Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 394 Conversation
Zeng Laosan brought Zeng Laoer to the outermost circle of the temporary residence. When he looked up, he could see pedestrians on the road, the magnificent county government office, and he could also hear the horn sounds coming from Xing'an Street.

As soon as Zeng Lao San let go, Lao Er immediately walked several steps away, staring at Lao San with an unhappy expression.

Zeng Laosan first looked into the distance, probably thinking about how to talk to his second brother. After making sufficient mental preparations, he looked at the second brother. Seeing the other's expression, he laughed helplessly a few times.

"Second brother," Zeng Lao San said, "No matter what you think, I always feel that we brothers should talk again. This is the last time, really the last time." He swallowed, "I know you are impatient. You think I am not qualified to talk to you."

The second brother was touched on a sore spot and was about to curse, but before he could say anything, the third brother interrupted him: "Think about it yourself. My eldest brother and I both broke our legs. How can we live well at home?"

The second brother's face became redder and redder.

"I know you weren't like this before. You were reasonable and filial." The third brother spoke with strategy in mind. He knew the second brother's temper well. If he kept saying bad things about him, the second brother would definitely not want to listen and would turn around and leave.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the redness on the second brother’s face gradually faded away.

"I still remember that when your leg was not injured, you did the housework, and you didn't talk to mother, me and my elder brother in the same tone as now." The third brother said, "I know you feel uncomfortable. You blame your elder brother for not taking good care of you, blame your family for not being able to give you money to exempt you from labor service, blame the government for conscription every year, and blame the world for being unfair to you and why you have to suffer.

It's normal to blame this and that when you suffer.

I can honestly say that if I were like you, I would also feel resentful. When I see people with healthy hands and feet, I feel uncomfortable too. "

The second brother's expression gradually relaxed and he walked to the wall and stood there.

"But are you going to keep complaining like this? Are you going to keep all your discomfort in your heart?" The third brother asked, "Are you going to be so uncomfortable until you die? Then what is the purpose of your life? Just because you injured a leg, are you really inferior to others from now on?"

Zeng Laosan spoke faster and faster, "Your hands are much more dexterous than others, and your brain is not dumber than others, so why are you not as good as others?

Before, we were in Qianzeng Village, and we could only make money from the land. You have bad legs and feet, and you can't do the work in the land as well as others, so there's nothing we can do. But now we are in Beishan County! There are many opportunities to work and make money. With your brain, can't you make money?"

When the second brother heard this, he was also moved.

He opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it back.

Zeng Laosan said: "Just because of your lame leg, you don't go out or talk, for fear that others will laugh at you. But why would others laugh at you? Who were you, Zeng Dashan, before? You had a good-looking face and a sharp mind. There were few people in the village who were better than you. They couldn't compare with you, and they didn't dare to compare with you before. As a result, you injured your leg, and now they finally have something they can compare with you.

Are you afraid of people like that laughing at you? Are you so scared by their laughter that you dare not even go out?"

Zeng Lao Er stood up with his crutches and said disdainfully: "I'm afraid of them."

"If you are not afraid, just do what you did before." Zeng Lao San said, "Do what you should do. If you don't want to be laughed at by others, then you can make a lot of money and hire someone to carry your sedan chair.

Who will laugh at you then? They will all beg you to let a little water slip through your fingers. "

After Zeng Laosan's words, Zeng Laoer immediately changed. He walked with his back straighter than before and dared to give orders to Chi Chunmei.

Zeng Lao Niang happily patted Zeng Lao San and asked with a smile, "What did you say to your second brother? Why has he changed so much?"

It is impossible for a person to change because of a few words, and the same goes for Zeng Laoer.

No matter how good his thoughts are, once he is met with the sympathetic gaze of others, the wall he has built in his heart will collapse instantly.

He longed for the moment when he could sit in the sedan chair, and he had to wait until that moment so that when he faced people of lower status than him, his inner wall would be unbreakable.