Twenty-year of Yongle

The fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Qingshan Town, Sangyu County.

The streets that are not usually bustling are crowded with people, bargaining, shouting loudly, and playing with all kinds of noisy sounds intertwined.

At this time, the villagers who had worked hard for a year all bought simple New Year goods on the street with the few cents they had saved for a year.

The rich man pulled the three-foot cloth and made a new dress for the children at home.

Those who have no money will pull a two-foot red head rope and go home to coax their little daughter.

No matter how bad it is, it is worth two kilograms of white flour. During the Chinese New Year, at least the family can eat a meal of dumplings.

The family conditions are different and the way of celebrating the New Year is different, but everyone's face is filled with joy and laughter.

However, the atmosphere of the Zhu family was dull and out of place for the lively outside.

Occasionally, you can hear two low sobs of a woman.

The white couplet on the door was obviously the funeral was completed.

The head of the Zhu family, Dad Zhu, suddenly went there more than ten days ago and was buried in the Nine Days.

My father went there and dragged down his wealthy family. He took out all the money he had at home to buy a funeral, leaving only this small courtyard and three mothers.

His wife, Mi, has a son and a daughter. His son Zhu Kuang is a child, who is eighteen this year, and has a daughter Zhu Yingniang, who is thirteenth this year.

But on the second day after Dad Zhu was buried, the people from my family came to have a fight. After pushing and pushing Zhu Kuang to the ground, he fainted.

It's time for the Chinese New Year again, so it's fine if there's no New Year's goods at home. My son is still lying on the kang. It's been three or four days, so Mi can't help crying.

I wish the family leader a blessing to the noble and proud door pushing in, and the old wooden door creaked, making people feel particularly dull.

"Little Liuzi!" Zhu Fugui shouted.

Xiao Liuzi shouted according to the ranking, and her real name was Zhu Kuang. In this generation, people in the usual clan called Xiao Liuzi.

Although he is ranked sixth, he is the only male in this room.

As the only male, Zhu Kuang became the one who wanted to establish a family in the family.

However, no one in the Zhu family thinks that Zhu Kuang can hold up the door.

"Uncle San is here?" Zhu Kuang's mother, Mi, heard the voice outside and hurriedly greeted her. She was polite, but she didn't smile at all.

The head of Zhu was obviously not satisfied with Mi's like this, so he just nodded lightly, not even giving Mi's extra look.

From when the Zhu family came to the house to make trouble before the man's bones were cold and injured, Mi had a knot in his heart.

Especially when he was disappointed with the patriarch Zhu Fugui, although he did not participate, he had an indulgent attitude.

When her man was alive, he treated the patriarch very well. Remember to leave a copy of anything for him. At that time, the patriarch also had a nephew, even more close than his own son.

But now...

Mi's pain, what can I do?

Although the man was alive, he worked as a clerk in the yamen, but his son was above the top and was determined to study. He kept saying that he would make a name for himself in the future, climb to the palace and the pavilion, and become the best man.

I said before that I won’t work in the yamen.

But he didn't think about it. How could there be so many people in this world who can become superior?

Don’t most people live their lives in a simple way?

It would be difficult for a family like them to have someone who works in the yamen.

In the past two days, Mi has asked a familiar woman to collect some clothes and plan to wash clothes to supplement the household expenses.

It is difficult for her to support her business as a woman.

Ignoring Mi's clan, the patriarch Zhu had already walked into the house with a step.

"Xiao Liuzi, I heard that you are sick, the third master will come and see you." The patriarch Zhu sat on the chair and said with a kind look.

"San Master, you are polite. I am a junior. How can you tell me that you can see me?" Zhu Kuang spoke and was about to stand up.

After raising it for a few days, he has almost done it.

He also integrated the identity memory of the original owner. Of course he knew who the person in front of him was.

He wanted to rebel against this person, but this era was an era when the clan rules were as broad as heaven. If he really rebel against the clan leader, he would not be able to survive in the Zhu family in the future.

It would be fine if he was alone. In this family, there was a sister and an old lady waiting to support him, so he could not act irresponsibly.

But the head of Zhu clan hurriedly helped Zhu Kuang back and lay down, saying, "It's all family members, why bother with others like this? You're sick, can I choose?"

Such enthusiasm is not good.

If you show your diligence in nothing, you will either be a traitor or a thief. Especially when you understand this person's nature, Zhu Kuang is more determined to this idea.

Mi brought a bowl of water over, put it on the table, and whispered to wish the patriarch the water.

The patriarch Zhu disliked him. When he came here, he always drank tea, so why did he drink water today?

Forget it, if you have something else today, you can't worry about these trivial matters.

"Xiao Liu, the third master has always known that you are ambition-minded and don't want to be cowardly in our small place for the rest of your life, thinking about glorifying your ancestors. You are the only one in our clan who has great ambitions."

This is clearly a calculating, but I don’t know what this old man is interested in.

The grandson of the nephew did not speak, and the patriarch Zhu could only continue to say: "I have discussed with your nephew these two days. If you don't want to be a clerk in the yamen, you will let your nephew go in the future. Although he is not as good as you, he can still recognize a few words. Being a yamen runner is barely enough."

Even if you are swearing and coaxing, you can't hide your true purpose. It's just to take away someone else's job.

Zhu Kuang sneered in his heart. It turns out that human feelings are as indifferent as paper. His father was not cold before his body was cold.

Although the yamen runners in the yamen are not officials, they are not errands that ordinary people can get. They have always been controlled by several large families, and the Zhu family is not among them.

This time he got this job because one of the families owed his father a favor, and there were no suitable children in the clan, so he returned the favor.

"The third master is joking. No matter how ambition I have, I have to succumb to reality. Do you think so?" Zhu Kuang said, even showing a helpless and sad expression.

What does this mean?

Blessings are shocked!

"San Master, I used to be able to study with peace of mind. But now... I am a man and have to support my mother and sister at home. I am a scholar again. I can't take my shoulders and I can't hold my hands or hold them. I can only rely on this job to make a living."

Mi Shi, who was standing next to her, had red eyes as she said something.

Her son finally grew up, but this way.

Thinking of this, Mi Shi became even more sad.

Mi clan didn't know, and Zhu clan leader didn't know that Zhu Kuang was no longer the Zhu Kuang's previous one, but a later generation who had changed his core.

The patriarch Zhu's face was not good-looking, so he still wanted to fight for his grandson.

"Xiao Liuzi, it's not easy to mess around in the yamen. You have such a personality, but..."

After thinking about it, the head of the clan Zhu turned around and said to Mi, "Damn Xiaoliu, I didn't say that you also know that his personality and scholarly spirit are angry. If he is in the yamen, he will be wronged."

He didn't believe it anymore. A woman from Mi, who could not be afraid after hearing what he said.

Mishi did hesitate because of this.
Chapter completed!