The scene of the endless stream of carriages in Xiahe Village lasted for more than ten days before it gradually quieted down. Zhu Ping'an's mother, Chen, didn't have time to leave the house until this time, and a few days ago, there was an endless stream of cars and people, and Chen couldn't leave the house.

Chen is in his forties this year, but he looks like he is in his thirties, especially in a good mood recently, with a round and healthy complexion and a younger appearance.

The women in the village who are the same age as the Chen family are now almost eroded into aunts by the pig-killing knife of the years, and every time these people see the Chen family, they can't help but look at the Chen family with envy, and they also praise the Chen family.

At this time, Chen always shook his head and laughed, but the joy and pride on his face could not be concealed.

Chen's life is very comfortable during this time, after the last Zhu Ping'an was lifted, the life of the Zhu family is the same day by day, and now the Zhu family has 100 acres of fertile land, and the best paddy fields have more than 60 acres, and this is not counting the donated land, if you count those, it will be more. In addition to the fields, the house has also been renovated, and it looks much better than the landlord's house at the top of the village.

Because there are so many fields, although there are people who donate and tenants to take care of it, but there are also people to watch, Zhu's father himself also likes to farm, so he stopped driving the ox cart and took care of the family's fields instead.

The job of driving back and forth to the town now falls on Zhu Ping'an's eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan, which is also a money-making job, and the Chen family is reluctant to hand it over to others.

The eldest son successfully married his daughter-in-law, although the younger couple are always tired of being together, but they have not forgotten their mother.

Especially a few days ago, the news of the youngest son Zhonghuiyuan came. It also made Chen's happiness burst.

In addition to worrying about whether his youngest son is doing well in the capital, the Chen family can be said to be happy all day long.

"Juan'er, you show us the house. Mother went out for a walk. Chen took a sole in his hand, put on a needle and thread, stood at the door and told his eldest daughter-in-law.

"Okay mother, you can bring this little bench, you will get tired after standing for a long time." The eldest daughter-in-law moved a small stool made of bamboo and caught up with Chen and said.

"Okay, you can rest in the house, stop making clothes, I've made two sets for me, your father, and Okawa. Don't get tired of your eyes. ”

Chen is very satisfied with this eldest daughter-in-law, who has a big butt and is a good child and works well. It's going to happen, too, not like Okawa's stupid wood.

"It's okay, I'm not tired mother." The eldest daughter-in-law smiled and shook her head.

"You girl. Blessed do not know how to enjoy. Listen to my mother, you can do it at any time, don't be in a hurry. Chen snorted.

"Hey."

The eldest daughter-in-law nodded and smiled shyly.

After telling his eldest daughter-in-law, Chen was satisfied, carrying a small bamboo stool, carrying the soles of his shoes and needlework, and went to the place where several women who were accustomed to meeting each other often gathered.

Sure enough, when Chen arrived. There were already seven or eight acquaintance women sitting there, or the soles of their shoes. Or spinning, or moving a big basket to sift the rice, in short, everyone sat together and chatted while doing work, and had a good time.

"Ah, Ping'an Niang, you can give it up." An aunt saw Chen coming and said hello.

"A few days ago, I couldn't get out of my house." Chen said with a smile.

"Look, it's not me talking nonsense, do you think Ping An Niang is young again?" Another aunt looked at Chen, and hurriedly pounded a sister-in-law beside her with her hand and said.

"It's not, Ping'an Niang is about the same age as me, I'm a yellow-faced woman, Ping'an Niang's family doesn't show her age at all, like a little daughter-in-law in her early thirties." The sister-in-law glanced at Chen, and couldn't help but smack her tongue all the time.

"Why, look at what you are talking nonsense, I'm in my forties." Chen's face was full of joy, but he shook his head again and again, and said with a smile.

"I'm not talking nonsense, Ping'an Niang, you just let whoever says it, you have to say it." The sister-in-law swore and said.

Everyone else nodded in agreement.

"Join hands with me." Although Chen repeatedly refused, the joy on his face could not be concealed.

Chen sat down to collect the soles of his shoes, and everyone started chatting again, don't look at it as a small mountain village, there are a lot of gossip nearby, what neighboring Wangjia Village entered a wild boar a few days ago, what kind of daughter-in-law in the village quarreled with her mother-in-law, what Li Er's sister-in-law's big dog gave birth to a litter of puppies, etc., etc., any word can make everyone talk for a long time.

Chen sat on the soles of his shoes, listened to the audience chatting, listened for a while, Chen did not hear what he wanted to hear, did not hear everyone talk about Zhu Ping'an Zhonghuiyuan, which made Chen, who had prepared a belly of rhetoric, have a feeling of dragon slaying magic, and practiced a dragon slaying skill, but unfortunately there is no dragon.

But it doesn't matter, Chan has special chat skills.

For example, now, in between the chats of everyone, Chen opened his mouth to speak.

"Auntie, you see the weather is pretty good today." Chen looked at the busy crowd and said quietly.

"yes, that's good."

"Well, okay."

Everyone looked up at the sky, nodded, and replied.

After hearing everyone's reply, Chen spoke again, his voice full and clear.

"Look at the cloud."

Chen put down the soles of his shoes, stretched out his finger and pointed to a white cloud in the sky, and then asked in a full and clear voice:

"Look at the cloud

Like my youngest son who was admitted to Huiyuan? ”

Aunts

The white clouds in the sky that Chen pointed at were embarrassed, and I just stretched them out at random, and they didn't have any shape.

Look at that cloud, doesn't it look like my youngest son who was admitted to Huiyuan? One sentence seems to be casual, but it is to the point, in one sentence. Chen's question successfully led the topic to Zhu Ping'an's Zhonghuiyuan, and the topic of everyone's chat revolved around Zhu Ping'an.

"Mmmm, yes, by the way, Ping'an Niang, your family was admitted to Huiyuan safely, when will you come back?"

"I see that many carriages have been going to your house these days, and they are all in a hurry to deliver things to your house, and they see how well they are dressed, what are they doing?"

"What is Ping'an Lang for?"

"Ping'an Niang, you are blessed, Ping'an Lang is going to be an official, right?"

Looking at everyone's gossip and inquiry, the smile on Chen's face never broke, and he answered everyone one by one, with a high spirit, not to mention how positive.

In the following time, everyone's topic will be fixed on Huiyuan + Zhu Ping'an, as long as everyone changes the topic, Chen can always use a similar method to turn the topic again, and he will never get tired of it.

PS: Although I'm a little embarrassed, I still ask for a monthly pass, and it's almost the end of the month, and everyone has a monthly pass to vote for the cold door. Seeing that the monthly pass was dropped, the tigress was a little unhappy. (To be continued.) )