Spring in the south of the Yangtze River came early, and it was just after the New Year's Eve, and the Shaoxing Mansion was full of warm breezes.

Because the festival has passed, people who have rested at home for a winter have gone out, the plan of the year lies in the spring, although Shaoxing Mansion is nearby, it is not easy to beg for life, if you don't hurry early, you can only be pointed at by the naughty children in the village and scold the lazy.

Ou Laogen slowly lit the fire on the stove, looked up at the sky, and shook his head.

"Boss and second, if you don't get up again, I'll use a hammer to smash your ass!"

In his own home, he was not at all as cautious as he was in Yuzhang Villa, especially before this iron furnace. Hearing his roar, the eldest son and second son of his family immediately rushed out of the house.

Both of them are great young men, and they are at the age of thirsty sleep, and they are a little sleepy when they are called out by him. The eldest is a very honest one, and he has been obedient to Ou Laogen since he was a child, so he hurriedly ran while rubbing his eyes, but the second child was not, he had to slip his head a little, he looked around and shook carelessly, and muttered in his mouth: "In this hour, others are still holding their daughter-in-law at the head of the bed, Dad, you are diligent, we are much more prosperous this year, why bother so much?" ”

"Hugging your daughter-in-law?" Ou Laogen was not angry when he heard this, and a ball of flowers squeezed up on his face as if he had been carved: "Second brother, do you miss your daughter-in-law?" ”

The second child of the Ou family's face turned red, but he didn't deny it, and said with a stiff neck: "Just think about it, our family caught up with the good times last year, and we have accumulated some copper coins, and it's time to find a woman in the house!" ”

"It's just looking for a woman, it should be your brother first, you, wait for the second half of the year!" Ou Laogen smiled and scolded, his son misses his daughter-in-law, this is a good thing, he Ou Laogen has worked hard all his life, isn't it just to pass on the ancestry, but now, he has a little more hope in his heart, that is, to be able to glorify his ancestors.

The eldest and the second are no longer successful, and this life is just like him, digging and eating in two acres of thin fields, and helping the neighbors to beat iron tools in their spare time. Ou Laogen has calculated in his heart, he will send another year of ruthlessness this year, tell the eldest and second daughter-in-law, and see if he can buy two acres of dry land for them next year. All hope is in the third child, he is also angry in Zhao Jiayi, and he can get praise from Dalang almost every month.

"Daddy is thinking about the third child again." The second child pursed his lips, and was a little jealous of his brother in his heart: "The third child is blessed, he can write or not in the Zhao family, and there are three meals a day - we can eat three meals a day from morning to night, how many days a year can we eat three meals?" ”

"Shut up and work, and when you're done, follow me to the villa." Ou Laogen glanced at him: "Although we are not from the villa, we are pointing to the work of the villa to eat, and we will go to greet the widow and the little young gentleman as soon as possible, and by the way, we will also take a look at the third child." ”

The only thing that made Ou Laogen a little concerned was that even during the New Year's Festival, the villa refused to take a holiday, and asked Ou Bama to spend it with the rest of the children. It's only every three or five days that Ou Laogen and his son can go to the villa to find a few words with Xiao San. Although he felt that this was a little unkind, the thought that his son would not be as good as in the villa when he returned home, and his longing would fade a little.

The father and son were all silent when they started their work, but in an hour, the work in their hands was done. Ou Laogen packed up, changed his clothes, and was about to go out, but was called: "Ou Laogen, Ou Blacksmith, congratulations on your old age." ”

Although the voice was not very familiar, it was vaguely heard, and Ou Laogen looked at the man, but saw a half-old woman who was greased and powdered. This old woman is in her forties and nearly half a hundred years old, with half-black and half-white hair, and her face is coated with thick fat powder. Smoked by the aroma, the three of Ou Laogen's father and son sneezed in unison and stopped.

The old woman had a smile on her face, and her eyes looked left and right, like Wong Tai Sin who wanted to steal chickens. Ou Laogen thought for a while before he remembered who this old woman was: "It was Duan Seventeen Niang who sold flowers, Seventeen Niang has always been a little stranger, how can I have spare time to come to this poor blacksmith?" ”

Ou Laogen is not a sharp-tongued person, and the reason why he has prickly words is because he has dealt with this Duan Seventeen Niang, but he has made a mess. Three years ago, when his eldest son was eighteen years old, he asked this Duan Seventeen Niang to be a matchmaker, wanting to ask for a daughter-in-law for the boss. As a result, Duan Seventeen Niang accepted his thank you gift, but he didn't do anything, and when he came to the door, he was counted down by Duan Seventeen Niang.

Ou Laogen is not a small-minded person, but at that time, Duan Qiniang's words were so poisonous that he made this iron-clad man hide in the house and cry for a night, so he still remembers it.

"Yo, look at the style of our old roots now, it's really different when it's developed, I think you called Duan's mother when you saw the slave family." Duan Qiniang's skin was twice as thick as the powder on her face, and the thorns in Ou Laogen's words didn't hurt her at all, she twisted her bucket waist and glanced at her with a wink: "Lao Gen, the slave family is here to congratulate you today." ”

"What do I have to congratulate?" Ou Laogen said with a twisted eyebrow.

"There is a girl's family who has taken a fancy to your eldest man, and asked me to pass on a message, intending to marry your family, do you say that you should congratulate or not?" Duan Qiniang threw a wink at the boss of the Ou family as she spoke, and the boss of the Ou family trembled, and his face turned red in an instant.

"My family is a poor blacksmith, how can anyone look down on me." Ou Laogen shook his head, and said angrily: "Why did Seventeen Niang come early in the morning to make fun of my family." ”

"You old roots, pretending to be poor in front of the old lady, your family weighed more than 20 catties of meat for the New Year, which one of these neighbors has you rich?" Duan Qiniang smiled "charmingly", not only did she not charm the Ou blacksmith, but she was shocked by the countless dandruff of the Ou family's father and son.

"What do you mean by that?" Ou Laogen was silent for a while.

"The slave family is here to report the good news, and your old root doesn't want to drink with me a glass of light wine?" Duan Qiniang's eyes were already aimed at the animal skin in the hands of the Ou family's eldest son: "This inverted spring cold is extremely hurtful, and the slave family's old cold legs are also guilty, and I need such a piece of fur to wrap it, Ou Jialang, give me this fur - this is a fox skin, right?" ”

This fox skin was exchanged by the blacksmith Ou from a nearby Orion, and was to be presented to Yuzhang Villa. Although he is not a guest of the villa, he was thanks to the villa last year, so he did not dare to slack off in etiquette. Seeing that Duan Seventeen Niang stretched out his hand to snatch the fox skin, Ou Laogen snorted, and his eldest son immediately took a few steps back, dodging Duan Seventeen Niang's fat and fat hand like a toad.

"My boy, but I don't dare to bother Seventeen Niang." Ou Laogen said lightly: "We have something to do today, and we have to hurry, Seventeen Niang is kind, so I can only understand it." ”