Chapter Twenty-Three: The Noble
Zhang Zhaohua walked out of the grain chief's house, remembering that he didn't see the Wang family in the stove just now, and he didn't know if he had returned home, so he walked in the direction of home. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
She was thinking about things as she walked, and all the scenes that happened today were in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a little excited when she thought about it. Although she had a vicious anger just now, she also didn't quite understand why the Yue clan was so biased in treating herself.
Could it be that just because Brother Duan'er is close to him, the Yue family is so angry-Zhang Zhaohua is very sympathetic to Brother Duan'er, such a mother's treasure man has not grown crooked, it is really rare. In the same way, she is also very sympathetic to Brother Duan'er's daughter-in-law who will marry in the future, it seems that no matter how good she is, as long as she is a little close to Brother Duan'er, she will be reprimanded by the Yue family.
From the many stories I heard from the street aunt in my previous life and what I have seen with my own eyes now, Zhang Zhaohua found that she seemed to have a little fear of marriage, although her marriage was still early, but whether she could meet a good mother-in-law had nothing to do with this, if the mother-in-law she met in the future was the same as the Yue family, then what hope did she have, quarrels like this came once or twice a day, even if she took the limelight, even if her husband helped her, it would not be a happy life.
Zhang Zhaohua, who lived in the previous life, was fortunate to have not experienced the feeling of a mountain on her head, she came out of college to find a job, and she didn't even taste the taste of love, so she came to this era inexplicably.
In this era, is it possible to do whatever you want, just kidding, under the marriage concept of "the life of the parents and the words of the matchmaker", it doesn't seem to matter what choice she makes.
Zhang Zhaohua actually thought a lot in the dead of night, her parents loved her and didn't want her to marry far away, her biggest possibility was to marry to the next Lijia Village or Dingjia Village, and she could take care of it if she was not far away.
Why is it impossible to marry into this village - because since ancient times, the same surname has not been married.
"Da Ming Law" has provisions that prohibit intermarriage for those with the same surname and the same clan, and their Zhangjia Village is the surname Zhang gathered together, although they are all exiled, but the ancestral home is not wrong here, and under the guidance of the grain chief, the generations are ordered, that is, they are the same surname and the same clan.
Therefore, it is impossible to marry into this village, and the girls in their Zhangjia Village have to marry out. It is strange to say that there are quite a lot of people in their Zhangjia Village, but there are few female babies. Like the female baby of Zhang Zhaohua's generation, there are also the two granddaughters of Fangfang, Lan Lan and Uncle Zhang's family next door, one is called Zhao Di and the other is called Yindi, Uncle Zhang is the old man who told Zhang Sheng that day that he bullied Lan Lan, his three sons, the youngest son got two daughters in a row, Zhao Di is seven years old, and Yin Di is four years old.
So Zhang Zhaohua never had the idea of being able to be close to Brother Duan'er, although they can indeed be called childhood sweethearts - but unfortunately Zhang Qi and Wang don't think so.
They have the idea of marrying Duange'er, you know, although the grain chief is from their village, but the grain chief's hometown is written as a native of Yongcheng County, not Zhangchang in the southwest of the county.
Moreover, at this time, although the law stipulates that both are forbidden to intermarry, in fact, they can also marry with the same surname but different clans, just like Shanxi Zhang and Shandong Zhang, why can't they get married; in the same way, how can Yongcheng Zhang and Zhangchang Zhang, who are of different origins, not intermarry?
So as long as you have the heart, Duangeer and Zhang Zhaohua's relatives will also do it.
Seriously, if Zhang Zhaohua really married Brother Duan'er, then Zhang Qi and the Wang family would really wake up laughing from their dreams, after all, Brother Duan'er is a family of eunuchs, and their Zhang family will not be able to read for these two generations.
If there was no Yue family, Zhang Zhaohua thought about it carefully, she was really willing to marry Brother Duan'er. She doesn't have to work when she gets married, the Zhang family runs a shop at the same time, and there is a huge farm, and she can't eat it all her life, isn't she blessed when she marries?
The premise is that there is a Yue family, even if she marries, I am afraid that she will not be comfortable for the rest of her life.
Zhang Zhaohua was so cranky, and suddenly thought of the scene just now, just because the other party was dressed beautifully, riding a horse, and was a son, even if it was a little doll, it made ordinary people fearful, and Brother Duan'er was also considered to be wealthy, but it was obviously not as good as ...... Wait a minute, what is the servant woman under the stove talking about?
She said that she saw the doll coming down from the horse, Zhang Zhaohua suddenly paused, there is only one gate in the grain chief's house, and the cook did not go to the front yard, how did she see the horse, and there are also a few A long branches in the front yard to greet people, they see distinguished guests, where is the reason to lead people to the back kitchen?
Zhang Zhaohua thought about it again, and suddenly thought that if the door is spoken, there is still a door in the grain chief's house, because the grain chief is a scholar, unlike other villagers, some places are a little exquisite, such as between the thatched toilet and the house, in addition to the wall, the grain chief also insisted on building one more door to come out, I have to say that he does this reasonably, at least when the northeast wind blows, the yard will not be as stinky as other villagers.
Zhang Zhaohua remembered that the door was opened and walked forward, the left was a fenced latrine, but the right was leading to a big road in the village-
The servant woman said that she saw the horse, and she must have seen it through this small door, and this doll was afraid that it had slipped in through the small door. Zhang Zhaohua's mind turned, and a bigger question popped up.
If it is the child of an official, sneaking out of the feast and coming to the stove room to harm people, there is only one direct road from the old wall to the grain chief's house, but it is not the road facing the small door, it is not the road into the village, it is the road from the village entrance to Ningling County.
Zhang Zhaohua was shocked by his own inference - it was not the children of the officials who participated in the wine ceremony who stole the meat, but the passers-by who passed by Zhangjia Village and saw the grain chief's house busy and thought it was a passerby who had meat to eat for a happy event!
Zhang Zhaohua was startled, and hurriedly turned back to the entrance of the village, thinking as he ran, after such a long time, this meat thief would have slipped away a long time ago, right?
However, to her surprise, when she chased to the entrance of the village and walked two or three hundred meters further, she saw a team of people and horses resting under the locust tree there. There are not many people who come and go on this road, and it is especially obvious that there are more than a dozen people in their line.
Zhang Zhaohua saw their appearance clearly, and suddenly sighed in his heart, in this team, there were seven or eight tigers with bears on their backs, sitting around the big trees, their eyes were vigilant, even if they were such a girl, they were swept up and down several times.
Well-trained, Zhang Zhaohua said secretly, is it a strongman or a guard?
Zhang Zhaohua walked over slowly, she had already been discovered, and if she turned her head and ran away at this time, she would be suspicious.
When she walked in a little more, she saw two boys about her age sitting among the seven or eight people, holding the cut pork leg and eating with their mouths full of oil.
Zhang Zhaohua took a few steps further, and although she was stopped, it also allowed her to see the appearance and clothing of the two children clearly.
The two are about the same age, six or seven years old, both wearing brown clothes, which at first glance look like the clothes worn by ordinary people, but the sharp-eyed Zhang Zhaohua has already seen that this material is a strong, durable and indestructible Songjiang standard cloth, and he sees Wang's weaving this kind of cloth every day, Zhang Zhaohua naturally knows it very well.
Can the average rural child afford to wear clothes made of this standard cloth?
One of the children ate Xiangsven, but the other ate heroically, and even snatched the dagger of the man next to him, cut the meat himself and threw it into his mouth. Hearing the voice of the guards stopping Zhang Zhaohua, the two raised their heads in unison.
"And let her go," the next second, Zhang Zhaohua heard a particularly cute little milk voice: "Come on, do you want to eat meat too?"