Farmhouse Pastoral Notes

Chapter 294 Letter
Yang Chunming didn't care how Li Zhou spent pen and ink to reply to the invitation. He was still immersed in the case in hand and couldn't extricate himself.

Most of the cases in front of him were trivial matters. Yang Chunming looked at them at a glance, and after sorting out the front and rear thoughts, he directly marked the last edge, and then waited until tomorrow when the class opened.

It wasn't until the sun set and the light in the room dimmed that Yang Chunming raised his head from the copywriting in front of him.

Looking outside, Yang Chunming lowered his head and smiled, "It's time to write a letter to mother." After saying this, he looked down at the case in his hand that had just been approved, thinking about how to explain to her mother, Yuan Shi, that he was in trouble. The appointment of Ping Chuan was the only way for his mother to quickly accept this matter.

The fact that he came to Pingchuan to take office has never been mentioned to his mother, Yuan Shi, even when he went home before, after his mother asked about it, he crossed over.

Going deeper into it, the reason is because of the knot in her mother's heart that has gradually been locked. The massacre of the Yuan family in Pingchuan is still vivid in my memory. There are so many people in the Yuan family except his mother. It is conceivable. How much harm was caused to her mother by the tragedy that year, time passed little by little, seeing that the deep scar in her mother's heart has gradually healed, how could he bear to break her mother's heart at this time Woolen cloth?But... For him, this matter is hard to settle, hard to break. When his mother told him, he was determined to take revenge.

Now that he has spent three years in the Imperial Academy, and finally got this opportunity, how could he give up?
Yang Chunming leaned his entire back on the chair, shifting all the gravity of his body.

Closing his eyes as if in comfort, he began to rest his mind. He still remembered that after he decided to leave, the senior academician asked him to go over and question him, as well as the pity in the other party's admiring eyes. sorry.

Walking all the way from the capital, every night in the dead of night, Yang Chunming would lie quietly on the bed and think about his choice.

Undoubtedly, he has no regrets. Even if this matter happens again, he will still choose this way. For others, staying with the Holy One and continuing to copy books is far more promising than going to a border town to become a sesame official. A person will make a correct choice that is beneficial to him. Only Yang Chunming can do all kinds of things like throwing watermelons and picking sesame seeds.

Whenever he thinks of this, Yang Chunming can't help but bow his head and laugh out loud. As the saying goes, one loses one gain, he seized the opportunity to avenge his grandfather's family, and lost a chance to make a fortune. Comparing the two sides, he is not losing.

After writing the letter, Yang Chunming sent the letter when he was preparing for dinner. As for whether his mother would come back, Yang Chunming was not sure yet. After all, he had been in Pingchuan for a month, and he hadn't found out much about Ning's house. The bottom line is that the Ning family is still powerful, and in the short term, he still can't move them.

It seemed that a long-term plan was needed, Yang Chunming was thinking about the plan, picked up the already written envelope and walked out of the room quickly.

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Ten days later, at the food shop of Yang's family in Linfang County.

Chunqiu looked back at the closed door again, and sighed helplessly.

"Qiu'er, your mother hasn't come out yet?" Yang Weibo stood in the yard, looked at Chunqiu, and licked his lips.

Chunqiu shook his head, and said in a low voice, "No, I haven't come out yet." Since receiving her second brother's envelope, her mother has locked herself in the room and never came out again, including her father. All of them were blocked from the door.

"Father, what did the second brother say in the envelope? Why is mother so abnormal?"

Chunqiu looked at the closed door, his eyes were full of worry, you know, her mother had never been in such a situation.

Yang Weibo followed closely and shook his head, "I don't know, the envelope fell into your mother's hands as soon as it arrived, and I didn't see what was said in the envelope."

Although he vaguely felt something in his heart, Yang Weibai still didn't tell Chunqiu what he thought in his mind just to be on the safe side. There was still work to be done at the food shop in the front yard, and Yang Weibo couldn't stay in the backyard for long, so he glanced at Yuan's room. , Yang Weibo thought that if Yuan didn't come out at night, he was going to slam the door in, clenched his fists and didn't know it, Yang Weibo gritted his teeth, turned and walked out of the backyard.

In the evening, before Yang Weibo went to knock open the door, her mother Yuan's door opened from the inside, Chunqiu was awakened by the noise, quickly put down the work in hand, turned around and ran out of the kitchen.

Yuan's face was exhausted, tears were still on his face, his eyes were red like rabbit eyes, and the clothes he was wearing were also wrinkled. Chunqiu leaned against the kitchen door and looked at her mother quietly with the door open, his eyes were full of worry and distress .

Her mother finally came out of the room, Chunqiu knew that it was not suitable to ask any more questions at this time, silently watching her mother leave, Chunqiu thought about making more meals that her mother liked to eat in the evening, so as to make her mother happy .

I don't know what her mother said to her father in the front yard, but when it was time for dinner at night, her mother's mood obviously returned to normal, talking and laughing so uncomfortable, except that her eyes were still a little red and swollen.

"Mother, eat more." Chunqiu put a chopstick of Yuan's favorite dish into Yuan's bowl, and said with a smile.

"Hey, Qiu'er's dish is delicious." Yuan Shi picked up the dish in the bowl with a smile, put it in his mouth, chewed twice and swallowed it directly.

"By the way, Qiu'er, pack up your things, and go to Pingchuan with your mother in two days." Yuan's expression was calm, releasing the news that was no less than a bomb.

"Eh? Hirakawa? That's not..." Chunqiu blurted out in shock.

After realizing that she had said too much, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, and looked at her mother anxiously, "Pingchuan, that's her mother's... hometown."

Yuan Shi smiled, looking at Chunqiu with nostalgia, "It's been a long time since I went back, and I miss it a little." Pingchuan, carrying the memories of Yuan Shi's entire youth, those fresh, dark, exciting Yes, heart-throbbing memories flooded Yuan's mind. When she received Yang Chunming's envelope, Yuan rarely lost her composure and locked herself in the room and cried bitterly, expeling all the depression accumulated in her heart for many years.

"Mother, let's go back early," Hu Zi added from the side.

In comparison, Chunqiu and Huzi know Pingchuan the least. The former’s knowledge of Pingchuan is limited to the annual sacrifice, and her mother will take her father on a trip. Located on the outskirts of Pingchuan County, for the latter, Pingchuan is just his mother's family.

(End of this chapter)