"Who is Zheng Liang?" Yang Shouwen's expressionless face.

Yang Rui hurriedly said, "Zheng Liang is Zheng Changyu, the eldest son of Uncle Sanyi of the second wife. He is about the same age as me and is also very good. After we moved here, because everyone in my uncle's family lives in Luoyang, Uncle Sanyi helped us a lot.

Zheng Liang is in our generation, so I called him Zheng Jiulang. Yesterday he asked me to send a letter and asked me to watch the cockfighting together."

During the Tang Dynasty, there were actually not many items that people could have fun.

In addition to some traditional things, cockfighting and dog fights, sumo corner wrestling and juggling tricks are extremely popular in the market.

Yang Shouwen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his Erlang had friends just recently?

Living under someone's roof is inevitable to be short of breath.

Zheng Lingzhi's family does not live in Xingyang, and Yang Chenglie's family moved from Changping. There are naturally many inconveniences when they live in both people and land. Even if Yang Chenglie is the son-in-law of the Zheng family, he has not been in contact for more than ten years. The most important thing is that Yang Chenglie is no longer the energetic Yang Fengchen back then, so he will inevitably be neglected.

Yang Rui and Zheng Liang have a good relationship, but it is a way to stabilize in Xingyang.

Zheng Changyu?

Yang Shouwen immediately appeared in his mind, the short, fat, but extraordinary temperament Zheng Changyu I met in the restaurant just now.

Now he is the governor of Xuzhou and making friends with Zheng Liang is indeed a good idea.

Yang Shouwen smiled, he sighed softly, turned around and looked at Jeddah.

Jeddah understood it and immediately took out a golden cake from his body and handed it to Yang Shouwen.

“Since you are friends, you have to make friends.

Although my Yang family comes from Changping, they will not be humble. When it is time to be generous, you must be generous. Don’t always follow others to take advantage. Those two words like friend have changed their taste. Erlang, do you understand?"

When Yang Rui heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Brother, Erlang remembers the teachings."

"Go, don't come back too late, otherwise my dad will be angry again."

"good!"

Yang Rui took the golden cake from Yang Shouwen, stuffed it into his pocket and was about to leave.

"Slow down!"

"Um?"

Yang Rui turned his head and looked at Yang Shouwen in surprise.

Yang Shouwen turned around, walked to a Turkic horse, took the package from the horse's back, and placed it on another Turkic horse. He tightened the belly band on the Turkic horse, tidied up the bridle, and handed the reins to Yang Rui.

"It's ten miles away, isn't it hard to walk over? I remember that you're not bad at riding."

"This is……"

"I gave it to you!"

Yang Shouwen smiled and stuffed the reins into Yang Rui's hand.

Yang Rui's face suddenly showed a bright smile. He moved his saddle and picked up the stirrups. He turned over and straddled the horse immediately, and then turned the horse's head.

"Brother."

"Um?"

Yang Rui smiled and said, "It's great that you're back!"

After hearing his words, Yang Shouwen couldn't help laughing...

Although Yang Rui didn't say anything, Yang Shouwen could feel that life was not easy after the Yang family moved to Xingyang.

You should know that Xingyang is located in the Central Plains, less than 300 miles from Xingyang to Luoyang, and is considered the Tang Dynasty... No, it is the central location of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The prices here are definitely not comparable to Changping. At noon, they can spend half a month at the best restaurant in Changping. If they calculate this, the Yang family may not be able to live a difficult life.

Yang Chenglie is Zheng Lingzhi's brother-in-law. For Yang Shouwen's mother's sake, Zheng Lingzhi would never mind taking in Yang Chenglie's family.

If, if, if, if Yang Shouwen's mother is still alive, nothing will be a problem.

But the problem is that Zheng Xiwen has passed away for more than ten years, and Yang Chenglie has reunited and was expelled from the Yang clan.

In this way, Yang Chenglie's weight naturally weakened.

Zheng Lingzhi can take in Yang Chenglie's family, but it does not mean that he will take care of Jingquan.

And with Yang Chenglie's proud temperament, he probably wouldn't accept Zheng Lingzhi's alms.

Yang Shouwen watched Yang Rui leave, turned his head to look at Jeddah, then looked at Yang Moli, and reached out to signal Hai Dongqing to come down and landed on his shoulder. There was a piece of shoulder pad made of cowhide on Yang Shouwen's shoulder, which could effectively prevent Hai Dongqing from tearing his clothes.

"Yang Moli, let's go back."

"Um."

Yang Moli walked up and reached out to hold the bridle of another Turkic horse.

He led the way, Yang Shouwen and Jeddah followed behind with their horses and walked into the quiet village on the bank of Cuiyu.

The village has a small population, with about 60 or 70 households, with a total population of only 20 to 300.

At this time, most of the people in the village were farming in the fields, so the village was particularly quiet. Yang Shouwen and his group came over and saw some children opening their eyes wide and looking at them curiously. A few naughty children were brave and ran over and said, "Yang Moli, play with us."

Yang Moli secretly glanced at Yang Shouwen and said in a silly voice: "My son is back, I won't play today."

"Yang Moli!"

"Um?"

"You have a good reputation."

"Hehe, the eldest lady gives me a lot of delicious food. Yang Moli sometimes gives them it, so everyone treats me very well."

"How is the family situation?"

"Everything is good, but Da Alang often loses his temper."

"oh?"

"It's scary when Big Alang loses his temper. Even the eldest lady dares not speak.

My aunt said, it would be great if Alang was here...Alang, where have you been? Yang Moli misses you very much for so long."

When a guy who is big and taller than himself tells you, he misses you very much.

That feeling is really weird.

However, Yang Shouwen knew that Yang Moli was telling the truth.

He suddenly remembered something, stopped, took out a set of clothes and a pair of shoes from the package, and handed them to Yang Moli.

"I met Aunt Yuan in Rao Le."

"How is the aunt?" Yang Moli obviously still remembers Aunt Yuan and immediately showed a look of surprise.

"She is very good, but she is no longer in Guzhu and has moved to Chishan. This is the clothes and shoes she made for you, but I don't know if it is suitable. Take it and go back and try it... This is what Aunt Yuan wants to you, don't forget."

Yang Moli took the clothes and shoes, but cried.

"Wuwuwu, Alang... Yang Moli misses the aunt."

Yang Shouwen was immediately panicked and quickly stepped forward to pat Yang Moli for fear and said, "Yang Moli won't cry. If the aunt knows that you are like this, she will be unhappy. If you have the chance in the future, I will take you to Chishan and we will go to find Aunt Yuan again."

"Really?"

"certainly."

Yang Moli burst into tears and nodded vigorously.

"Then Alang, don't forget, you must bring Yang Moli with you then!"

He wiped away his tears and continued to lead the way.

Three people and three riders walked to the end of the village trail and saw a courtyard appearing in sight at the foot of the towering green mountains.

The yard is very simple, without any luxurious decoration, and the door is extremely simple.

The 1.5-meter-high courtyard wall is made of rammed earth, with weeds and tender green vines growing on it, which looks unique.
Chapter completed!