Yang's mother squinted her eyes and looked for a while. Maybe it was the dim light or the dim old eyes, and she couldn't be sure if this was real silver. She looked at Feng Xiaoxue, hoping to find the answer in her eyes. She hadn't seen so much silver for a long time, except for the silver she got when she married her son. Life is hard now, and having one or two hundred coins of copper coins can make the old woman excited for a long time, let alone the seventeen taels of silver, which is equivalent to 17,000 coins of copper coins.

Feng Xiaoxue was not sure if it was true. Yang's mother saw confusion and excitement from Xiaoxue's eyes. She picked up a small piece and put it between her teeth and bit it gently. After thinking about it, her eyes suddenly shone: "Really! It's true!" She asked nervously: "Son, where did you get so much money? You shouldn't steal again..."

Feng Xiaoxue said: "Mom..., don't think too much, my husband is not that kind of person!"

Yang Qiuchi took out the ticket from his arms: "Mom, I used the tiger skin I beat today as ten taels of silver. This is as a ticket, you can take it. There are five taels that I helped the county magistrate solve the case today. The magistrate rewarded me. The remaining few taels were given to me by the daughter of Song magistrate."

Yang's mother was half-believing and half-doubted, and looked at Yang Qiuchi with her eyes narrowed, hoping to see whether it was the truth from his eyes.

From Yang's mother's distrust, Yang Qiuchi understood that the offense she had replaced with a corpse and seemed to be a bad person. She did everything she could with cheating, but she was not very skilled and didn't get any money, so that she could still live a poor life with her mother and wife.

Yang Qiuchi looked at Yang's mother sincerely: "Mom, what I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can go to the inspection and tickets. You can ask the magistrate or the constables present at that time, and Song Yuner..."

Seeing that Yang Qiuchi was anxious, Yang's mother didn't seem to be fake when she heard this tone, she quickly said, "Mom believes in you! Mom believes in you!" She held Yang Qiuchi's hand, "Son, mom is happy. My son is promising, why would she be unhappy!"

Feng Xiaoxue said: "Yes, mom, let's go home and have a meal. My husband has been tired for a day."

"Yes, yes! Look at me being confused!" Yang's mother smiled, holding Yang Qiuchi's hand and walked home quickly.

Not far from the gate of Xicheng, there is a dilapidated house with narrow passages and full of all kinds of messy things. Yang's mother and Xiaoxue walked along the alleys with a familiar road, but Yang Qiuchi was not familiar with the terrain, and they hit things on the side of the road.

Feng Xiaoxue said: "Husband, follow me so that you won't bump into it." Yang Qiuchi felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't want them to worry, so he followed Xiaoxue carefully. Sure enough, he walked along the way and almost knocked down anything.

After walking for a while, Xiaoxue breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm home!"

Yang Qiuchi stopped and looked up. In front of him was a dilapidated courtyard surrounded by half a person-high fence made of branches of varying lengths. Yang's mother pushed open the fence door and turned around and said, "Son, come into the house quickly."

"Hey!" Yang Qiuchi agreed and walked into the yard. The little black dog shook his tail and followed Yang Qiuchi. Feng Xiaoxue carried the basket and then entered the yard, turning her hand to close the fence door.

Taking advantage of the neighbor's lights coming from a distance, Yang Qiuchi looked around.

The yard is very small, but it is very flat and clean. There are two wooden houses in the middle, with a small pile of firewood and a few boards piled up at the corner of the wall, and two long wooden benches were placed next to it. Yang's mother walked to the door, took out a key from her arms, and fumbled to open the door, and turned around and said, "Son, wait for my mother to come in and light the light." After that, she entered the house, and for a moment, the room lit up.

Yang Qiuchi walked into the house and watched. This was a very small suite, two rooms inside and outside. On the left side of the door, there was a large water tank next to a simple stove. Two black pots were one big and one small, covered with a wooden pot lid. Next to it was a large table, which said that the table was mysterious, but in fact it was a shelf made of two wooden boards and several wooden nails. There was a cutting board on it, and several bowls and chopsticks were neatly stacked next to it.

There was some firewood piled under the stove. A low small dining table was placed in the center of the room, and an oil lamp was placed in the middle. The flames as big as soybeans emitted a dim and soft light. There was a bed against the wall, and the thin quilt was covered with patches. The door leading to the inner room was closed, and a white-washed blue cloth curtain was hung on it.

Yang's mother took a small stool and handed it to Yang Qiuchi: "Son, sit down quickly. You're tired. Mom will cook immediately."

Feng Xiaoxue had already put the basket on the small dining table and brought out the stewed tiger meat from the large porcelain bowl on the table. When Yang's mother said to cook, she quickly picked up the firewood and said, "Mom, I'll do it."

Yang Qiuchi sat on a small bench. The hard work of this family shocked him deeply, and he had not yet come back to his senses from this shock.

Feng Xiaoxue skillfully made the fire, shook a scoop of water from the water tank and poured it into the pot, covered it with the lid, took a small porcelain basin and placed it on the chopping board, picked up the small half bag of rice next to it, scooped a scoop of rice from it, thought about it, poured back a small half, poured the rest into the basin, and then scooped out half a scoop of thick bran from another small bag, ready to pour it into the basin, and thought for a while, as if a major decision was made, poured the half basin of thick bran back into the bag, and scooped half a scoop of rice from the rice bag and poured it into the basin.

Seeing her tossing back and forth, Yang Qiuchi asked in confusion: "Xiaoxue, what are you doing?"

Feng Xiaoxue felt a little embarrassed: "You are back safe today. My mother and I are very happy. Let's eat white rice today and not make bibimbap."

Yang's mother nodded: "Yes, let's eat white rice today."

When Yang Qiuchi heard this, tears were about to come down. What kind of family is this? Even eating white rice requires fierce ideological struggle. He waved to Feng Xiaoxue: "Come here!" Feng Xiaoxue looked at Yang Qiuchi in confusion, put down the porcelain basin, took a stool and sat next to Yang Qiuchi.

Yang Qiuchi held Yang's mother and Feng Xiaoxue's hands and blinked his slightly wet eyes: "Mom, Xiaoxue, I swear that from today on, I will let you eat white rice every day!"

Yang's mother patted Yang Qiuchi's back of her hand: "Okay, okay, as long as my son has a future! Mom is happy!..." She raised her sleeves and wiped her tears.

Feng Xiaoxue also looked at her husband happily. He had been married to Yang Corpse for almost four years and had not lived a good life. Yang Corpse never had a good face to her. After his husband was blown away by the strange wind, he came back safely, as if he had become a different person, much better to himself, and also knew how to considerate. Feng Xiaoxue was so happy that she seemed to explode.

Yang Qiuchi didn't like sensationalism. Seeing Yang's mother crying, she deliberately changed the topic: "Mom, what's my name?"

This question is so naive, but from this question, Yang's mother felt that her son was probably really scared this time. Not only did she not recognize her mother and daughter-in-law, she couldn't even remember her own name. Yang's mother said with heartache: "Son, you didn't go to school for a few days when you were a child, so you didn't get a name. At that time, your father and I were afraid that you wouldn't be able to raise you, so we named you Yang Shitou, hoping that you would be strong."

Ah? Yang Shitou? It’s not much better than that dog leftover. Yang Qiuchi smiled bitterly: “It sounds so ugly, I don’t want it, I want to change my name!”

Yang's mother said: "Okay, change, what's the name of change?"

"Come on Yang Qiuchi, this name is good."

Yang's mother thought for a while and said, "This name is good, but why does it sound so literary? We are ordinary people..."

"What's wrong with the common people? People can only call Gou Sheng? Stone? I want to call Yang Qiuchi!"

Feng Xiaoxue said: "Mom, the name you chose is nice and much better than the original one, just call it this one!"

Although Yang's mother thought the name was too gentle and did not match her son's identity as an apprentice, since her son liked it and her daughter-in-law felt it was good, so she said, "Okay, I will tell them tomorrow that you have changed your name."

Yang Qiuchi asked again: "Mom, why did something happen to me?"

When Xiaoxue saw their mother talking, she stood up to wash rice and cook.

Yang's mother wiped her tears: "This morning you were attending the funeral for Wang Dahu's house. Not long after leaving, someone ran away and said that the funeral team had just gone up the mountain, and a black wind blew, rolling you into the air, and then disappeared. Your wife and I thought you must have died of falling and died, and we cried to death on the same day..." She choked up again while speaking.

Feng Xiaoxue continued while cleaning rice: "Later, I heard from the constable come to my house and say that you are back. My mother and I are so happy that we are crazy. I am still thanking God!"

Yang's mother nodded: "Yes, God has eyes, so our Yang family has no last name. If you leave without leaving one, I, how can I be worthy of your dead father!"

When Feng Xiaoxue heard this, her face turned a little pale, she lowered her head, and her drooping eyelashes flashed.

Yang Qiuchi asked, "Mom, how many years have I been married to Xiaoxue?"

"It's been four years!" Yang's mother sighed, "Xiaoxue has never been pregnant, and her mother is in a hurry."
Chapter completed!