Book House Strange Talk

Chapter 39

"Liu Yi! Come eat at the aunt's house at noon!" A peasant woman stood at the door and shouted to a young man not far away, holding a basin and cornmeal in her hand.

The young man who was called waved to the aunt, and declined her kindness.

He is an orphan, and he grew up eating a hundred families. There are a total of forty families in the entire Liujia Village, and every family is in a mediocre condition. There is no one who is particularly rich or poor. Generally speaking, it is a relatively united village.

The day Liu Yi's mother gave birth to him had a difficult labor, and the midwife saw that the mother and child were about to be suffocated to death, and asked his father to go to the neighboring village ten miles away to ask the famous midwife to save him.

It rained again at night when the road was in a hurry, and the usually easy-to-walk flat road turned into a life-threatening ghost. Liu Yi's father fell off his horse in a hurry, fell into a wild pot and never came back.

Liu Yi became a child without father or mother. The villagers in Liujia Village respected Liu Yi's father on weekdays. After all, he was the only educated person in the village. More or less their children were sent to study with him.

Poor Liu Yi has no one to raise him, so the family took turns to feed him, and he was raised like this.

Liu Yi is grateful for the kindness of everyone, and often helps to cut firewood and plant the land. He has only one mouth in his house, and the vegetables grown in the yard are enough for him to eat, and he can't eat much rice, which saves a lot of energy and time. Others work hard to repay the folks.

There is a strange old man in the neighboring village. It is said that he was once a man of influence in all the towns and villages. He was a child prodigy like Zhong Yong. Things teach children to write and chant poems.

It was only after Liu Yi went to visit the old man that he found out that he still knew his father, and that he could be called an uncle in terms of relationship.

In addition, Liu Yi's head is not bad, so the old man started to teach him earnestly. Unexpectedly, Liu Yi passed the exam in the first year, so the old man hurriedly took him to a few of his honest and honest old friends to learn from him and prepare to start a new life. Township examination.

There are more than a month until the day of the township examination, Liu Yi has cut firewood for five days and sent it to each family as a gift, bid farewell to the master, and set off on the road with the dry food given by the villagers.

Liu Yi folded the wooden branches, held them in his hands, and headed for the countryside with a burden on his back. Occasionally, he would meet a few students like him, and after saying hello, he went on his own way. If he encountered a wild dog, he would let the puppy accompany him If you are lucky enough to meet a donkey cart and a horse-drawn carriage, the rules will allow you to go a little further.

People in this world are always kind to scholars, and Liu Yi was admitted as a scholar at a young age.

After a lot of hard work, Liu Yi finally entered the provincial capital, took the letter from his teacher and stayed in an inn specially prepared for candidates.

Liu Yi packed his things and took out a painting from his luggage. It was given to him by a man he met as a painter when he was on his way. The two of them walked together for three days and then parted. One went north and the other went south. .

Liu Yi carefully laid out the painting. This is a portrait of him. He was embarrassed to accept it, but he was given this gift by chance. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

what do you say that is?

No matter how much he thought about it, Liu Yi couldn't remember the name of the artist, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, blaming himself for forgetting such an important thing.

He carefully rolled up the painting and put it away.

The dormitory is shared by several students, and the room is divided into each student's private space. There is already a quarrel at the moment, some want to go shopping together, and some argue with each other to show off their talents.

There are not a few people like Liu Yi who are poor and hope to get over by studying. They get together and eat the simple and tasteless food provided here, which is better than free.

Spring and autumn, winter and summer, Liu Yi went from the provincial examination to the general examination, and in plain new clothes, he walked up the Thousand Steps Corridor with all the students. When Liu Yi handed in the examination paper and waited outside the hall, he felt a little real.

He carefully looked up at the blue sky, red walls and green tiles, why is the Yellow Palace so big, so big that he felt like he was just a grain of sand here.

The world is too big, he only wants to be a small official, even if he can only protect a few common people.

Liu Yi knew where his abilities were, and he didn't feel lost in the list of the top three. He received the order happily, and Yu Yusuiyan Yuyan was a poor and optimistic official in this world.

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"Old man, you are basking in the sun."

Liu Yi raised his eyelids to look at the man in front of him, and waved his hand: "Yeah, I won't be able to see the sun if I don't sunbathe."

The man pulled over the small bench placed at the base of the wall and sat beside Liu Yi, chatting with him.

"Young man, I think you look familiar. I must have seen you somewhere."

The man said: "Really, you may not know when you saw me on the road."

It's been a long time since no one talked to Liu Yi for such a long time. He was a little happy, his spirit was much better, and he felt that his body was getting lighter. He babbled a lot, but the young man was impatient, so he pushed forward. Talk a lot.

In the late autumn, the sun is not so warm anymore, one autumn rain and one cold, this has already been several autumn rains.

Liu Yi felt a little cold all over his body, it was the kind of cool air that came out from the inside out.

Liu Yi pointed at the young man with his wrinkled fingers, and said with a smile, "You are so good-looking, but what impermanence will accept me?"

The man laughed and asked him: "What is impermanence, old man, do you want to go home?"

"Go home? Where do I go? My home is gone long ago, and the Qing army trampled it all!"

The man also asked: "Then do you want to go home?"

Liu Yi looked at him, his eyes were a little moist: "I think, I want to go home, I think you are impermanent, much better than the story book."

"Okay, okay, I'm impermanent, just close your eyes, I'll take you home and have a look."

After all, Liu Yi really closed his eyes, sleepiness slowly rolled up, his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them, he murmured: "I want to see the sweet-scented osmanthus in the village, it's time to bloom."

There was still a smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, Xing Yang didn't know if he really saw the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, he watched the little old man lying on the old man's chair change little by little, his white hair gradually turned black, his face The ravine gradually flattened, from a rickety old man to a middle-aged man, to a youth, to a teenager, and finally curled up like a fetus in a mother's womb.

Then turn into a little bit of starlight and return to the sky and the earth.

Xing Yang touched the blanket on the old man's chair in a daze, it was still warm.

The water droplets fell on the blanket and fainted a mark. Xing Yang touched his face expressionlessly, and he cried.

This feeling is too strange, the eyes are sour, and the heart is also sour.

This is Ao Yi's second life. He watched him walk into Fengtianmen with his luggage in high spirits as a young man, straddling his horse and parading through the streets.

Allegory

He also watched his edges and corners being smoothed little by little, and his figure gradually hunched and returned to his hometown.

Taste the ups and downs of the world.

Xing Yang watched him leave one by one.

He participated in every moment of Ao Yi's life, but he was also a passer-by in his life.

In the seventh world, Xing Yang looked at the number displayed on the phone, and the teacup on the tea table jingled as the phone vibrated.

Pretending to have just woken up, he pressed the answer button: "What's the matter?"

He listened to the nervous talking of the boy on the other end of the phone, and when he hung up the phone, he felt a little sour at the corners of his mouth, only to realize that he ended the call with a smile.

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Re-edit the author has something to say, some broken thoughts, I don’t know how many children I saw here are still students, if you are still a high school student, you must study hard, keep studying, don’t regret it, you will always suffer in terms of academic qualifications One day I will make up for it, not to say that there is only one way to study in this world, but those who have achieved success without much study are, after all, a minority, and most of them are ordinary people, so they must study hard.