Chongxi little husband

It's the season of mulberries again.

The carriages drove across the mountain road one after another, attracting the attention of the busy villagers in the fields below.The cars are quite simple, but since it is a horse-drawn car, the identity of the visitor is not ordinary.

It looks like he must be going to Zhang Juren's house again, right?

It's the county grandfather.It should be right, their mulberries should be ripening soon.

No wonder.

Seriously though, their home brewed rice wine is pretty good too, better than the good ones in town.

Keep playing!Fortunately, the wine!have you drank?

You... Anyway, I just think it tastes better!Can you control it!

.........

The villagers guessed right, these people really came for the dialect mountain.

But at this time the dialect does not know that there will be a visitor.This year he cut a tree for grapes and enlarged the original shelf. However, the latter one didn't grow much, but some new branches climbed over the original one, and the area also increased a lot.

Dialect put a bamboo mat underneath, and spread out a thin blanket, and then put the brothers on it and let them play in the mat by themselves.He was looking at the account book on the side, keeping an eye out to prevent them from climbing out.

Of course, this one refers to the boss An An.

People say that turning three times, six sitting, seven rolling and eight crawling, but these are a bit inaccurate for An An.But these are not necessarily according to the standard, it depends on the individual.

He's one of those quick learners.First he sat there and played with his little rattle, ding ding dong dong, he had fun for a long time, then he felt tired and twitched his little eyebrows, turned his little head and started searching for the next toy.

His father used the writing brush holder that was snatched as a toy not long ago and threw it away.

The earless pony made by my uncle, throw it away.

In short, all the gadgets placed next to him seemed to be invisible. He picked them up and played with them for a few seconds, then dropped them, and finally searched around with blinking eyes.The little eyebrows were raised, the little face was serious, and the hands were placed on the little knees that were bent.

Dialect has been paying attention to him since he started to throw away the rattle, but he doesn't plan to make a sound. He glanced at the account book and then took another look.

"Ah!" The little head finally turned to this side and opened its mouth to call.

Dialects are ignored.

"Ah!"

Still ignore.

"..." Seeing that Dad didn't look at him, An An frowned even tighter, pursed her mouth, raised her hand and waved vigorously, making a piapia sound when she patted her fleshy leg, but he didn't seem to feel pain. Shouted hard: "Ah!"

On the other side, I seemed to be tired from sitting for a while, so I just fell back, lying down and staring at the leaves above my head, my eyes swayed back and forth with one of the leaves, but I couldn't help closing my eyes when I looked at it, fainting. Drowsy, but not wanting to be awakened by his brother's loud cry, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his brother.

"What's the matter?" Dialect finally asked out loud.

Seeing his father talking, An An immediately opened his hands, and his body leaned towards his father's side, with obvious intentions - to hug.

Dialect shook his head, "No, Dad has work to do today and can't be hugged. Can An An play by himself? Look at how good my brother is."

Seeing that Dad had said so much but still didn't intend to reach out to hug her, An An couldn't help feeling anxious, leaning more towards Dad's side, and her little buttocks were also anxiously lifted, but he couldn't stand still because of helplessness. When he got up, he could only yell anxiously in an attempt to attract Dad's attention.

"Wow~~"

"..." Fang Yan had no choice but to put down his pen, turned his head, and saw the eldest son howling with his mouth open. He probably realized that he had looked over and looked over, with tears in his eyes, pitiful, and extremely wronged. look.

Knowing that he is just pretending, but Fang Yan still can't resist his appearance, his small eyebrows are drooping like his father...

He stretched out his hand to hug his son, and sure enough, the guy burst into laughter immediately, and Fang Yan patted his little butt angrily, "Don't learn from the good ones, learn from the bad ones, you little villain."

"Cuckoo~~"

An An kicked her legs happily in his father's arms, forcing Fang Yan to hold her tighter. She pointed at his little nose and said angrily and funnyly, "Small, bad, bastard."

"Cuckoo~~"

After hugging and coaxing him for a while, Fang Yan put him back on the mat again, probably had to hug him, this time he didn't refuse, he sat down very slipperily, and went to grab the toy that he hated and threw away before.

Fang Yan couldn't help but patted his little butt again when he saw him, laughed and scolded a little showman, and glanced at the youngest son next to him by the way, seeing that he was very quiet with his belly upright, at first he thought he was asleep, but instead he stared at him. His little hands are focused.

Fang Yan looked at it curiously, then was taken aback, and hurried over to grab his little hand, trying to break it open.

[Wow...you finally noticed me!If you don't pay attention, I will be eaten by my brother! ]

[How did you run down? ] The dialect is speechless. Fortunately, Lele is not like An An. Seeing that Dad seemed to want to take something in his hand, he obediently let go. Dialect easily 'rescued' Canbao.

As a result, the big fat worm didn't say a word. Although it was rare for it to talk so little this time, the dialect was a little surprised, but it didn't intend to ask the end.Put it back on the vine, then sit back and continue looking at the ledger.

Canbao turned his head and looked down for a while, and then heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, the dialect didn't continue to ask, otherwise it would be ashamed.

It wouldn't say that as a silkworm baby, it accidentally let go of its claws while sleeping, then dropped it, and was caught by a human baby and almost ate it!

……

When Fang Yan frowned and counted the number on one of the pages, he suddenly heard a snap, and turned his head to look.

"Wow~"

Dialect was the first time to go to see where the eldest son was sitting, but there was no one there, but when he heard the cry of the younger son Lele, he hurriedly looked over and his eyelids twitched.

Lele seldom cries, even when he was just born, he seldom cries, and he doesn't like to babble like An An, most of the time he just sleeps, it is too quiet, he and Zhang Jizeng were worried several times whether he is healthy or not If there is any problem, I went to Mo Langzhong to see it several times, but fortunately they said that there is no major problem, but the body is a little weak, and it must be fine if it is taken care of properly, so they were relieved.

But maybe it was the same, he and Zhang Ji would subconsciously pay more attention to Lele, worrying that the lively An An would accidentally hurt him.

Hearing Lele's characteristic soft whimper, although it was only a short one or two, the dialect was still a little worried. When Lele looked at him with tears in his eyes and a red spot on his forehead, it was obvious that what he heard just now That's where the slap comes from.

Immediately, she put on a straight face and prepared to teach the eldest son a good lesson, but An An, who was sitting next to her younger brother, saw her dad coming, and immediately opened her mouth, yelled twice, and started waving her little hands again.

Fang Yan hurried to stop him, lest he hit Lele again, "You should change your name to little villain, daddy didn't notice you and started to make trouble again, you can't beat younger brother, you know? It's okay to beat daddy next time Hit your little hands."

As he said that, he pulled his little palm away, making a gesture to hit him, but An An thought it was playing with him, and suddenly giggled happily again.

"..." Dialect raised his hand high at the end, but when it reached his palm, he tapped lightly, pretending to be very angry and said: "Is this little hand hitting it? Okay, then dad will hit it too."

An'an's big black eyes kept staring at Fangyan, following his hand turning up and down, when dialect's hand came down, he was quiet for a while, followed by a series of laughter, again, quiet again, and laughed again.

In the end, even Lele was attracted by them, and somehow hit his spot, and then grinned silently, her eyes similar to dialects were shining, and her brows were curved.

And An An didn't seem to be satisfied, so she stretched out her left hand again, and actively opened her hand to signal Dad to continue.

Dialect originally saw that Lele also had other emotional expressions, so he deliberately made it funny.But after An An stretched out his hand, he caught a glimpse of something in his son's hand with his sharp eyes, and quickly grabbed it for a closer look.

A battered mosquito stuck to it.

"..."

Fang Yan hurriedly lowered his head to check Lele's forehead, and sure enough there was a small bag growing there. Looking back at An An, Fang Yan felt a little regretful. He carefully wiped off the mosquito in An An's palm, wiped it clean, and then kissed her.

"So An An was swatting mosquitoes for his younger brother? I'm sorry, Dad wrongly blamed you, Dad apologized, and An An will continue to protect younger brother in the future, okay?"

"Ah!"

"Well, it's awesome~"

"Are you hungry? Let's get up and drink water and then go play with grandma, shall we?"

"Ah~"

"... "

Dialect kissed each other affectionately, asked them to sit down, and poured water at the stone table. At this moment, they heard a knock on the door and a faint snort of a horse. They wondered who it could be, but they quickly responded with a loud voice. .

"The door is not crossed, come in by yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Juan arrived just in time, and the courtyard door was pushed open.

Du Juan didn't recognize her, "Excuse me..."

"Is Master Zhang at the house?"

"Our master isn't here." Du Juan turned her head, "Zhengjun, I'm looking for the master."

"Let them in."

Du Juan hurriedly backed away and came over to take over the water feeding.Fortunately, she often has to serve her. An An is familiar with her, and she can barely accept her to feed, but her little face is smelly, and she opened her mouth to drink the water that was fed, but her eyes kept staring at his father, following her turn.

There were three people who came, all in their 50s and [-]s, and they had never seen the dialect.After the three of them came in, they introduced themselves, and Fang Yan knew that they were all friends of Mr. Su.

The three of them were also very straightforward, saying that they came here for their family's mulberry wine, and the dialect became clearer when they heard it, so they quickly asked Du Juan to bring out some for them to taste, but they declined.

"It will take a few days for this year's mulberry fruit to be made. If you are not in a hurry, if you don't mind, you can stay for a few days, and then you can pickle the fruit when you come back."

Hearing this, one of the elders, who was the oldest and thinner, stroked his beard, looked around, and nodded, "You are right, I think this place is pretty good, how do you two brothers feel?"

"Well, yes."

"That's right. But how did I hear that you guys don't just make mulberry wine?"

Dialect smiled slightly when he heard it, and trusted the identities of the three in his heart, "It's true, it's just that I have nothing to do. The three of you must be tired after traveling all the way, why don't you go to rest first? I'll let some of you lead the way."

The old man waved his hand, "No problem. But I wonder if we can go for a walk?" He pointed around.

"Of course." Dialect smiled slightly, "The back mountain is the mulberry forest. If the three of you are interested, you can go up the mountain for a walk. Du Juan, I will arrange someone to lead the way for the masters and take care of them."

"Yes, Masahiro."

"Ah!" Papa——

The people present looked down at the same time, and saw the chubby An An clapping his little hands on the stone bench, looking up at the dialect, and what was even more surprising was that he was standing.

stand!Go!of! !Son, you are going to heaven!Before you can climb, you will be able to stand!

Fang Yan opened his mouth wide, and the next second An An's calf gave way and fell down, Fang Yan was so frightened that he hurried to fish for it.

Du Juan was so frightened that she knocked over the bowl, and finally caught it. The two were in a panic, but the mischievous ghost giggled happily.

The three old men who just arrived also breathed a sigh of relief, and the older old man smiled and asked, "How old is this?"

"It's been seven months." Fang Yan replied with an embarrassed smile, sat up with An An in his arms, and waved to Du Juan to indicate that he was fine, "This child is too naughty."

"Be lively, kid." Noticing the imprint on An An's wrist, and looking at Lele who was sitting quietly on the mat, she was surprised, "Are these... twins?"

"Well, yes, this is the big one, and that is the small one, which made the three of you laugh."

When the other two heard this, they also showed surprise expressions. When they came to take a closer look at the two brothers, they saw that they had very similar faces, but their eyes were slightly different.

"Master Zhang is really blessed, with two sons at once. Tsk, why is old man Su so lucky?"

"That's right. Hiding in the corner of this small town, he unexpectedly met such a talented disciple as Zhang Ji, and now he has also met the twins who are rare among thousands of disciples. I'm really envious."

"Brother, what do you envy? I envy you and get married soon."

"...It's better to avoid it. I'm used to idle clouds and wild cranes, so I won't bother others. By the way, let's hurry up and take a walk."

"Look at you, run away as soon as you talk about it, tsk, no wonder Brother Su wanted to break up with you at the beginning, Miss Su is such a good girl, you just... whatever."

Dialect kept smiling and didn't interrupt, but An An in his arms stared at the three of them curiously, his eyes flicking back and forth on the faces of the three of them.

The old man looked at the sky and said that it is better to go for a walk first and talk about it when he comes back.

When Zhang Ji came back in the evening, the three of them hadn't come back yet. The dialect was a little surprised. Could it be that their village is really so fun?With such a great charm, the three of them can walk for an entire afternoon?

After listening to the dialect, Zhang Ji nodded: "That should be true, but the master said that he only got the news today, and the master will come tomorrow, so you don't have to worry."

"Master is coming tomorrow?"

"Yes, I was going to come with me today, but I was stopped by my wife." Zhang Ji changed his clothes and came to the bed. Seeing that An'an and Lele were sleeping soundly, he lowered his voice and asked, "Why do you only sleep at this hour?" ?”

Dialect took a cattail fan and fanned it lightly in mid-air to prevent mosquitoes from biting. Although mugwort leaves were burning at the door, there were the most mosquitoes at this time.

"I'm in good spirits today. After playing all day, I only slept for less than half an hour. I've already fed food just now. I'll just feed some when I wake up later." Dialect looked up, "I've asked someone to put away the water. It's hot, go wash up."

Zhang Ji bent down and hugged him from behind, and said in a slightly calm voice with temptation and confusion: "Together?"

Dialect's ears warmed up, and he elbowed him, "Stop making trouble, go quickly, we're ready to eat."

Zhang Ji sighed, full of disappointment, and looked at him eagerly, but this time Fang Yan was determined not to mess around with him, so he got up disappointed and went to take a bath by himself.

But before leaving, he kissed dialect hard on the lips in retaliation, "I'll clean you up at night."

Dialect raised his eyebrows, "Come here if you have the ability."

Zhang Ji: "..." He gritted his teeth slightly, "Let grandma sleep next door tonight." After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and got up to go to the cubicle.

This time it was Dialect's turn to grit his teeth.

***

This day, Dialect was still at home with his two sons, but this time he was reading a book.

The main room on the first floor was cleaned by Du Juan and the others, and the tables and chairs were moved away. Two bamboo mats were spread on the open space, the ones as big as those used to dry rice, and their corners were covered by them. Grind smooth, determined not to leave any cracked thorns.

Because the weather was getting hotter and hotter, An Anlele only wore a bellyband and was put on the mat, allowing them to crawl freely.

Fang Yan was sitting in a corner reading a book, but just looking at it made him feel a little lethargic, his eyelids drooped, and finally he couldn't help but tilted, lying on his side on the edge of the mat and fell asleep.

Fortunately, not only Du Juan was at home this time, but also grandma Zhang Luoshi.It is also the time of harvesting rice now, but dialect feels that grandma is getting old, and she is not in good health this year because of the departure of the uncle's family, so she suggested that she come over to help take care of the children, saying that he is a bit unable to take care of him alone.

Zhang Luoshi always loved his great-grandson, and also cherished the dialect, so when he heard him say that, he agreed without saying a word.

So I come here at dawn every day, and occasionally I just sleep here.

Zhang Luoshi was holding the bone porridge for An Anlele, and when he entered the door, he saw Fangyan falling asleep, Lele was also lying next to him, and he didn't move, while An An was lying on his stomach with her little butt up and her eyes closed asleep.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Luo couldn't help laughing, just followed Du Juan who came with tea, looked inside, then looked at her, whispered: "Old lady?"

Unexpectedly, An An inside immediately raised her head, and saw that the grandma at the door had already held the special bowl for him and her younger brother, her eyes lit up immediately, she got up straight, and she couldn't hold on after taking a little step while standing. He squatted down hurriedly and landed on all fours, using his hands and feet together to quickly move towards the door.

"An'an?"

Feeling the weight on his stomach lighten, Dialect yelled out quickly, An An paused in crawling forward, turned his head back, looked at the door for a while, and frowned tightly, as if he was thinking about where to go.

"An...Grandma." He didn't hear his son's response, Fang Yan quickly opened his eyes to search, and was careful not to push Lele to sit up, then saw the two people at the door, couldn't help but smiled awkwardly and said: "Sitting is a bit sleepy. "

Zhang Luoshi said lovingly with a smile: "It's okay, you can go to sleep, An'an and his two grandmas are here to watch. But eat something before going to sleep."

"Wow! It smells so good!" Fang Yan sniffled and his eyes lit up, "Is it grandma who cooked it? Then I want to eat a bowl. Step-brother said that he liked to eat bone porridge made by grandma when he was a child."

"It was the old lady who boiled it, Zhengjun, I will serve it for you."

"it is good."

When Du Juan went to the kitchen, Zhang Luoshi stepped in and sat next to An An, Fang Yan hurried to get two bibs to wrap around his sons.Knowing that it was time to eat, not to mention Lele, even An An rarely sat quietly, but her eyes were fixed on the bowl in grandma's hand without blinking.

Du Juan came back soon, "Zhengjun, let me feed the young master?"

Zhang Luoshi answered while feeding An An: "Brother Yan, you can eat by yourself first, or let Juan girl feed you, Lele is fine."

Fang Yan had no choice but to exchange the bowl with Du Juan. He felt a little hungry after smelling it, so he didn't refuse.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open, Fang Yan walked to the door with a bowl in his hand to look, but saw that it was his sister Fang Ya, so he greeted her, "Sister? Why are you here at this time? It's so hot."

Fang Ya walked into the door and smiled at him, "I have something to do, did you just eat?"

"Well, I'm a little hungry, so I'll eat something with An An and the others, sister, do you want to eat?"

"No," Fang Ya shook her head, hesitated and said, "It's Xiu'er."

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, and didn't realize who it was for a while, until a thin and haggard girl appeared behind Fang Ya, and finally realized who Xiu'er was.

Fang Xiu'er, the girl who showed kindness to him back then, but he hadn't seen him for a few years, and he didn't bother to inquire about it, because the delicate little girl at the beginning has grown up like this now...

"Yan, brother Yan." Fang Xiu'er called out timidly, only raised her head, then lowered it quickly, but it was enough for Fang Yan to see her red and swollen eyes.

Frowning slightly, he opened it again, and said with a smile in dialect: "So it's Miss Xiu'er, come in, don't be restrained."

Fang Xiu'er looked up again in surprise, but seeing Fang Yan's friendly smile, she couldn't help being a little dazed, it was Fang Ya who pulled her to regain her senses, but her ears turned red, and she dragged Fang Ya down into the room at a loss.

Fang Yan wanted them to sit down, but after looking at it, the tables and chairs in the room were all moved away, and he couldn't help but said in a little embarrassment: "Sorry, why don't you sit in the back yard."

"No, no need. Me, I can just sit here." Fang Xiu'er said restrainedly, and sat down on the threshold with her head bowed. When she realized that her dress was in a mess, she couldn't help but tiptoed in embarrassment, and the hem of her skirt was also gathered. behind the feet.

She has always heard about the dialect, especially after Zhang Jicao passed the Juren and became a county magistrate, all kinds of envious and jealous words in the village have never been less, of course, more of them are cynicism and sarcasm towards their family.

But seeing Fang Yan living in such a nice house with her own eyes, and seeing the pavilion at the door just now, she didn't dare to come in.

"Du Juan, go get two bowls."

"Eh!"

Du Juan promised to stand up and give the bowl to Fang Ya, then went to the kitchen.Fang Ya looked at her younger brother, then at Fang Xiu'er, sighed softly, went in and sat sideways on the mat to feed her little nephew.

Fang Xiu'er looked at the fat and white doll in front of her. The other party was probably also curious about her, and she was looking at herself while eating. She looked so cute.So he couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice, "Is this your son?"

Dialect nodded with a smile, "Well, An An, this is Lele."

When Lele heard Dad calling her, she turned her head and looked over. Fang Yan stretched out her hand and gently pinched his little face. Lele then turned back with a paralyzed face, and opened her mouth to eat the rice porridge fed to her mouth.

Fang Xiu'er's eyes were full of surprise, but she didn't dare to reach out to touch it. Instead, she quietly hid her hand behind her back, biting her lower lip, hesitating whether to speak now.

But when she plucked up the courage to raise her head to say something, Du Juan just came back with two bowls of bone porridge, which made her miss the opportunity again, and took the bowl awkwardly and dumbly, her nose kept smelling the bones and meat in the bowl. Fragrant, my stomach groaned unsatisfactorily, and my little face blushed immediately.

"Eat."

Fang Xiu'er looked up, with tears in her eyes.Dialect looked at it and sighed secretly, "I don't blame you for what happened back then, you're welcome, it's just a bowl of porridge, no one will blame you."

"I…"

"Girl, let's eat the porridge first." Zhang Luoshi also interjected, "If you are full beforehand, you will have the strength to speak."

"……Um."

"You said your brother is going to take you to pay off the debt?"

After listening to Fang Xiu'er's words, Fang Yan was shocked, "Don't you care about uncle? Your mother agrees too?"

"What a crime!" Zhang Luoshi hugged An An and read.

Fang Xiuer burst into tears, sobbing and said: "Father fell ill last year, mother, mother naturally refused to agree, but the second brother ran away, and those people came to the house, father and mother stopped Secretly told me to run away... I, I originally wanted to go to the elder brother, but I didn't know how those people found out, I... I ran here without paying attention..."

Fang Xiu'er wiped her tears, looked up at Fang Ya, then at Fang Yan, and said timidly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come here to cause you trouble... But, I don't know where to hide , and I don't know how my parents are now... woo..."

Fang Ya frowned, and said to Yan Yan: "When Xiu'er found me, I asked Brother Hua to go back to the village to see."

"Yeah." Fang Yan nodded, Fang Xiu'er said: "It's okay, you can stay here with peace of mind, even if those people really find here, they don't dare to do anything to you, sister, take care of you first."

"Do not worry."

"Woooo... Thank you, big sister, thank you, Brother Yan!" Fang Xiu'er hiccupped from crying.

Dialect hurriedly asked Du Juan to take her down to freshen up.

Whether it was true or not, it was indecent to have such a little girl who had rolled in the mud dressed in dirty clothes and with her hair loose.

After Fang Xiu'er went out, Zhang Luoshi suddenly sighed, "Her second brother is really nothing."

Several villages are not far away, so everyone knows some things, but if it wasn't for that person's self-assessment at the beginning, Brother Yan would not have entered their house. I should like to thank him.

But it can't reduce her dislike for that person, "Why don't you even let your own sister go?"

"I'm more curious about how he owed so much that he had to pay Fang Xiu'er." Fang Yan went to see Fang Ya, "Sister, Brother Hua often returns to the village, have you heard of some?"

Fang Ya met her younger brother's eyes, felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, and shook her head hurriedly, Zhang Luoshi also looked over, it was a pity to see her shaking her head.

What a nice guy the Hua family boy is, and Eldest Sister Hua is also anxious, but Fang Ya doesn't express anything, she is also secretly anxious, it seems that Xiaobao's mother should talk about it.

After making up his mind, Zhang Luo said: "It's nothing unusual, Fang Shan boy is not a hard worker, and your aunt is protecting him. I think it's since your eldest brother went to work for Da Niu's house. After the son-in-law, your aunt will rely on him, and your uncle just concentrates on his work, so he can't control the two of them.

I heard that Xiu'er's daughter is also often visited by people to propose marriage, but I don't know if your aunt is not satisfied with the other party or what, she always disagrees, so it has been delayed until now.

Now I heard her say that your uncle is not in good health, alas, that girl is suffering too. "

Fang Yan frowned, "We'll wait for Brother Hua to come back to discuss this matter. If it's true, we'll think of a way."

In the end, after inquiring, the result was indeed as Fang Xiuer said, and what was more serious was that Fang's family was smashed, and even Uncle Fang and his wife were beaten. Uncle Fang was almost beaten to death. The murderer, Manpi, drove away with all his strength, and only his life was spared.

Zhang Ji frowned, "But do you know where those people are from?"

Hua Chunsheng nodded, and replied: "When I went back, I happened to see a few people blocking the entrance of the village. I guess they were looking for Miss Fang. I know one of them. It is the mangy in Luobai Village near our town. Some people in the village have been messing around, stealing dicks and dogs, but the villagers are afraid of his revenge, because if they offend him a little, he will bring a group of people, so they all bear it."

Zhang Ji nodded after hearing this, and said in a dialect expression: "So Fang Shan has also mixed with these people? It's just that he won't owe too much debt, right? Or if these people know that he still has money?" I'm a younger sister, so it doesn't matter how much you owe... No, what Fang Xiu'er said is that Fang Shan ran away, and those people came to ask for the debt, so this should really be a big debt."

"Well, it's most likely a rebellion in the nest."

At this time, Chen Daniu ran back out of breath, and shouted as soon as he entered the yard: "I...I know..."

Hua Chunsheng hurriedly poured a bowl of water and handed it to him, "So you ran away in a hurry today because of this."

Chen Daniu nodded at him, raised his head and finished the gulp in one breath, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "After I heard about it, I ran to the village. Your uncle was seriously injured, and now he is at my sister's house... Zhang My lord, I went for a walk around the village and heard something, probably related to this Fangshan."

"You say." Zhang Ji nodded.

Standing behind the dialect, Du Juan poured another bowl of water and handed it to him. Chen Daniu took it with a smile and drank it.

"Recently, some people came from various villages and set up stalls to lure and lure the villagers to take the bait--gambling. And they are all dirty tricks. It is said that several villages have been raped by them, and several households The few pieces of thin land left by the ancestors are lost.

Some even jumped into the river. "

"..."

Zhang Jidu in the dialect lowered his face, and Du Juan exclaimed in a low voice, "If that's the case, why are people still being fooled?"

"As long as you are greedy, you will not be afraid of being tempted. If those people set up a show for the villagers to watch from the beginning, they will feel that winning money and money comes so easily, and they will not be able to help wanting more." Said in dialect with a slight sigh.

Chen Daniu nodded sharply, "Yes, that's it. Some people in my village have encountered it with their natal family, so they know it better."

Dialect turned to look at Zhang Ji: "Your yamen don't care about gathering people to gamble?"

Zhang Ji glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "Daniu, you can ask clearly when you go back, and if possible, go to those villages to find out where those people are, and where is the next target, and you can go back when you are done." Mu for a month, take a good rest."

"Yes!" Chen Daniu was so happy, his eyes drifted to the back of the two involuntarily.

Dialect glanced at it, and smiled secretly in his heart, but didn't show it on his face, "Be careful yourself, I guess they are all rascals."

Hua Chunsheng patted Chen Daniu on the shoulder, and said, "Why don't I go together, so we can take care of each other."

Chen Daniu finally regained his composure and nodded quickly, "Okay, since you often go to the mountains, you probably know more villages than I do."

"Ah."

To say that those are powerful, in fact, the technical content is not very high, but it does catch people's greedy minds, and they are all used to it. After threatening and intimidating, the villagers will not dare to resist, even The reporter dared not.

After a few times of success, and there has been no problem in the first half of the year, these people can't help becoming arrogant, and they are not satisfied with those remote villages. Villagers walking.

What's more, when you meet a single woman by chance, or save a woman who was injured on the roadside, the woman repays her kindness with a promise, but some people suddenly come in, claiming that the woman is his lost wife, and demand money.

.........

Every time a dialect is heard, a black line is added. Why are the routines so deep now?

"Fang Shan met this kind of person. It is said that two months ago, he met on the road by chance. The woman was pretty and pretty, and she fell in love with him at first sight. They made an appointment to get married. Fang Shan went there just for this. He raised money, and then met those who gambled, and finally lost badly, and agreed to many conditions, probably his sister was promised to repay the debt at that time."

"Then did you find out which village they are going to recently?"

"I heard."

"Well, you can take the shop and them with you tomorrow, it's best not to let go of any of them."

"Yes!"

"Brother Hua has troubled you too."

"You're welcome, I should."

When Chen Daniu and Hua Chunsheng went out, there were only the two of them in the room, and the dialect asked, "Are you planning to let them be shopkeepers in the future?"

Zhang Ji looked at him from the side, his eyes were dark, and suddenly there was a flash of light, as bright as the stars in the sky, "There is such a plan, Yang Putou is already old, it is not easy to run around anymore, Big Niu and Big Brother Hua It's all pretty good, and, "

"Ok?"

"Besides, we should always think about Eldest Sister. Hunting is good, but you see that Aunt Hua is worried every time. You don't want Eldest Sister to become like this in the future, do you?"

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slowly for a while, smiling like the sunshine outside, "Thank you."

"Fool, we are a family, what can we thank you for?"

"I just wanted to say thank you anyway."

The corners of Zhang Ji's lips curled slightly, and his voice was low, "If you really want to say it, why don't you change it?"

Dialect leaned over, curious, "Which sentence?"

"My favorite to hear."

Fang Yan blinked and sat up straight, pretending that he hadn't heard anything just now, but it's a pity that the red tips of his ears betrayed him.

Zhang Ji's eyes slid around his ear tips, and he didn't force it at the moment, but the smile on his lips couldn't be concealed no matter what.

Chen Daniu and Hua Chunsheng's work efficiency was pretty good, and within two days they were arrested, and even Fang Shan, who couldn't be found no matter how hard they searched, was also arrested.

During Zhang Jisheng's interrogation, he unexpectedly discovered that there were people he knew in this group of people, but compared to the charming and charming back then, his complexion is dark yellow and his hair is rough, and his eyes are rich in blue, which no longer matches her name - Cui'e.

These people were usually rude to the villagers, but when they came to the court, most of them were frightened and vomited like beans before Zhang Ji could be interrogated.

But the confession was quick, but unfortunately they were still punished, and all of them were thrown into prison.

Even if it comes out, a layer of skin will be worn off, so how dare you continue?

When An Anlele was able to run around the yard, the village chief finally came to the door and told him that he also planned to raise silkworms. Dialect did not refuse, and said that any family in the village could raise silkworms if they wanted, and he would do silkworms at that time. It can be accepted, of course, it is also determined according to the quality.

The village chief is only happy, so there is no objection, and the other villagers are the same when they know it. Even if they can't compare with the dialects, they have received a lot of benefits by following the Zhang family. What about the village?

With this dream in mind, all the villagers are very motivated. Dialect bought almost all the mountains, but he planted a lot of mulberry trees, so he can discuss cooperation with him. After thinking about it, Dialect decided to contract some mulberry forests to They, let them consider how many they want to raise first, and then contract how many trees, and then manage them by themselves.

In the end, when it developed to Pingsha Village, mulberry forests were planted and silkworms were raised.But in Chenjiacun, Chen Daniu asked his younger sister and brother-in-law to grow hemp and cotton at the suggestion of dialect.

Later, a relatively large cotton, linen and silk land was formed here, and even the capital in the north was a little alarmed, and an imperial envoy was specially sent down to learn that the matter was true, and the various fabrics brought back were also of high quality. I was very happy and enjoyed a lot of things.

Zhang Ji has not been promoted, and has been staying here with Fang Yan and his three fathers and sons, occasionally taking them to neighboring counties when they are resting.

When An Anlele was eight years old, the uncle who had gone to Anling finally sent a message saying that their family was safe there. Only then did Old Man Zhang and Zhang Luoshi heave a sigh of relief, and the smiles on their faces increased.

Zhang Yi is really not a material for studying. He managed to read until he was 13 years old, and then secretly followed Second Brother Su to run a business. His uncle Zhang Ruixiang was so angry that he would break his legs when he came back. Of course, everyone knew that he was duplicity. He stood at the door holding his youngest son, who was just a few months old, and kept thinking, when will his elder brother come back?

Fang Yan felt that his appetite had grown again recently. He watched his sister and Du Juan discussing what to eat so as not to feel sick, but he ate deliciously with a bowl in his hand.

But at night when someone wanted to take him to take a bath together, he sternly refused.

"why?"

Dialect patted his stomach: "Your son is inside!"