MTL - The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family-Chapter 529 Yan Laoer: I want to make progress! (two in one

  Yan Yu dragged her father to rush to work together to write blessings.

  Yan Laoer’s thick notebooks were not written in vain, and his writing speed was very fast.

  Yan Yu didn't give in too much, and his horsepower was fully activated.

  Her writing of Dafu is excellent, with thick ink, coherent brushwork, and the power penetrates the back of the paper between folds.

  Yan Qianchu and the two sisters of the Qi family had to put down the scissors to serve the father and daughter, spread the paper and move the paper, and stack them carefully after the ink dries.

  Cheng Lezhou sent some colored paper.

  Big Gouzi and Little Gouzi were called by Yan Yu to help, replacing Yan Qianchu and the other three, leaving them free to cut the flowers.

  The next day, Yan Yu distributed the big and small blessings to the people, and those who often bought charcoal from them would give the big blessings, and if they bought less, they would give the small blessings.

   Don't blame her for being snobby, red paper, pen and ink all have costs, right?

   And for a super big customer like Yingwangfu, her father has to come to the door in person, not even her.

  There are more colored paper garlands similar to them on the street.

  The cuts are much smaller, and the larger ones cost more. They are afraid of overstocking.

Yan Yu decisively took over the business of large latte flowers, and occasionally brought small latte flowers to sell, and has been supplying all the big and small blessing characters. Her family no longer writes Spring Festival couplets, and Yan Yu has outsourced them. She is also a good scholar. She provides paper, pens and places to write Spring Festival couplets according to her needs.

  In this way, at the end of the year, we spend time setting up stalls, writing blessings, counting money, and walking around.

  …

   On the twenty-ninth day, Yan Huaiwen and Yan Xiangheng finally went home.

  Going home with him is Mr. Tian.

  When Yan Huaiwen washed away the dust, Mr. Tian was discussing nicely with his old wife, wanting to go back to the small yard they rented before.

   "Go back by yourself, I won't go!" Mrs. Tian's attitude was very firm: "Xiaoer's mother is about to give birth, and the family is short of staff, master, you have to save face, I am a woman, I don't care!

   Huai'an and Li Shi also said that they would give me a pension until the end of their lives. As a teacher's wife, I will live until the day I die. Anyone who likes to gossip can chew it! "

   "Look at you, what's the rush, I'm discussing it with you!" Mr. Tian felt ashamed of his old wife, and couldn't speak loudly.

   Said in a good voice: "Let's go back to live for two days, on the 31st day, on the first day of the first day, and on the second day we will come back."

He said earnestly: "If the Yan family splits up, it's okay for us to watch the night with Huai'an to welcome the new year, but their brothers have no division. Yan Huaiwen is the head of the Yan family. What's the matter with me, the elder, going to the subordinate's house to celebrate the new year?" Let the Yan family stop and have a New Year's Eve dinner on their own, let's get up early on the first day of the new year, and wait for Huai'an to bring Xiao Er to give us New Year's greetings, you see, I have even prepared red envelopes..."

  Madam Tian looked along his hand, and saw a few red envelopes that were tight and bulging, obviously filled with a lot.

  Her expression slowed down, and she took it over for a closer look while talking: "Our seniority is here, you can't miss it."

"How can it be, I asked someone to exchange it for silver." Mr. Tian carefully opened one and showed it to her: "The big families like this style, and it has a good meaning. "

   Mrs. Tian laughed.

   "You have finally done something dear to my heart." She changed the subject and said again: "But I still can't agree to what you said just now. It's still the same sentence. If you want to go, you go."

  Master Tian wanted to persuade him again, but Yan's second voice sounded at the door.

   "Teacher, I'm all ready, let's go take a bath."

  Master Tian opened the door, and saw Yan Lao Er holding a pile of clothes, with a cloth scarf on his shoulder.

  He only glanced at it, and then said: "Didn't your wife just give me new clothes, why are there more?"

  Yan's second child: "Teacher, this is my change of clothes. Let's wash together. I will rub your back. You can't reach the back."

  The tone is a matter of course.

  Not to mention Mr. Tian, ​​Mrs. Tian's eyes widened in surprise.

  Yan’s second son was worried that the water was getting cold, so he urged: “Teacher, go over there first, take a dip in the bucket while it’s still hot, and you’ll be relieved of fatigue. Mistress, where did you put the teacher’s change of clothes? Please find it…”

   Mrs. Tian hurriedly agreed: "Okay! Okay! I'll look for it right away."

  She couldn't hold back any of it, and pinched Master Tian with a low voice: "Master, what are you doing in a daze, why don't you go!"

  …

   Master Tian soaked into the vat in a daze.

  Yan's second son was busy walking around.

  First let my hair loosen and wash, which is a big project. After washing, I don’t dare to use a comb to open it directly, so I wrap it with a cloth towel first.

  He wraps his head very neatly, there is nothing he can do, he washes frequently, and practice makes perfect.

  After washing his own, he started to work on Mr. Tian.

"Teacher, you sit back, yes, lean on the side, leaning your head back..." Yan Laoer continued to babble while wetting Mr. Tian's hair: "... Tell me about Mr. Cheng, I got his Teaching and pointing out, it’s time for the Chinese New Year, and sending a New Year’s gift to his family should be shared. If there are any valuables, let’s not talk about them. The charcoal our family burns and the pickled duck eggs, the little girl’s mother loves them Pay attention, pick them out one by one, the big ones, the cloth dyed by Xiao Er, the sugar I boiled myself, all from my own products, not bought from outside...

   Whatever you say, Mr. Cheng just doesn’t accept it, so why don’t we take it over and get it back…”

   "Hey! This old Cheng is not willing to return the gift?" Mr. Tian is worthy of being a close friend, and he sees the essence through the surface at once.

   "Ah?" Yan Lao Er stopped scrubbing his hair: "I can't? Is this the reason?"

"Why not!" Mr. Tian blew his beard and stared: "I used to pick it up, but now it's getting more and more picky! Didn't you just say that his second child always comes to your shop to buy recycled paper? It may not be the Cheng family's second kid. Yes, it’s his father! I wrote letters to your teacher, all on the same paper.”

   "I'll bring some with me every time I go there." Er Er Yan said hurriedly.

  When he went to ask for advice, he didn't have the nerve to throw away other people's things, he brought all of them himself.

"That's it. The paper you left is enough for him. No matter how much it is, it will crush him to death. He is different from others. He is alone. Others are happy to receive gifts. He is a burden. You bring such a heavy gift there, hahaha! He’s afraid that he’s going to be so worried, he doesn’t know what to pay you back, so why don’t you just push it out.”

   "I said Huai'an, I've scrubbed my master's hair for long enough, is it really that dirty?" He didn't even change the place, just kept rubbing this one place.

   "Oh... I'm sorry, teacher, I was just thinking about Mr. Cheng, so I forgot what I was doing..." Second Yan said embarrassingly.

  Master Tian can do nothing but forgive him. He has nothing to choose from as a student. If I have to say, it’s just too good. I haven’t seen him for a while, so I feel... panicked.

   "Then since Mr. Cheng thinks it's very polite, I'll give you another simple one?" Yan Laoer asked.

   "No, you don't have to worry about him from now on, just ask your mistress about everything, and you can do whatever your mistress tells you to do." His old wife knows how to treat him.

  Yan Laoer washed it once, rinsed it, and started to wash it again.

  Master Tian was a little embarrassed, and asked coyly, "Why wash it again?"

"This time, I used the shampoo made by my wife. Smell it. Is it a medicinal smell? It is boiled with medicinal materials to nourish your hair. You have a lot of gray hair. Let's see if you can restore it." Yan Lao Er seriously massaged Mr. Tian's scalp.

  Master Tian's eyes were hot and he closed his eyes.

  I just feel that my heart is full, which makes him sore and astringent.

  Yan Laoer washed his hair for the second time, and skillfully packed his hair.

  Feeling that his teacher should have finished soaking too, Yan Er Er bluntly ordered Mr. Tian to squat in the bucket, holding the edge of the bucket with his hands.

   First drain the water, and then wring out the cloth towel, Yan Er Er worked hard to rub it!

  He couldn't keep his mouth idle.

   "Teacher, what about the militia that my brother mentioned?"

Mentioning this, Elder Tian temporarily put down the rising shame, and slowly said: "Your elder brother...has made enough preparations, he is thorough in everything, let's take a look at San's temperament...God bless! You..." Didn't you learn?

   After thinking about it, this is not something that can be learned. It can only be said that the ancestors of the Yan family are eccentric! They are all the same descendants, why is the bowl of water uneven!

   "Me?" Yan Lao Er rubbed his neck, and said to Mr. Tian: "Teacher, look up."

  Master Tian: …

   Obediently follow suit.

   His face flushed red.

  Don't ask, it's hot to ask.

   "You don't need to do this, your elder brother is too tired." Mr. Tian said.

  Yan Er Er nodded in agreement.

"Brother, he has big ambitions and a big heart. I can't, I can be a small official, and I can protect their mothers... Teacher, the second brother said that it's not like a small official has no chance of promotion, as long as the credit is enough, I can also go up, you say, do I have a chance?"

  Master Tian's gaze gradually cleared up, and he asked, "Do you want to be born as a child?"

  Yan's second child started rubbing his arms.

  He looked very serious, only revealing a slightly serious side face to Mr. Tian.

   "Teacher, Xiaoer and her godfather showed me a way, and I told you to listen, whether you like it or not."

  Master Tian hummed, seemingly casually, but actually pricked up his ears and listened attentively.

   "Civil officials pay attention to seniority and background. Let's not talk about the top three, the number one scholar, the second place, and the third prize. They are too far away, and there are two Jinshis below.

   Juren can also wait for an official, the starting point is low, and the upper limit is also low.

   Not to mention a scholar, in the eyes of officials, he is not even considered a beginner.

   It is said that there are still many unwritten customs in officialdom.

  It is difficult for an assistant official to become a regular official...

  I just got promoted this year, so I have to wait a few more years before I can hope to move up...

   It is useless to have credit, you have to have credit and have enough qualifications...

  Teacher, it is too difficult for civil servants to rise up! "

  Master Tian pondered and said, "It's not like there are exceptions..."

Yan Laoer hurriedly said: "I know, I know, there is that amazing talent and beauty in the emperor's heart, not to mention three promotions a year, three promotions a day, it all depends on the Sacred Heart, but teacher, it's still the same sentence, leave us It's too far away, you don't know your students, and your qualifications are limited, so they are not materials for doing great things.

  I am not good at learning, if I die on the side of civil servants, it will be difficult to get up!

   But I have to change my thinking. If I were a scholar, no, even if I was a child, it would be much easier to become a military commander and take the path of military officer promotion. "

Yan Laoer spoke quickly: "Think about it, what do they rely on to get promoted? Military merit! I don't need to work hard for any qualifications. As long as I have enough military merit, I can keep rising...Of course, I didn't think so much, but After dealing with Xue Zongqi for a while, I found that his internal affairs are quite chaotic. I can’t lead troops to fight, but these internal affairs tasks must be competent. The army is not full of brave and good fighters. Everyone has their own strengths. The advantage, they also have clerical ones..."

  Master Tian understood.

  In short, his students feel that it is easier to be promoted by the military officer.

  He can't study well, and he can't see hope in the imperial examination. The prince gave him a little advice, and he will see the sun!

   Nonsense!

  He, the teacher, and his elder brother, could it be that the two of them couldn't think of this? You have to be an old **** to give pointers.

"God bless!" Mr. Tian covered his head, his back and two arms were rubbed red, still upright, and said solemnly: "It's about your future, you need to think carefully, abandon literature and follow martial arts, don't you mean It’s fine to say it, you are motivated, and I am very pleased to be a teacher, but don’t be too hasty, everything, let’s take a long-term plan.”

  Master Tian used a trick of dragging characters.

  He decided - not to go!

   Let’s welcome the new year at Yan’s house!

   "God bless! Give me the cloth towel, and do it yourself as a teacher." Master Tian took the cloth towel and quickly scrubbed it on his body.

   You can't do it indiscriminately, his students are watching, they have to scrub themselves clean step by step and extremely quickly.

"Teacher, what are you in a hurry for? Go into the bucket here and soak for a while. I just deliberately poured boiling hot water, and the water temperature is just right now." Yan Laoer was trying the temperature with his hand, and Mr. Tian had already used the water on the side. The small bucket filled with water and flushed himself.

  Master Tian: What is the hurry? What is he in a hurry for? !

  He was in a hurry to find Yan Huaiwen!

  Listen to these words of your brother.

   If you don't care about this brother, he's going to join the army!

  …

  Yan Huaiwen and Yan Xiangheng have just washed up.

   Both sides are carried out simultaneously.

  Should I say it or not, the Yan family made a lot of big tubs.

   Before the hair could be loosened in time, Mr. Tian rushed to Yan Huaiwen's room with his hair wrapped all the way.

  Yan Xiangheng: …

   Exited winkingly, and closed the door.

  Yan Huaiwen didn't change his face when he saw Mr. Tian's disgrace.

  After listening to him explain his intentions, Yan Huaiwen slowly tightened his brows.

  The two sat opposite each other and did not speak for a long time.

  …

   "Brother, is Master in Uncle's room?" Yan Yu found Yan Xiangheng and asked.

   "Yes, yes." Yan Xiangheng replied.

  Yan Yu smiled and tiptoed over.

  Yan Xiangheng slapped his forehead, walked quickly to catch up with her, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Er, what are you doing?"

  Yan Yu winked at her elder brother.

The silence speaks.

  Brother, you understand.

  Yan Xiangheng stopped her because he knew it.

   "A year will pass soon, and you will be one year older. You can't be the same as before... Mr. Tian probably has business to talk to Dad about."

  It is not convenient to listen.

  Yan Yu lowered his voice and said: "It's not an official business, it's my father's business, big brother, aren't you curious, what is my father's business that makes Master so anxious, he can't wait for a moment and rushed over to find uncle?"

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