Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 101

Song Wei and Xie Zheng entered the room step by step, and Wen Wan had already made tea and entertained them.

Hao Yun, who had just sat down, stood up again and bowed to Song Wei.

Song Wei took the teacup from Wen Wan, sat on the armchair, took a sip of the tea, and said, "Brother Hao, you're welcome, sit down!"

Hao Yun was not in a hurry to sit down, and directly explained the purpose of his visit, "Brother Song, I am here this time because I don't understand a lot of knowledge. I want to ask you for advice, and I hope you will give me your advice."

Students are no more intriguing than the veterans in the officialdom. Many people get together and become friends because of their knowledge, and they are more pure with each other.

In this kind of matter, Song Wei has nothing to criticize the other party. He nodded, glanced at Hao Yun's book basket, and asked pretending to be ignorant: "Then you are...?"

"Our house is more than [-] miles away from here. I was afraid that running back and forth would delay things, so I thought about..."

Xie Zheng didn't let him finish, and took over the conversation directly, "Let's do this, I happen to have a vacant room in my house, it's not good enough, it's okay to sleep in shelter from the wind and rain, if Brother Hao doesn't mind, I'll take you with me later Go back and settle down."

Of course, Hao Yun wanted to live closer to Song Wei, so that he could see Song Wei's daily routine, how he read books, and ask for advice in time if he didn't understand something.

But to ask for help, you have to have the attitude of asking for help. Hao Yun still understands this.

He turned to look at Xie Zheng, and cupped his hands again, "I've come all the way, so Brother Xie is bothering you."

Xie Zheng waved his hand, "Although our cousins ​​are not classmates with you, since we met, it is fate. We are all students running in the same direction, and it is only natural to help each other."

Hao Yun thanked him again, and took something out of the book basket, saying that it was the bacon and enema made by his old mother, and brought it for the big guys to have a fresh taste.

He also bought a few catties of burning knives for Father Song, and bought two tea bricks for Song Wei, and gave one to Xie Zheng.

The Song family bought a lot of tea, and Song Wei could tell at a glance that Hao Yun's purchase was not cheap, so he half-jokingly said, "Brother Xie, did you come to our house to sell everything?"

Xie Zheng was stunned for a moment before he realized, "It's not like selling iron and pot. There was a landlord in the town who took a fancy to our family's land and collected it at a high price. My mother asked me to use the money to go into business, but I didn't go." , Don’t you still want to struggle for a few years in the examination room? So, boldly, I came to learn from Brother Song.”

Xie was the one who came here, and he understood the mystery in one sentence, "It seems that the business that Auntie asked you to do is really not small, and it can scare you away to the Song family."

Hao Yun was embarrassed. He really didn't expect that he could be found out after hiding so deeply.

Afraid that Song Wei would think too much, he had no choice but to admit, "To tell you the truth, my mother doesn't want me to continue taking the imperial examination. It's important for me to take the money to remarry a new wife and live a good life, but I just don't want to be reconciled."

Even if you are a scholar, as long as you have fame and fame, you can choose a wife in a wider circle. Unlike now, I have achieved nothing and my family is not good. No matter how beautiful I am, I can only marry village girl.

Which man doesn't want to marry a caring and beautiful lady to go home and warm the bed?Of course Hao Yun thought about it too.

Fortunately, he used to have a low self-esteem, and he had a precise positioning of himself, and he knew better than anyone else that if he wanted to do well, he had to bear the word "worthy" first.

The story of Miss Qianjin and the poor scholar only exists in drama, reality is reality.

Song Wei smiled lightly, "There is nothing wrong with people going to high places and water flowing to low places."

(End of this chapter)