Chapter Eighty-Nine: Joy

After returning to the village, Ye Qi and the others came to Zhou Chu's house. At about four or five o'clock at this time, the smoke of cooking was already rising from every house. Walking on the path at the edge of the village, you can smell the aroma of food wafting from all around.

Occasionally, a few domestic cats and dogs popped out of the road, but Liu Qing was scared. Even if there are cats and dogs in the city, it is impossible to let them stumble around in the community like this, otherwise they would have been caught by the dog team.

In the courtyard of the Zhou family, the old village chief of Zhou is leisurely leaning on a rattan chair smoking a dry cigarette, and there is an old-fashioned radio at his feet, which is babbling and singing Peking Opera. Seeing five young men come in, he slowly put out his pipe and pinned it to his waist, turned off the radio, and stood up with his hands propped on the armrests of the wicker chair.

"Da Chu and his granddaughter-in-law are back. And Xiaoqi, how did you choose the land you want to contract? "Although the old village chief is old, his body is really tough, his ears and eyes are clear, and he is not as old as other old people who have lost their teeth.

"Grandpa, Xiao Qi has taken a fancy to the land over there of the Holy Lake, can we go and discuss it with Zhazi Village?"

Zhou Rong looked at his grandson, and then walked over, his wrinkled old face wrinkled: "The land over there is not very easy to manage!" I know the old man's temper very well, he would rather let that fertile land be left unplanted than take advantage of us. ”

"Why don't we give him some money and let him give the land to our village." Liu Qing has adopted the usual thinking of urban people, thinking that as long as there is money to pave the road, everything is easy to do.

"How can it be so easy, he can't get by with face, and it has nothing to do with money."

This peasant family is a good face, and the things on this face are more important than money. The most feared thing of the villagers is to be poked in the back, especially a group of old ladies and daughters-in-law who can poke things the size of sesame seeds into the sky.

The ancient village chief refused to give up the land of the Holy Lake to Jinsha Village, and in turn Zhou Rong also refused to give up. If anyone is relieved, they will not let the mothers-in-law of the three villages laugh at them? When the time comes, where will they put their faces as village chiefs?

"Ouch, the little Qimo girl is still here, then I'll add a few more dishes, and you can stay together for a meal before leaving." Chu Xia happened to come out of the kitchen, with a white cloth apron tied around her waist, and the smell of vegetables still lingered on her body.

"No need Auntie, we'll go back after talking."

"Look at you, are you still polite to your aunt, your brother and sister and Da Chu are rarely back, and we are also chatting at the dinner table today." Chu Xia didn't give him a chance to continue his defense, twisted his waist and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

"Your aunt is right, what are the folks in our township polite."

Even Old Man Zhou Rong said so, if Ye Qi and the others were polite, it would really be too pretentious. And it is common to eat at home like this in the countryside, and everyone does not have so many rules and politeness.

Due to the large number of people, everyone moved the place where they ate directly to the courtyard. Dinner is usually very early in the village, when the sun is still hanging in the west and the courtyard is bright.

Soon a table of dishes was ready, and Zhou Chu's father, Zhou Dayou, specially took a few jars of rice wine and warmly beckoned everyone to take a seat.

The farmer's food is not as fancy as the hotel, but it is very hearty. Stir-fried choy sum, egg dumplings, cucumber in sauce, braised potatoes, scrambled eggs, steamed yellow croaker, stewed chicken soup with winter melon. It is a stir-fried braised meat and vegetarian food, steamed and stewed.

"Come, let's have a few drinks first." Zhou Dayou picked up the wine jar, filled it with all the gentlemen present, and then picked up the bowl in front of him and took a sip, the action was clean and neat.

Zhou Chu, Ye Qi, and Tusheng were influenced by him, and they all learned like that, raising the pottery bowl and drinking the wine in the bowl. And Zhou Rong is very old, and he can't compare to these young and middle-aged old men, so he just picked up the wine bowl and took a small sip.

After three bowls of wine, several gentlemen had a bit of alcohol. Zhou Dayou no longer persuaded to drink, but instead beckoned everyone to hurry up and eat vegetables. Anyway, rural people are like this, acquaintances must go through the scene when they meet three bowls of wine, which is also to give face to the host's family. After three bowls, everyone will get up at will, and they will drink as much as they want, and the host's family will not be difficult for the strongman.

After drinking wine and eating vegetables, this appetite is also open. And the people in the village are all natural and pollution-free, and the taste is naturally so good that there is nothing to say, even if it is not the chef's skills, it is also mouth-watering. It's like which vegetables are sold in the market, either out of season or genetically modified, and this is added and that, and people who are not sick will have to get sick if they eat too much.

"Mom's cooking can be compared to that of a chef."

Liu Qing, the daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door, has a very smooth title for Chu Xia, and there is no gap between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law miraculously. Chu Xia is quite satisfied with this daughter-in-law, sensible and filial, without the spleen and surname of the city lady.

"If you like the dishes made by your mother, then you should marry my family Da Chu quickly, so that you can move over justifiably, and your mother will make you delicious food every day."

"Hey, I want to, too, but it depends on what my parents mean." Liu Qing spoke, but her eyes kept staring at the dishes on the table. As if to say, even for the sake of these natural and delicious meals, it is quite worth marrying yourself off.

"Qing'er, you and Da Chu are not too young, you should have a son and a half daughter to add some joy to our old Zhou family." Old man Zhou Rong values the inheritance of incense the most, and being able to watch his own incense continue in his lifetime is better than anything else for him.

"Grandpa, let's just talk about this in private."

Old Man Zhou said it so bluntly that even Zhou Chu, a man, couldn't help blushing. Not to mention Liu Qing, a little woman who has not yet left the pavilion, her face is so red that she is comparable to the sunset on the horizon.

But blushing is blushing, no matter what Miss Liu says, she is from a police background, and her ability to bear it is naturally stronger than that of ordinary women.

"I like children too, but I can't have them until I get married to Da Chu. Otherwise, if you get pregnant before marriage, you will be talked about, right? Rural people generally do not allow a woman to get pregnant before she gets married, these are unwritten rules.

Zhou Rong saw that this granddaughter-in-law was so sensible, and laughed heartily: "Haha, it's still the granddaughter-in-law who is sensible, and she has to hide what Da Chu says." All of us here are acquaintances, and there is nothing to say that is not disgraceful. Besides, giving birth to a child is an honorable thing, where did we come from without a mother. ”

After Zhou Chu was lectured by the old man, he suddenly became a good baby. It is estimated that in the long run, Liu Qing's status in this family will be higher than his.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, everyone is eating and drinking, and the food is not delicious when it is cold." Chatting is also about moderation, and some topics don't need to be talked about in depth.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, and when everyone was full of food and drink, Zhou Rong brought up the matter: "Xiaoqi, the matter of contracting the fields is indeed a bit troublesome, or tomorrow you will go with me to Shangzhazi Village, let's go and discuss with Lao Gu." ”

"Then it's going to trouble Grandpa Zhou." Ye Qi also knew that it was not easy to take down that piece of land, and it was up to everyone to agree that Old Man Zhou could agree.

Zhou Rong listened to him so politely, waved his hand and said: "You and my grandson are polite when I see it, you and Da Chu have grown up wearing a pair of open crotch pants since childhood, no matter how you say it, you can be regarded as half of my grandson, how can there be trouble between my family and not trouble." Haven't you lived in the city for a long time, and you're alienated from an old man like me, aren't you? ”