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Chapter 44

In terms of age, Wei Xueyi is already six years old.

It's meaningless for such a big child to stay at home all the time.Wei Qingyun and Lin Zhanyu had always wanted to send him to study, but after Qiao Li's recommendation, they found a new school with the highest acclaim in Lujiang County.

Wei Xueyi was sent there a few years later.Perhaps it was because of the poor conditions in the past few years, the child's stature was slightly thinner compared to his peers, so the master arranged for him to sit at the front.

Sometimes Lin Zhanyu would not leave immediately after sending the children off, but stood outside the door and window quietly watching them read for a while.

In the boy's voice, he always remembered his father Lin Xiucai.

When he was this age, he also went to school briefly.

At that time, he was carefree, because he knew that after school, his parents would come to pick him up, take him home, and cook him something delicious.

In his life, he has had complete peace of mind in two places, one is Wei Qingyun, and the other is the hut in the village on the outskirts of Nanjing.

Lin Xiucai often taught him to read and write when he was at home. Even if he became ill later, as long as he could still talk, he would always find the opportunity to explain to his son.

Lin Zhanyu sometimes came to pick Wei Xueyi from school, and if he saw a food stand on the road, he would stop to buy a bunch of candied haws for his children.

The child held his hand and walked on the road, jumping and jumping.

For children of this age, it is easy to be satisfied, and a sweet tooth can keep happy for a long time.

At night, Wei Qingyun is not the only one who needs to write and draw under the lamp.

In order to prevent the children from having too much fun after school, Wei Xueyi's wife will leave some homework for them to take home.

Therefore, every time Lin Zhanyu entered the room, he could see the father and son occupying a table, both writing with brushes in their hands.

At this time, he would bring a plate of Huaiyang rice cakes that he had just made, and said with a smile, "Okay, you all should rest for a while."

Rice cakes are easy to make, just rice and sugar.But Wei Xueyi still ate deliciously.

Originally, Lin Zhanyu thought that in today's world, as long as his children can grow up safely and healthily, he would not ask for anything else.However, to his deep surprise, Wei Xueyi was much smarter than he had imagined.

Like countless children, he is greedy for food and play, loves to be lazy, and often plays tricks, but he seems to be particularly interested in arithmetic.

Sometimes he clumsily holds the pen he has just learned to use, and sits in front of the calculation paper for an entire afternoon.

Not only that, but he also especially likes building blocks.

All his wood pieces come from the scraps left over from the woodcutters who cut the cabinets, but as long as these things fall into his hands, it will not take long for them to become a small crooked building.

Once Lin Zhanyu saw it from afar, and leaned over and joked, "Xueyi, who are you building this house for?"

"To Uncle Lin." Wei Xueyi raised a white smiling face with a pure and bright smile.

He stretched out his fleshy little hand and pointed to one of the cubicles: "This room is for you."

"It's too small, even a little mouse can't live in it." Lin Zhanyu pretended to be distressed: "How can Uncle Lin live?"

Wei Xueyi was stumped by his question, thought for a while before saying: "I will build a big house for Uncle Lin when I grow up."

Lin Zhanyu smiled, picked him up, and rubbed the child's nose with his hand: "Then you should grow up well."

Wei Xueyi nodded vigorously: "Definitely! I still have to wait for my mother to come back."

Tong Yan Wuji, which involved adults' sad things.

Lin Zhanyu was stunned for a moment, and then hugged him even harder: "Okay. Let's go eat first."

The air raid happened in the morning, Wei Xueyi was staying in the school, and Lin Zhanyu accompanied Wei Qingyun to work outside.

The alarm sounded, which they hadn't heard for several months, and the hearts of the two suddenly hung up, and they ran frantically towards Fangkong.

The master of the school had already brought the students over.Seeing the two of them from a distance, Wei Xueyi staggered and threw himself on Wei Qingyun, crying for his father.

"It's okay." Wei Qingyun picked up the child and patted him on the back lightly.

When Wei Xueyi recovered, Lin Zhanyu said in a low voice: "Brother, compared with last year, the situation seems to have eased up in the past few months."

"We Chinese won the battle." The air-raid shelter was too noisy, Wei Qingyun took half a step towards him, and got closer to him: "I heard on the radio a while ago that Changsha won."

Although Wuji Restaurant has changed places, the old radio has always been carried by the guys.

"I've seen this in newspapers too." Lin Zhanyu nodded, "Many people died."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Xueyi burst into tears again.

"What's wrong?" Wei Qingyun asked.

"My calculus book is still in the school, and I didn't have time to take it out." The child suddenly remembered his "precious" book: "Uncle Lin bought it for me."

"It doesn't matter, uncle will buy you a new one." Lin Zhanyu sighed and rubbed the child's head lightly.

In the 31st year of the Republic of China, on this vast land, some people died in battle, some surrendered, some broke their promises, and some gritted their teeth and persisted until death.

After this air strike, the Japanese devils fell silent for a while.

However, in Lujiang County, the air raid was like the last straw, weighing on the dissatisfaction that everyone had accumulated for a long time.

Finally, the fuse was ignited by the county government's passive anti-Japanese attitude, and the incident broke out one morning in late spring:

The students came out to march again.

Similar demonstrations have not happened before, but they can only be effective for a while.Now everyone finally couldn't bear it anymore and directly kicked out the government officials who did not act.

Wu Chengqi, who just turned 16, was also a member of the parade. He became hoarse because he shouted too many slogans.

A boy of this age has a delicate voice, and Lin Zhanyu also came from that time, so he knows it best.

Shopkeeper Wu and his wife were very distressed. The proprietress went to countless places and finally bought a few fresh pears, which the kitchen stewed into soup for Wu Chengqi to eat.

The taste of the stewed pears was not good, the boy almost vomited, and later he didn't want to eat any more.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to find Lin Zhanyu who was helping to chop firewood and ask him to persuade him.

He walked from the backyard to the front hall, and saw the boy with his neck straightened and his face cold, just like himself a few years ago.

Lin Zhanyu smiled: "Chengqi, what's the matter? I heard you are disobedient?"

"How can you say I'm disobedient?" Wu Chengqi shook his head: "It's all my father. He insists on making me eat things I don't want to eat. It's really annoying."

"The shopkeeper is also for your own good." Lin Zhanyu sat beside him: "I want you to suffer less."

The young man naturally understands these principles.He hesitated for a while, but pushed the bowl away.

"Don't you like singing? You asked me to teach you two days ago." Lin Zhanyu was very patient: "If your voice is down, if you want to sing in the future, you must work a thousand times harder than others."

As he said this, he suddenly thought of the "Grandma of the Late Ming Dynasty" that he had heard in Shanghai.But now he is no longer the young man he used to be.

"Qi's old brand didn't go well, his voice became hoarse, and then he became so popular, but do you know how hard he is?" Lin Zhanyu said softly: "He is a way out of a dead end. But you are now Why don't you love yourself if you haven't reached that point yet?"

Now that he has cultivated the ability of eloquence, no matter whether he says something directly or backward, it is always his reason.

Wu Chengqi opened his mouth, but he couldn't refute.

Lin Zhanyu took the bowl back to the boy: "Eat it."

The young man was moved by his words, and finally swallowed the stewed pears while pinching his nose.

Shopkeeper Wu saw it in his eyes and was grateful in his heart.

He chased Lin Zhanyu to the backyard: "Brother Lin, wait a minute."

"What's the matter?" Lin Zhanyu turned around with a smile.

"I heard from your senior brother that you were born in the eighth year of the Republic of China, and you are 23 years old this year, right?" Shopkeeper Wu asked.

"Yes." Lin Zhanyu didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"I think you've always been alone, why don't you let your sister-in-law introduce you to a girl?" Shopkeeper Wu patted him on the shoulder: "It's time for you to start a family."

"No need." Lin Zhanyu knew that the shopkeeper had good intentions, and some people of his age would like to do the work of mediators, but he hurriedly refused: "I think it's good now, I'm still busy."

After all, he was afraid that shopkeeper Wu would look for him again, so he hurriedly left with an excuse.

However, what Lin Zhanyu didn't expect was that the shopkeeper Wu went to find Wei Qingyun, seeing that he couldn't talk to him.

After dinner that night, Lin Zhanyu accompanied the child back to the house to do homework. Originally, he thought that Brother Wei would follow soon, but it took a long time before he saw Wei Qingyun's shadow.

The child had already fallen asleep, Wei Qingjun took off his coat and wanted to fall asleep, but Lin Zhanyu came up to him.

"It's been a busy day, aren't you tired?" Wei Qingyun was a little sleepy, and wanted to push Lin Zhanyu away, but his tiredness made him unable to use his strength, so there was a half-push effect.

Lin Zhanyu looked at his eyebrows and smiled like an idiot: "Of course I'm not tired, but if Senior Brother wants to rest, I'm sure I won't be embarrassed."

"Stinky boy." Wei Qingyun smiled: "Hey, let me ask you something."

"What?" Lin Zhanyu lay down beside him, staring at him curiously.

"The shopkeeper asked me just now, you are not young, why haven't you married yet?" Wei Qingyun turned to face him, "I just remembered that we should have an explanation. Even if we don't care about others, Xueyi is getting older, and he can no longer be so vague."

"Then what do you think?" Lin Zhanyu smiled lowly, "I'll listen to you."

Wei Qingyun was silent for a while before saying, "I don't know either."

"You don't know how to tell Xueyi." Lin Zhanyu saw his thoughts and smiled openly: "Then don't talk about it, and discuss it after thinking about it. If there are still people making jokes, just perfunctory it. You don't have to worry about what I think. With you here, I will not be wronged. "

"Really?" Wei Qingyun knew that this was not credible, he sighed, grabbed Lin Zhanyu's shoulders, and kissed the man's lips.

Lin Zhanyu pushed him away helplessly: "You just said you were tired."

"Yeah, I get sleepy easily when I'm old, and I can't compare with you young people. I can't stop exerting energy all over my body." Wei Qingyun said lazily: "It doesn't matter. I think my little Zhanyu is unhappy, so I have to give some help." Compensation. Hey, what are you doing?"

"Just now you said that you want to compensate me. Why, do you want to change your mind?" Lin Zhanyu smiled maliciously while pulling his clothes: "Brother, you don't have to bother, let the young people take good care of you."

The next morning, Wei Qingyun woke up very early. When he woke up, it was just dawn, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere in his body.

He turned his head to look at Lin Zhanyu, who was sleeping soundly beside him, and sighed in a low voice, knowing that this person had a grudge against him, otherwise he wouldn't have tormented him so much the night before.

But he made a mistake first, but he couldn't say anything, he could only smash his teeth and swallow it all in his stomach.

At this moment, Lin Zhanyu didn't know whether he had a dream or realized that Wei Qingyun had woken up in a daze, so he stretched out his arms to wrap Wei Qingyun in his arms.

Wei Qingyun was helpless, thinking that he was usually tired and didn't want to wake him up, so he had to let him go.

After lying down for about a stick of incense, Wei Qingyun felt that something was wrong, he turned his head to stare at Lin Zhanyu, as expected, after looking at it for a while, the man actually laughed by himself.

"Stinky boy, get up." Wei Qingyun was so angry that he pushed the person who pretended to be sleeping away from him, but was hugged by the other person just as he was about to get out of bed.

For a moment, he softened a little, so he lay down again.

"Brother, I don't want to do this." Lin Zhanyu smiled, grabbed Wei Qingyun's hand, and flung himself on his flat shoulder to tease him:

"I think the three matchmakers, the six hires and the bright matchmaker are getting married, just like when you married Lu Jiang's sister-in-law. Let the neighbors know that we are a family."

"Nonsense, if you want to marry, I have to marry you." Wei Qingyun patted his hand away, knowing that this person was talking to him with a smile, and his tone softened a lot:

"In the next life. If there is an afterlife, you will be entrusted to be a baby girl and be a lady whose parents care about food and clothing. When you grow up to the most beautiful age, I will go to your parents' house and welcome you out in a beautiful manner. .”

He closed his eyes lightly, and said with a smile, "You and I are a pair of mandarin ducks who love each other for a hundred years."

"Okay." Lin Zhanyu took his hand: "It's a deal."

#Volume Three·Wenzhaoguan