When Deng Jian heard this, his eyes turned red at first, and then he couldn't help but burst into tears.

He naturally knew that his father had been in poor health, but he still had to go to work every day. I don’t know how he survived these days.

While in school, although I asked my neighbors to learn some news, I actually went home and realized that the situation was worse than I thought.

All of this was supported by my father, and he also kept telling him that he did not have to study hard.

Resisting the huge urge to cry, Deng Jian tucked a quilt for Deng's father.

Deng's father was still coughing endlessly, and he seemed to have many words: "I heard from people that what kind of fame should be taken? Only after the fame can one be a real scholar. Have you taken the test?"

"I've got the exam." Deng Jian answered honestly.

Deng's father couldn't help but cough, and looked at him with his eyes straight and said, "Can you pass the exam?"

Deng Jian couldn't say it was because he didn't have confidence in himself, but because he didn't know what his opponent was.

After all, he was just a small citizen and did not know what amazing knowledge the children of the aristocratic families in the deep house mastered.

So when his father asked him this, he blushed for a moment, lowered his head, and did not dare to answer easily.

Deng's father only thought he was not good at the exam, so he didn't dare to answer, so he couldn't help but say, "I send you to study, I don't ask you to study better than others. After all, as a father, I am not smart, I can't buy you any good books, nor can I provide you with any good food, clothing, housing and transportation, so that you can focus on your heart. But I just ask you to study sincerely. Even if you are poor in the exam, I will recognize you. If you can't win the fame, it won't be a big deal. When your father's health is better, you can still go to school. Even if you are still breathing a sigh of relief, you will never let you recite the family affairs. But..."

This time he coughed heartbrokenly. After a while, he finally relieved a little, and then said, "But if you don't study hard, you will really be sorry to your mother. Your mother wants to do needlework in a textile workshop and needlework. When she comes back, she still has to take care of this family. She looks forward to you every day and always praises you for your motivation and study to the people in your neighbors. Now, you are not ashamed to tell your father even after taking the exam?"

So he curled up and slept on his side facing the wall, leaving only Deng Jian with one side face.

Seeing that his father seemed angry, Deng Jian was a little anxious and hurriedly said, "It's not that my son is not easy to learn, it's just... it's just..."

Deng's father's shoulders trembled slightly. In fact, he knew very well that Deng Jian was a sensible person and would never be naughty. He did this on purpose, but he was actually worried that his health would become worse and worse. If one day he really went to the work station, then only the mother and son would be left to depend on each other. At this time, in front of Deng Jian, he was disappointed. At least he could remind him that he should not waste his studies at all times.

Since he sent his child to the university, he had already made up his mind that no matter whether he could make offerings based on his studies, he should offer people.

As for the so-called fame and fortune, it has been passed down from outside. If you can get fame and fortune, you will be worry-free for the rest of your life. You can even go directly to the county magistrate of your county. When you meet the county magistrate, you will sit and drink tea and talk to each other.

Perhaps for the children of the aristocratic race, these privileges are nothing, but for ordinary people, it is almost equivalent to a carp leaping on the dragon gate, turning into a dragon, turning into a rain of rain.

Deng's father did not expect Deng Jian to pass the exam as soon as he took the exam. Perhaps he would have supported Deng Jian for the rest of his life, and he might not be able to see the day of the exam, but he believed that sooner or later, he would be able to pass the exam.

After seeing this, Deng Jian felt as uncomfortable as if he had cut the knife, so he tucked his father in the quilt. Seeing that it was getting late, he wanted to go to wash rice and burn firewood.

But he turned around and turned around, but saw someone coming in.

When Deng Jian saw him, he immediately bowed humbly and said, "It's the second uncle."

"Ah, it's Deng Jian, you're back too." The man who was called the second uncle by Deng Jian looked ashamed on his face. He didn't expect Deng Jian to be there too. He coughed a little embarrassedly and said, "I'm looking for your father, you don't need to take care of him."

Deng Jian immediately understood, so he nodded: "I'll go pour water."

Although this person was called the second uncle by Deng Jian, he was actually not a member of the Deng family, but a colleague of Deng's father. He worked with Deng's father. Because several colleagues were together day and night, they had a temper and became friends, so they became brothers.

This person is named Liu Feng, who is younger than Deng’s father, so he is called the second uncle by Deng Jian.

When Liu Feng saw Deng Jian go out, he just sat on the couch.

When Deng's father heard that his brothers came, he insisted on sitting up.

Liu Feng pressed him on the couch, his hands were rough and covered with oil stains, and then said, "I'm fine, hey..."

Seeing that Liu Feng seemed to have something to do, Deng's father remembered something: "I haven't been to work these days, and Jianer is back. What's wrong, what's going on in the workshop?"

"It's okay." Liu Feng lowered his head, looking ashamed, and wanted to open his mouth, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mr. Deng suddenly realized: "Second brother, are there any difficulties at home?"

Liu Fengcai stumbled and said, "My wife has been sick these days. Brother, you know that this is the root of her illness in her early years. Isn't the Chinese New Year coming soon... So..."

"I understand." Deng's father looked anxious: "Speaking of this, I owed you seventy cents a few days ago. At that time, I was buying books for Jianer. I thought I would definitely pay it back before the end of the year. Who knew that I was sick at this time and could not pay the wages, but it doesn't matter. I have to pay you first. I think of some solutions..."

Liu Feng is indeed here to ask for money. The New Year is coming soon, and his wife and children have to have a good New Year.

But when he came here, it became more and more difficult for him to speak out. He heard that his father would find a way, and he blushed for a moment and said, "I know that my eldest brother is also in trouble here, so he shouldn't have come, but my wife is very stingy..."

"This is what you deserve." Mr. Deng wanted to stand up with his body tremblingly.

When Liu Feng said this, he felt even more uncomfortable when he looked at Deng's father's haggard face. He suddenly slapped himself in the face and said in shame: "I am really not a human being. At this time, you are in trouble. My eldest brother is sick. Why am I here to do? When I first entered the workshop, wasn't the eldest brother taking care of me?"

"Well...Brother, don't get up, don't think of a solution. Isn't Deng Jian back? He rarely comes home from school. It's the New Year, so he should give his children a meal and buy a piece of clothing. The money... don't rush to pay it back. I just ate lard and was so confused that the woman came here by a trait. You lie down and have a good rest. I'm leaving. I'll have to go to work later. I'll see you in a few days."

As he said that, Liu Feng stood up and almost wanted to escape.

When Mr. Deng heard this, he felt even more uncomfortable than killing him. What did he mean? He borrowed money to him and it was also difficult for him. If he doesn’t pay it back now, is this still a human being?"

He was about to speak, but Deng Jian came in with white water at this time.

When Deng’s father and Liu Feng saw Deng Jian, they both understood and said nothing.

Liu Feng forced out his smile and said, "Dalang has grown taller, and it is indeed different when he went to the school. He looked at the bookish atmosphere. Okay, I will only come to see your father. Now I will leave and I won't drink tea."

Deng Jian said oh, put down the water, and sent Liu Feng out.

Deng's father wanted to call Liu Feng and say something, but because Deng Jian was there, he had to endure it and say nothing.

Deng Jian sent Liu Feng out of the door, and Liu Feng sighed in his heart, as if he was thinking about how to explain to the woman when he went back.

But when he arrived at the door, he did not forget to tell Deng Jian, "Study hard and don't teach your father to be disappointed. Your father really wants his life for you."

"Yes." Deng Jian nodded.

Liu Feng touched his head lovingly and said, "In the future, you will always have a promising future and will be better than your father and me."

As he said that, he turned around and prepared to take a step.

Deng Jian called him: "Second Uncle."

Liu Feng subconsciously turned around.

Deng Jian hurriedly took out twenty or thirty copper coins from his sleeve and said, "This is what I have earned from working in a short-term job recently. My second uncle has difficulties at home..."

When Liu Feng heard this, his ears suddenly turned red and he said with a tense face: "You listened to what you said just now?"

Deng Jian nodded obediently and said, "Uncle Second Family is also in trouble. During the Chinese New Year, I can still go... to earn some money, and I can still live..."

Liu Feng stuffed the money back, raised his face and taught him a lesson: "This is not your child's business. I will find a way to do it myself. You, a child, can you make up for it? We brothers, only the eldest brother's son is the most promising and can enter Erpigou Academy. We all hope that you will become a talent. Don't always worry about these things. No matter how difficult it is, there will be a difficult way to pass it. OK, don't send it, I'll leave."

Deng Jian's eyes were already red.

He felt a little embarrassed, and he also knew the situation his father was facing now. For a moment, he really wanted to cry.

But at this moment he could only endure it desperately. He knew in his heart that he was born, so he carried countless people's eagerness to enter the school. If he could not achieve fame in the future, he would really have no face to see anyone.

But at this moment, a neighbor said in surprise: "It's amazing, it's amazing, there are officials, many officials, Deng Jian, they are asking about your whereabouts."

When Liu Feng heard this, he was shocked. What happened? Is something wrong?

Many neighbors also came one after another, and they heard the news. Although Erpigou is actually quite good at the impression of the official magistrate, there are so many official magistrates who suddenly come. According to their impression of the official magistrates in other places, they are probably going to the countryside to urge grain or to catch people.

But they didn't know what Deng Jian had committed?

…………………

A large number of officials rushed over panting.

There are also the guards who were originally very glamorous, but now they look extremely embarrassed.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites behind were panting and their beautiful boots were already dirty.

I originally thought that this person named Deng Jian was a poor family and was already impressive enough.

However, these officials' understanding of poor families should be those whose families have hundreds of acres of land, cattle and horses, and one or two slaves.

This is the real poor family.

I didn't know that when I inquired all the way, I entered this large resettlement area. There were dense shanty towns here, and the carriages could not pass at all. Not to mention a carriage, or a horse. The people were too tall at the horse and had to hit the eaves in the low alley at any time, so everyone had to get off the car and get off the horse and walk.

When I was traveling through this crisscrossing low alley, I could not tell the direction at all. Although the families I saw along the way could barely have enough food, most people, for people like Dou Lu Kuan, were no different from beggars.

That Yongzhou case leader is in such a place?

Can people in such places also report the crime?

The officials were already complaining, so how could they look like an imperial envoy?

Even the ceremonial wars that were playing the brand in front have now been collected. The brand is so high that if you accidentally make a hole in someone’s house.

A group of people were walking in a mess in the mud.

"Du Lu, are we going wrong?"

At this time, Dou Lukuan had no good mood at all and stared at the Lang Guan who came forward to ask.

This guy's winged hat on his head is crooked. After all, it is difficult to walk in such a low alley. The hat on your head is still wearing a pair of wings. From time to time, you are hit by the outstretched building materials. Where is the majesty?

Doulu Kuanla said with a long face: "Pay attention to Guanyi, we are the imperial envoy."

"Oh, oh, the lower official knows the crime." The man quickly bowed his hand, but when his body bent, his hips couldn't help but hit the other person's thatched hut again. He smiled helplessly.

Finally, a guard came in a hurry and said, "I found it, I found it, I just found it, and I found it. I found it. My husband Doulu and Deng Jian's family were in the house in front of me."

It was said to be a house... Anyway, as long as ten people enter their house, they will definitely be able to crush the house. Dou Lukuan looked at it and said laughing and crying: "This Deng Jian... is from here?"

With suspicion, he took the lead and saw many people in front of the room.

Liu Feng, who had not left, didn't know what was going on, and Deng Jian was also a little confused. However, Deng Jian had seen some worlds and hurried forward and saluted: "I don't know who the official is, the student Deng Jian..."
To be continued...