Chapter 68: The Divine Religion of the First and Last
"Ah!" One scream after another came.
Lu Mingchao: ...
Suddenly I'm not afraid anymore.
It turns out that courage can also be compared.
"Lu Mingchao?"
Feng Jinyu heard the sound, secretly opened his fingers, revealing his eyes, and peeked in cautiously.
The red lanterns reflected on the faces of the people, and the light and shadows appeared blurry and dim. Blurred and dim, the surroundings were dark, and it was extremely eerie and terrifying.
Aunt Feng closed her eyes and tugged at Feng Jinyu, "What did you promise?"
"Have you never heard the older generation say that if someone calls your name while walking on the street at night, you should never answer?"
"Are you tired of living?"
Lu Mingchao shook the red lantern in his hand and said, "It's me."
"Come up quickly."
Aunt Feng opened her eyes doubtfully, and when she saw the donkey cart in front of her clearly, she was delighted, but she still warned, "Do you remember what you scolded me for?"
Lu Mingchao frowned and recalled, "Auntie also wants to be the stepmother of Xie Yan's child?"
"Then I'll just hang myself outside your house."
"Is this a curse?"
In the darkness, Aunt Feng's face turned red instantly.
It's not shameful, it's embarrassing.
Xie Yan also looked at Lu Mingchao in surprise. What is this unknown story?
Aunt Feng will be the stepmother of his child?
Lu Mingchao squeezed Xie Yan's hand and complained first, "It's because I didn't know your age at that time, so I spoke hastily and made blind guesses."
"You really dare to guess." Xie Yan sighed helplessly.
"You guys come on board. I'll go sit in the front with the driver."
Hearing this, Aunt Feng and Feng Jinyu brushed off the weeds and dirt on their bodies and nimbly climbed onto the donkey cart.
"Xiao Ming, I was wrong about that. Don't mention it again. I'm too embarrassed to raise my head."
As soon as Aunt Feng got on the donkey cart, she started talking with a wry smile.
Lu Mingchao smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that Aunt Feng will think I'm a wild monster?"
"Don't mention it, don't mention it."
Aunt Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the little red lantern swaying in Lu Mingchao's hand with indescribable expression.
This was the first time she felt that the festive red lanterns could have such a terrifying effect in the wilderness.
"Why are you crying?" Lu Mingchao handed Feng Jinyu a handkerchief and asked softly.
Feng Jinyu pursed his lips and sobbed softly.
"Lu Mingchao, that old scholar is not a human being!"
As soon as Feng Jinyu finished speaking, the tears that she had just barely held back burst out like a river bursting its dam, and could not be stopped.
Aunt Feng was in a lot of trouble. "Sister-in-law, please stop crying."
The red lantern coupled with the mournful cry sounded like a female ghost demanding revenge.
"Lu Mingchao." Feng Jinyu held Lu Mingchao's cloak tightly with one hand. "The old scholar said that if I marry him, I must perform concubine rituals for his deceased wife's tablet every day."
Lu Mingchao was stunned.
Performing concubine rituals in front of the tablet of your deceased wife every day?
The religion of the legitimate and illegitimate gods?
She didn't expect that she would meet the legendary die-hard fans of the Divine Religion here.
"Old scholar, you have no ability but great rules."
"Toad, an ugly looking flower."
Feng Jinyu stopped crying, tears hung on her eyelashes, and she looked at Lu Mingchao without blinking.
She loved listening to Lu Mingchao talk, as he could always accurately condense her thoughts.
"Old scholar, are you planning to remarry and marry a second wife, or do you just want to find a free maid in the name of remarrying to take care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the whole family?" Lu Mingchao asked directly.
Feng Jinyu wiped the tears from her face with a handkerchief and said viciously, "What do you mean by scholars are noble and elegant, and have poetry and books in their belly and can support others with the fragrance of books?"
"I didn't see it at all."
"A family of three living in a moldy, shabby house, how can that be called noble?"
"He has triangular eyes, a bulbous nose and protruding ears. He speaks with a tone of contempt and almsgiving. I can't tell that he has a lot of poetry and books, but I can tell that he is a half-full bottle of wine. He has read a lot of books and has become complacent and self-righteous."
"If a scholar is like this, I would rather marry a farmer who earns a living on the land. At least he is a down-to-earth person."
As soon as the word "scholar" was mentioned, the disgust in Feng Jinyu's tone seemed to be about to overflow.
Lu Mingchao pursed his lips and said, "Jin Yu, you can't generalize everyone. Studying makes people excellent, not makes them feel superior."
“If reading makes a person become indifferent to others and feel more and more superior, then he is not worthy of being called a true scholar.”
Feng Jinyu was furious, "Tomorrow I will ask my parents to go and settle accounts with that filthy matchmaker."
Lu Mingchao frowned, not having the heart to strike Feng Jinyu.
It is very unlikely that Mrs. Feng would choose to offend the matchmaker.
The matchmaker was very well-connected in the surrounding villages, and with just a few words from her eloquent mouth she could completely ruin the reputation of the Feng family.
Old Mrs. Feng still hopes that Feng Jinyu will marry into a good family.
And there is more to the Feng family than just Feng Jinyu.
The night wind was howling, Feng Jinyu said nothing more, and quietly rested her head on Lu Mingchao's shoulder.
Changxi Village.
After saying goodbye to the Feng family’s aunt and sister-in-law, Lu Mingchao headed home.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Lu Mingchao said loudly.
Yunniang held Jingyi in her arms, looking anxious, "Why did you come back so late?"
"Did you run into any trouble in the city?"
Lu Mingchao smiled and said, "No, everything went smoothly."
Yunniang looked suspiciously at Lu Mingchao from head to toe for a long time before she felt relieved.
"All right, all right."
Lu Mingchao handed the bamboo basket over and said, "Mother, I met some simple folks in the county town. They saw that I was kind and righteous, so they gave it to me."
Yunniang: ...
Does she look that gullible?
"Then mom, go add a few more dishes."
Yunniang walked towards the kitchen carrying a basket of vegetables.
Lu Mingchao divided the things he brought back, and then told Lu Yao exactly what had happened in the city during the day.
Lu Yao’s eight hundred thoughts should not be wasted.
"Is it really useless?" Lu Yao was surprised.
"Nine out of ten." Xie Yan didn't say it too confidently.
Lu Yao carelessly stroked the scroll in his hand and said, "It's useless if it's useless."
"Chao Chao did a great job."
"This can be considered as eliminating violence and maintaining peace."
"After what happened in the county hall today, the Sun family will have to be cautious if they want to retaliate."
"However, the most cunning person in the Sun family is not Mr. Sun, but the eldest son of the Sun family, Sun Zhiye."
"I have been studying at Qingyun Academy for a long time, and I have occasionally heard of Sun Zhiye's reputation from my classmates."
"Good reputation?" Lu Mingchao's face wrinkled.
Can a white pigeon come out of a pile of crows?
Are we looking down on crows or looking up to pigeons?
Lu Mingchao was skeptical.
Lu Yao nodded, "It is indeed a good name."
"Some people praised him for his business acumen, while others praised him for being a kind and righteous gentleman."
"He expanded his grandson's business to the capital, and used the profits to support several poor students."
"When everyone talks about him, they express admiration and regret."
"I think he is the only clear and melodious string in the Sun family, which is a pile of mud."
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