Literati Sanctification

Chapter 7
Heng Xiulin stood at the door of the house. After hesitating for a moment, he pushed open the door and walked in.

In the room, there is only a small table in a space of tens of square meters, which looks a little crowded. A middle-aged man is sitting beside him, with some gray hair caught in it, and the corners of his eyes are already covered with cloth. A wrinkle.

It stands to reason that a middle-aged person in his 40s and [-]s would not have such an old face in his prime, but seeing what he is like now, it is obvious that he has been overworked on a daily basis.

Seeing this, Heng Xiulin's nose was inexplicably sore, and his heart was full of bitterness. He who inherited the memory of his predecessor naturally knew why he was like this. Originally, his family was just an ordinary family.

In order for him to write literary poems smoothly, his family had already been wiped out. However, afterward, his Wen Palace was polluted. In order to allow him to smoothly open the Wen Palace, his father again It was all kinds of debts and buying a lot of things, just to be able to clean up his literary palace.

Now he let go and left directly, but right now, seeing his father's face like this, his body's instinctive reaction, coupled with that trace of obsession, inevitably directly affected Heng Xiulin.

"came back?"

Hearing the voice, Heng Chufeng turned his head and saw Heng Xiulin at the door. His face remained motionless, still extremely serious, and he just asked in a hoarse voice.

Hearing the words, Heng Xiulin just nodded silently, the experience of the two of them has always been like this, and the words between them are not very much.

"You're back, let's eat quickly!"

Heng Xiulin's mother heard the movement on the platform, and when she saw Heng Xiulin with her head, she immediately frowned, and then said softly.

The dinner was extremely simple, there were only some green vegetables on the table, and there was no oil or water. Seeing this situation, one could know the situation at home. Heng Xiulin didn't feel disgusted, and ate in silence.

After eating, Heng Xiulin went straight back to the somewhat crude house. He still didn't know how to get along with the two of them. Even though he had inherited the memory of that person, he still didn't know how to meet them for the first time. Overwhelmed.

"The eldest brother's family came to press the bill again today, saying that they owed them money and had to pay it back."

Outside the house, the mother's voice was faintly heard, reaching Heng Xiulin's ears.

"Didn't you agree to borrow it for a year? Why are you asking for it now?"

Hearing this, Heng Chufeng frowned immediately, knocked on the table a little anxiously and said.

"Not only the eldest brother's family, but also the younger sister's family and other people have received news that they want us to pay off all the money we owe within a few days. It seems that Lin Erwen Palace was polluted. The matter spread, making them all think that Lin'er will never be able to become a literati in the future, so they all came anxiously to collect debts."

Yuan Yuqi sighed, and then said, originally for Heng Linxiu, it would not be enough for their family to borrow so much money, but because Hengxiu Linwen Palace was polluted, it means cutting off the future road.

As parents, they naturally didn't want to see their son, so they ruined their future, so they borrowed money from everywhere, and then bought various items and books, just for Heng Xiulin to open the Palace of Literature smoothly.

As a result, they owed a lot of money. These people didn't know that Heng Xiulin's Wen Palace was polluted, so when they borrowed money, they were very straightforward.

In their view, Heng Xiulin is already able to write literary articles. Even if the Palace of Literature cannot be opened in the future, it is a very good livelihood to help others copy some articles and so on. Naturally, there is no need to worry. , Heng Xiulin will not be able to pay back the money.

For this reason, when they borrowed money, they increased the interest, just waiting for the time to make a fortune from Heng Xiulin, but how did they know that Heng Xiulin's literary palace had been polluted.

Under such circumstances, they still expect Heng Xiulin to be able to pay back the money in the future?It was like a dream.

Like many people, because my son can't open the literary palace or write literary articles, in order to help his children, he owes a lot of money, and in the end it is a waste of money. Yes, and this is like a bottomless pit.

After hearing about this incident, they broke out in a cold sweat with fright, and hurriedly sent news that they wanted Yuan Yuqi to pay back the money. If they asked for it earlier, maybe the money lent to them hadn't been spent yet. I can return some, if it's too late, I'm afraid there will be nothing left.

Moreover, in order to prevent Yuan Yuqi from not paying back the money, they have issued an ultimatum. If they don't see the money tomorrow, they will leave to ask for it. If they don't get the money, they will not give up.

Under such circumstances, Yuan Yuqi was naturally worried. Right now, their family didn't have such a large sum of money to pay back.

"Go to bed first, I will think about this matter tomorrow."

Heng Chufeng frowned, took a puff of cigarette, waved his hand and said, for this matter right now, he can only think of a solution. After a little calculation, if all these people come to collect debts, they need to raise hundreds of taels Money.

Right now, their family only has 20 taels of money, so if they do the math, they won't be able to come up with any money to pay it back.

When the two of them thought of this, a look of sadness flashed across their brows. The hundreds of taels of money was weighing on their hearts like a mountain, but it happened that the money was spent. Their son, But it didn't get any better.

This is what they inquired about at the dinner table just now, and they dare not ask too directly, for fear that this matter will bring enormous pressure to Heng Xiulin.

As for Heng Xiulin, he did not hide this matter from them. After all, he could clearly feel that his literary palace was polluted, and he never had the habit of lying to his family members.

Hearing the voices outside gradually quiet down, Heng Xiulin, who was lying on the bed in the room, also opened his eyes in a daze, with a look of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

If his literary palace hadn't been polluted, then today's incident would naturally not have happened. Although this ex had a deep affection for that Shui Yun, he was too stupid.

Regarding the two being together, Heng Xiulin naturally did not discriminate against them, but if there was nothing between the two, then Heng Xiulin's Wen Palace would naturally be fine.

He was just an ignorant young man, and his behavior was inevitably a little naive, which led to the current situation and made his parents worry, but even so, his parents didn't ask any more questions, just let him Study hard and strive to clear your literary palace.

For such parents, even Heng Xiulin didn't know what to say. To be able to dedicate so selflessly to a person, only parents can do this.

It seems that I have to find a way, if I can't get through this hurdle, I'm afraid that when the time comes, those relatives will come to the door, and the scene will be a bit ugly.

From that memory, Heng Xiulin can clearly know that if the faces of the group of relatives are prosperous, they will naturally speak nicely, but if they are down, they may not know what kind of ridicule and sarcasm they will say.

At that time, my parents, at least they will be sneered at by them. Thinking of this, Heng Xiulin clenched his fists tightly. Since he already knew about this matter, he felt that this matter must not be allowed to happen better.

(End of this chapter)