Chongxi little husband

"Grandpa, how can this be? Besides, my father is not here now. Is it wrong for you to raise this suddenly?" Zhang Qi suddenly had an idea, and said, "Besides, our land is registered on my father's household registration. If the family is separated, how should the land be counted? Also, if my cousins ​​buy land again, and my father is famous, maybe he can be exempted from the land tax... So Xiao Uncle and cousin, you have to think about it, do you really agree with Grandpa's decision to separate the family?"

Zhang Ji raised his eyes and saw Zhang Qi looking at him sincerely with an expectant smile in his eyes. Zhang Ji looked at him quietly for a moment, then smiled slowly and nodded, and said when the other party's eyes were bright.

"Well, I listen to grandpa."

The smiles of Zhang Qi's mother and son froze at the corners of their mouths. It was funny whether to smile or not, which made Zhang Ji feel better, and lightly threw another thunder.

"By the way, Yan'er and I have already made a decision. We will buy the hill behind us. In two days, we will go to the town with grandpa to ask the county government for instructions. So I hope that elder brother and auntie will count the money soon."

Zhang Qi and Zhang Liu's mothers changed their colors together again. When Zhang Liu looked at Zhang Ji Fangyan, his eyes seemed to be poisoned. Dialect still looked calm about this, and he calmly helped his brother remove the accidental stain. Seeing the vegetable crumbs on his face, he looked back at Zhang Liushi and said calmly.

"Thank you for the reminder, brother, but I believe my stepbrother and I will be able to pay the tax, and--" the tone dragged on a little, Fang Yan smiled slightly, turned to look at Zhang Ji, and said: "And I believe With step-brother's intelligence, as long as he recovers well, he can continue to study, a mere scholar's fame is nothing to worry about, right?"

Zhang Qi's eyes widened, not only him, but everyone else present was pretty much the same.

After a long while, Mrs. Zhang Liu sneered and said sarcastically, "It's nothing? It's really bragging and you don't need money! Do you really think you are a child prodigy? If that's the case, go take an exam and show it to my aunt! And let my aunt follow her!" .”

"Cousin," Zhang Qi turned to face Zhang Jidao with an extremely ugly face, "Could it be that you think the same way?"

After Zhang Ji stared at the dialect for a few seconds, he suddenly grinned, his black eyes brightened: "That's right."

When Zhang Qi's face paled, he spoke again: "Since Yan'er has such confidence in me, how can I live up to his expectations? So don't worry, brother, I will definitely not let everyone down."

The smile froze again, Zhang Qi almost spit out blood, it took a long time to suppress the gloom in his chest, and pulled a particularly ugly smile, "Since my cousin is so confident, then the elder brother has nothing to say gone."

After speaking, he turned to Zhang Ruixiang and his wife and asked, "Where's my uncle and aunt? Is Xiaobao going to invite a Mr. Enlightenment next year?"

Zhang Ruixiang and his wife looked at each other, and then went to look at Xiaobao who was looking around for some reason and was about to go to Zhang Ji's side, hesitating.

"Uncle, you have also seen that it costs a lot of money to read and write. Besides, my cousin and I are both able to read and write. Don't you have the heart that Xiaobao will be like uncle in the future, and can only farm the land and work hard?" of?"

"Qi'er." Before Zhang Ruixiang could react, Zhang Liushi noticed the old man Zhang's expression changed, and hurriedly called out to his son, so as not to make the old man unhappy by saying anything else.

After her reminder, Zhang Qi also noticed that his grandparents looked wrong, and his back was sweating suddenly. He was about to explain, but his uncle who was still a little hesitant suddenly spoke first.

"Yes, that's right, I'm not as good as your father, but I don't think there's anything wrong with me working hard to farm the fields. I'm not as good as your father and you, but even so, I still believe that after the separation Xiulian, Xiaobao, and their mother will not be hungry—father and mother, my son agrees with your decision! How to divide the relationship between father and mother, you decide."

"Uncle..." Zhang Liushi wanted to persuade her, but was interrupted by her sister-in-law.

Zhang Xiulian smiled at her, "Sister-in-law, there is no need to persuade us, we all listen to our father. Although Xiaobao's father and I have no skills, we will not let Xiaobao suffer hardships with us, let alone our stepson and Brother Yan Now, we are not worried about what will happen to Xiaobao in the future."

"you--"

"Okay." The old man Zhang suddenly said, his face became more serious, "This matter is so decided. Boss, you take Qi'er back to the house first. If the boss comes back, if you have any questions, let him come and follow him." I said, you all go back first, brother Yan, you stay here, I have something to ask you."

Zhang Qi still wanted to persuade him, but in the end he was dragged away by his mother.

Don't look at the old man Zhang who is relatively silent on weekdays. Everything in the family is said by Zhang Luoshi, but after being married to this family for so many years, Zhang Liushi still didn't dare to disobey old man Zhang when he was like this, and she also figured it out. Well, what they said today can't change the decision of the two elders. It's better to shut up before being completely rejected by the father-in-law and mother-in-law, and then discuss it after the head of the family comes back.

So no matter how unwilling her son was, she forced her son out of the main house.

Zhang Ruixiang and his wife also looked at each other and left with their son in their arms. Suddenly, there were only old man Zhang Jifangyan left in the main room.

After being quiet for a while, old man Zhang suddenly sighed, and the atmosphere finally eased with his sigh.

Dialect looked at the two of them, got up and picked up the wine jar to help pour some wine, which attracted the attention of old man Zhang.

Zhang Ji waited for the dialect to sit back, then looked at the old man Zhang and said, "Thank you, grandpa and grandma."

Old man Zhang turned his gaze to him, his expression suddenly turned gloomy for a while, and his voice seemed to have grown much older.

"Step-er, you didn't blame your grandparents, did you?"

Zhang Ji was startled, then shook his head and smiled: "It's too late for my grandson to be grateful, so why complain?"

Hearing this, even Zhang Luoshi's eyes were wet, she said in a hoarse voice: "Step-er, don't blame grandpa and grandma, you were so sick before, no one in the family except your uncle, your uncle is That way, it's a whole body of strength, but it's really not good to let him go to business, your father taught him back then, but... alas!"

"Grandma, I understand."

Zhang Luoshi wiped his face, looked up at the two people sitting together in front of him, smiled lovingly, reached out and stroked the top of dialect's hair, "But you don't have to worry, your grandpa will return what your parents left behind. Here you go. The stepson has finally grown up and grown up, and it will be up to you in the future, although your uncle... But it is your uncle after all, and he will not leave you alone. "

"We know, grandma." Dialect sat still, and said with a slight smile, "In the future, step-brother will be filial to grandparents and let you live a good life."

Hearing this, Zhang Luoshi couldn't help but glanced at his wife, and then the two couldn't help laughing.

"Well, then we will wait to enjoy your happiness. Of course, it would be even better if the two of you can give us a great-grandson earlier~"

Zhang Ji and dialect: "..."

***

The time is long, and it is another year of autumn in a flash.

The busy figures of villagers can be seen everywhere in the countryside, and the fields are also a lively scene.

"Father, I've finished it here. My eldest brother and I are going back first. The Zhang family is recruiting again. My eldest brother and I will go to sign up first."

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was talking hurriedly, but he had already run far away, and his mother didn't have time to tell him a few words, "Look at this kid... is there anyone chasing him? He's running so fast."

Her man quickly tied the rice into bundles, put it away later so that he could carry it home, and took the time to answer: "It's okay, let them go, I will move them back later. The salary given by the step-boy is quite good, it is the other village. Everyone is rushing to come, if I knew, I would have gone earlier."

"I'm not trying to stop you." The woman gave the man a reproachful look, "You two have gone to dig mountains, who will grow this vegetable? Zhang Ji's family is still waiting for it."

"Okay, okay! I won't go, I'll stay and grow vegetables, okay?"

"Cut - who cares!"

……

On the small road in the village, a group of boys rushed up chasing each other, and their shouts could be heard from a distance.

"Xiaobao Xiaojin, is your brother here?"

Four-year-old Zhang Xiaobao had a bit of a stroke, but he was still chubby, and six-year-old Fang Jin had also grown some flesh, making him no longer look small.

Hearing the shout, the two stopped feeding the chickens at the same time, turned their heads to look at the way they came, saw so many people running over, they couldn't help but backed up and hit the door panel, and turned back to shout into the yard.

"Brother/Brother, someone is looking for you."

After a while, a handsome young man walked out, with a faint smile on his face, and his voice was as gentle and comfortable as a breeze.

"Who is looking for me?"

"I!--"

"I--"

It wasn't Xiaobao and Fang Jin who answered, boys big and small squeezed together, but the like-minded ones didn't come close, but crowded two meters away, scrambling to shout.

Dialect was a little surprised, but after a little thought, he understood the purpose of these people, so he smiled slightly: "It seems that everyone knows, so come one by one, Zhang Ji, come out and register for them."

"En." A slightly low but pleasant voice came from inside, "Let them all come in."

Dialect looked back and nodded slightly, took Xiaobao and Xiaojin aside, and said to those outside the door: "Please come in." He then led his two younger brothers in.

Those people looked at each other in blank dismay, and in the next second they scrambled to squeeze in the door again.

In the courtyard two houses away, the courtyard door opened with a "squeak" and a person came out, glanced at this side casually, pouted his mouth in disdain, and came out about to go downhill, not wanting to go downhill. Suddenly another group of people rushed up and almost knocked that person down.

Fortunately, the man held a peach tree by the roadside in time.

Barely steadying his body, he was about to reprimand him, but he didn't want to squeeze in another one, and kept yelling "Let's——" but his speed didn't slow down at all.

The wind brought up when they passed each other almost tripped him up again.

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