia immediately looked into the distance and soon discovered that the houses here seemed to be better built than the villages ahead.
As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, Gu Wenheng stopped the donkey cart and said, "We're at my home. Wait a minute. I'll put the things in first and take you home later."
Gu Lejia looked at the brick and tile houses in front of him, and his heart was full of expectations for his home, especially when he looked inside along the intersection, it seemed that every household was built quite well.
Song Xiuniang also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this village looked richer than the previous one.
Jin Qianqian stood at the door and looked at the fields and fish pond in front of her. The seedlings in the fields were already thirty or forty centimeters tall. These should have been planted by the tribesmen, and they seemed to be well cared for.
But it is also true that, apart from their respective fields, this will be an important source of expenses for the clan in the future.
"The crops here are growing so well," Qingmei, who came from the countryside, looked at the paddy fields with envy. If their family also had fields like this, would they not sell her to exchange for a betrothal gift to her brothers?
Jin Qianqian pointed to the several acres of land in front and said, "These are all ours, but now they are being cultivated by the tribe."
At this time, Gu Wenheng also opened the door, and Jin Qianqian took Qingmei and Qingzhu to help drive the donkey cart into the house.
He found the gifts prepared for the two elders and put them together, and asked the Gu Le family to pack their luggage.
In fact, in addition to the set of bedding prepared by Gu Wenheng for him, Gu Le's family also had a few sets of clothes to change into, so it can be said that he came back empty-handed.
Not to mention Xiuniang, she only had a small package in her hand with a set of clothes in it, it couldn't be simpler.
Looking at the things in his hands, Gu Lejia felt very unhappy. All his previous efforts were in exchange for a wife?
No, he still owes a lot of debt to his seventh uncle. Thinking of this, Gu Lejia is still worried about his parents' reaction. They probably won't welcome their son back.
"Who's in there?" Gu Mingqiu poked his head out and asked, "Aunt Dashi, are you in there?"
Everyone in the village knows that it is usually Li Cuicui who comes to clean the yard.
"It's me," Gu Wenheng walked out of the room, "Mingqiu, come in and sit down."
"So it's you who's back. You've been away for a long time this time. You haven't been back for years."
Gu Wenheng smiled and said, "This time we are going to go a long way. Why are you here? Are you planning to leave the village?"
"No, it's you who planted the land here for the tribe, and everyone took turns to take care of it. It happened to be our turn these few days, so I came to see if there was any water. Haven't you visited your parents yet?"
Seeing Gu Mingqiu's sympathetic eyes, Gu Wenheng could guess that the old man was probably up to something again.
He smiled and said, "I just got home, I'll be there soon after I pack up."
"Is this the kid from your old family?" Gu Mingqiu suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Gu Lejia who came out from the backyard. "Is this the eldest or the third oldest?"
After all, the three brothers looked somewhat similar, and they hadn't seen each other for such a long time that Gu Mingqiu could not tell them apart.
(End of this chapter)
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