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Chapter 9

"You can't earn much if you are a low-ranking person? Who stipulated it?" Qiao Li put down the biscuits when he just entered the room, and patted Lin Zhanyu's head with a smile: "In the early years, businessmen were still in white clothes, like Lu Buwei, Shen Wansan, those wealthy businessmen Isn't Jia still rich and wealthy?"

"We are a little more respectable than beggars." Xue He picked up a stack of white porcelain bowls to serve porridge to the master and juniors.

When there was only one bowl left in his hand, he tapped it twice with his chopsticks: "The beggars pretended to be crazy and foolish, and kowtowed to beg for mercy. When we laid down the ground, didn't we also work hard to make people laugh, keep them, and ask them to give them alms? Shall we have a bite?"

"That's the truth." Wei Qingyun said with a smile: "So, we have to practice kung fu to learn our skills. Only when we really have a skill, can we have a way out in this world."

"Even if it's a low class, it's better to eat well and dress warmly than to die." Qiao said with a smile that he was a little dissatisfied with Xue He's complaints, so he greeted everywhere: "Hurry up and eat. Save your mouth and use it when you are out of work." .”

After a meal, Lin Zhanyu was about to clear the table, but Qiao Xiaoyan stopped him.

The man pulled out a folding fan from his sleeve as if conjuring, and quickly opened and closed it with one hand towards his little apprentice: "Son, watch carefully."

Lin Zhanyu stared intently: the originally hard fan became very obedient in the master's hands, like a marionette, it can only go where the other party tells it to go, and it can only do as it is told to fiddle with it.But in an instant, there are thousands of tricks.

Seeing that Lin Zhanyu was stunned, Qiao smiled and turned to the other disciples and asked, "Which one of you knows?"

"I'll do it." Wei Qingyun took the fan and played with it for a while, Lin Zhanyu didn't see any difference, but Qiao laughed and said that he was not happy.

"Learn, learn the bones, not the skin." He took the folding fan from Brother Wei, tapped the man on the head lightly, and went out.

"Hey!" Wei Qingyun responded with a smile from behind.

The days flowed forward like water, celebrating the Qingming Festival, and surviving the heat of midsummer and "autumn tiger". When the weather just turned cold, Boss Qiao's wallet became "hot".

The well-known He Shanren in Nanjing returned to his hometown from Hong Kong, and when he heard about Qiao Xiaoyan's name, he invited him to bring his apprentices there to live.

"He Shanren?" It was rare to have free time this afternoon, and the seniors were sitting in the backyard chatting. After listening to the seniors, Lin Zhanyu, who had just walked out of the house, went over to him: "I've heard of this before. He told me. He said that He Shanren’s hometown is in Nanjing, and he used to do business in Hong Kong. He often used his own money to help the people, but he acted in a low-key manner, which is why he got the title of “good man.”

"That's true. His father is a wealthy businessman. When the He family in Jiangning Prefecture was prosperous decades ago, they didn't run porridge factories to help the victims, and even subsidized the imperial court's military pay. It's a pity that they fell down later." Looking at the young man's thin clothes, Wei Qingyun frowned: "Little pole, it's autumn now, and it's getting colder every day, so don't be greedy for cool."

It was as if his mouth was open, and as soon as he finished speaking, there was a wind in the backyard.The cold wind stirred up the dead leaves on the ground, making Lin Zhanyu shiver.

However, the young boy was really stubborn, he rolled his eyes, turned his head and stood where he was quite dissatisfied, and didn't have the slightest intention to go back to add clothes.

Seeing this, Wei Qingyun's anger rose immediately.He really wanted to teach this disobedient bastard a lesson, but he felt that it would be a bit of a fuss to make a fuss about it.

He sighed, and suddenly understood the good intentions of his master instructing him to wear more clothes in the past.

"I heard that He Shanren is going to live in Nanjing for a long time this time. The He family's property was originally a joint venture between the two of them, and his younger brother and nephew have worked hard to manage it for the past few years. He, he can just take care of himself." Xue He said: "He is really frugal. Look at his residence, compared with the mansion in the city's high gate compound, it is not obvious."

"He kindness doesn't care about these things." Qiao Li kicked the stones away from his feet: "Senior brother, have you thought about what to do tomorrow?"

"Is there any order over there?" Xue He asked.

Qiao Li shook his head: "Just now Master told me to let us choose by ourselves. We have a match, he and Wei Shige each have a single mouth."

Xue He was thoughtful after hearing this.He stood up and wiped off the dust on his coat: "Let's go to the front yard to discuss."

Seeing those two people leave, Wei Qingyun turned to Lin Zhanyu: "Little Pole, you go with us tomorrow, see more, and learn more."

"Okay." Lin Zhanyu agreed.

something unexpected may happen any time.In the middle of the night after that day, the little boy suddenly developed a fever.

No wonder others, who made him catch a cold during the day.

Lin Zhanyu slept in a daze. He only knew it was cold at night, so he wrapped the quilt a lot tighter. It wasn't until Xue He called him to get up in the morning that he realized that he had a splitting headache, his head was so heavy that he couldn't lift it up, and his whole body seemed to have been beaten. Generally glowing unbearable soreness.

"Hurry up, what are you dawdling about?" Xue He urged while pulling out a new coat and putting it on: "I woke up late today, so be careful not to miss the time."

Lin Zhanyu felt that his throat was going to be smoldering.He quickly swallowed a few saliva to relieve the pain, resisted the discomfort and said to Xue He: "Brother, I feel uncomfortable."

"Ah?" Turning around and looking at Lin Zhanyu's flushed face, Xue He knew something wrong.He walked over and put his hand on Lin Zhanyu's forehead, and found it was terribly hot.

Everyone has a heart of compassion. Seeing the pitiful appearance of the thin young boy shivering under the quilt, Xue He hesitated for a moment.

He thought, should I help him find a doctor first, or send him to the hospital before going out?

"Senior brother! What are you doing?" Qiao Li called him outside, with a very anxious tone: "If you can't arrive on time, be careful who thinks we are neglectful."

"I'm so uncomfortable, big brother." Lin Zhanyu was chilled all over, he stretched half of his body out of the bed with the last bit of strength, raised his arm and grabbed Xue He's wrist: "I think I'm going to die of illness soon." The sound is almost lower than the hum of a mosquito.

"Go, go." Xue He finally made up his mind, and he pushed away the young boy's cold hand: "What does it have to do with me that you are dying of illness? I am still busy with my work, don't block my money." road."

He seemed to be scolding Lin Zhanyu, and he seemed to be looking for an excuse for his indifference.After all, he murmured complainingly: "I'm short of money now, and it's not likely that you can help me."

Lin Zhanyu's head was dizzy, and he was thrown to the ground by Xue He.The boy landed on his arms first, and tore off half of the quilt.

He had a high fever, his headache was splitting, and the ground was too cold, which made him feel as if he was in a world of ice and fire, and he couldn't live anymore.

Am I really dying?Lin Zhanyu was thinking desperately, and Lin Xiucai's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

He recalled the appearance of his father's body lying upright on the bed, and also remembered the kindness and amiability of the other party in the early years.In his consciousness that was so blurred that it was almost disconnected at the moment, the man stretched out his hand to him, and said with a smile, "Zhanyu, do you miss your father?"

His consciousness became more and more heavy, and in a trance he felt as if he suddenly became lighter.He thought he was hallucinating, but he didn't expect that when he raised his eyelids with all his strength, what he saw was Wei Qingyun's face: it turned out that this person picked him up.

"Zhan Yu? Why are you lying on the ground?" Brother Wei hurriedly carried him to the bed, and after seeing his appearance clearly, he had a general idea in his mind.

Wei Qingyun sighed and said, "Yesterday I asked you to wear more clothes, but you didn't listen. This is good."

He poured Lin Zhanyu a cup of hot water, and watched the boy drink it: "I still have some herbal medicine for wind and cold in my room, just wait, I'll boil it for you."

Wei Qingyun not only brought him medicine, but also brought him a thick quilt.Lin Zhanyu honestly drank the medicine, drank a lot of water, and finally fell asleep after sweating profusely.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Zhanyu heard footsteps in the room in a daze.He tried very hard to open his eyes, but the heavy eyelids could not fulfill his wish.

At this moment, a few voices came, and Lin Zhanyu recognized that it was Xue He's voice.This made him wake up suddenly, but he instinctively lay down where he was.

"Qingyun, why are you here? No wonder I haven't seen you all morning." Xue He was very surprised: "Going to perform there today is a good opportunity to make money and be famous. It would be a pity to miss it."

"My little junior brother is sick, can I walk away?" Considering that Lin Zhanyu was still resting, Wei Qingyun lowered his voice: "Come on, everyone in Nanjing city knows about the generosity of He Shanren, you can earn the money. I just ask for enough food and clothing.”

"Oh, you are at this age, you must save some wife money?" Xue He felt that this man was crazy: "You take care of him, who takes care of you?"

Wei Qingyun smiled: "That's what I said." He looked at Lin Zhanyu and said softly: "When he grows up, let him take care of me. Not only does he have to take care of me, but he also has to support me. The two of us If we earn money together, no one can run away.”

After finishing speaking, he poured a glass of water for Xue He: "Although money can make ghosts grind, but life can't be just for these things. Lin Xiaogan has a cold, and there is no one to take care of him. If I Regardless of him, what do you ask him to do? To put it bluntly, if he really dies here, can you feel at ease or can I feel at ease? "

"His father died and his mother ran away. No one in the village was willing to give him food, so he was sent here to us. What do you care about him? How can he catch up with being familiar with He Shanren with this time?" Seeing Lin Zhanyu's death Closing his eyes, Xue He thought that he was in a deep sleep, so he spoke very freely, and said all the thoughts that he usually kept hidden:

"You, you are such a son-in-law. You never suffered from poverty or hardship in your early years, so you thought the world was full of good people. I heard that the Japanese burned, killed and looted in the Northeast. If they don't keep everything clean, we won't be able to escape here. When the time comes, who will take care of who will die?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Let me tell you again, my father was a diplomat and my mother was an interpreter. They were very strict with me. I am not some spoiled and spoiled kid. Later, a sudden change happened. I have experienced it a few times.”

Wei Qingyun was very helpless: "How did the master treat you and me? Have you forgotten? He could save our lives when we were strangers. Who is worthy of you for treating the younger brother now? It is not an exaggeration to say that you are ungrateful."

He was a little annoyed: "Forget it. At worst, you will take your Yangguan Road in the future, and I will take my single-plank bridge."

"It's up to you." Xue He flicked his sleeves: "I really don't understand."

Lin Zhanyu couldn't remember their subsequent conversation, because he really fell asleep after listening to it.

When he woke up again, the sun was already in the west, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Wei Qingyun sitting on the stool next to his bed reading a book.No one in the room spoke, only the rustling of pages as they were turned.

The setting sun shone in through the window, reflecting one side of the man's face as if it was gilded.

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Cough, He Shanren is here~/狗头