Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 428

He was just about to say something to his sister-in-law bitterly, when he saw his father fly over with a knife, and immediately put him in a cold heart.

When Father He saw that his youngest son was peaceful, he apologized to Master Jun.

"I'm sorry for the military masters. It's the little old man who has no way to manage the family, so he disturbs the military master. Don't blame the military master."

The military masters didn't bother to talk to them, but they couldn't omit what they should say.

"Since you want to live here forever, you should stop. Otherwise, you will be annoyed, and you will be thrown outside. If you feed big wild animals or encounter thieves, then I don't care about you."

After the words of the military lords fell, even the Hu family who was still crying, his voice became quieter.

After dinner, Bantou Song brought his son and grandson to visit Meng's house.Song Erlang and Yu'er are about the same age, and play well with Yu'er.

Right now, he was standing in the main room, telling Grandpa Meng about the war between the He family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"The eldest daughter-in-law of the He family stared at the youngest daughter-in-law of the He family with sparks in her eyes. When her mother-in-law gave an order, she rushed over like a calf. Both hands were raised together, and they even hit her. Scratch it, after a while, the youngest daughter-in-law of the He family will be beaten so much that she can only scream."

Seeing his grandson's beaming eyebrows, Song Bantou said to Mayor Meng with disgust, "Did you see that as long as you have a full stomach, you will start tossing."

"Isn't it good to be able to toss? Which child doesn't like to toss. Like you and me, if you want to toss, you don't have the energy."

After Grandpa Meng finished speaking, he told Song Erlang, "Don't listen to your grandfather, Erlang speaks well, and Grandpa Meng is willing to listen."

"Hey." With the praise of Grandpa Meng, Song Erlang's heart of gossip, which had no place to rest, finally had a place, and he continued to tell everyone.

Song Bantou didn't expect that it was just an ordinary battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but the ups and downs told by his grandson, his expression was comparable to that of a storyteller in a teahouse.

He only found out today that his grandson still has this ability.

Finally, Song Erlang brought the battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to an end.

Grandpa Meng nodded with a smile, and continued to praise: "Erlang's speech is really good."

Song Bantou had a headache, "Are you going to be a storyteller in the future?"

"That's not necessarily the case. Erlang is a good learner with a small mouth. He hits the point with his words and never drags his feet. Maybe this will be a way out in the future."

"Uncle Meng appreciates him." Everyone is willing to listen to good words, and Boss Song is no exception.Especially when his most respected Uncle Meng praised his son, he was more willing to listen.

"Hey, train well, Erlang is a good one."

Bantou Song was also happy to hear Mayor Meng praise his grandson, and he was very happy in his heart, so he heard Mayor Meng go on to say: "When the house over there is finished, let Erlang study in the school. We don't ask for it." They are high-ranking officials and well-paid, at least they can read and write and have a long-term vision."

"Thank you Uncle Meng for your righteousness." Boss Song burst into tears when he saw that Uncle Meng wanted Erlang to study in the school.

"Hey, you kid." The old man sighed and didn't say too many words.

Knowing that he could continue to study in the future, Song Erlang grinned his mouth to reveal a mouthful of small white teeth, then knelt down in front of Grandpa Meng with a plop, and kowtowed three times.

"You child, what are you doing?"

"Thank you, Grandpa Meng." Song Erlang said thank you, but tears gradually appeared in his eyes.

From escaping from the flood, to being driven out of the precarious situation.They wandered all the way, starving, until they saw Grandpa Meng again.

At a young age, Song Erlang has tasted the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and only then can he have a stable life today.

...

Accompanied by General Liu, Yan Yi walked around several nearby fortresses in the past few days, and only turned back to Yingzui Cliff at dusk of this day.

The first thing he said when he saw Qi Yuanshan was: "Don't say anything, I took a look around here, and you, Yingzuiya, are more pleasing to the eye."

Qi Yuanshan was about to be complacent when he heard that, when he saw Yan Yi looking at the twilight sky, he added another sentence: "The weather is good today, and it happens that I haven't eaten yet, so let's go to Uncle Meng's house for dinner."

Qi Yuanshan looked at the back of Yan Yi urging the horse to leave, and really wanted to complain: "If you eat a meal, you can eat it, does it have something to do with today's weather?"

"Qi Qianhu, hurry up, I'm hungry."

Qi Yuanshan wanted to say again: You are the commanding officer of Jinyiwei, and you actually yelled loudly in the street that you were hungry, because you were afraid that others would not know that you were going to eat with Uncle Meng's family.

It's just that even if these people knew it, they didn't dare to say it. Just like him, they still followed obediently.

Yan Yi didn't pay attention to his many inner activities, but asked in a chatty manner: "Has anything happened to you guys recently?"

Yan Yi always felt that something bad would happen recently, so he walked around the nearby fortress, and it turned out that his worries were unnecessary.

Qi Yuanshan wanted to say that there was nothing wrong, but after thinking about it, he couldn't let Second Uncle Meng suffer, besides, this is something that you, Mr. Yan, wanted to ask yourself, so he told about the defection of the Fang family and the He family recently.

"There is something wrong, that is, another fifteen refugees from Qingzhou came here."

Yan Yi didn't think too much, so he replied casually: "You Yingzuiya is quite attractive."

"Of course." Qi Yuanshan didn't dare to say: "If our Yingzui Cliff doesn't recruit people, how can the adults always come to us when they have nothing to do?"

"Tomorrow morning, Qi Qianhu can just distribute the relief supplies to them." After Yan Yi finished speaking, he did not forget to add: "Fortunately, I brought a few extra copies when I left Beijing, and they will come in handy now. "

"Hey." Qi Yuanshan readily agreed, as long as Second Uncle Meng didn't pay the money.

"Let's go, hurry up."

"Eh."

Qi Yuanshan agreed with his mouth, but he was still complaining in his heart.It's just that he was too involved in making complaints, and said it without paying attention.

"Look at the way the two of us are riding our horses and running wildly now, don't we look like two incomprehensible half-children who have been naughty outside for a long time, and I don't know how many troubles we have caused. It is only after dinner that we rush home. Run, afraid of being beaten up by the adults at home."

"Hey, don't tell me they really look alike."

"...?" Hearing Yan Yi's reply, Qi Yuanshan realized that all the words he babbled out were listened to by Mr. Yan.

I'll go, I'm pretty shy.Just with Mr. Yan..., he should forget it.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Yan Yi felt that Qi Yuanshan's description was quite appropriate, and he was quite happy to hear it.

How could Qi Yuanshan dare to continue talking, he hurriedly replied: "It's nothing."

"Didn't you say it well before?"

"Have it?"

"of course."

(End of this chapter)