Feng Qixiang walked a short way into Yangjiazhuang, and a tiger-backed man in the prime of life supported an old man who was on crutches but was in good spirits, followed by men and women, large and small.

The old man trembled and bowed to Feng Qixiang, and the group followed, even the youngest child, who was only six years old, also knelt down.

The old man's name is Yang Yi, he began to serve as the head of the village at the age of twenty-four, and he was arranged by Yang Fengyu, and now he is sixty years old, and has been conscientiously taking care of Yangjiazhuang for more than 30 years. Three years ago, Steward Tong rectified other places and finally came to Yangjiazhuang alone, and the elderly Chen Facai was able to step down and let his youngest son Yang Bing take the top, and the people behind him were his sons, daughters-in-law and grandchildren.

"Get up!" Although the old man was so excited, Feng Qixiang's face was still faint.

Feng Qixiang has been sitting on the horse for a long time, in fact, he is a little unbearable, the bones of his whole body are in pain, with the help of Zhou Changle to get off the horse, he almost can't even stand on his feet, although the face is light and light, but in fact, he has been holding on.

Yangjiazhuang is the root of the Yang family, Feng Qixiang's grandmother before his death, every year will take his mother back to the Yang family Zhuangzi to live for a few days, but since his mother married in the capital, after the death of his grandmother, the main courtyard on the Zhuangzi has never been occupied, Yang Yi has taken people to repair one side every year, so that the courtyard is still standing.

Yang Bing personally led people to clean up, and quickly cleaned up the master bedroom decently, Feng Qixiang was just about to go in to rest, and Zhou Changle followed him upside down.

"Follow me!"

"Young master, the little one has to wait for you to rest. ”

"No, you still have something to do, what should you do. ”

"Ah?!" Zhou Changle was confused, he tried to think about what else he had to do, but he couldn't remember what else he had to do besides serving the young master, he was about to ask carefully, and the door in front of him was closed.

couldn't get in, Zhou Changle had to stay at the door, suddenly, he had an idea, and finally remembered what the young master wanted him to do: Isn't it just to find out the news of that girl, just say no. The young master knew that my brain was not enough, and he still played dumb riddles with me. If I don't make it clear, if I don't understand it, I'll be blind.

The kid he first saw at the gate of Zhuangzi was Yang Yi's eldest grandson, Yang Tian, who was waiting for dispatch not far away at this time, and Zhou Changle asked him to lead him around, of course, it was actually for the sake of clichés.

Zhou Changle followed Steward Tong last time, he came and went in a hurry, and he didn't have time to understand the situation in the Zhuangzi, but now he took a turn and found that the Zhuangzi was well organized. He remembered that three years ago, Steward Tong also praised Old Man Yang, it is said that the chief steward who stayed behind had beaten Yang Jiazhuang's crooked idea, and Old Man Yang did not go along with it, but also strictly guarded it, and fought against the wolf ambition with his son, and kept Yang Jiazhuang. Back then, Yang Yi also sent people to send news to the Hou Mansion in the capital many times, wanting the master to pay attention to the changes here, but unfortunately, his news did not get the attention it deserved.

Zhou Changle found Yang A and Yang B who were repairing farm tools in the lower room, while Yang Bing went to deal with the matter of hiring short-term workers for the autumn harvest. Yang Jia and Yang Yi didn't even have an atmosphere in front of Feng Qixiang, but they could talk to Zhou Changle very well, first of all, everyone has equal status and are all slaves, and secondly, Zhou Changle is good at dancing with long sleeves, and it is easy to mingle with people.

"You have been nesting in Zhuangzi for so many years?" Zhou Changle wanted to introduce the topic outward, but unfortunately he miscalculated the extent of Old Man Yang's family's "seclusion".

"What's wrong with nesting in Zhuangzi," Speaking of Yangjiazhuang, Yang Jia couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, "You see, people outside, tired and tired may not be able to eat enough, as long as we help the master to guard Yangjiazhuang, we will have no worries about food and clothing, this is the day that many people can't envy." Of course, we must not be compared with you, Brother Zhou, you are the person who serves the master, and you must eat and drink spicy food every day. However, we like farming, let us serve the master, we will not be able to do it......" Zhou Changle said in exchange for Yang Jiabalabala, so that he couldn't pull it.

"You don't care about the things outside?" finally caught a gap, and Zhou Changle hurriedly saw the stitches.

"My father told us not to associate with the people in the village, they are not kind, and they will bring trouble to Yangjiazhuang. Especially that Lizheng, wilted and wilted, always want peaches...... "Yang Jia and Balabala said, from his father Yang Yi inadvertently got five peach tree seedlings, talking about the long distance can not send fresh peaches, can only be made of preserved peaches and sent to the capital Hou Mansion, from Zhu Lizheng somehow knew this peach, coercion and temptation, do everything, if the peach tree is not successful, you need peaches, and finally as long as you get a few peach pits, when it comes to them also use peach pits to plant, the peaches that bear fruit are far less good than the five peaches. The five peach trees in Yangjiazhuang are not ordinary peach trees, and the peaches they bear are sweet and big peaches. Peaches can often be sold for one or two pieces of silver in the market, and they are often priceless.

Zhou Changle came to fetch peaches last year, only to know that the preserved peaches that the young master had given him before were actually made of precious peaches, and he chewed peonies like a cow every time, so regretful that he howled a few times.

Yang Jia was still talking, Zhou Changle felt that he had really met a nemesis, just when he was drowsy, Yang Jia's mother-in-law Zhou appeared, she came to ask Zhou Changle, what is the master's preference in eating.

Zhou Changle got up in a hurry and said that he would go to the kitchen for guidance.

In the kitchen, Yang Yi's mother-in-law, Fang, had already cooked food. Zhou Changle said some of Feng Qixiang's preferences, and by the way, he also included his preferences in the master's preferences, which made Zhou sigh in his heart: Young master, this is too picky eater!

Zhou Changle guarded the door and Zhou's homely conversation, Zhou and Yang Jia are worthy of being two people, they are very able to talk about the master, unlike Yang Jia, Zhou's is quite familiar with the affairs of Qingshan Village, it turns out that the vegetables in Zhuangzi are handed over to Aunt Chang in Wuli Town to sell, every time Zhou goes to help pick vegetables, Aunt Chang in order to shorten the distance between each other, every time she picks vegetables, she talks hard about the gossip outside.

Aunt Chang's two concubines, one is stuffy, and the other is deeply disgusted with people and things outside Zhuangzi, but Aunt Chang is full of gossip and has no place to fall, and when she meets Zhou Changle, who is full of interest, how can she not vomit quickly, that is, Zhou Changle, and the people next to her come, she still dare not gossip with her.

After Feng Qixiang rested for a while, his body was not so uncomfortable, as soon as he got up, Zhou Changle, who heard the sound outside, came in and carefully served him to freshen up, "Young master, you are better, the little ones are scared to death by you." Before Doctor Zheng develops the antidote, you better take it easy. "Ordinary people don't talk to their masters like this, but who made him Zhou Changle who lacks roots, Feng Qixiang is not annoyed, Zhou Changle's complaints have never been able to enter his ears.

After waiting for Feng Qixiang to finish washing, Zhou Changle also finished complaining, but Feng Qixiang looked at him silently, as if waiting for something, Zhou Changle had to tell him about Chen Yuehe one by one, he didn't directly say that the other party might have gone to the county seat female household, afraid that the young master would burst his blood vessels, starting from the Chen family, pulling some sympathy points. Feng Qixiang wanted to interrupt him and let him go straight to the point and say where Chen Yuehe lived, but listening to it, he was full of doubts in his heart, "Are you sure that the oppressed, timid and cowardly Chen Yuehe you said was the girl that day?"

"Young master, don't interject, I'm talking about the wonderful part, talking about this Huang family's ......" The incident itself is full of ups and downs, and Zhou Changle is also very performative, telling Chen Yuehe's tragic situation in a full voice, as if he saw it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears.

"Linuhu is indeed like what that girl can do, but how can it be like a different person before and after......" Chen Yuehe's matter does sound very miserable, but Feng Qixiang is even more puzzled that a person can change so much.

"I must have felt that I had nothing to love in life, so I broke the jar and broke it. The girl's family actually wants to set up their own door. Young master, do you think she is very pitiful......"

"Chen Yuehe you said was very pitiful, but that girl looked good that day, where was it pitiful?!" Feng Qixiang was furious and yelled at Zhou Changle, he couldn't combine the people who saw and the people who heard them into one, "Something must have gone wrong, you go and inquire again." ”

"Young Master......" Zhou Changle didn't want to be a long-tongued woman anymore, and looked at Feng Qixiang with resentment, and the latter directly gave him a back.