Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5820 I'm a Useless Person

Father Gu grabbed Gu Zhihua's hand and asked in a trembling voice, "Zhihua, your hand, why is your hand missing a finger?"

The right hand that used to hold the brush has slender and well-proportioned fingers, and can write a pleasing handwriting while holding the brush.

Last time during the Chinese New Year, the couplets pasted on the doors of several shops were all made by this hand.Many passers-by who passed by the door, or customers who came to the shop, as long as they could read, they couldn't help but stop and look at it, and the comments were full of admiration.

At the time when the scholar was taking the Juren examination, it is said that the invigilator also had a good impression of this student's cursive script. The essay was well done and the handwriting was beautiful. This hand is indispensable.

But now, the middle finger in the middle of the five fingers is missing, so how can I hold the pen in the future!
The truth was exposed. Gu Zhihua, who had been silent with his head drooping since he entered the door, couldn't bear it any longer. He pulled his hand back from Father Gu's hand, put on the dirty glove again, hugged his hand and buried it in his arms. Lowering his head, he muttered in his mouth: "I, my hand is useless, and I will never be able to hold a pen again... From now on, I, Gu Zhihua, will be a useless person!"

Father Gu was struck by lightning.

He endured the loss of gold, silver and jewelry worth hundreds of taels of silver.

The land prices of several shops were listed, but he endured it again.

The hundred-acre fertile cabbage was sold for half the price, but he still endured it.

Because he still has a belief in his heart, that is his Juren son Gu Zhihua!

As long as you keep Zhihua, through the road of studying and getting a good name, what you lost today will come back one day, and it will even be doubled, more and better.

Unexpectedly, Zhihua saved his life, but his right hand is disabled, and he will never be able to lift a pen and write beautiful characters...

Gu's father seemed to be declining in an instant, he dragged his heavy steps back to his stool across the table and sat down, he was afraid that he would faint if he didn't sit down again.

Gu's mother recovered from the shock and couldn't bear it any longer. She threw herself in front of Gu Zhihua, hugged him and cried loudly: "My son, those damned people will die so badly. I'll ruin my son like this. My son is Juren, I have no hands, how can I write and test my grades, God, why do you want us to take care of the family, open your eyes..."

Father Gu thought of something, suddenly slapped the table heavily and stood up: "Didn't I give Lai Touhua 500 taels of silver? Why did you cut off your finger? This bastard is going back on his word, and I will lose all my property." Go and sue him..."

Gu Zhihua's eyes were also red, and he supported Gu's mother's back with his other hand, but he looked at Gu's father with a trace of resentment.

"Lai Touhua said, Dad, you didn't keep your promise to pay the money within three days, you said you delayed for six hours, and you cut off one of my fingers as interest..."

"What?" Father Gu's eyes widened suddenly, his lips turned white with anger, and his whole body trembled.

Mother Gu raised her eyes that were swollen from crying, and yelled at Father Gu: "You goddamn god, you are not reliable anywhere, my jewelry is gone, and your son's fingers are also being delayed by you. If you don't, you won't be able to do a reliable thing, and you still have the face to come back, why don't you die, you?"

Father Gu stomped his feet anxiously, wanted to cry for being wronged, and slapped the table loudly: "Heaven and earth conscience, I arrived in Qing'an County at midnight yesterday, but the city gate was closed, I don't know what to tell the officers and soldiers guarding the city. There are so many good words, even the money is stuffed, but people will not let them go, what can I do?"

If you force your way in, not to mention that my old bones can't fight against officers and soldiers with swords in their hands. They are officials, and you are a thug who wants to break into the city. To blame a traitor, let alone go to the city to find Lai Touhua to redeem his son.

Thinking of those hours of torment under the outer wall of the city last night, Father Gu felt bitter, but no one could understand the pain, sympathize with it, and blame him in turn, ah!

"In order to save this little bastard these days, I ran and broke my legs. It's easy for me. If you don't believe me, go back and ask Lao Gen and his son!" Father Gu sat down aggrieved like a child, and even raised Wiped a tear with his hand.

Gu's mother didn't want to blame Gu's father any more, she turned her gaze back to Zhihua, "Zhihua, we don't want to be discouraged, as long as you come back alive."

"Besides, it's just missing a finger, and it's not true that you can't hold a pen. In the past, when we were shopping, there were people under the overpass who lost their hands. They used their toes to draw on the ground with a brush. There are a lot of people paying money to buy his paintings..."

"Mom, even if I die, I won't be able to sell paintings with my toes under the flyover!" Gu Zhihua said in a hoarse voice, the veins on his forehead were wrinkled because of his excitement.

"Zhihua, don't get excited, mother doesn't mean that, what mother means is that those who don't even have hands can still hold a pen, you just lost a finger, this will not delay your studies and test your grades..."

"Delay, too much delay!" Gu Zhihua looked sad, with deep despair in his eyes.

"One of the rules for selecting scholars in the imperial examination is to pay attention to correct facial features and decent appearance."

"Students like me who are missing a finger are basically hopeless."

"How come?" Gu's mother was astonished, "I don't know how many operas I went to the theater to watch. There was a drama where the prime minister was a hunchback. Forget it, I even married the emperor's younger sister, the princess, to that hunchback!"

"You also said that it's a drama!" Gu's father couldn't help but speak again, and gave Gu's mother a disgusted look: "The drama is just for fun, and it can't be taken seriously. In reality, I heard people say that those students There are basically no ugly ones in it, no matter how bad they are, they can have good facial features and honest faces. As for those who can go to the Golden Palace and be questioned by the emperor in person, which one is not both talented and beautiful? Let’s talk about Changping Village, Yang Da’an, the number one scholar, and Mu Zichuan, the Tanhua man, which one is not a beautiful man with healthy hair and skin?”

Gu's mother's eyes also completely darkened, she sat there blankly, she didn't even have the strength to curse Lai Touhua.

Gu Zhihua felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. His favorite sweet and sour fish on the table didn't bother to move his chopsticks. Moreover, the food was already completely cold.

"Father, mother, I'm sorry, but my son was unfilial and let you down. I'll go back to the house and think about the past."

After saying these words, Gu Zhihua got up and left the dining hall with his head drooping.

At the entrance of the dining hall, he saw Shuhua leaning against the wall, covering her mouth with one hand, tears welling from her eyes and running down the back of her hands.

Gu Zhihua froze for a moment, with a guilty look in his eyes.

Seeing him coming out, Shuhua lowered her hands and took a step towards him, flustered.

Gu Zhihua glanced at the chopsticks in her other hand, and squeezed out a bitter smile: "Don't bring me chopsticks, I'm full, go and eat."

(End of this chapter)