Chapter 29: The Way of Abandoning and Taking

  As soon as they left the Xiao family's gate, Yun Er urged Tuo Rou to hurry up and walk a bit further away from Yun Da. Today was a disaster, and it was likely that he wouldn't be able to escape a beating. But where could he run to while sitting on the ox cart? The ox cart turned a corner and arrived at a secluded spot with no one around. Yun Da grinned, showing his white teeth as he looked at Yun Er and asked him, pulling him out of the bamboo basket, pulling down his pants, and exposing his pale buttocks.

  "How many times?" Yun Er pouted and said fiercely: "Five times, no, three times."

  "Three slaps can only punish your ordinary naughtiness, but five slaps are needed to punish your bad temper." Yun Da said and swung his palm heavily, slapping Yun Er's buttocks five times. The white buttocks immediately had five very obvious palm prints.

  Yun Er was beaten and pulled up his pants, looking at the tearful salted meat and asking: "I'm the one who got beaten, why are you crying?"

  "I saw you get beaten..."

  "It's okay, Second Master, I can take it, but today was a bit too much and my butt hurts. You have to carry me on your back, let's go eat at the restaurant, and try to make up for it by eating more." Yun Er rubbed the fatty meat on her head to comfort her.

  The cloud was vast and stretched across the carriage shaft, shaking the whip in his hand without caring about the pair of fierce eyes behind him, let alone the other pair that seemed more resentful.

  The admission ticket for the exam is already in hand, and five days later, on February 10th, I will be attending my first exam in this world at the county government office. I don't feel nervous, but instead, I feel waves of excitement.

  "Heaven and earth, rain and wind. Continent and vast sky. Mountain flowers and sea trees, red sun and blue sky. Thunder is faintly heard, mist is vaguely seen. Sun sets in the middle of the sky. Autumn moon is high and white, evening clouds are red after the rain. The Cowherd and Weaving Maiden stars are on either side of the river, the Dipper and the Ladle are in the eastern and western skies. In October, the border is sealed off, and the cold frost startles the travelers; in the three winters, the Yangtze River is frozen, and the old fisherman is chilled."

  This is Li Yu's "Fu Weng Dui Yun". When I was in college, I didn't spend less effort on this thing. Now, although it can't reach the level of perfection, using it to deal with a few children's test questions shouldn't be a problem. Li Yu was a person from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Using such a mature classic to deal with the original couplets of the Song Dynasty made Yun Zheng feel confident in his victory. Because just now, the old master said that the county magistrate liked to mix this thing into the examinees' papers, many examinees failed at this point, and those who couldn't match the couplets were called "Wen Niu" by the county magistrate, meaning they only knew how to read books like a stupid cow.

  "Yun Dai, are you really going to use this thing to fake a diploma?"

  "Nonsense, now it's called meritorious service, if I don't become a top scholar, I won't even be able to keep your rice bowl safe. Do you think I'm willing to hand over the mountain people's business to Liu Doutou and his men? We can't not hand it over, ah, our two lives are more precious, oh, now it's our three lives that are more precious. After I make a name for myself at Donghua Gate, we'll deal with them."

  Yun Zheng's face turned gloomy in an instant, as if it could squeeze out water.

  "This old man seems pretty good, gave you directions very clearly and in detail, right?" Yun Er rubbed his head in confusion.

  "That was what we got in exchange for our big business, just look at his grandson and you'll know how he was brought up. After we leave Dou Sha Town, he will definitely fight with Liu Doutou, Liu Doutou has been kind to us, I've already reminded him once, it's up to him whether he can wake up or not, if he's stubborn, someone might get killed."

  Yun Zheng told Yun Er about the matter in detail, hoping that he would learn a lesson and avoid similar troubles in the future. As a teenager, it was time for him to be exposed to some of the darker aspects of life.

  "Why don't they fight now? Isn't it good for us to reap the benefits?" Yun Er asked Yun Da with a raised face.

  "You're overthinking, we two are now old fishermen with broken nets, the sharks in the water competing against us are just like two weak fish, even if they bite us to death it's not a problem. The premise of reaping the benefits of the fishermen is that the fishermen are strong enough and well-equipped, neither of which we possess, so giving up is also a strategy."

  Yun Er nodded and leaned into the arms of Ruo Xi, no longer speaking. Probably thinking about what Yun Da had said, once a person starts to think, whether right or wrong, it's a good habit. Yun Da was very satisfied with Yun Er.

  Here, the roasted tofu is unbearable to eat without chili sauce. Dipping it in soy vinegar and bringing it to my mouth is truly an indescribable flavor. Anyway, Yun Zong has a kind of crazy feeling.

  Since the chili is still in America, Yun Zheng can't say that they are ruining the food, so he can only stand by and watch as the dried meat is being devoured. This kid eats everything with a wolf-like appetite.

  Yun Zhen never discriminates, nor dares to discriminate against the hands of laborers. On the contrary, he thinks that rough big hands have a different kind of beauty. However, if such hands are not washed and continue to hold tofu after wiping their noses, it's too much.

  He knocked the tofu out of Yun Er's hands and also took away the tofu from Jia Rou's hands. "How can you eat something cooked by a sick old man?" He didn't care about their pitiful expressions, and dragged them away from the dirty old man.

  "It smells so good, Master, it's delicious. I've been wanting to eat this for a long time, and today I finally got to try it." Cured meat was being dragged by Yun Zhen with one hand, unable to break free, and used the other hand to wipe away tears, saying pitifully to Yun Zhen.

  "What's so good about it? From now on, I'll make it for you with the right seasonings. Don't let this dirty old man cook anything, no matter how delicious it is, you're not allowed to eat it. It's all because of your gluttony, eating and getting sick will cause trouble. And you, Yun Er, from now on be more careful about what you eat."

  Two people were crying, making a big scene in the clouds. Fortunately, there was a vendor selling sugarcane in front of them. They picked a particularly purple one with white frost on it, peeled it with their own knife, and each took a section. This finally made the two people laugh.

  A family of three walked along the road, gnawing on sugar cane, completely ignoring the pointing and staring of passersby, not to mention the foul-mouthed old man's thunderous curses behind them, ready to head home.

  When the ox cart passed by the big green stone, Liu Doutou had already disappeared without a trace. It seemed that the transaction in the mountain was over. The two Tibetan children had come into contact with the dirty old man with a runny nose today. Yun Zheng thought it was very necessary to get some Banlangen and Golden Flower back to decoct and drink. The pharmacist quickly divided the medicine, told them the prescription for decoction, Yun Zheng bid farewell to Fuzi, and returned to the village.

  The old tribe leader knew what Yun Zheng was doing today, and he squatted alone on the Woyun Stone at the entrance of the village, seeing Yun Zheng driving a cow cart over from afar. He ran over quickly and asked: "Wa, how is it?"

  "Done, exam on the tenth. The old patriarch had a poster of Yun Zhen stuck on his door, although he couldn't understand or read the words on it, this didn't stop him from admiring it over and over again."

  "Ancestors protect us, ancestors protect us!"

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