Chapter 12 Old Things

Ji Mingde gradually felt a hint of air between his eyebrows: "Who broke it up?"

Bao Ruxin said this was a confused account. She couldn't say that Hu Lanyin pointed at someone and said vaguely: "I just wanted to change a new house, so I demolished it. You go to the next door quickly. I smelled the rice cooked by my mother, and it's time to go to dinner."

Her thin and small shoulders were like a treasure in her arms, and she was about to enter the house with her head and mind.

Ji Mingde sniffed it lightly across the wall. I should have made cold purslane, white garlic, and two bowls of sour and cold noodles. It is the most appetizing and delicious in such a hot day.

He stood outside the door and smiled inexplicably, thinking that I have always been carefree and stingy, especially when it comes to food, I always save so much that I can't save anymore. If he doesn't go home, he will not be willing to be a little bit of meat star.

Now that he is not here, she is willing to make some good food for Baoru, which shows that Baoru has already won her favor, and his own son has been relying on the outside.

Sure enough, when he entered the yard, my mother and wife were holding a bowl of sea, and the fresh and fragrant dishes on the table were sat opposite each other, eating happily.

Seeing him come in, Yang glared at first: "Don't you be next door? What should you do when you come back?"

Ji Mingde put down his burden, went out to wash his face first, and when he came in, he saw that my mother still had no intention of serving her noodles. Baoru also lowered her head and ate silently like a child who had made a mistake.

Yang still had a cold voice: "I don't know if you came back, so I only put two bowls of noodles. If you want to eat it, why don't I roll it for you?"

Ji Mingde said: "My son has eaten it. You can eat it slowly, don't worry about me."

He pulled out the book from his bag, left the main room, sat under the eaves and read. After Yang finished his meal, Baoru went to wash the dishes, he asked me in a low voice: "Who did our house be demolished?"

When talking about this, Yang was so angry. She was about to scold her fingers when Baoru in the kitchen called out: "Mom, come and find the rag for me!"

Yang entered the kitchen and saw the rag in Baoru's hand. He turned around and was about to go out. Baoru grabbed him and persuaded him, "Mom, just say a few words. Look, the corner doors between our two families are sealed, so why bother to make it difficult to be a human being if Mingde is stuck in the middle?"

It turned out that after Hu Lanyin's people had evacuated a few days ago, Yang took twenty taels of silver to hire a mountain worker, wanting to build the west house by himself. Unexpectedly, the workers who came were asking for a lot of prices, and Yang's twenty taels of silver could not build a room.

After asking Hu Lanyin to make a move like this, Yang realized that the west room was demolished and his daughter-in-law slept with him. When his son came back, he had no place to live, so he had to move to the next door?

In anger, she built the corner door between the two families with bricks, and now she has completely become a family of two families.

After Baoru said this, Yang understood that his son was angry here. When he got there, Hu Lanyin also wanted to cry, saying that he was kind-hearted and kind-hearted to repair the house for Baoru, but the hired worker was beaten away by Yang's shoulder poles.

This matter was still true. She didn't catch any handle. She just heard a few gossips outside and drove away the mountain workers who came here to build a house.

My son has always known her personality very clearly. As long as Hu Lanyin complains, his son will definitely blame her if he doesn't blame Hu Lanyin.

Yang was filled with anger and asked Baoru: "Then Hu Lanyin is clearly just playing tricks on us. It took only half a day to demolish the house. Now there are wood, tiles and vertical tiles. Could it be that way?"

Baoru came over and smiled mysteriously, "Mom, I bought ten taels of silver for the embroidered veil today. Now I will make money. Tomorrow, I will sell the remaining dozens of handkerchiefs and save money. Let's slowly repair the house. The room is big, let's live together, okay?"

Yang was a little disbelief. Seeing Baoru holding a thousand-legged silver ingot with two small thin hands, he couldn't believe it. He lowered his voice and shouted: "My son, you have earned ten taels of silver in just one month? I have worked hard for half a year, and I have only earned twenty taels of medicinal materials. Is there anyone who wants the handkerchief you embroidered?"

Baoru nodded deeply: "The shopkeeper also said, asking me to take all the rest tomorrow morning. Isn't it great for us to build a big house by ourselves? Sister Hu next door finally demolished the house for us, saving us money for demolishing the house. Why do you get angry again?"

Originally, Bao Rushi planned to save the money for future retreats. But after walking around these days, he found out that it was not that the mountain workers originally asked for a high price, but that Hu Lanyin, with the influence of his father Hu Kui, greeted the mountain workers in Qinzhou City. Whenever Yang paid for money to invite him, the mountain workers asked for a lot of prices, but refused to build a house for Yang.

Baoruqi Hu Lanyin's secret and negligent method was the first time he found that his hands were so capable of making money. Thirty pieces of official uniforms, five taels of silver were 150 taels. Seeing that he was rich and powerful, why should Hu Lanyin make a joke? So he had to take it over and repair the house for Yang.

Of course, the money for repairing the house is still on Ji Mingde. After all, he spent 500 taels to buy her. At that time, she really found a place to settle down. When she was about to leave, she would always make the final accounts, not afraid that he would not let anyone go.

Ji Mingde held this book and realized just by just a few words from my mother and wife that this must be the one next door. The eldest uncle Zhu is a sick woman with a strong and weak temper. She is sick all year round, but she is scheming and hiding needles in her arms. As for Hu Lanyin, she is known as the governor of half a state, and her secret methods are even more amazing.

So next door is a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law like Zhu and Hu Lanyin. Here is an outspoken mother-in-law who is silly and cute, and a foolish and stupid one. He knows how to embroider the patch in one day. Even if he knows that Hu Lanyin is making trouble, he only knows how to calm down the situation and use his own money to subsidize the family. How can Baoru, who can beat the next door?

He put down the book and suddenly called out, "Mom!"

Mrs. Yang came out and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ji Mingde held Yang and whispered in her ear. Yang turned into the main room.

Baoru looked at the silver ingot again and again, and suddenly turned around after brushing the bowl, and saw Ji Mingde standing behind him.

Although he was in his face, there were shallow dimples on the corners of his lips, and he obviously deliberately held back his smile.

Baoru wanted to hide the silver, but suddenly remembered that he was so happy that he couldn't help but show his appearance in front of Yang, so he stopped hiding it and held it to Ji Mingde: "I have been doing embroidery for a month and I have earned a few taels of silver. I was just happy with my mother, so you can have fun together?"

Ji Mingde took it and took a look, and said to Baoru: "Very good!"

Baoru took off his apron and smiled and said, "When it's still dawn, go there quickly. Now the corner door between our two families is blocked. You have to walk through the main door. Be careful that the door has been closed there long ago, so it's not easy to open."

Ji Mingde felt that he had only been away for a month. After returning, Baoru suddenly became a guest of the family. Instead, he became a guest of this family and was still an unpopular guest. He said, "The house has been demolished, how can I sleep at night?"

When Hu Lanyin first advocated demolition of the house, Baoru knew that there must be ghosts inside. The reason why he didn't say it at that time was that he was hoping that after the west room was demolished, he would not have to have to bed with Ji Mingde.

She said, "I'll sleep well with my mother. You can go to the next door. Sister Hu's house is very spacious."

The Buddha's hands of the Qinggong offer are fragrant and elegant. He only slept for one night and then got all over the next day.

She was about to go out, but Ji Mingde blocked it. He pointed to the next door of the kitchen and said, "The ear room behind the kitchen was originally the room where I lived when I was a child. There was a bed inside. My mother cleaned it up for us. In the future, I had to feel wronged you and squeezed with me."

There was indeed a small-eared room next to the main house. The house was originally made of Yang's medicinal materials. This month the medicinal materials were cleared out and the small bed was still inside. Baoru originally planned to move in, but because he hit a mouse twice when he went in, he was scared and went back to squeeze into a kang with Yang.

The small bed three feet wide in the ear room is too narrow to sleep on one person, so it is even more constrained to have two people?

Besides, with Ji Mingde's tolerant method, Baoru was so tired that he was afraid that he would lose his humanity in the middle of the night.

So, Baoru almost cried, his voice as if a mosquito was yelling: "I am very tired every day when I am embroidering a veil. I have to sleep with my mother on the wide kang at night to feel comfortable. You might as well go next door!"

Ji Mingde's hand then reached over and pressed lightly on her shoulder: "Since the embroidered handkerchief is tired, I will press it for you tonight, wouldn't it be enough?"

His fingertips covered with calluses passed through her neck. The thick and gravel touch suddenly felt like goosebumps all over his body: "No!"

Ji Mingde picked her fingertips on her earlobe, and suddenly it became cold. He seemed to have something hanging on her ears, and his lips also came over: "What kind of handkerchief you embroidered can be worth ten taels of silver. Take it out and I'll take it out and take it to see!"

Ji Mingde took the provincial examination at Qinzhou Gongyuan in August last year. The person who came to invigilator was a third-rank Hanlin Bachelor of the Hanlin Academy in Beijing. Therefore, even though he had never been to the capital, he had seen the official uniforms of the third-rank officials, which was no more foolish than Yang's.

If you embroider the official uniform and make up for it, you will be beheaded if you catch it.

Of course, Baoru didn't dare to show Ji Mingde the patch he embroidered, for fear that he would suddenly change his face, and that he would kick him on his body. He was so scared that he was trembling. He was worried about how to explain, and suddenly there was a light click. Her neck sank. When she looked down, she saw that an enamel-inlaid Hetian jade was already hanging around her neck.

Baoru saw that the collar looked familiar, so he touched a handful of hollow jade with a few scratches in the middle. Suddenly, he remembered that this thing was his old thing. After Zhao Baosong was caught by the bandits last year, he was all given to the bandits in order to collect the ransom.
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