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Chapter Seventeen

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    ?Guozijian, as the highest institution of higher learning, has always been lenient to students. In addition to the uniform distribution of seasonal clothes, shoes and hats every year, if students are in a hurry to return home to visit relatives or have weddings and funerals, they will also provide certain subsidies.

    Jiang Yan had heard a little about Cheng Wen's family background.  He was born in a poor family, lost his father, and his younger sister was sick all year round, relying on his old mother's weaving and washing to eke out a living.  Fortunately, he himself is extremely diligent and hard-working, and has a good reputation, so the officials cherished his talent, exempted him from the ritual of confinement, and entered him into the Imperial Academy.

    In a remote and deep alley on the outskirts of the city, the decayed brick walls are in a mess and collapsed. There is a human-made path among the wild moss and weeds, leading directly to a small courtyard surrounded by old fences. In the courtyard, there are three or two crooked adobe brick houses.  , without tiles, the roof is covered with thatch and reed mats to shelter from wind and rain.  But after a violent storm last night, the roof of Cheng's house was in a mess, with thatch flying around, exposing the bare roof beams, despite the accumulated rain.

    If he hadn't seen Cheng Wen moving the ladder and repairing the roof, Jiang Yan would almost have thought it was an uninhabited haunted house.

    "This is the Cheng family?" Jiang Yan stood outside the fence and looked around. A grass chicken that was soaked in rain squatted on the yellowed fence, tilting its head and staring at her.

    Just now on the way here, Jiang Yan could still tease Fu Li with ease, but now that she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't laugh anymore.  Since leaving Ningyang County and entering Yingtian Mansion, she has not seen such a desolate family for a long time.

    "Go in and tell me." Fu Li was dressed in an exquisite and luxurious sandalwood robe, which was incompatible with the dilapidated and desolate surroundings, but he didn't feel any disgust at all, and knocked on the old wooden door with mottled paint with ease, obviously not the first time.  Come here once.

    A gust of wind blew, and a corner of the broken and faded portrait of the door god on the door peeled off, shaking off scraps of paper.

    Cheng Wen, who was repairing the roof, heard the movement, hurried down to open the door, and saw Fu Li, his delicate face was full of surprise: "Mr. Fu, why are you here?" Before he finished speaking, he saw Fu Li behind him.  Jiang Yan was even more surprised, and hurriedly saluted, "Ms. Jiang."

    Cheng Wen held his sleeves that were patched deeply and lightly, his hands were covered with black ash and mud, and even his face was stained, looking very embarrassed.  He himself probably noticed the impoliteness, and quietly raised his arm to wipe the stains on his face, smiling embarrassedly.

    Jiang Yan returned the salute to him and explained, "We were ordered by Si Ye to visit your sister and mother. Because they are female relatives, it is inconvenient for Mr. Fu to offer condolences, so he asked me to come with you."

    Cheng Wen hurriedly invited them into the yard.  Fu Li said to Jiang Yan: "Her sister is inside, it's not convenient for outside men to enter, so I'll just wait outside the courtyard."

    Jiang Yan nodded, and took the package of ginseng herbs from Fu Li, which was still warm from him, and a money bag, which contained a little money from the Fu family and Cen Siye.

    Cheng Wen hurriedly moved the bamboo chair out, wiped it carefully with a cotton cloth, raised his head and said to Fu Li: "Please sit down, sir." Then he turned his head and shouted into the dilapidated paper window, "Mother, there is a distinguished guest here."  Already!"

    There was a cough in the room, and then, a hunchbacked woman with gray and dry hair in a bun slowly came out while leaning on the wall, and said in a muffled voice, "Who is it?" The Cheng family's mistress obviously recognized Fu Li, and she said gratefully, ""  The eldest son is here again, I'm so sorry! Say hello to Mr. Fu for me."

    Then seeing Jiang Yan, Cheng's mother squinted her wrinkled eyelids, and said in a low voice, "The old lady's eyes are dazzled, and she doesn't recognize anyone. Yuan Liang, who is this handsome little brother?"

    Jiang Yan hurriedly said: "Grandma, my surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Yan. I am a classmate of Mr. Cheng."

    Cheng's mother was even more surprised: "Ah, even the voice is so clear and sweet, like a girl's house."

    Today, Jiang Yan is dressed as a teenager, no wonder Cheng's mother, who is old and dim-eyed, mistook her.  Jiang Yan burst out laughing, and said crisply: "Grandma, I'm just a girl."

    "Ah ah? Girl? How could a girl become Yuan Liang's classmate?" Cheng's mother was surprised, and looked Jiang Yan up and down, "Can girls go to school too?"

    "Grandma, it's cold and wet outside, let's go in and talk." Jiang Yan stepped forward, helping Cheng's mother, who was coughing, to go in.  Before entering, she turned her head and glanced, and saw Fu Li standing in the courtyard chatting with Cheng Wen, so she left him alone.

    It was only after entering the door that the Cheng family's situation was far worse than what they saw from the outside.

    There were more than a dozen leaks in the house. On the ground, on the table, on the chairs, and by the windows, pots and pans with gaps were placed everywhere to catch the rainwater leaking from the roof.  The less wet scrolls, most of which were handwritten notes, filled the entire room with dense objects.  The light was extremely dim, accompanied by an unpleasant damp smell, and there was almost no place to stand.

    Cheng's mother was very guilty, while talking about the poverty of the family and the poor hospitality.?Not coming back.

    This monster with a super memory!  But she couldn't remember a word she said casually, but Fu Li could remember the time and scene clearly.

    "Is there? I don't remember." Jiang Yan put down the jade ring, rubbed the tip of her nose and changed the topic, "I'm so hungry, are you hungry"

    Before he finished speaking, Fu Li's face turned cold, and he stared at Jiang Yan sharply.

    Jiang Yan had never seen him show such a terrifying expression, as if the aura was fully opened, and the piercing gaze made people breathless.

    What's wrong?  Could it be that he was angry because he denied it?

    In a daze, Fu Li shot out suddenly, but his long arm crossed her face, grabbed the shoulder of a man who was slipping away quickly, and pushed him hard against the bluestone wall beside him.  The man who was suddenly caught howled in pain, turned around and struggled endlessly.

    What's going on here?  !

    Jiang Yan was confused by the scene in front of her, and asked blankly: "Fu Li, what's wrong?"

    "Give it back to her." Fu Li's voice was deep, but he said it to the man.

    "Give her back what? Beating people in broad daylight, there is no law!" The rat-whiskered man in his thirties rolled his eyes wildly, obviously guilty of guilt, and yelled with mung bean eyes.

    The crowd of onlookers quickly gathered around, pointing and pointing as if they were watching the excitement.  Fu Li lost his patience, ignored everyone's eyes, and simply grabbed the rat-bearded man's neck with one hand, his voice became a few degrees colder, and said word by word: "Give her back the jade ring you stole!"

    Jiang Yan was stunned, as if enlightened, she subconsciously touched her waist

    Sure enough, the place was empty, and Yuhuan was stolen at some point!

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    River God: Dear Mr. Fu, do you want this gold ring, or this silver ring, or this jade ring?

    Fu Li: I want Ayan.

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