In their conversations, they all complained about the current world, the unfairness of the system, and their ill-fated fate.
If Qingsong was sent to study under such a teacher, Qian Chunhua was worried that Qingsong would become the next angry young man.
Qingsong's life experience is different from that of ordinary people. If Qingsong is influenced by Mr. Xiao's thoughts, will he blame himself for being replaced as soon as he was born, or complain about this and that all day long?
Qian Chunhua shuddered at the thought.
Never mind, it still doesn’t work here.
Considering that Mr. Xiao did not discriminate against her cousin's simple clothing, Qian Chunhua left the jar of wine to Mr. Xiao.
"Thank you Mr. Xiao for your introduction. I will go home with my child and think about it again."
After making his excuses, Qian Chunhua took Qingsong away.
Qian Chunhua was in a bad mood because she didn't like either of the two private schools.
It’s getting late outside, it’s time for lunch, so I might as well fill my stomach first.
Fortunately, when leaving home in the morning, Qian Chunhua was worried that there was not enough time, so he told Qian Xi that he would not go home at noon.
Qian Chunhua took Qingsong to find a small restaurant, have a simple meal and then go home.
Coming to a small noodle stall, Qian Chunhua ordered two bowls of noodles, one bowl of clear soup noodles and one bowl of spicy noodles, as spicy and numbing as possible, and a fried egg for each person.
Before Qian Chunhua traveled through time, he was from Sichuan and liked spicy food.
But later on, as I got older, my body couldn’t handle spicy food, so I had to control myself a little.
Now that I have traveled through time, this body is young and can withstand the test of time.
Qingsong was still young, and Qian Chunhua didn't dare let him eat spicy food, so she ordered a bowl of clear soup noodles.
While waiting, Qian Chunhua looked around.
The noodle stall serves good food, and every table is filled with customers eating noodles.
Four people were sitting at a table in the middle, eating noodles and talking loudly.
"You only saw me eating meat, but never saw me getting beaten. It's a blessing that I can see you all again this time." One of the short and fat businessmen said.
"Brother Zhang, is it really that scary?" A tall and thin man questioned while eating noodles. He did not believe what the short and fat businessman said.
The short and fat businessman sneered, "You don't believe it, right? There's chaos outside right now, so we in Yongning Prefecture are doing well. Anyway, after this trip, I won't go out again. Life is more important."
Another black-faced man laughed at the short and fat businessman, "You are just a greedy guy who is afraid of death."
The short and fat businessman replied unconvincedly, "Am I still greedy and afraid of death? If I were greedy and afraid of death, I wouldn't have been running around outside for so many years. It's just that this time is different from the usual, it really is..., it really is."
The short and fat businessman wanted to tell everyone what he had really seen, but he shuddered at the thought of those horrific situations.
The conversation among them attracted Qian Chunhua. Huanghualing was too isolated and they didn't know much about the outside world.
The black-faced man continued to mock, "You are not greedy and afraid of death, so why do you want to stay at home and never go out again?"
The short and fat businessman couldn't hold it in any longer. "You haven't seen it before. Those bandits are so inhumane. In the blink of an eye, they chop off people's heads with one knife, one at a time."
The tall and thin man asked curiously, "Don't the people in the government care?"
The short and fat businessman: "Control? How can we control? They are everywhere. There are more bandits than yamen runners. Now the government doesn't pay them, and the yamen runners have all gone home to farm."
The dark-faced man couldn't believe it and stopped laughing. "Is this true? This isn't an excuse you made up because you're greedy and afraid of death."
The short and fat businessman said: "If you don't believe me, I'll give you ten taels of silver. Will you go to Bingzhou for me?"
The black-faced man's face was full of rejection. "I won't go. Ten taels of silver and you want my life."
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