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It¡¯s a very pleasant woody aroma.
Calmness and tranquility are the gentleness accumulated in the old years.
When Si Qingyan woke up again, she felt a severe headache, as if she had been hit by a heavy object.
The only sound in the room was the sound of the pendulum, which was very regular, with the same pause time between each swing.
¡°Cuckoo¡ª¡ª¡± A sound similar to the chirping of a bird sounded.
"Hey, it's fixed." An old man's voice sounded, with joy in his tone.
"Mother Lin, help me keep an eye on the third young master. If he wakes up, feed him some warm water. I will go to the Song family to return the bell. With the reward, I can send the third young master to a foreign doctor for treatment."
The old man coughed twice and sighed. The sound of his footsteps was rising and falling, as if there was something wrong with his legs and feet. The sound of the pendulum was getting farther and farther, so he must have gone further.
"I've been unconscious for three days, will I ever wake up"
A woman walked quickly, and when she reached the bed, she found that the boy on the bed was already awake. His eyes were clear and energetic, as if he wanted to shine through all the filth and filth in the world.
"The third young master is awake! The third young master is awake!"
She suddenly became happy, and her voice amplified countless times. When the old man outside heard what she shouted, he ran back in a panic.
"Third Young Master!"
Si Qingyan slowly sat up from the bed, lightly touched the most painful spot on her head, and took a breath.
What a big bag.
"It's fine if the young master wakes up. I'll make some medicine for you. Doctor Tang said that if you wake up, you'll have to take medicine for a month and go to the hospital for acupuncture regularly."
That was a very old man.
Eighty, ninety Si Qingyan couldn't guess his age for a moment.
His hair was completely white, and his whole body was as shriveled as an old orange peel. He was thin and hard, but he was in good spirits. His eyes were the brightest in his whole body.
"Ican't remember anything."
"Si Qingyan's words are correct. The original owner didn't retain any memory at all. He was afraid that he left by Hexi before he came.
"Youyou'll be fine when you wake up. If you can't remember, just learn it again."
There were some tears in the old man's eyes, and his figure was very stooped. He was still talking to Si Qingyan in a kind and comforting tone.
"Okay." Si Qingyan half leaned on the soft pillow beside the bed.
This is a brightly lit room with carved wooden windows open, revealing a large canna bush planted in a water tank in the yard. The flowers are blooming at this time and the colors are very bright.
There is a wooden table beside the bed, with some thread-bound books piled on it, and an oil lamp with a dim glass shade.
This old man wore a robe that was fully patched. Each patch was stitched very finely, and some were even patches on top of each other, but they were very clean. On her feet were a pair of straw sandals, revealing her skinny calves and skinny soles.
This world should be very different from the previous two worlds.
Seeing Si Qingyan looking at the book on the table, the old man bowed and took out a book and put it in Si Qingyan's hand.
Si Qingyan was still staring there, and the old man couldn't help but smile, as if he was looking at his ignorant grandson.
"Third Young Master, you are still sick. We are not in a hurry to read. We will read slowly when you are well. Just read one book at first."
The old man¡¯s tone was very gentle, as if coaxing a child.
"Um."
Si Qingyan also felt dizzy, so she took the book from the old man and just leaned on it to read.
The opening chapter is an article "Encouraging Learning", all in traditional Chinese characters.
The original owner actually wrote his name, Gonggong, three characters, Si Qingyan. The calligraphy is in a beautiful Guange style, but it is too regular and refuses to make any horizontal line longer. Each stroke is like a model standard for demonstration.
There are not many annotations on the original author's work. It seems that he is familiar with this piece. There are several subsequent articles, which are still classical Chinese, or seven-character rhymed poems or five-character quatrains.
There is only one song called "Summer Quatrains" by Li Qingzhao, and I have written a few more comments below.
"I am willing to use my meager efforts to extend the country." This is the style of the pavilion.
"The building will collapse, and we will have to change the situation." This was written by another person, using red ink. It seemed to be a teacher.
"To establish a gentleman, he needs to know the king of heaven and earth, his master, and his master." This is also the style of the pavilion.
"I encourage you." This was the teacher's reply. No matter how you look at it, these two words are wilted, revealing a tone of despair and hopelessness. It doesn't make sense to this child. In fact, the king on top is not saved. There shouldn't be a king sitting on top of everyone's head.
 Discoloration is a sign of rust.
"Hey, Uncle Xiang, let's buy some rice. It's the time of the double rush, and the rice is the best." Lin Ma, who was drying clothes next door, heard this and shouted.
"Yes, yes, yes" Uncle Xiang put the silver dollar into the jar and took another one out of his pocket.
"I repaired Miss Song's dressing table and got another piece." Uncle Xiang said in a very small voice.
"Awesome." Si Qingyan also praised in a low voice.
"Hey~" Uncle Xiang beamed instantly. Although he is old, his ears are very good, and those who cultivate things must be able to hear noises. If he had good eyesight, he would be able to take on more jobs. Unfortunately, after looking at things for a long time, my eyes are blurred and I can't do fine work. I can only make repairs to support the family.
"Let's go buy riceYoung master, don't worry about your family, take good care of yourself, and leave the rest to Uncle Xiang."
Si Qingyan nodded and walked out of the yard with Uncle Xiang.
One silver dollar can buy thirty kilograms of rice and eight kilograms of pork.
Uncle Xiang spent half a silver dollar to buy fifteen kilograms of rice, and then took Si Qingyan to the market to buy some fresh vegetables. Without buying meat, vegetables are very cheap. Originally, Uncle Xiang wanted to buy a pound of pork, but Si Qingyan refused.
Not counting the spent silver coins, they had four left.
Even if two people only eat half a catty of rice a day, one silver dollar cannot last a month. Occasionally, I have to buy some daily necessities, and I also have to look at the injuries on my head. I am really short of money.
Si Qingyan thought about the big yard where she lived, so she asked Uncle Xiang if he could grow vegetables.
"It's possible, but the young master said before that it was an insult to politeness and would not give way." Uncle Xiang was a little embarrassed. This kind of vegetable needs to be fertilized. The young master is a decent man, so he can't stand it.
"Let's buy some more vegetable seeds, raise some flagstones in the yard, enclose the land to grow vegetables, or raise some chickens" Si Qingyan began to plan to improve her life, which shocked Uncle Xiang.
The young master¡¯s brain was knocked and he became much more flexible. In the past, let alone raising chickens, I couldn¡¯t even hear the crow of chickens at Mama Lin¡¯s house next door because the hens laying eggs were too noisy.
¡°Okay, let¡¯s plant vegetables first, and when Mother Lin¡¯s chickens hatch out, we¡¯ll buy a few more and raise them.¡±
Uncle Xiang took Si Qingyan to pick vegetables and seedlings. After the two of them asked how to plant them and how to water them, they returned to the small courtyard with unfinished business.
"What happened to the bump on my head?" Si Qingyan became more and more confused the more he rubbed it. He had to know whether the original owner had a grudge or whether he fell and hit a rock while walking (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel .com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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