Han Qian seemed to have been struck by lightning, his face was dull and he was frozen in place.
If his mother really found out about this, she would definitely be beaten severely. She might even make him copy the "Book of Rites" a hundred times and not allow him to eat until he finished copying it. His mother was not like his father. So easy to talk to, and besides, he and his father have no status at home. His father is probably at the bottom of the family, followed by his old yellow dog, and then Han Gan, and his mother is responsible for all the big and small things in the family. The final say, the power of life and death.
Xia Chengyi on the side was a little curious, and turned to ask Zhong Quan, "When did it happen? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Xia Chengyi really didn't know about this, but Hua Hongyue knew about it. He saw him when he went to buy steamed buns earlier, and even took the initiative to say hello to him. But where did the incident of Han Gan stealing someone's clothes come from?
Zhong Quan looked at Han Gan, who was dumbfounded, and hummed: "This kid is so brave now. He dared to steal the clothes of a voluptuous woman and was caught red-handed by her."
Xia Chengyi asked in confusion: "How do you know so clearly?"
Zhong Quan explained: "There was another person present at the time, and it was that person who later spread the word."
Han Gan reacted, stiffened his neck and defended: "He farted, why did you ask me to steal it? He was obviously coveting Sister Hua's appearance and forced me to steal Sister Hua's sexy clothes for him. I would rather die than obey, so I let him Sister Hua noticed the movement, but she didn’t expect this person to turn around and slander him."
Zhong Quan sneered and said: "Go back and explain to your mother. It's useless to explain to me. I don't know what kind of free-spirited kid you are? Do you think I can believe it?"
Han Gan's face was ashen, and he murmured: "What a fool, that pretty boy doesn't look like a good person, he actually revealed this matter directly."
Zhong Quan squinted his eyes and added fuel to the fire: "Now you know you are afraid? Aren't you afraid of everything? Where has the arrogance gone?"
Han Qian frowned, lowered his head like a frosted eggplant, and sighed: "Who is not afraid of your parents? How can you be so worried this time?"
At the end, he recited a poem in a decent manner.
Zhong Quan saw the heartless Han Gan deflated and felt proud, and said leisurely: "If you tell your brother Zhong Quan which bastard threw your pants on the tree, your brother Zhong Quan and your brother Xia Chengyi Maybe I’ll even help you with some advice to avoid your mother’s beatings. Of course, you don’t have to tell me, the prime minister’s belly can support a boat, but it’s hard to say whether his butt can handle it.”
Han Qian looked confused after hearing this. He leaned his head and asked, "If I tell you, can you really help me avoid my mother's rainstorm?"
Zhong Quan laughed and said, "What I promised will be accomplished naturally. Just say it with confidence."
Han Gan hesitated.
Zhong Quan continued to persuade: "Think about it, isn't this the same as making two accounts for you? It not only helped you deal with the bastard who bullied you at the beginning, but also helped you avoid a beating from your mother, killing two birds with one stone. What are you still hesitating to do?”
Xia Chengyi was about to speak but stopped.
Han Gan finally seemed to have made a major decision. He waved his hands sickly and sighed: "Come on, come on, I said it's not okay. I threw my pants on the tree and hung them."
"Okay! It's really you, little bastard!"
As he spoke, Zhong Quan rolled up his sleeves and planned to teach this little bastard a lesson. He had been blamed for many years. Back then, he was wondering that he just took off Han Gan's pants. Why did they say I took off his pants and gave him back to him? He threw it into a tree. Isn't this an unreasonable thing?
Han Gan held his head to dodge Zhong Quan's fist and yelled: "Who told you to bully me like this? You took off my pants every day in public. Many pretty girls passing by secretly laughed. This made me How can you hold your head up in front of them?"
Zhong Quan thought it was true, and he felt a little guilty, and the speed of his fists also slowed down a lot, but Han Gan's next words almost didn't hurt his lungs.
"If you like walking birds, you can do so by yourself. You think about pulling my pants off every day. Do you think I don't know what you want to do?"
Zhong Quan's voice rose a bit, "What did you say!?"
Han Gan murmured in a low voice, "I didn't know that when you were a child, you wore crotchless pants every day and ran around the town. But my mother caught me and said that the hair of the loach in your crotch was not even long. She just wanted to show off your power, and let you Go back for a few years and then come out again. You are obviously resentful and took your anger out on me."
Xia Chengyi held his forehead.
When Zhong Quan heard this, he became furious, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you say, little bastard!?"
Han Qian hurriedly hid behind Xia Chengyi, stuck his head out, and said loudly: "I have already told who lost the pants. You are not allowed to cheat in the future. Xia Chengyi is also watching here."
Zhong Quan was already furious at this moment, "Xia Chengyi, get out of the way. I will make this kid understand why the flowers are so red today."
As he spoke, he tried to push Xia Chengyi away, but Han Gan behind Xia Chengyi was pressing against him. He was stuck between the two of them, unable to move even an inch.
In the end, it was Xia Chengyi who persuaded the two people who were at war with each other, but the two of them were still big-eyed and small-eyed, neither of them convinced the other. In the end, Zhong Quan did not refuse and agreed to help Han Gan avoid his mother's beating. Han Gan took Xia Chengyi aside and whispered for a while before happily running back home.
Xia Chengyi returned to Zhong Quan carrying a basket on his back.
Zhong Quan was a little strange. He didn't know what Xia Chengyi said to Han Gan to make this little kid so happy, so he asked: "What did you say to him to make him so happy?"
"I told him that as long as he is not so naughty and trouble-making in the future, I will give him this stone."
Xia Chengyi took out a palm-sized pebble from the basket. The grains inside were dotted with stars and every detail was visible.
Zhong Quan moved his head curiously, took the pebble and rubbed it gently. The stone was fine in texture, round and full, and the surface was as smooth as gelatinous jade. Zhong Quan couldn't put it down after touching it. At the same time, Zhong Quan also felt a sense of coolness. Intentions flowed from the palms of my hands.
Zhong Quan said in surprise: "Where did you get this thing?"
Xia Chengyi put the basket on his back again and stood up, "I touched it in the stream in the west of the town before. I saw that I liked it so I took a few pieces away. If you like it, I will pick up a few more pieces next time I go there."
Zhong Quan played with the pebble in his hand and couldn't put it down. "Why don't you give this piece to me? Anyway, you can go back and pick up a few pieces and give them to Han Gan, the little devil."
Xia Chengyi was a little embarrassed, "This is not good, I just promised him that I would give him this stone later."
Zhong Quan said: "Don't let the money go to outsiders. Anyway, that little bastard doesn't know which piece you gave him. When the time comes, can't you just find another piece that's exactly the same and give it to him?"
"Besides, what's yours is my stuff, and what's mine is still mine. Anyway, this thing is in my hands, and now it's my thing."
Xia Chengyi was helpless, "Just give it to you. I'll pick up a few pieces for him when the time comes."
Zhong Quan smiled and patted Xia Chengyi on the shoulder, "Let's go home."
Xia Chengyi quickened his pace and quickly followed Zhong Quan.
The two of them walked home along the streets of the small town, walking between rice fields and wild flowers. The rice ears are like gold, dancing in the breeze, as if singing a harvest song. The wild flowers and grasses are colorful, like a flowing picture between heaven and earth, with colorful streams of light.
The gurgling stream flows through the fields, and the crystal-clear surface reflects the sunshine. Egrets dance gracefully and forage by the stream, and kingfishers play in the water and sing joyfully, adding a pastoral and harmonious movement.
The distant mountains are as dark as black and the trees are shady, just like a fairyland-like ink painting. The villages looming in the mountains are filled with the fragrance of earth. On the hillside, shepherds graze leisurely and cattle roam leisurely, creating a leisurely countryside scene.
It was already dusk when the two of them walked into the alley. During this period, Xia Chengyi and Zhong Quan went to the school to pick up Xia Yao. However, Zhong Quan still had a bad face and did not give Lu Ran any good looks. They are still arguing about the plaque from before.
Lu Ran laughed it off.
A child is ignorant and speaks without restraint; an adult is wise and behaves without hesitation.
Before leaving, the middle-aged Confucian scholar told Xia Chengyi that he might be a guest at his home in a few days, but there was no need for any red tape, just a normal reception. He then told Xia Yao to read more "Rituals" and "Etiquette" after returning. "The Doctrine of the Mean" two books.
The reason why Lu Ran specifically asked Xia Yao to read these two books was because he also vaguely guessed that Xia Yao's life experience was unusual, and these two Confucian classics also emphasized the way of life and the theory of etiquette and music. Just to give them an extra chance of winning in the tug-of-war with divinity in the future, these are Lu Ran's arrangements and plans. However, he obviously did not calculate that Xia Yao in this life had voluntarily abandoned the identity of a god and chose to combine divinity and humanity into one, trying to find a new path that no one had ever traveled before.
The three of them walked home along the deep dirt road. When they arrived at Xia Chengyi's door, they found a black figure standing in front of the door with its butt protruding, looking furtively at the door from time to time.
Zhong Quan shouted when he saw this, "Who is this person! What are you doing sneakily!? Tell me your name and spare your life!"
Xia Chengyi held his head and was speechless, Zhong Quan would always do some inexplicable behavior.
Xia Yao glanced at Zhong Quan, then looked at Xia Chengyi, gently tugged at the corner of Xia Chengyi's clothes, and asked quietly: "Brother, has Brother Zhong Quan encountered something recently? Why does he feel like a different person?" .”
Xia Chengyi raised the corners of his mouth, suppressed the smile on his lips, rubbed Xia Yao's head, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about him."
Zhong Quan shouted, and the figure in front of the door slowly stood up and turned to look at Xia Chengyi and the others.
Only then did Zhong Quan see the appearance of the black figure clearly. He was wearing a very eye-catching white robe, with a silver gourd hanging on his waist, and a green bamboo sword on his back. More importantly, it was long. Very nice.
