Tie Lei laughed: "Pfft! I..." He wanted to say that if he combed his comb, one corner would not be turned upward, and the corner would droop like a fork on a tree, but the master's family was in trouble, and he couldn't lose respect, so he said

Yiguai: "How dare I...! If the chief of the pavilion finds out, he will have to miss a meal as a punishment."

Tie Feng: "I have inquired about the director of the Linshui Pavilion. His surname is Ren, his given name is Li, and his given name is Suzhi. He has an upright personality. He hates being lazy and slippery. He is a playboy and spoils his children! We'd better be more cautious, otherwise don't say that we can't help.

If you drag him down again, it will be bad if Ren Suzhi sues you."

Tie Lei: "Yes. You must not give the order to Magistrate Huan. It will be even more troublesome to send the young master to Kongting!"

Empty pavilions are generally located in thorny forests in the wilderness. They are only for travelers who have traveled long distances to rest, and there are no pavilions. In such places, wild animals often appear at night.

Tie Lei: "Look, the young master has scratched his itch for the twelfth time."

Huan Zhen is indeed infected with lice.

As he grew up, he never combed his hair. After being sent to the Linshui Pavilion by his clan uncle, he paid special attention to not combing his hair while sleeping. As a result, he scratched his hair this morning and was inspected when he went to work in the stable.

When the chief saw him, he couldn't help but push him to the front. He thought he was not obedient, so he slapped the back of his head, then combed his head with his hands, tied a hemp rope on one side, and made a two-horned bun.

This miserable life of living under someone else’s roof has just begun!

It’s not like Huan Zhen didn’t think about it and returned to Luoyang first, but then he stopped his reckless thoughts. He wanted to get into the Youth Guard Camp based on his own ability and embark on the road of becoming a military commander on the battlefield! Since there is no doubt about this ideal, a one-day plan

Years of experience as a rural soldier, no matter what, you have to endure it!

He is the legitimate son of the Long Kanghuan family! There is no blessing that you dare not enjoy, and there is no suffering that you dare not suffer!

Snapped!

His generous and inspiring words were interrupted by a slap on the back, it was Ren Suzhi! He lectured: "Why are you so dumbfounded? Go back!"

It turned out that Huan Zhen had unknowingly walked faster and was already far away from the Ji Li car. He returned to the mule with an expressionless face, took out the small bamboo box in the cloth bag, dug out a finger of tea paste, and held it in his mouth for a while.

Let the bitter vegetable sauce pour through your mouth and straight through your mind to cover up the pain of endurance.

The road was not easy to walk today, so the wife and her son went downhill early, which was just in time to get home without delay in cooking dinner.

A wooden shed has been set up under the wall of the second big house, and Wang Ge smiled and thanked his elder father. When little Jia was away, Wang Shu came to the kitchen to help with peace of mind. The two little girls were both quick and easy, and they quickly steamed the cakes and mixed them.

Got pickles.

The yard was still damp, so the family ate in the utility room.

Yao secretly pinched Sanlang Wang several times, forcing him to have no choice but to ask: "Second brother, did you, did you send an apology to my second sister-in-law this morning?"

"Sending an apology?" Wang Erlang pretended not to understand.

Yao couldn't hold it in anymore and put on a fake smile: "Brother, why are you pretending to be stupid? When you came out of my aunt's house this morning, you had a big baggage in your hands. Ordinarily...my aunt gave me something. I

You shouldn’t ask…”

Wang Weng glanced at his old wife, and Jia Concubine understood and interrupted: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask! If you have the ability, you can go back to your parents' home. Then see if I can let Sanlang bring you back with an apology!"

Wang Ge, Wang He, Wang Shu and Wang Yun buried their heads in the bowl almost at the same time.

Great mother-in-law!

Mr. Yao stopped laughing. Her husband was indeed soft-spoken and had no opinions, but he was not just soft-spoken towards her! Even more so towards his parents! If she returned to her parents' home, the distance would be so far away, and as time went by, Wang

Saburo might be able to divorce his wife and remarry!

After dinner, Wang Ge took advantage of the daylight to seize the time to weave bamboo fans first, while still teaching Wang Shu. After dark, the two sisters talked and laughed about cleaning up the utility room and stove. Wang Ge deliberately reduced his own

For dinner, I left half a piece of cake to eat after fetching water at night, otherwise I would be so hungry that I wouldn't be able to sleep well.

Wang Shu, the water carrier, stopped accompanying me because the little girl was too timid and was afraid of wells and the dark.

There are residents next to the well in the north of the village. There is no yard and only two lonely houses. The owner is about seventy years old, has a disabled foot, and has been a widower. Not to mention Wang Ge, many people in the village don't know this.

What is the surname of Weng? Gradually, everyone calls him "widower".

Fortunately, the Jin Dynasty has a very strict pension law: those who are over seventy years old will be exempted from rent, tax, and forced labor; those who are widowed and lonely over sixty years old must be given grain and cloth regularly by the government; if they cannot survive on their own, they can

The capital pavilions of each county were set up, and the imperial government provided relief and care for them.

The two houses of the widower were built with money and effort from the township office.

In the past, when villagers came to fetch water, it was rare to see a widower come out. Tonight was special, and the dozen or so pavilions in Linshui Pavilion had to make do with the two rooms next to the well.

The widower felt that there were too many people making noise, so she sat down by the path where Wang Ge came from. A black shadow appeared for no reason, startling her. "Ah, there are so many mosquitoes, why are you sitting here?"

"There are many country soldiers at the well. You little girl must be scared. I will go there with you." The old man could not speak clearly because of his missing teeth. He was leaning on a peach wood stick, and he knocked on the ground with every step he took.

Wang Ge immediately looked surprised: "Aweng received the peach wood stick! Congratulations to Aweng!"

"Hey, the director of the pavilion personally sent it. Oh, I'm so old that I don't even remember that I'm already seventy!"

Tuk, Tuk, Tuk!

On the big tree near the well, Tie Lei crouched and yawned: "Here we go again. This old man brought a mahogany stick for himself, and every time someone comes to carry water, he has to follow him."

Tie Feng: "If I can live to be seventy, I can show off better than my father-in-law, and I will travel all over the mountains and rivers of our country with a peach wood staff!"

"Poof!" Tie Lei burst into laughter, and the leaves rustled down.

Huan Zhen coughed, and Tie Lei immediately responded.

When Wang Ge came over, he saw several large mule carts lined up on the wall of the east room. There were people walking back and forth by the well, and several of them wore flat turbans, which proved that they were all low-level military officials.

After a brief glance, she didn't dare to look more. At this time, the bucket of water was in Huan Zhen's hand. When he saw the people coming, he gave the bucket to the other person first. The two of them handed over in silence, neither of them looked directly at the other, but Tie Lei still whispered:

"Eh? This girl..."

Wang Ge was frightened. He didn't expect that there was someone squatting on the nearest big tree! Huan Zhen glared at Tielei, and when he came back, he looked at her.

Wang Ge tried his best to bite his back molars to keep from laughing. He really relies on his clothes and his horse's saddle. How could such a mighty and handsome young man end up in such a mess? His clothes were dirty and dirty.

, who made the shofar bun? Do you have any grudges? One corner is sticking up to the sky, and the other corner looks like a wilted seedling.

"Why is Mr. Lang here?"

"Don't ask too many questions."

"Yes." Wang Ge hurriedly carried the water and left. She had only met the other party twice before, and she didn't know his last name, so she didn't want to get involved. As for the children of the aristocratic family, they disguised themselves as ordinary people for a while, and turned into Linshui Pavilion for a while.

The pavilion and pawns are not something she should think about.

When Wang Ge came for the second time, the widower sat at the intersection of Xiaocha Road again. "Ah, why are you still sitting here?"

The old man stood up quickly: "There are people from other villages around the well. I will go there with you."

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

"Hurry up, why are you delaying!" The widower urged her, tapping the ground while urging her.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

Wang Ge finally figured it out. This old man just wanted to show off this peach wood stick that symbolized the longevity star!

Huan Zhen has the lowest status among the pavilion soldiers, and no one has the intention to bully him. However, the pavilion chief cannot let thieves do the piecemeal work, so cleaning the place where he sleeps at night, feeding the mules, sweeping dung and other tasks have already been given to him.

No pause.

In the dark, he picked up a bucketful of dung and had no idea where to pour it.

Tie Feng and Tie Lei did not dare to help him. After Wang Ge came over with the widower, Huan Zhen asked: "O man, where do you pour the dung?"

"I'll take you there."

Tuk-tuk-tuk! Tuk-tuk-tuk!

"Hurry up, why are you dawdling!"
Chapter completed!