His father was stumbled towards the home, covered in mud and blood. Not far behind him, three children were chasing him, constantly throwing stones and mud into his father.

Although Li Yanqing didn't like this Song Dynasty father very much, he didn't like the family affairs after closing the door. When outsiders bullied his father, he couldn't stand by.

"Big Hei, go and bite them!"

Li Yanqing opened the gate of the courtyard, and Dahei roared angrily and rushed out.

Dahei was fierce and rushed past Li Daqi in an instant. Li Daqi was shocked and stopped suddenly. He turned around and saw the big dog pounce on the three of them. He was so anxious that he stomped his feet, "Come back!"

Dahei ignored him, and it rushed towards the three evil boys angrily. The three of them screamed in fear, turned around and ran away, running away like a rabbit, and heard Liu Fu'er's screams from afar.

"Oh no, I'm going to have a big trouble now."

Li Daqi was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. He hurriedly chased after him. Soon, he walked back in frustration, and the people and the dog were gone.

When he walked into the yard, he kicked open the yard door hard and gritted his teeth and said, "I have to kill that dog!"

"If it were me, I would beat those three little bastards hard. I would never kick my own door, let alone scold the dog who protects the master!" Li Yanqing replied to him hard.

Li Daqi looked at his son blankly. Over the past month, he had become accustomed to his son's old tone. Since he was fished out from the well, his son seemed to have become a different person. He used to be a famous silly in the village. He digs holes and races in the fields with black dogs all day long. The whole village is so tired that everyone in the village makes fun of having a puppy.

But now, his son seems to have changed his personality, and his temperament has changed drastically, and he actually likes to study. These changes have made him extremely excited.

But what also puzzled Li Daqi was that his son was so resentful of the imperial examination at a young age. Does he know what the imperial examination is?

Of course, Li Daqi also taught his son, and he taught him to study for two years. It was difficult for a foolish son to teach, and it was very difficult to teach, but Li Daqi just refused to give up and exhausted his efforts. The foolish son finally recited a poem about quiet thoughts. Although he still didn't recite it smoothly and forgot from time to time, but as long as he reminded him to start, his son would stutter and recite it, making Li Daqi very proud. Who said that his son was stupid? He could recite Tang poetry differently? Many children in the village could not do it yet!

Although Li Daqi could not understand his son's magical ability that he had suddenly learned without a teacher this month, he still found a reasonable reason, that is, his son actually remembered what he had taught for two years, but he could not express it at that time, and a fall from the well made his son completely enlightened.

After a little distracted, he saw his son walking towards the well with a broken wooden barrel. Li Daqi was so scared that he shouted: "Don't get close to the well, Daddy, come by himself!"

He stepped forward in two steps and snatched the wooden barrel, drew half a bucket of water from the well, and washed the blood on his face. At this time, Dahei ran back from outside and ran to his master, waving his tail and asking for rewards.

Li Daqi actually likes Dahei very much. His son fell into a well. Thanks to his timely rescue, he saved his son's life.

But today his mood was very bad. Dog shook his tail in front of him and asked for rewards. He was furious and swung a stick in the corner of the wall and beat Dahei in the face, "Kill you, mad dog, kill you, the troublemaker!"

Dahei was beaten to scream and curled up. Li Yanqing rushed forward to protect the dog. Li Daqi couldn't hold the stick and hit his son hard on the shoulder. This stick made Li Yanqing feel hurt in his bones. Li Daqi lost his hand, which scared him so much that he quickly threw away the stick, went forward and asked in a trembling voice: "My son, Daddy didn't do it on purpose, is it important?"

Li Yanqing held back the pain and glared at him, "Why didn't you pick up the stick and hit those three little bastards just now? You can only hit your own family!"

Li Daqi didn't bother to explain and quickly rubbed his son's shoulders, "Let his father see, is it important?"

Li Yanqing broke free from his hand in anger and turned around and walked into the room. He sat cross-legged on the kang, facing the wall, and his chest was so angry that he was so angry that he had enough of this cowardly and timid father.

He was bullied by a groom in the stables of the Li family. After studying for so many years, he was scolded by those illiterate servants so much that he couldn't even lift his head. Today, he was bullied by three little kids. He didn't dare to let go of one of them, but he only vented his anger with the dog who was loyal to protecting his master. Li Yanqing lived for twenty-eight years in his two lives, and he has never been as frustrated as he is today.

"I know you look down on Dad, it's useless for Dad!"

Li Daqi's sigh came from the door, "Some people we can't afford to offend. Daddy is not afraid of those children, but... Hey! You don't understand even if you say it, you will understand when you grow up."

Li Yanqing ignored his father and remained angry and said nothing. How could he not understand?

Seeing that his son ignored him, Li Daqi thought about how to make his son happy. At this time, he suddenly remembered something and immediately patted his forehead hard, "Look at me, my confused dad, I forgot all the good things, Dad bought you this."

He took out a small straw bag from his arms, walked into the house and handed it to his son and smiled: "This is your favorite syrup cooked cake. Daddy bought it in the town today. It's still hot, eat it quickly!"

Li Yanqing sighed in his heart. Although his father was useless, he really loved him. He shook his head and said, "I don't want to eat, you eat it!"

"Dad bought two and had eaten one. This is for you. By the way, Dad has something to do. You can eat it quickly. Dad may come back later. Remember to close the door before going to bed."

Li Daqi was thinking about the weasel in the corner of the wall. He had to quickly sell it in the town's medicine shop and buy some incense and candles to come back. Today is an important day.

Li Daqi put a small wheat straw bale on the table, then went to the woodshed to get a broken hat, and hurriedly left home.

Li Yanqing looked at the tightly wrapped wheat straw buns, and his stomach also rumbling. At this time, Dahei came in from outside, jumped onto the kang, and snuggled beside him.

Li Yanqing touched the dog's head and smiled: "I performed very bravely today and deserve rewards. We are half of them."

He pulled open the wheat straw, pulled out a warm cookie from it, tore it in half, and stuffed it into the dog's mouth. He also started to bite it with a big mouthful of sweet syrup into his mouth, and savored it carefully, he really liked this syrup cookie.

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In the middle of the night, Li Yanqing was awakened by a very light voice. He smelled a strange smell and opened his eyes in a daze. He saw a little light in the wing room next to him. He heard the sound of his speech, his father was talking to himself.

But there was nothing in the wing room. What was my father doing there?

Curiosity overcame sleepiness. He got up from the kang, tiptoed over to the wall, and walked to the door. He quietly leaned his head into the wing room.

I saw a candle lit on the ground, three incense sticks in a small incense burner, and the green smoke curled up. What he just smelled was the smell of smoke.

There was a spirit sign in front of the incense burner. Without looking at Li Yanqing, he knew that this was his mother's tablet. He had no impression of his Song Dynasty mother. He seemed to die of illness when he was two years old. His mother's surname was Ding, and his father called her Yun Niang. As his father talked every day, he knew that his mother was the most virtuous and beautiful woman in the world. Li Yanqing always felt very regretful. If this mother was still alive, their father and son would not have lived such a miserable life.

My father sat in front of the spirit sign and was talking, but Li Yanqing didn't listen carefully, but he was surprised to find that there were a lot of copper coins beside his father, strung with ropes, a string of about six or seven hundred ci, about ten strings. According to the Song system, this is ten citrus coins.

There is an empty pot next to it, placed horizontally on the ground, and there is a large pit in the corner of the house. The soil has been dug open, and it turns out that the money is hidden here.

Li Yanqing had no idea about the purchasing power of Song coins, but he knew that the syrup cake he ate this afternoon cost about ten cents per person, while the average syrup cake costs only three cents.

This pile of money can buy thousands of cooked cakes! At present, Li Yanqing’s goal is not high. He only hopes to be full. He only ate two vegetable and bean buns yesterday morning and half a cooked cake in the afternoon. The Song Dynasty did not eat lunch, so he was so hungry.

My father is desperately frugal, what should I do if I save so much money?

Li Yanqing began to become interested in his father's self-talk.

"Yun Niang, today I finally saved up a lot of ten coins to fulfill your wish and send our son to study. Yun Niang, you must be very happy, right?"

Li Yanqing felt his nose choking and quickly turned his head over.

"Yun Niang, I know you are lonely alone under the edge. It doesn't matter. When my son grows up, I will pay off the debt. I will accompany you. Let's watch your son get into the imperial examination together and be more promising than his father..."
Chapter completed!