Chapter 202 Guide to the Way

As Zhou Laosan said, handing the bag of almond crisps in his hand to the grave, and said as if he was pleased: "My grandma Mei, I bought your favorite almond crisps."

When talking about almond crisps, Zhou Laosan couldn't help but remember the past.

When he first got married to Su Qingmei, he knew that his wife liked to eat almond crisps, so he went to the dock to work as a coolie.

Every time he earns money, he will secretly leave a few pennies. After saving too much, he will buy a few pieces of almond crisps to please Su Qingmei.

At that time, they were lying in the hut, hugging each other, eating one bite by one, and they were so happy.

"I really missed the days that time."

After talking a lot, Zhou Laosan finally stopped talking and pulled Fat Miaoer for a moment.

"Come on Fat Meow, kowtow to your mother."

When Fat Miao'er heard this, she knelt down without saying a word.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

After three sounds, she straightened her waist, looked at the grave seriously and seriously with a straight face, and promised: "Mom, I will take good care of my father."

"Puff!"

As soon as this said, the sadness in Zhou Laosan's heart was dispersed and he couldn't help but feel happy.

He stretched out his hand and touched Fat Miaoer's head, and sighed: "Our little fat Miaoer is more responsible than his father."

They were all fathers taking care of their daughters, but they turned around when they came to Fat Miaoer.

After burning the paper and sweeping the tomb, Zhou Laosan stood up and said, "Let's go, we're back."

He grabbed Fat Miao'er's hand.

At this moment, everyone in the Zhou family had left. Only Zhou Laosan came late because he wanted to help Pang Miaoer and others lead the way and fell behind.

"Well, dad, let's go home."

Fat Miaoer raised her head and smiled, holding hands with her big hands, and the father and daughter embraced the sun and embarked on the way back to the village.

Their shadows gradually lengthen under the sunlight, and relying on them is so warm.

Village entrance.

Fat Miao'er paused, pursed her lips and looked at Zhou Laosan, wanting to speak but stopping.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Laosan stopped and saw that his daughter had something to say, so he asked patiently.

"Dad, mother is gone. You can't be alone, that's too lonely."

Fat Miao'er shook her head and looked at Zhou Laosan with distress.

This man is honest and dedicated, and he devoted himself to his whole heart. He focused on the two children left by Su Qingmei. Fat Miao'er was very grateful, but...

"Dad, find a companion!" Fat Miaoer suggested.

Even if it is not Fang Zhu, as long as you have a good character, you can live a down-to-earth life with Zhou Laosan.

"Don't think so much about every child's family, dad knows it."

Zhou Laosan was stunned after hearing Fat Miao'er's words, and quickly recovered as usual. He rubbed her head randomly like coaxing a child, just treating it as a child's words, without caring about it at all.

well!

Looking at his appearance, Fat Miao'er sighed in her heart, and couldn't make any sense, so she had to give up for the time being.

The two continued to move forward.

When he was about to reach the door of Fat Miaoer's house, Zhou Laosan suddenly remembered something.

"Pang Miao'er, dad will take you to He Xiucai's house in two days, will you ask?"

He Xiucai was from Dashi Village. At that time, Fat Miaoer asked Mrs. Zhou for the land deed and even came forward to help tell her about her love.

On weekdays, Xiucai He would teach his younger grandson and his younger granddaughter to read and write.

If Fat Miao'er really wants to learn, Zhou Laosan is going to ask He Xiucai to let Fat Miao'er and his granddaughter be together, there are just multiple people, and they don't have much effort. They won't lose any gifts they deserve.

"Okay, thank you dad."

Fat Meower was energetic and smiled sweetly.

Two days later.

Fat Miaoer got up early, pulled Liu Yeer to combed her neat bun, put on new clothes, and stood in the house and circled around.

"Sister, can you see my appearance?"

Fat Miaoer straightened her back and asked seriously.

"Of course, our little fat cat is the cutest!"

Liu Ye'er reached out and pinched Fat Miao'er's face, which was so fleshy that she couldn't pinch it enough no matter how much she pinched it.

"That's good."

Fat Miao'er breathed a sigh of relief and raised her fist to cheer herself secretly.

This time she must leave a good impression on Xiucai He and strive to succeed in becoming a disciple.

"Fat Meow, Oli!"

Modern words blurted out.

Liu Ye'er had long been accustomed to it, and was not surprised. She put the prepared gifts on the table in the main hall. When Zhou Laosan came to the door, the father and daughter took the gifts to the He family.

As a result, before he could speak, a bad news was smashed. He Xiucai went to the county to be a attendant and enlighten the children.

"The county gives more, and it's over."

He Xiucai's wife said happily.

As the saying goes, a poor scholar is rich and a scholar, but this poverty is only relative.

As long as a scholar gives up the imperial examination and find a job, it is not difficult to support his family.

In the past, when He Xiucai was in a restaurant in the town, his monthly salary was one or two taels per month. Now he went to the county and increased by one or two taels, and in a year it was more than twenty taels. With this income, the He family lived a particularly comfortable life.

"Then, when will you come back?"

Fat Miao'er was stunned, and her beautiful little eyebrows frowned together.

"Xu Mu is back."

He Xiucai’s wife replied with a smile.

Rest?

Fat Miao'er sighed. Xiucai He was not at home, and her plan to become a disciple failed again.

After saying a few polite words, Fat Miao'er was about to leave the gift, but the scholar's wife refused to accept it.

While pushing and shoving, the youngest son of the He family came out when he heard the movement.

"Do you want to read the words?"

He Wenchang walked up to Fat Miaoer and looked at him carefully.

He is not old and now has the reputation of having a child. He is studying in the county school. He was infected with cold and was recuperating at home a few days ago. He has recovered almost now and is about to return to the academy.

"I am literate, I just want to learn more knowledge." Fat Miaoer raised her head and answered seriously.

"Learning is endless! Reading can make people understand, and it is right for you to have this idea."

He Wenchang nodded in approval.

Even though he was not at home often, he had heard of Pang Miaoer's failure in school.

"My father is in the county and I'm afraid he won't have time to teach you, so let's do it..."

He Wenchang thought for a while and said, "I'll point you to the ground. You can try it. Whether it's OK depends on your own luck."

"where?"

Fat Miaoer was shocked.

"Donghua Street!" He Wenchang looked into the distance, and there was a hint of solemnity and respect between his eyebrows and eyes.

Obviously, he highly praised that person.

Donghua Street?

Isn’t that Mr. Zhou?

Fat Miaoer, with doubts, prepared a gift and came to Donghua Street. According to the address provided by He Wenchang, she found a small courtyard.

When I looked closely, I found that it was indeed very close to Mr. Zhou.

"So it's this one!" Zhou Laosan slapped his forehead and he began to think.

There are no people in this family, only one man lives alone here. He has poor legs and feet, a weird personality, and runs a small bookstore.

The reason why Zhou Laosan knew him was that when he went to Zhou Laos, he saw this man sitting at the door of his house and telling stories to the children in neighborhoods.

Zhou Laosan couldn't understand what he was talking about, but he just thought this person was quite knowledgeable.

(End of this chapter)
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