The house Su Yan rented was just a small room in an ordinary family's house. Moreover, it was far away from Nanshi, so he had to walk very hard every time to and from the market.

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When he returned to his residence, he was already out of breath and sweating profusely. The housewife in the yard heard the sound and came out. When she saw Su Yan, she immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Su, you are back so early!"

A helpless smile appeared on Su Yan's face. Even though the house was simple and simple, he still had to live under someone else's roof. He wiped the sweat from his face helplessly and could only say to the fat woman, "The weather is really hot.

It’s hard…”

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I wrote a letter today!" Su Yan took out a few copper coins from his sleeves and handed them all to the woman in front of him.

"I'll worry about the food for the next two days!"

After saying that, he took out the cooking cake, gave half of it to the woman, and said with a smile: "For the children to eat!"

After sizing up Su Yan, the woman took them all, shook her head, and sighed again, not knowing what she was sighing about.

Su Yan washed up briefly and returned to the simple room with a clear view. After eating two cooking cakes, he regained some strength. He immediately spread out the paper, dipped his pen in the ink, thought for a while, and then wrote the article.

During his stay in Yecheng, apart from living a miserable life, Su Yan spent his free time writing his "Notes on what he saw and heard in Yecheng" in this quiet room.

Before long, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the woman barged in directly.

"Sister-in-law, what do you think?" Su Yan was not angry at being disturbed. This was not the first time that this happened, and he was used to it. Now, he can only get used to others, but cannot let others

Get used to him.

After getting along with her for many days, he also knew that although the woman was vulgar, she only said that she was unforgiving, but in fact she was warm-hearted.

The woman held a bowl of rice in her hand, which was covered with some vegetables. It was slightly oily. She put it directly in front of Su Yan, pressed it on his manuscript paper, and said: "Take your dirty clothes."

Come out and wash it for you conveniently. Aren't you scholars always very particular? How can you stand the smell if you haven't washed your clothes for so long..."

Listening to the woman's words, Su Yan's face was slightly red, and he had no one to take care of him. He had only washed his clothes twice in the past month. When he smelled it, the odor on his body was still very obvious.
Chapter completed!