Chongxi little husband

The weaving room is very lively today. The sisters-in-law and aunts who came to work before also automatically come to help reeling silk, and Dialect signed a contract with them as usual.

The deed is paid according to the quality of the silk, that is, the uniform thickness of the silk thread and the length, so that most people can avoid wasting silkworm cocoons due to casual handling.

Those five have also been here several times, and they are basically familiar with it, so they can work directly as soon as they come.And dialect, their family is in the village, not to mention the distance, and the salary is paid in a timely manner. Many people in the village want to earn a living and want to work in the Zhang family. Naturally, those few people are also doing their best to keep their jobs. Do your best.

If I don't do well, the Zhang family will kill me next time. Wouldn't it be a waste of such a good opportunity to make money?Therefore, anyone who came to Zhang's house to do work worked hard to meet the requirements mentioned in the written documents.

Near noon, Dialect wiped off his sweat and put down the rice stalks to cook.Because there are silkworm treasures, their silkworms cocoon in batches. After one batch is collected, the next batch is almost ready.So this time the dialects of silk reeling were not added.

Zhang Ji accompanied Mr. Su and Mr. Gu to talk about the article all morning, and when he saw the time, he hurriedly apologized to the two and ran out to see what the dialect was doing.

In fact, it can be said that he was a little absent-minded all morning, and his thoughts would involuntarily drift to what happened last night—especially the white belly with oily paws under the light.

Mr. Su looked at Zhang Ji frowning frequently, Master Gu also noticed it, but he didn't show it, so when Zhang Ji said he would leave for a while, he readily agreed, and he planned to go to the back to look at the chicken coop and take a look How is the lady picking up eggs?

Of course, he also invited Mr. Su.

When Zhang Ji waited for the two of them to leave and turned around to look for the dialect, there was another call from behind. He turned around and saw that it was Mr. Su, and stopped in a hurry.

Mr. Su turned his head and glanced at Mr. Gu, who had gone a few steps away first, and then came back to look at Zhang Ji with a complicated expression. Thinking of this disciple who was like a son, he felt pity and refused to reprimand him again, but when he thought of the previous performance, the old man is inevitably angry.

"Step-son." As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that what he was going to say seemed a bit difficult to say. Mr. Su paused, and saw that the disciple was still waiting with a puzzled expression, but his expression was still a little anxious.

Grandpa Su noticed that his complexion was gloomy, and he sighed silently, "Step-son, although something is wrong, but the teacher still wants to tell you something: Sometimes you must have something in your life, and there is no time in your life. Don't force it. Everything needs to be taken care of." , don't worry, don't put too much pressure on your husband." After thinking about it, he added, "A brother is different from a woman after all."

"..." Zhang Ji didn't understand what Old Master Su meant by saying this for a while, but he finally understood after hearing it, and couldn't help but be a little bit dumbfounded, but he was grateful in his heart.

"Master, I will keep this in mind, and I won't be embarrassed." After thinking about it, I still didn't express my conjecture, and I'd better wait for the matter to be confirmed before giving him a definite news.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Master, Yan'er has been busy for the past few days and is a little tired. I will go to see him and let him rest for a while."

As soon as Mr. Su heard this, he knew that his bad temper was coming up again, so he waved to him angrily to signal him to leave quickly. Looking at the back of Zhang Jina who left in a hurry, he felt heartbroken.

Mr. Gu did not go far, but stood not far away and waited for a long time. Seeing this, he retreated and smiled and comforted him: "Mr. Su, Zhang Juren is a person of true temperament, and he treats you and your wife sincerely. , is really enviable."

Mr. Su gave him a squinting look, and said stiffly: "Hmph! Don't you just miss the little things about their young couple? Envy? Envy my little bar?"

It's really a blunt loss, but Mr. Gu didn't mind at all, he still smiled gently and answered honestly, and mentioned it by the way, "That's right. But it's all thanks to your generosity, Mr. Su. When Gu came here, he heard that Those few also intend to travel south, but they don't know when they will start."

"..." Mr. Su looked at the mulberry forest on the mountain, and suddenly regretted the decision he made at the beginning, but he couldn't take his anger out on the person in front of him who was smiling lightly, so he could only shake his sleeves and pass him by. go forward.

When Mrs. Su found out, she didn't have any sympathy at all. Instead, she blamed, "Who told you to show off in such a hurry, do you know now? It should be! Also, the children just want to give you something to honor you. Now You see, what else will you let the children earn money by then?"

However, old man Su also knew that his wife was also thinking of Zhang Ji and the others, and would give away the wine just to give it away, but the problem now is that the children didn't have much in their hands.

Looking at Mr. Su's drooping head, Mrs. Su still thinks that she should write a letter to her eldest son after thinking about it.

Zhang Ji didn't know what happened after he left, let alone the dialect.Now the two of them are busy in the silkworm house, and the other is on the way to find someone in the silkworm house.

When Zhang Ji arrived, Fang Yan was also planning to stop cooking.

When Zhang Ji came in, he saw Fang Yan rubbing his belly and wiping his sweat coming towards him. His face changed and he didn't want to stride over to help him. He asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Stomach is uncomfortable?"

I was stunned for a moment when I saw his dialect, but I was puzzled and funny when I saw him so nervous, "I'm fine, it's just that I just squatted for a long time and felt a little pressed on my stomach, a little stretched... What's wrong with you?"

He touched it while talking, and felt that he really got fatter, and his belly started to appear. He is only a teenager!I thought to myself that I should eat less later, but I can't grow into a general's belly at a young age.

Zhang Ji was a little worried and didn't want to speak directly, lest he would make Fang Yan disappointed after making an oolong, so he had to take Fang Yan's hand and hold it to prevent him from "abusing" his stomach, and changed the subject with a smile.

"It's been a busy morning, are you tired?"

"Well, I'm really tired. It's probably because the weather is a little hot, and people are more likely to get tired." The hand was held, and the dialect didn't break away. Anyway, there was no one else here at this time, and to be honest, just now As soon as he mentioned being tired, the memory in his body came up. He really felt tired and sleepy, and he leaned on the other party unconsciously, and even yawned a lot.

"But I haven't cooked yet."

Zhang Ji carefully supported him, with one hand slightly holding Fang Yan's waist, and said: "Why don't you go back to your room to rest for a while, and let my aunt cook a meal today."

"Is this okay?" Dialect hesitated. Originally, the aunt and the others always came to help this group and that without taking money. How could they ask the other party to help with cooking?

"It's ok, just once. I'll tell my aunt, come back and help you go back to your room to sleep for a while, and wait for me here for a while."

Dialect originally wanted to say that he was not that weak and could walk by himself, but after seeing Zhang Ji finished speaking, he rushed to the next door to find someone. Thinking about it, he should wait. It didn't take long, but he accidentally closed his eyes and squinted while leaning against the door. It passed, and finally Zhang Ji came back and shook him awake.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the worried faces of Zhang Ji and his aunt. Fang Yan hurriedly smiled and said embarrassedly, "I guess I really didn't get enough sleep."

The aunt frowned and looked him up and down, and said worriedly: "Then go back to sleep quickly, don't be too busy in the afternoon, I will do these things. Step-bye quickly took Brother Yan back to the room, but he was tired again. Sick.

No, step-son, I think it's better to go and bring Uncle Lin over to have a look, so don't get tired of doing anything good or bad. "

"Well, I'll go later."

These words fit Zhang Ji's mind, and he was thinking of finding someone to take a look.

Thinking of the time when he fell ill, Fang Yan didn't dare to refute anymore, so he followed Zhang Ji back to the room obediently.

But when he returned to the room and there were only the two of them, he still couldn't hold back and said, "I'm really fine, so let's not delay Uncle Lin's visit."

It's a pity that Zhang Ji, who usually follows him, didn't listen to him this time, but he refused gently but firmly, so he had no choice but to obediently ask the other party to help him wipe his face and change his clothes, and then lay down. Soon after, he fell asleep in a daze .

Over there, Zhang Qi's house.

When Zhang Chunyan woke up early in the morning, her appetite was still not good, and she was weak and weak. She only drank a few mouthfuls of the rice porridge that Zhang Liu personally cooked when she got up early in the morning, and she couldn't eat any more, so she lay down in the room to rest.

Because Zhang Chunyan's eldest brother's business is quite big, Zhang Liu's is not so harsh on this squeamish daughter-in-law on weekdays.

Originally, when she got up early in the morning, she wanted to ask her son to go to the town to invite the doctor, but Zhang Qi said that it was too early to leave after breakfast, so she started to urge her again after the family of four had eaten.

"Mom, it's no use urging me. I don't know how to drive a car. I'm also in a hurry, but you can't let me fly?"

Only then did Zhang Liushi remember that although the two men in the family often go to town in a carriage, they are not very good at driving. In the past, she didn't think it was a problem. Someone will come to help.

But now it seems that something is not right? "Do you want your uncle to help?" She said hesitantly.

"My uncle is planting flowers over there, how can he help us when he has time?"

"Qi'er." Zhang Ruizhong scolded with a straight face, "That's your uncle and brother, how can you talk like that?"

Mrs. Zhang Liu hastily pulled her son, "Go ahead and accompany Chunyan, mother will go find someone, and she will be back later."

Zhang Qi responded and turned to leave, but Zhang Chunyan came out by herself, first politely greeted Zhang Ruizhong and Zhang Liu, and then looked at Zhang Qi and called out.

"Why did you come out?" Zhang Qi went to support her and asked with concern.

Zhang Chunyan smiled softly at him, with a little shame on her pale face, she turned her head and said to Zhang Liushi: "Father, mother, why don't I go to town with Brother Qi, so as not to trouble Brother Qi so much. "There is distress for Zhang Qi in the words.

When Zhang Liushi heard this, she felt that she was really a good daughter-in-law, a woman who would think about her own man, so she happily agreed after thinking about it.

"Alright. Why don't you and Qi'er stay in the town for a few more days and come back when you feel better. When Mother arranges the family affairs, she will go to the town to cook for you. Let's take good care of your health first."

After saying that, Zhang Chunyan also felt that this suggestion was good, and there were more food in the town than in the village, and it was convenient to buy, so she agreed happily.

The two of them who were just happy didn't notice that the father and son, who suddenly changed their expressions slightly because of this proposal, were still discussing about going back to pack their things later and find someone to help drive the car.

And earlier, the gates of the town had just opened

Two horses galloping from the north passed the people queuing up to enter the city, ran straight to the city gate, took out something at the gate to show the gatekeeper, and went straight in.

The people in and out of the queue looked at the policemen's attire of the two, and no one dared to block the way, and they all avoided the side, anyway, they passed quickly.

On an ox cart, a charming woman looked back at the horses that were going away, and turned her head to ask the driver to go faster in embarrassment.

The coachman was also in a good mood. Someone was willing to pay money for a ride early in the morning, so he flicked his whip cheerfully, and the cart speeded up a little.

"Little lady, are you going to Zhangjiacun?"

"En." The woman replied in a low voice, with a little caution.

"Is that to visit relatives?" The coachman seemed to be a talkative person.

"Yes."

The author has something to say: hey~

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Thank you very much for the nutrient solution of all the babies above~ The next chapter, the steamed stuffed bun is on the stage~