"Why are you catching this bus? Just leave tomorrow."
"You haven't been picking river gourds for days. Didn't you feel uncomfortable after drinking too much today?"
Zhao Dashu took the wine glass from Liu Shunzi's hand and said, "Xiaoyu said that if you want to live longer, you must take care of your body. I think this makes a lot of sense.
From now on, we can just drink enough. There's no need to force each other to drink too much. We're all grandfathers and masters now, so we can't get drunk too much."
"Tsk, you wimp."
"Am I a coward?" Zhao Dashu glared. "I just want to live a few more years. You know nothing!"
He can't even read a single word, and sometimes it's hard to explain clearly to him.
"I don't understand. Now let's compare our gestures. I'm definitely healthier than yours.
You've been too comfortable these past few years, no different from a weak scholar."
"Really? Want to try it?"
Zhao Dashu rolled up his sleeves and said, "A man absolutely cannot do that!"
He can still work for another ten years!
In the end, Zhao Dashu did not leave the Liu family. His wife was not at home, and the two old men planned to sleep on the same kang and chat.
Zhao Xiaoyu felt that men were sometimes speechless, quarreling and making a fuss. Was it really that serious?
"Sister Xiaoyu, can you sleep in this room tonight? The mattress and quilt are all new."
"Sure, thank you Fu Hai."
The boy scratched his head. "You're welcome."
When his mother left, she said that he was the only one at home and he had to take care of the household.
"Sister Xiaoyu, if you need anything, just call me. You can also order the servants around. Don't be polite."
"I know, you should go to the room and sleep, I have nothing to do here."
“Hey!”
Zhao Xiaoyu lay on the kang in the Zhao family's house, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. It seemed like this was the first time she slept in someone else's house since she came here?
I just feel like it's hard to sleep. I'm not used to my bed. It's even harder to sleep than sleeping in a mule cart.
On the next day, Liu Shunzi did not get up and leave because they were there. He stayed with them until breakfast and sent them out before leaving.
He also gave his son some instructions before leaving.
Liu Fuhai knew that his father was going out to earn money, so he was very well behaved.
"Dad, I will take good care of the house. Mom will come over soon, so don't worry."
Well, his son is grown up now and he doesn’t need to worry about him anymore.
"Okay, let's go!"
The wife is willing to stay in Fucheng for a while after picking all the river gourds, and then go back to the village with Zhao Dashu.
After returning home, Zhao Dashu changed his clothes and went up the mountain with his daughter and a basket.
I don’t know why, but every time I go up the mountain to see my dad, he feels so happy.
"My dear, let me tell you, the biggest regret in my life is that your grandfather passed away too early. If only he had held on for a few more years, until I passed the imperial examination and passed away."
"It's a good thing I left a few years ago, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to leave in peace."
"Why?"
"His hopes have been shattered, and all the money in the family has been lost."
"Hahaha... You're right. If he were alive, he would definitely force me to pay money to compensate his eldest son."
“So now it’s not good.”
When we arrived at the grave, the old man's grave was the easiest to find, as the Zhao family's grave was the most respectable.
"Dad, your son is here to see you and bring you some wine!"
Zhao Xiaoyu felt a little cold, and the grave mound was a little gloomy.
"Dad, are you cold?"
"It's okay. It will be warmer when we get down the mountain."
He was used to it by now, and his father must have been too excited to see him.
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