Yang Yongxian gritted his teeth, then looked up at everyone, suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

It was crisp and loud, this slap was serious.

"Yongxian, what are you doing? Just say it nicely, don't do this." Yang Huazhong quickly grabbed Yang Yongxian's hand to prevent him from harming himself again.

Yang Yongxian said with a face of shame: "It's all my fault that I fell in love with Li Xiuxin and made the same mistake again!"

Seeing that Yang Yongxian stopped hitting him, Yang Huazhong also retracted his hand, and everyone else remained silent. Everyone calmed down and listened to what Yang Yongxian said.

"This matter has to start from last autumn..." Yang Yongxian said.

"Last autumn, Li Xiuxin's younger brother passed the examination as a scholar, and the Li family held two banquets to thank relatives and friends."

"Because her younger brother received his education from me and was my student for three years, and then went to a school in the town to study,"

"So, even if he was a scholar who passed the exam in a school in the town, when he held a banquet, he came to the school in person to give me an invitation and invited me, along with two other gentlemen from our Haitang School, to his house for a banquet.

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"I originally didn't plan to go. After all, I had a short marriage with his sister before and it was embarrassing to go."

"However, he came to the school three times to invite me, and two other gentlemen also persuaded me to go with him. They said that we went to Li's house for a banquet in the name of sir."

"Both of them are going. If I don't go alone, it will look like there is no silver in this place."

"I weighed it up and it seemed to make sense, so on the day of the banquet, I went to Li's house with the other two gentlemen to have a banquet."

After hearing this, no one at the table criticized Yang Yongxian, and Yang Ruoqing also nodded secretly.

Yes, in ancient times, the culture of respecting teachers and teaching was very strong.

Whether you are studying in a school or learning a craft from a master, everyone believes in one sentence:

Once a teacher, always a father!

Especially in the circle of scholars, the status of teachers is very high. Teachers and teachers are second only to one's own parents.

During every year and festival, one must show filial piety to the teacher. When serving as an official in the court, one pays attention to who is the disciple.

In a word, Li Xiuxin's younger brother was admitted as a scholar, and as Yang Yongxian's first teacher, it was only natural for him to have a banquet in the past.

Here, Yang Yongxian continued:

"That day, I met Li Xiuxin at Li's house."

"All in all, this is the first time I've met her since we officially divorced."

"She lost weight and looked haggard. She also saw me, but we didn't say hello to each other."

"She helped out in the crowd, didn't speak much, and was dressed plainly and elegantly. There was nothing joyful about her."

"There were no other men around. I listened to people talking and found out that she had divorced the man she remarried and had just returned to her parents' home."

"I didn't take it seriously at the time. I just felt that with her personality, she wouldn't be able to live well with men anywhere."

"After the banquet was over, everyone dispersed, and I went back to the school. Another month passed, because the grandson of the principal family in Lijia Village was studying in our school, and his family invited his husband to have dinner."

"That day I met Li Xiuxin again. She was wearing simple and elegant clothes, squatting by the river behind the village, washing clothes."

"I saw her there and wanted to take a detour. I was afraid that she would mess with me again like she did before and say some ridiculous things."

"Unexpectedly, she greeted me graciously this time. After saying hello, she continued to squat back and wash clothes. She was neither noisy nor fussy, and her gentle and quiet demeanor reminded me of the first time I was there many years ago.

The way I saw her at the school gate..."

Seeing that Yang Yongxian's speech slowed down and he looked at the kerosene lamp lit in the middle of the table, he seemed to be reminiscing about the passing years.

Lao Yangtou's face turned dark instantly, and he knocked on the table with his tobacco pole, "Okay, okay, don't talk about those messy thoughts of yours. It's so painful that you just tell me, when did you guys do it?"

They really got it together again!”

Yang Huaming listened with interest. Seeing that Old Yangtou was so confused about the style, Yang Huaming corrected him: "Dad, the relationship between a man and a woman must be promoted in layers. It's like cooking, first cook the rice, and then

Wash the rice, add water to the pot, and then use fire to slowly boil and simmer, so that the uncooked rice can be cooked into cooked rice. Without the process, it will not work if the heat is insufficient!"

Old Yang slapped his head on the table and glared at Yang Huaming.

"You're not a serious uncle!" The old man was so angry that his saliva was spitting out.

"How long has it been? Do you still have the heart to listen to these nonsense? Yongxian, just talk about the business and don't talk about other things!" The old man once again put things in order.

Yang Yongxian blushed and nodded awkwardly.

"Since that time when I met her by the river behind Lijia Village, I have met her several times again, at the foot of the mountain and by the river. Each time I would say a few words, but they never went too far.

Step." Yang Yongxian said.

"She started writing to me again, telling me about her experiences and changes in her mood after the divorce,"

"In the letter, she also reflected on some things that happened when we were husband and wife, and apologized to me, a very sincere apology."

"I was very happy to see her change, but I never thought about starting over with her again. Although she tried to test my intentions in a subtle way in her last letter, I refused directly."

"Because I don't want to go back and I'm so tired. I think it's not bad to just be friends like water. It's not bad for us to write letters occasionally, communicate, and be spiritual confidants!"

"She didn't write to me again for a while. When she appeared again, it was in the twelfth lunar month of last year. The teaching affairs in the school were coming to an end. During that period, I rested in the school every day."

"One night, old Uncle Han, who was guarding the school with me, didn't come because he had something to do at home, but Li Xiuxin came."

"She was holding a jug of wine in her hand and a food box on her shoulder. The food box contained several side dishes that she had fried by herself."

"She said that she came here to say goodbye to me. She said that during the twelfth lunar month, some relatives gave her a red line. She might have to marry and go to a neighboring county after the New Year."

"In the future, we will never have the chance to talk together again, so I wanted to come to me for a drink and a chat."

"So, we started drinking, and it was all the fault of the wine..."

Having said this, Yang Yongxian raised his hand and patted his head several times with an annoyed look on his face.
Chapter completed!