Sheng Fu

Chapter 65
Wang family.

Wang Zhen frowned and said bitterly, "It's unfortunate that the family is unfortunate, there is such a bad obstacle, so the son will see a joke."

Wang Boye and his mother stood beside him with a complicated expression. How could he say that to his son's father in front of outsiders?

Yuwenjun and Wang Zhen were sitting at the same table, with two cups of thick tea steaming on the table, while Wang Yan stood behind Yuwenjun, not knowing what to say, so he could only leave it to Yuwenjun to deal with it.

Wang Boye is tall and handsome. Although he has lived in Qingshui Village since childhood, he has a heroic spirit that doesn't quite fit his identity as a villager.

Yu Wenjun said patiently: "Only those who have experienced the sadness of going out will understand. It's wrong for you to say that about your son."

Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and Wang Boye and his mother were also stunned.

Wang Yan didn't expect Yuwenjun to say such a thing.

If you look carefully, there seems to be some truth to it.

Wang Zhen replied angrily: "When someone else's child was his age, he not only found a wife, but also became the pillar of the family. I won't be able to do it in a few years. He is such a big man, always I can't afford to share it with my family."

"How can I be tolerant and understanding."

Hearing this, Yu Wenjun already knew the crux of the problem. Wang Zhen wanted his son to be like most men in the village, to get married when he was old, to become a core labor force, and to follow the old-fashioned way of life.

Wang Boye happens to be an ambitious person. He doesn't want to live in this Qingshui Village all his life, he wants to go outside and make a big career, and he doesn't want to be as mediocre as the older generation all his life.

But after really going outside, there is no foundation, no background, and no skills. No matter what you do, it is impossible to do anything, and you can only do what the next person does. There are hard limitations.

Yu Wenjun thought for a while and said, "You father and son have long ceased to be of the same mind. This is the end of the matter. No matter what you say, it is useless."

"It's better to choose to trust your son once. He's not going well outside. He may have been scorned a lot, he may have been scolded many times, and there are even more ugly words."

"Sometimes, when he sees other people's fathers having the ability to shield his son from the wind and rain and pave the way, he is very envious, but he has never told you these things."

"Whether it's your son, or yourself, people like you, when you go outside, are only a cheap life after all, and no one cares about life or death."

"And when you live in the mountains, you naturally won't feel the oppression and discrimination from the class, and you won't have the feeling of being powerless in the swamp."

"Your son is already scarred outside. After he comes back, as a father, don't add fuel to his fire and accuse him of all kinds of wrongs."

"He wants to make some achievements, and he doesn't want his future child to still be a cheap bone."

"Some things are actually right, but you can't see the effect temporarily, or even never see the effect, but you can't deny that it's right."

Wang Zhen's heart was filled with turbulent waves, and he was shocked a lot. It was Wang Yan, the village chief, who felt pain in his heart at this moment.

The words "mud legs", "cheap bones" and "slaves" come out of the mouths of ordinary people, maybe it's just a swear word.

But Yuwenjun came from the imperial capital and was a noble son in the imperial capital. Such words came out of Yuwenjun's mouth with a heavy weight.

Wang Zhen didn't look at his son too much, and sighed with a frown.

As for Wang Boye, Yuwenjun knew a little about it in private. How hard it was outside was not easy, and he never told his family. Even if he didn't come back with money this time, he still bought a new dress for his mother. My father bought a bag of tea that was quite good.

There is no shortage of intentions to have, and no shortage of stimulation to bear.

Yuwenjun has a good impression of Wang Boye in his heart.

Glancing at the heroic young man, he said, "Come out and take a few steps with me."

Wang Boye glanced at his mother, and then nodded.

Yu Wenjun motioned Wang Yan to stay in the room and give Wang Zhen a good guide.

Except for a few gray-haired old people, there was no one else on the street, because the whole village either went to the mountains to chop firewood, or just watched from the grass school.

In the snow curtain, Yu Wenjun said softly, "You must be working very hard."

Wang Boye smiled forcefully and said, "It's not really hard to say that it's hard work. It's just that you're unhappy. Some things are right in front of you, but you can't grasp them."

Yuwenjun really thinks that Wang Boye is a good seedling. Yuwenjun can generally understand what he said.

After thinking about it, Yuwenjun decided to give Wang Boye a clear path.

He took out a fist-sized piece of silver from his cuff and handed it to Wang Boye. The young man was stunned on the spot and asked inexplicably, "Young master, what does this mean, although I'm useless, I also know that what I shouldn't get by myself is not what I shouldn't have. ."

Yuwen Jun said: "If you want to take it, you can take it. There is no free lunch in the world."

Wang Boye thought for a while. This young man started teaching in Qingshui Village, and he was recognized by the village. He should be a good person. He took the money and waited for Yu Wenjun's next post.

Yu Wenjun asked, "Listen to the tone of your voice, have you read in the town outside?"

Wang Boye was stunned for a moment, but it wasn't surprising that this young man was naturally a young man who learned to be rich in five cars. It was not surprising that he could detect that he had read books.

He replied truthfully: "I have played with a storyteller. I know most of the words, and I can also help others write family letters."

Yuwenjun said sternly: "Yes, give this piece of money to your father, and then you will leave Qingshui Village tonight. Both of you need to calm down for a while. If you continue to get along day and night, conflicts may really break out, Old One. The concept of generations will not be easily changed.”

"He's a little sad today, but that doesn't mean he can become another person tomorrow."

"Leave Qingshui Village, walk out of the Hongtu Mountain Range, and then go all the way to the north. There is a Zhengxiong Mountain in the north. If you enter that mountain, you may be blessed."

"The journey is long, and you are not troubled. Whether someone helps you or begs along the way, it all depends on your willpower."

Wang Boye was stunned, a little lost.

Yuwenjun added: "Thousands of troops and horses are concerned, and if you collide with the gate of heaven, it is the road you have to take. You have no foundation.

Wang Boye was shaken, thoughtful, as if he had become enlightened a lot.

He bowed deeply to Jun Yuwen and said, "Thank you for your guidance."

Yu Wenjun took Wang Boye back to the house again, and he made an unreasonable move. He couldn't say what kind of luck Wang Boye would have when he entered Zhengxiong Mountain, but the people he liked, presumably some people in Zhengxiong Mountain would also like the eye.

After seeing his son come back, Wang Zhen didn't say anything unnecessary, because Wang Yan had already said a lot to Wang Zhen following Yu Wenjun's ideas.

Yuwenjun left with Wang Yan, and Yuwenjun was relatively satisfied with the handling of the matter.

The goose feather snow in the sky reminded me of the scenery that night.

"I've been teaching in the village all the time, and I've never been indulgent. I've been traveling for a day or two on a horse, so don't worry about me." Yuwen Jun said.

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(End of this chapter)