Chapter 121 Is it you?

Ye Ansong was startled by this sudden change.

　　This was not the first time he came to this bookstore. The boss always hid behind the counter and read a book without saying a word. He didn't expect that it would be scary to get angry.

"I...I wasn't careful." He forced out a smile and tried to pry his boss's hand away.

　　But the boss held on tightly: "You accidentally tore it into pieces like this?"

　　"That "Hundred Gods Genealogy" is the only copy!"

　　The boss was shaking with anger: "Are you mentally ill?! It's not good to tear up any one, but this one!"

　　"Ahem..." Ye Ansong felt uncomfortable being pulled by him, and his face turned a little red, "I'll pay for it, can't I pay for it!"

　　"I don't care about your dirty money!" The bookstore owner grabbed him by the collar and gave him a shove. "You are still a scholar. Do you know what an orphan copy is? You can't even buy it if you lose money!"

　　After the boss finished speaking, he let go and squatted down to pick up the pages torn by Ye Ansong.

　　Ye Ansong stumbled and bumped into a bookshelf nearby, gasping for air.

　　"What a sin! Tear it like this..." The boss felt distressed as he picked it up.

　　Seeing this, Ye Anyian knelt down and picked it up with him: "If this book can be glued, I can draw a copy for you as it is, and keep it perfectly."

　　"Seriously?" The boss was delighted.

　　This "Hundred Gods Genealogy" is the original stone carvings of the previous generations that were rubbed by capable people. Now the originals have long been gone, and this is the only rubbing left, and it was destroyed by this scholar!

　　Ye Annian nodded, pointed to Ye Ansong next to him and said, "But you have to let him glue the book first."

　　"That's natural!" The boss quickly agreed.

　　When Ye Ansong heard this, he turned around and wanted to run out, but Jiang Zhu grabbed the collar of his back and pulled him back.

　　The bookstore owner quickly picked up the torn pages from the floor and carefully placed them on the table nearby.

　　Seeing Ye Ansong being dragged by Jiang Zhu, he pushed the person to the table with a dark face: "You tore the book, I don't need you to pay for it, but you have to glue it up as it is before I can leave!"

　　"Besides, from now on, you are not welcome in my bookstore! If you dare to come, I will beat you every time I see you!"

　　The boss looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He was not strong, but he was quite strong. Carrying Ye Ansong was like carrying a chicken.

　　"Boss Chen, you have something to say!" Ye Ansong gave up at this time, "I used to buy books from you, you... you can't do this!"

　　"Then you're tearing up my book?!" Boss Chen was so angry that he said, "This matter is non-negotiable!"

　　After saying that, he ignored Ye Ansong and turned to Ye Anyian and Jiang Zhu: "What happened today shocked you two."

　　Remembering that Ye Anyian was kind enough to help him redraw a book, Boss Chen was very grateful: "Everything you two bought today is mine. I just ask this little brother to help me reprint this book of "Hundred Gods" in the future. "Music Spectrum" is redrawn in one volume.

　　"Boss Chen, you're welcome, I'll take care of this." Ye Annian was a little embarrassed. What happened today was originally a grudge between him and Ye Ansong, and Boss Chen was the one who was innocently implicated.

　　After bidding farewell to Boss Chen and coming out of the bookstore, the two of them were in a good mood.

Ye Anyian picked out more than ten kinds of paints today without spending a penny. Boss Chen also gave him two books. It can be said that he came back with a full load.

　　As for Ye Ansong, he doesn't know how long he will stick to "Hundred Gods", and it's his own fault.

　　"What do you want to eat tonight?" Jiang Zhu held the wrapped paints and books in one hand and held Ye Anian in the other, walking slowly down the street.

　　"I want to eat piggy quilt." Ye Annian said.

　　"What kind of dish is that?" Jiang Zhu wondered.

　　"It's braised pork ribs and potato pancakes."

　　Jiang Zhu smiled: "What was your name?"

　　Ye Annian shook the hands they held together: "That's right."

　　"It's so cute." Jiang Zhu also shook his head.

　　The two went to the butcher shop and bought some ribs and cut some pork belly. Now that the weather is cold, the meat is easier to store, so they can buy more.

　　When we returned to the village, it was just dark, and Fu Zai followed Ding Qiu squatting in the main room to feed the little rabbit in the bamboo cage.

　　The little rabbit has grown very fat now, and the one with the cub is even more round.

　　Ye Annian walked over and squatted down between the two children, stretched out his finger and poked the rabbit in the cage: "You two deserve a lot of credit for feeding it so fat."

　　"Brother, is Xue Tuanzi going to give birth to a baby rabbit soon?" Fu Zai asked.

　　Ye Annian didn't understand this and turned to Jiang Zhu for help. Jiang Zhu calculated: "Well, it's almost done. The gestation period of rabbits is about thirty days, which is fast."

　　"Then are we going to have a lot of little rabbits?" Fu Zai was already looking forward to the scene of a bunch of fluffy, snow-white little buns huddled together.

　　Ding Qiu on the side laughed: "When the little rabbits grow up, you will have to cut a lot of grass to feed them."

　　"It's okay. I will grow up by then and will be strong enough to carry a lot of grass." Fu Zai said seriously.

　　"Little rabbits grow up very fast. They grow up in six or seven months." Ding Qiu teased him.

　　"Ah..." Fu Zai was a little embarrassed, "Then I'll eat more and try to grow faster."

　　All three of them were amused by him.

　　Ye Annian gave the two children the rice krispie treats they bought from the town, and then went to cook with Jiang Zhu.

　　The blanched pork ribs are stewed with potatoes and beans in a pot. The bright color and steaming aroma will make people's mouths water.

　　The rolled out pancakes are round and thin, and are spread out layer by layer on top, really like a quilt covering the braised pork ribs underground.

　　Jiang Zhu was busy in front of the stove, while Fu Zai and Ding Qiu stood behind him, smelling the fragrance and drooling.

　　Even the copper coins joined in the fun, a pair of bright black eyes widened, and the saliva was like a waterfall, dripping to the ground.

　　Ye Annian had no choice but to set the table and called Fu Zai and Ding Qiu to come sit down and wait.

Copper Coin came over to flatter it, wanting Ye Anyian to touch it, but there was still saliva on its mouth, so Ye Anyian avoided it in disgust.

　　This made Tongqian confused. It had never been rejected before!

　　The four of us had a great time eating this meal, and Tongqian also got a bowl of fragrant broth-based cakes and big stewed bones.

After eating and drinking enough, it chose the largest piece, took it into its nest, scratched it, and hid the bones under a pile of straw.

　　The days suddenly became dull. Ye Anian and Jiang Zhu went to town as usual during the day and came back to buy fresh vegetables and meat at night to prepare delicious meals for the children. The excess meat was kept until noon the next day, Yang Chi Cook and eat when you come.

　　Until three days later, a group of government officials carrying sabers suddenly arrived in Tianshui Town.

　　At noon that day, Ye Anyian closed the stall early and bought meat cakes and soy sauce beef to go to Jiang Zhu for lunch.

　　The place where Jiang Zhu sells his stall is at the entrance of an alley near the main street where people can be seen passing by. In this alley, fortune tellers, hairdressers, and doctors are arranged in an orderly manner on the left and right sides of the alley. Everyone is here. As an old man, the stalls are all fixed.

　　Ye Anyian found him familiarly and placed the food box on the long table.

　　"What are you going to eat today?" Jiang Zhu put away his medicine box and took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

　　"Some customers came to buy meat patties and beef with soy sauce." Ye Annian said.

　　He opened the food box, and the aroma immediately hit his nostrils.

　　A fortune teller who had a stall not far from the two of them said an exaggerated "Hmm": "This is what it tastes like, the meat pie you have come to visit! I haven't eaten it for a long time, old man! Xiao Jiang, it's great to have such a husband. Blessing!"

　　Jiang Zhu was very impressed by what he heard. He saw two cut corner cakes, placed them on the lid of the food box, and gave them to the old man: "Then try it quickly! It's just out of the pan and it's still warm."

　　"Oh, look at my greedy mouth!" The old man stroked his beard and smiled so hard that his eyes were gone.

　　As he said this, his hand hurriedly took it: "I won't be polite, old man!"

　　Among the people who set up stalls in this alley, Jiang Zhu was the youngest. Usually these old men would share whatever delicious food they brought with him, and they all had a good relationship.

　　After delivering the cake to the old man, the two of them sat down and prepared to eat. However, before they could take a few bites, they saw Liu Zhuo running over from the street in a hurry.

　　Ye Annian watched him stop in front of Jiang Zhu's stall with some surprise. They had never had any contact with each other, and he didn't know why Liu Zhuo came here.

　　"Brother Nian, Doctor Jiang!"

　　Liu Zhuo stood still, holding on to the big tree next to him and taking a few breaths. It was obvious that he was running away in a hurry: "Ye Ansong...ran to the door of your shop to cause trouble!"

　　"Ye Ansong?" Ye Annian was a little surprised, "What is he going to do?"

　　Could it be that they had a conflict with Ye Ansong in the bookstore a few days ago, and he was holding a grudge and deliberately retaliating?

　　"I don't know." Liu Zhuo shook his head, "He said he would come to the academy to pack things before, but he didn't come for several days. Not long after he came today, he said someone was looking for him outside, so he went out and didn't come. Come back again."

　　"I heard from other students in the academy that he found a knife somewhere and went to your shop. You should go back and take a look!"

　　Yu Hu was watching the shop, and Wen Heng now took his few servants there every day, and it was no longer boring.

But even so, Ye Anian did not dare to take it lightly because of what Zhou Zai had done before.

　　Although Ye Ansong was alone, he had a knife in his hand, and he didn't know why he was crazy.

　　He put down his chopsticks, stood up and left.

　　Jiang Zhu asked the old man to help look after the stall, and hurried to the shop with Ye Anian.

　　The two of them quickly arrived at West Street. As soon as they turned a corner, they saw the entrance of their shop full of people inside and outside.

　　But unlike last time, most of the people surrounding this time were wearing Wen family servant clothes, and each of them had a stick in his hand. It seemed that he had controlled the people and did not cause any trouble.

　　Upon seeing this, Ye Anian walked over quickly. When the servants saw him, they stepped aside to make way for him.

　　The circle opened, and Ye Annian could see Ye Ansong being pinned to the ground by two servants.

　　At this time, Ye Ansong was in a very embarrassed state. His hair was disheveled and his clothes were torn. He was completely different from the aggressive look he had when they saw him in the library a few days ago.

　　At this moment, Ye Ansong also saw him at a glance, and suddenly became excited.

　　"Bitch! It's you!"

　　He struggled desperately and was able to stand up from the ground despite the suppression of two servants.

　　"Is it you who filed the complaint? Is it you who told Feng Mingxu about me and Fang Zhixian? Is it you!"

　　Ye Ansong's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were full of hatred, and he wanted to tear Ye Annian apart.