Half fairy

Chapter 139 The Return

Chapter 139 The Return
It couldn't be sold at all, and it couldn't be sold at a price. Now that it has to eat expensive Lingmi, it may be even more difficult to find a suitable buyer.

It's too expensive to keep it going.

So, run away and run away.

However, just when he was about to let go of his worries, the dog ran back by itself, returned to him obediently, and even crawled back into the nest by itself, that is, into the metal jar.

Yu Qing has a toothache. This money-consuming thing has already run away and then ran back, but didn't run away after being given a chance to escape. What's the point?
Later, he gradually realized that it should be that the dog found nowhere to go after escaping. In addition, this guy is highly vigilant, and he feels that there is danger everywhere, and he can provide food for free here, no Where else can I go?

When encountering such a tasteless thing, Yu Qing was also very helpless, it was tasteless to keep it, and it would be a pity to lose it.

The result can only be random.

Fortunately, for those who wandered alone in the rivers and lakes, and occasionally stayed overnight in the mountains, the "big head" gradually became effective.

It feels good to be able to boil water at any time when you find a water source in the wild.

When you want to start a fire, throw it into the firewood, imitate its voice, and "cry and cry" twice. After it understands it, it will really "cry and cry" and spit sparks to help you light the fire.

Without the rope, it is inconvenient to lift the car. If you give some habitual sound adjustments, 'Big Head' can quickly understand it, after all, it is something it is used to doing.

For example, every time it is poured into water, Dangdang taps the metal pot twice, and it will soon know that it is time to boil the water.

After finding some tricks, Yu Qing began to use voice training when knocking on the metal jar.

One person and one insect get along day and night, inseparable until now, 'Big Head' has accepted Yu Qing's voice control.

"Big head, boil the water."

Upon hearing this sound, 'Big Head' will climb out of the jar and jump into the water in the nearest container.

"Big head, cry a little."

Upon hearing this sound, 'Big Head' would crawl out of the pot again, and jump into the firewood pile to 'cry, cry, cry' and spit sparks to ignite the fire.

If you are full, you don't need Yu Qing to help you solve it yourself, you will find a place to fart by yourself.

The key is that when you are in an unknown place, releasing the 'big head' actually has the effect of vigilance and sentry.

Because of his natural sense of insecurity, coupled with his high vigilance in the underground space, it can be called nature, so once he finds something approaching him, he will immediately call the police.

For example, at this time, 'Big Head' was flying around around him, but he didn't dare to fly far away.

It was better than the beginning. At the beginning, it seemed that they were not used to living on the surface like this. Now that they can survive on the surface, they seem to be gradually adapting.

After flying recklessly for a while, the 'big head' landed on Yu Qing's shoulders in a flash, and attached to Yu Qing's body for a ride, which was much better than being shaken non-stop in a slippery jar.

It's just that he is still very vigilant, still very shy, and will still hide when he sees passers-by.

For example, if someone passes by Yu Qing's left, it will immediately crawl to Yu Qing's right shoulder to hide, and it seems that it only recognizes Yu Qing.

Those who don't know don't know what this bug is, they will just mistake it for an ordinary bug that landed on Yu Qing's body.

Occasionally, when it gets excited, the 'big head' will jump out and fly for a while, it really seems to be gradually adapting to life on the surface.

One person gallops on horseback, one insect comes and goes and flies beside, the sun is shining...

The weather is cloudy, small county, half afternoon.

An ordinary carriage passed through the city, and Mr. Ming in the carriage occasionally opened a corner of the curtain to look at the street scene of this small county.

He didn't dare to push it away completely, for fear of being recognized by others, and felt that he might be thinking too much, and no one would recognize him, but he still didn't dare.

The yelling of street vendors, the chatting and laughing of passers-by, and the noise of children running and playing, are all local accents in his ears, which makes him enjoy his hearing very much.

After the carriage came to the outskirts of the city, Mr. Ming felt very anxious, feeling very timid after not seeing him for so many years.

On the outskirts of the city, there is a courtyard with a bamboo forest. The courtyard wall is a fence wall, and inside the wall are vegetable fields for self-use. A woman wearing a headscarf is squatting in the vegetable field and peeling vegetables.The skin of the cabbage can be eaten, and when the young leaves inside grow up, it can be eaten again. When the heart of the cabbage grows, it can be cut off and peeled for cooking.

The bamboo forest courtyard is very elegant, the inside is also very clean, the walls of the house are well painted, and the whole courtyard is considered neat and tidy, not as dilapidated as Mr. Ming imagined.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of the courtyard. Mr. Ming got out of the carriage and got out of the carriage. After paying the toll, he thanked the driver and said goodbye.

Turning around to face this familiar courtyard, Mr. Ming, who was used to seeing wealthy families in the capital, felt extremely nervous. This was his real home.

His father is a teacher. He originally had a small property in the city. Later, because his father liked the elegance and tranquility of this place, he sold the property and sold the acre to settle down. Mr. Ming's childhood was here, and his knowledge began. this.

I vaguely remember the situation where I and my father took books and asked questions in the bamboo forest, but my father died of frailty.

When he looked around the courtyard, he saw a simple woman standing in the vegetable field in the courtyard, and the two of them met each other's eyes.

Two neighbors who passed by with their hands behind their hands were chatting. When they saw the person at the gate of the courtyard, after looking more, they both froze suddenly, and one of them pointed in disbelief.

"Yuancheng, is that you?"

one person asked.

Mr. Ming looked back, then turned around, not as unrestrained as he was in Beijing, bowed his hands, and bowed to see you.

"Yuancheng, are you really back?"

The two were astonished and overwhelmed with excitement, and then hurriedly returned the gift.

Hearing the conversation outside, the woman in the vegetable field was stunned. The woman had a beautiful face, but the traces of time were inevitable.

The three outside the door exchanged a little bit. I heard that they had just arrived and hadn't entered the door yet. The two of them didn't want to be disturbed. They left and made an appointment to talk about it later.

When Mr. Ming turned around and looked at the woman in the courtyard, the woman hurried over and opened the courtyard door, which was in a hurry.

He took off the turban, quickly wiped the mud from his hands, stroked his hair, and tidied his clothes, looking very embarrassed.

She is none other than Mr. Ming's original wife, a woman from a scholarly family.

She went to Beijing to look for her husband back then, and found her too, but she was scolded by Mr. Ming and returned, and the two of them never saw each other again.

Goodbye, Mr. Ming also felt like a dream, the gentle and charming woman back then, the most beautiful woman in his mind, her appearance had also undergone changes over time, all the way in his mind he imagined that she was still the same as before.

"Ma'am." Mr. Ming bowed his hands and spoke first.

"Husband." Mrs. Ming immediately squatted down to salute, and then excitedly started to help her husband take off the package on his back, and greeted him to enter the house. Then she turned her head and burst into tears, wiping her tears and closing the fence gate.

Soon, the news of Mr. Ming's return, the number one talent of the year, swept through the entire county like the wind.

The old lady of the Ming family was the first to be sent back surrounded by her neighbors.

The old lady has a memory problem, her intelligence is like a child, her hair is like snow, but her hair is not messy, and her clothes are neat. It can be seen that she is well taken care of, and she still holds snacks in her hand.

But when he saw Mr. Ming standing beside Mrs. Ming, he immediately took a stick from the side to beat him.

"Go away, thief! Don't bully our family. My son went to Beijing to take the No. [-] Scholar Examination. When he becomes a high official, he will come back and put you in prison..."

Although the old lady is demented, she knows how to protect the chastity of her daughter-in-law.

After coming back, Mr. Ming found out that his mother had something wrong with his brain, burst into tears, knelt down, and kowtowed vigorously, "The son is not filial, the son is not filial..."

Let the mother stick to the body and do not avoid it, and the forehead is bleeding.

"A thief, it's not my son. My son is a prodigy. Who knows that my son is full of knowledge and talent..."

The old lady kept beating and scolding.

Mr. Ming, who kept kowtowing, was crying so hard that he almost cried to death, and the words 'son is not filial' were repeated in his mouth.

At first, a group of neighbors let the old lady discipline their son, but then they saw that the old lady was shameless, and they hit hard, so they immediately rushed forward and joined forces to fight the old lady away...

The Ming family was very lively that day. Many people came to visit with gifts. There was a long queue outside the Ming family. They all hoped that Mr. Ming would help train their children to study.

Mr. Ming, who has been afraid to go home and face his neighbors, was very surprised. He only found out after asking his wife.

Things are actually not as he imagined, no matter which line of work has made achievements, they are all outstanding.

He knew this truth himself, but he didn't expect it to happen to him.

According to his wife, at the beginning the yamen was a bit late in paying his salary, but later he became famous in the capital. I heard that he has a lot of connections in the capital. Ming family.

Those who have schoolboys at home are also very protective of this place, and they have done his Mr. Ming's hope in case.

Of course, the neighbors around him also complained. Some people said behind his back that he had so many connections in the capital, but he refused to do something for his hometown.

It turned out that in the eyes of his neighbors, he seemed to be a big man with extraordinary achievements.

Especially this time, Mr. Ming trained Hui Yuanlang with perfect scores in four subjects, which spread throughout his hometown like a thunderbolt, adding to his illustrious reputation.

Hearing his wife mention the matter of 'Ashiheng', Mr. Ming was speechless.

On the way, he also heard about the resignation of 'A Shiheng', and he felt sorry for himself. It turned out that what the person who asked him to go back to help the exam said it was true, 'A Shiheng' really didn't care about those fame Interest, but I have to suffer for it all my life.

On the same day, Mr. Ming, who had a broken head and bandages on his head, generously paid for it, and held an open-air banquet outside the courtyard to entertain his neighbors. Those who wished could eat for nothing, and thanked the neighbors for their care of the Ming family over the years.

When the banquet was held, the county magistrate and a group of yamen servants all came to join him, and got acquainted with him politely.

In the days that followed, Mrs. Ming, who was wrapped in the glory of her husband's return home, almost never broke her smile, and kept helping with visitors, and she really couldn't take care of the few vegetables in the yard.

A few days later, a retired government official came from the state capital and paid a visit in person at his old age.

After the guest and host were divided and seated with Mr. Ming, the old man asked with a smile, "Does Yuan Cheng still recognize me?"

Mr. Ming hesitated, "Since my lord made such a statement, could there be an intersection?"

The old gentleman stroked his beard and smiled and said, "When you took part in the provincial examination, the old man was one of the examiners. You probably don't remember it. That's right, it's been so many years in a blink of an eye."

"Disrespect, disrespect." Mr. Ming quickly stood up, and greeted him like a teacher.

The old gentleman waved his hands repeatedly, motioned him to sit down, and then sighed, "I can still remember the subject of yours. Yuan Cheng, do you know that you were the Jie Yuan of that provincial examination?"

Mr. Ming smiled slightly. He had listened to all kinds of flattery these days, and he was already numb. He said politely, "Your Majesty, it's absurd."

"No!" The old man waved his hand again, stroked his beard and said, "It's not the old man's absurd praise, but you lost the Jie Yuan yourself. The old man vaguely remembers that you once uttered wild words to the candidates of the same year, saying that this year's Jie Yuan It is none other than you. This word reached our ears, the chief judge read your article, regretted your talent, said that you are so frivolous, and you will surely bring disaster in Beijing, so he decided to suppress you. Then I still remember the original words of the chief judge, saying that a mere Jieyuan can't decide a person's future, and demoting him now is saving his life and ensuring his death!"

 Thanks to "Silence" Sang for his support of [-] coins!

  I know that many people don't like to watch this kind of plot, but after thinking about it, I should give Mr. Ming a complete plot!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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