Rain in the Qingming Festival. As soon as the Qingming Festival passed, the drizzle, which was as thin as a cow's hair, disappeared without a trace, replaced by a hazy mist. It was about noon before the mist slowly dispersed, as if not in the world. Aunt Zhu was used to this time, so she opened the courtyard door and went out to buy vegetables with a bamboo basket.

Aunt Zhu’s family lived next door. The maiden's surname is Ji, but the family is not very popular. Except for the eldest daughter who was married to the Zhu family next door, there was only one sick and crooked son under his knees.

The Ji family’s old mother worked so hard to pull Du Miao Miao’s son to grow up, and married a wife to his sick son. In less than a year, the sick and sick son died violently after contracting the disease. Fortunately, the son went. At that time, I left seeds in the belly of my daughter-in-law, and gave birth to a male child in October. Otherwise, the Ji family’s elder mother would have no face to see the Ji family’s ancestors after her death.

Later, Ji Lao Niang and his daughter-in-law, and the two widows together with the help of the eldest daughter next door, brought the little grandson to grow up.

At this time, Aunt Zhu went out to buy groceries, which was considered late. Can't buy any fresh vegetables, but the price is relatively cheaper. Actually speaking, this was done deliberately by the aunt of Zhu's family. The family was only considered a well-off home, but also for his son Zhu Wang to study, plus from time to time to help the family next door one or two, but everything was planned carefully.

In a short while, Aunt Zhu returned from shopping.

It just so happened that Ji Yanzhi was his mother, and the little widow of Ji opened the courtyard and swept the floor with a bald broom. As soon as Zhu's auntie entered the room, she smiled softly and said, "Auntie is back."

Zhu's aunt peeled half of the vegetables in the bamboo basket and gave her. "Tomorrow, brother Wang and Brother Yan will return home, what are the rules and regulations of Aniang?"

The widow Ji was silent for a while, and said: "Auntie, what regulations can there be. According to the intention of the mother-in-law, I must let Brother Yan continue to study. I think so too, but I just sold my flesh and blood. I can make up for the cost of the exam for Brother Yan."

Aunt Zhu's mouth opened her mouth, thinking that she would not be able to open her mouth if she had a deposit of less than 50 taels of silver.

Brother Yan is short of money to rush for the exam. Her family’s brother Wang is not also short of money to rush for the exam. She has often taken help from her family over the years, which has already made her Zhu arrest very unhappy. Yes……

"Haosheng will tell A-niang again, it's really not good, so let's answer the marriage affair raised by Master Wang's house."

Little Ji’s widow’s eyes were dim, and she responded with a low voice. When Aunt Zhu’s "waking up", she usually went to the next door to cook lunch. Little Widow Ji threw her bald broom aside, and went into the room to face Ji Lao who was lying on the couch and sighed. Said the widow.

"Mother-in-law, just now the elder sister said, let our family allow the marriage."

"Yes." The old widow of Ji who was still sighing immediately jumped up and said in a nasty voice: "Why does his family not allow me, let my family allow me. Wang Youcai's sisters all buck teeth, my brother Yan said. What kind of looks, how can you take Wang Youcai's sister."

Little Ji's widow pursed her lips, her face dimmed. "Mother-in-law, his royal family is rich!"

"No matter how rich it is, there is only a small business." The old widow of Ji gritted her teeth and said: "My family said that my brother wants to take the imperial examination, how can we marry a lowly business girl." Besides, the business girl wants to be worthless. Talent is not talented. The only advantage is that you have money. What's the use of marrying?

The old widow of Ji was able to pull a pair of children to grow up when she lost her husband at an early age, and she was able to lead her daughter-in-law to grow up with her daughter-in-law Miao and grandchildren when her son died. Naturally, he couldn't tolerate the ugly ghost's only reliance that he calculated to marry her and Ji Xiao's widow.

"Bah. What smells smelly, dare to come and calculate."

The old widow of Ji swears, which is a stark contrast to the silent little widow of Ji.

In fact, the little widow of Ji is not indignant. The main reason is that the old widow of Ji is about to explode now, and if she mixes it up, she will die on the spot in frustration. Forget it, Ji Yanzhi will return home with his cousin Zhu Wang tomorrow, and then ask Ji Yanzhi what to do.

Thinking of this, the little widow of Ji spoke out to persuade the old widow of Ji to stop getting angry, and wait for Ji Yan to return home.

"When Brother Yan comes back, I have to nag him, lest I be fooled by the horrible Wang family."

After that, the old widow Ji got up and prepared to cook dinner.

The small courtyard they live in is one entry, shabby and primitive. The walls of the streets and alleys were covered with moss. There is also a cluster of creeper vines planted in the corners, with green leaves and twigs. In summer, the entire wall will be decorated in green, so that the summer heat can be wiped away.

Little Widow Ji chose some vegetables that were given by Zhu's aunt and whose leaves were withered and sold very poorly. Will be ready to fetch water to wash the vegetables, and there will be a flapping sound from the tied courtyard door, accompanied by shouts.

"A-nai, A-niang, I'm back."

The little widow Ji quickly put down her work and hurried to open the door.

"Brother Yan is back." Little Widow Ji said with joy: "Isn't it an explanation of the day, why is he back today."

Ji Yanzhi smiled and replied: "Seeing that the time is still early, I hurried back, so as not to spend more unnecessary money."

Ji Yanzhi still knows his own economic conditions. Since that day, Ji Yanzhi has not been able to take out the gold and silver in the space, and simply relies on the necessary skills of scholars to copy books to make money. Enlightenment books such as "A Thousand Characters" and "Three Characters" are easy to copy, and one after another, Ji Yanzhi has earned a few taels of silver, which should be enough to subsidize the family.

Thinking about this, Ji Yanzhi then took out the purse containing the few taels of silver and handed it to the old widow of Ji.

The old widow Ji was startled, and she hurriedly handed the money bag to the little widow Ji, and asked aloud. "Why did this money come from?"

"Ama, don't worry, the money is from the grandson's copy of the book."

Ji Yanzhi pursed his lips and briefly said a few words about the copying process. At the end of the conversation, I asked about the sadness on the faces of the old widow and the little widow.

"Brother Yan knows the jewel of the Wang family." The widow Ji said carefully: "The maid you and Brother Wang rescued last time were the servants of the Wang family. Master Wang thinks that you and Brother Wang are kind, so he wants to get married. The two surnames are good."

Ji Yanzhi: "...just to confess to Brother Wang three times a day, Wang Mingzhu who often beats and scolds her maid out of her heart is not good? Huh, she doesn't just look at my handsome and handsome man. Cousin? Why do you say that I am kind-hearted this time."

In fact, Ji Yanzhi looks a little better than Zhu Wang, but Ji Yanzhi is only fourteen now. Wang Mingzhu, who is already seventeen, naturally looks down on him, only staring at Zhu Wang of the same age. It's a pity that everyone in the world loves beauty, and Zhu Wang is a good player in all of them. How can he fall in love with Wang Mingzhu, who has many enemies.

So this is a loss for Zhu Wang, so I just stared at him?

Ji Yanzhi sneered, it turned out to be a wicked merchant who wanted so beautifully.

"Rejection means that the family should not be exhausted yet, and rely on the dowry of the grandson/daughter-in-law to make a living."

The old widow Ji nodded, repeatedly saying yes. "When Brother Yan didn't find a copy of the book to earn money to subsidize the family, our family's life was still passable, and we were unwilling to sacrifice Brother Yan's marriage. Now that we have these few ounces of money in the bill, naturally there is no need to marry Brother Yan. The merchant girl. If the matchmaker dares to come again, your mother and I will have to kill them with big sticks."

The little widow of Ji also echoed. "The mother-in-law can say that, brother Yan, you are the only support for our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. How can we let the wicked merchant girl harm you."

"Don't worry. The matchmaker sent by the Wang family will never come back." Ji Yanzhi narrowed his eyes and made a decision immediately.

Although the world of this plane is ancient, it is a different plane of spirit. As for how Ji Yanzhi knew it, it originated from the fact that he had just come to this azimuthal world, just opened his eyes, and a snake spirit and sick ghost performed a hang above his head. Ji Yanzhi was conditioned and gave him a direct response. foot.

Then...Oh Huo, Ji Yanzhi found a golden finger of the original body, which can touch the ghosts physically.

Well, what kind of golden finger is this wonderful variety.

Ji Yanzhi was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it. After that, I studied for several days and didn't find out the reason. Then I invested in copying books to earn money to subsidize the family.

I didn't study the reason, and it's not that Ji Yan is not clever. The main reason is that the physical body can touch the strange golden fingers of the ghost, so that the original body has never suspected the abnormality of the world in which he is in, and feels that he is in contact with all the living people, Ji Yanzhi, the "latecomer" and What to say,

Even if Ji Yanzhi learned later that his cousin named Zhu Wang turned out to be Zhu Juren in the story of "Liao Zhai-Painted Wall", who had a few spring breeze with the fairy in the painted wall, Ji Yanzhi also expressed calmly. accept.

After dinner, Ji Yanzhi went back to the room.

His room is considered to be the most luxurious decoration in the whole family. It not only has a canopy bed, but also a mahogany bookcase filled with transcribed books.

Next to the bookshelf, near the window, there is a desk with a good-looking inkstone. It is the relic of the biological father. Regardless of the early death of his biological father, he is actually a scholar. After dragging his blessing, Ji's widow and Ji's little widow, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, knew that reading was the only way out.

Ji Yanzhi sat down silently at the table, Jiaqing Shui Yanmo began to copy "Thousand Characters". Copy a piece of "Thousand Characters", the price is no more than 20 copper plates. Not expensive, but for Ji Yanzhi, it is the fastest article with money. With Ji Yanzhi's hand speed, copying a thousand-character essay takes only the time of a stick of incense, and the hairpins are in lower case, and the handwriting is neat and tidy, without a trace of error.

Ji Yanzhi's full attention to copy, soon, night fell quietly. The old widow Ji and the little widow Ji were talking in the next room, and their voices were very soft.

At this moment, the candle was swayed from side to side by an overcast wind that didn't know where it was hitting. Ji Yanzhi put aside the pen and looked up, just in time to see a female ghost floating in the sky, with a pair of red eyes, trying to repeat the scene before her death.

Ji Yanzhi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

How could there be such a stupid ghost! ! !

This girl, it should be a hanged ghost.

Why is she stupid? The main reason is that she dragged a pig's tongue, her long tongue desperately put her swollen and ugly head into a sack.

Yes, it is a sack, not the white silk or hemp rope that hangs the ghost standard, but a sack. Ji Yanzhi really didn't know what to talk about, to save the moving IQ of this hanged ghost.

"It's really amazing every year, especially this year!" Ji Yanzhi still turned on the mocking mode, mockingly.

Without any fear, he succeeded in making the hanged ghost who came to Ji Yanzhi to hang himself, his soul stiffened so little.