The rise of the poor

Chapter 2 Luck and Zhongxie

The sun was half high, and the Zhujiazhengtang was fully staffed, and dinner was ready.The Zhu family ate dinner at this time, mainly to take advantage of the fact that there was no need for wax and oil, and God's advantage would not be taken advantage of.

There was a big table in the middle of the landlord's house in the Zhu family, and the Zhu family sat around the big table.The old man of the Zhu family is over fifty years old, with a strong body, sitting in the middle of the table, holding a dry cigarette in his hand, a stack of boiled peanuts in front of him, a glass of turbid wine next to him, and the wowotou on the table. Rotten cabbage leaves, pickles and gruel are a stark contrast.

Mrs. Zhu, Mrs. Zhu, was sitting next to Mr. Zhu. Mrs. Liu and Mr. Zhu were about the same age, and there were wrinkles on their faces, but they were clean and clean.Sitting next to Mrs. Zhu's Mrs. Liu is the family of the fourth uncle. The fourth uncle Zhu Shouxin and the fourth aunt Zhao's just got married this year.The fourth uncle has the potential of a little white face, and his appearance is almost the best in the Zhu family. He perfectly inherits the genes of Mrs. Zhu, and is very favored by the old lady.The fourth aunt was wearing a new dress, her hair was in a bun that was popular in the town, she had a silver hairpin on, and she also had a string of expensive silver studs on her earlobes.

Sitting next to Mr. Zhu was Uncle Zhu Ping'an's family. Uncle Zhu Shouren was a middle-aged man. He was wearing a half-new robe, with a bun tied on top of his head and a net towel wrapped around his head. Feel.Next to it is the aunt Wu, who is about the same age as the uncle. The blue flowers are also half-new and neatly packed. In Wu's arms is their six-year-old son Zhu Pingjun, who is rolled on the brand-new clothes. Mud, sucking snot, black claws.

Next is Zhu Ping'an's parents in this life, his father Zhu Shouyi, with a strong bronze complexion, a typical crop man, but Zhu Ping'an also knows that his cheap father can be said to be an all-rounder who can hunt and woodwork. , Farming is still a good hand, but his personality is very honest, it can be said to be dull.Zhu Ping'an's eldest brother, Zhu Pingchuan, is ten years old this year. He is almost a replica of his father, Zhu Shouyi, strong and honest.

The third uncle is very similar to his father. At first glance, he knows that he is an honest farmer. The third aunt is Mrs. Zhang who persuaded Mrs. Chen at the door just now.The third uncle and the third aunt have been married for many years. After three years of marriage, they have a daughter, the timid little girl Zhu Pingyu in the arms of the third aunt.

There are many right and wrong in the farmyard.

Uncle Zhu Shouren is a scholar. Although he has not been admitted as a scholar for more than ten years, he is still a child.Scholars who read the Four Books and Five Classics must pass the county exam, the prefectural exam, and the academy exam in order to gain the reputation of a scholar.Uncle Zhu Shouren concentrates on reading books and does not engage in farming and mulberry production. It took him more than ten years to pass the county and prefectural examinations six years ago, and he was awarded the title of Tongsheng. , go for a start.Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Zhu valued their eldest son very much, and believed that he was the hope of the Zhu family's glory and ancestors, especially after the uncle Zhu Shouren got a child's birth, they preferred the uncle's family.The fourth uncle is the youngest son, and Mrs. Zhu is not very fond of her, and she even loves the little aunt.As for the father and the third uncle, I don't have to care much.Some are valued, some are favored, and some are not cared about. When a family is together, there will be less right and wrong.

The eccentricity of the old man and the old lady is still obvious. It can be seen from the clothes alone. The clothes of the four rooms of the Zhu family are very different. The uncle and the fourth uncle's family are all well-dressed. It's a sackcloth and a patch.

It seems that he has to work hard, not to mention the glory of his ancestors, at least to make his family better.

As soon as he walked into the house with his short legs, Zhu Ping'an saw a strange phenomenon. Everyone in the Zhu family had a white air column above their heads. The white air column above the uncle Zhu Shouren's head was a little thicker than the others, but they were all white. of.

Zhu Ping'an was taken aback by the sudden appearance, he shook his head quickly, and when he closed his eyes and opened it again, the strange phenomenon disappeared, everyone returned to normal, and the white air column could no longer be seen.

Strange, what happened just now, it wasn't dizzy just now, it's impossible for my eyesight to have problems, why is it a bit like the luck written in the novel, can it be said that I can see the luck of others?It's very strange to be reborn by yourself. It makes sense to be able to see the luck of others, but why can't you see the luck of others now? !

"Why are you standing stupidly? You haven't come over to eat yet." Mother Chen saw Zhu Ping'an standing at the door in a daze, and couldn't help but remind her, silly boy, if you don't come, your partial grandmother will give your share to the eldest and the fourth. home!

"Oh, it's here." Zhu Ping'an quickly returned to his senses and responded.Forget it, it was strange to see other people's luck, and it's normal for me to be unclear at the moment.

Before eating, Zhu Ping'an still maintained the habit of his previous life, running to wash his hands in the washbasin with his short legs.

This is a bit unusual in ancient villages where hygiene is not very important, especially when the little boys in the village are like mud monkeys.Zhu Ping'an has insisted on washing his hands and face since he came to be this little boy in this life. After more than ten days, he has become clear with the group of runny kids. A white and stubborn kid is quite eye-catching. .

"She'er, after this kid recovers from his illness, he pays attention to cleaning up, so it's not like he's been caught in a bad way." The little aunt covered her mouth with a handkerchief, looking at Zhu Ping'an with her narrow eyes, making a fuss in her mouth.

Bewitched?

Zhu Ping'an was obviously taken aback by the little aunt. In such a closed-minded and backward country, it is very dangerous to be suspected of being evil. Think of the old Wangtou who was poured a bowl of gray water when he was talking in his sleep. Know!I've been very careful, I didn't show any super-temporal thoughts, I just washed my hands, the little fourth aunt is really a woman who is restless, and she is a perfect match for her idle fourth uncle.

Zhu Ping'an made up his mind that he was absolutely tight-lipped about the fact that he could see the luck, and would not tell anyone.

Zhu Ping'an had not figured out how to deal with the words of the fourth aunt, and his mother Chen had already quit!
"Who do you say is the evil one? I think you are the evil one. My son pays attention to cleanliness and is the evil one. What about you, washing your face every day and wearing new clothes often? Isn't that a fox spirit possessed?" Listen. When it came to Xiao Zhao's words, Chen's heart was filled with unnamed anger, and he stood up and took two steps forward, standing in front of Xiao Zhao, and asked her to explain.

Zhu Ping'an's ten-year-old brother Zhu Pingchuan also said that his younger brother would not fall for evil.

"Mother, look at the second sister-in-law and the others, I just said something casually, the second sister-in-law is like this." Mrs. Zhao avoided Mrs. Chen's gaze, turned to look at Mrs. Zhu aggrievedly, and wiped her eyes with a handkerchief. Very weak and pitiful.

"That's it? I'm just telling you, you're crying and wiping your tears like this, it's really pretentious, but unfortunately I'm not the fourth brother, so I don't want to eat your way! The fourth family, you must make it clear today, otherwise I don't want to." Mrs. Chen didn't take Xiao Zhao's way, she spoke coldly and was full of heroic spirit, which was the opposite of the little aunt who pretended to be soft and pitiful.

(End of this chapter)