Chapter 8 "The Art of Leading the Spirit and Containing the Soul"

In the dead of night, Feng Qingan finally got a chance to be alone with his elder brother Feng Qingping.

"Brother!"

Feng Qingan smiled shyly, like a weasel who only wanted to give New Year greetings to the chicken.

"Why are you here looking for me if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Feng Qingping glanced at his younger brother. This kid had nothing to talk about. He had to bring up his marriage at the dinner table. He couldn't lie in front of his parents, so he could only tell the truth. As a result, the two of them were worried, and they went back to their room after eating.

"I want to discuss something with you!"

"What do you want to do? Don't discuss it with your parents and insist on waiting for me to come back?"

"It's nothing. I just want to get a dog. I'm afraid my parents won't agree, so I want you to speak up and help me."

"That's it?"

Feng Qingping was a little surprised.

"Just go tell your parents yourself!"

"I'm afraid they won't agree!"

Feng Qingan looked confident and confident.

"But brother, it will be different as soon as you open your mouth. They will definitely not reject you!"

"You kid, okay, I'll go talk to my parents."

Feng Qingping didn't ask any further questions and directly agreed to the matter. It was just a dog, it was nothing.

"I knew you were the best to me, brother."

Feng Qing'an suddenly beamed with joy, and if his elder brother was willing to help him speak, then the matter was basically settled.

"It's late at night, go back to sleep, there will be some noise at home tomorrow!"

"I'm afraid it won't just be tomorrow!"

Feng Qing'an naturally knew what it was. His eldest brother passed the exam and came back for the first time, and many people came to visit him.

The next day, when the sky was slightly bright, there were noisy sounds coming from the courtyard. Feng Qingan got up from the bed, got dressed quickly, walked out of his room, and immediately saw a few familiar faces. face.

"Tsk!"

Feng Qing'an didn't go up to join in the fun. Entertaining guests was an adult's business and had nothing to do with a child like him. He could just wait for lunch.

However, Feng Qing'an obviously underestimated the influence of the No. 1 Scholar. When they went up to Sangan that day, their house was already bustling with people inside and outside the courtyard. People wanted to come and take a look at the No. 1 Scholar.

Seven aunts and eight aunts, some he knew, some he didn't know, some Feng Qingan had seen, some he had never seen. In short, today, for the first time, he knew that his small civilian family actually had so many relatives, but whether he recognized them or not, Even if we meet each other for the first time, these relatives are very warm and polite.

This wouldn't be the case if it were just these close relatives, but within a radius of ten miles and eight villages, all the high-ranking squire and landowners would send people one after another, or even come to the door themselves, after receiving the news.

With so many visitors, the Feng family was naturally very busy. The three aunts and the sixth aunt had to help organize the visit. Even a boy like Feng Qing'an, who was half his age, was caught doing things, so he couldn't even think about taking some time off.

Although he was caught as a young man and was so busy serving tea and water to the visiting guests, Feng Qingan did not have the slightest impatience and ran up and down quite diligently.

There is no special reason, just because there are many landlords and wealthy people among the visitors. These people are wrapped in silk and satin, and their hands are wearing gold and jade rings. Their gestures are extremely tacky, but Feng Qing'an likes this tackiness too much.

Serving tea to these people, as long as he inadvertently reveals his identity as the younger brother of the Number One Scholar, these guys will take the initiative to stuff a small ingot of silver into his arms as a red envelope gift. Those who are generous will even directly Stuffed with golden melon seeds.

This made Feng Qing'an run even more diligently, but after only half a day's work, his pockets were bulging, and he felt bumpy and heavy when he ran.

However, the abnormality in his body was quickly noticed by Mrs. Yin. No matter how much he begged to please, Mrs. Yin confiscated all the broken silver and gold melon seeds on his body in public, and as compensation, she threw him a few copper coins. .

Feng Qing'an's little face was wilted as he was holding the copper plate, and he no longer had much energy. But after he sneaked back to his room, the smile on his face could no longer be suppressed, and he smiled like a The fox who successfully stole the chicken.

"Finally I have my own little treasury."

Feng Qing'an carefully pulled out a book from the bookshelf in the room, revealing the broken silver and golden melon seeds hidden behind the books. The smile on her little face became brighter.

There were so many people coming and going from his family today, and I don’t know how many people saw the sight of the squire and landlord giving him money. The money left on him must be collected by the Yin family. Thoughts you shouldn’t have.

But he was running up and down his house, and the gold and silver were in his pockets. There were many opportunities for him to do tricks secretly. It was naturally easy to hide a small part of it, because no one except himself Know how much gold and silver he collected today.

"My mother has taken so much money from me, so there should be no problem raising a dog, and my eldest brother will also speak for me."

After stuffing the book back again, Feng Qing'an was satisfied, and his thoughts inevitably turned to the puppy. It was more than a month old and almost ready to be weaned.

At noon, after UU Reading www.uukanshu.net finished eating at the running water mat set up in the village, Feng Qingan ran to Er Pang’s house. After asking for a lot of taboos and methods of raising puppies, he took the puppy back to him. Home.

At this time, the Feng family, even though it was already past noon, was still crowded with people and visitors. Everyone in the house was so busy that no one noticed that Feng Qingan had brought back a puppy. .

And this is what Feng Qing'an hopes to see. After he has been raised at home for a few days and his parents are familiar with him, they will no longer be able to object, let alone drive away.

"Little Heizi!"

Feng Qingan teased the little furball who was not timid or uneasy even after changing the environment. Because he was here, the little puppy was already very familiar with his scent, and this was his room.

Woof! Woof!

The black and gray-haired puppy shook its little tail vigorously, stretched out its pink tongue, and licked Feng Qingan's outstretched palm.

"Come, eat!"

After kneading it hard twice, and after feeling satisfied, Feng Qingan took out the milk cake and egg yolk that had been prepared long ago, placed them in front of the puppy, and looked at it expectantly.

The newly weaned puppy looked at the food placed in front of him and sniffed it gently. Without hesitating for too long, he opened his mouth with newly grown deciduous teeth and buried himself in the milk cake.

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Looking at Xiao Heizi who was immersed in cooking in front of him, Feng Qingan did not hesitate and thought silently in his heart.

Suddenly, a stream of information appeared in his mind. It was the practice method that Feng Qingan had longed for for a long time. Not only the practice method, but also the key points and taboos in it were listed in extreme detail.