0424 Poverty Limits Imagination

Zhang Yiming readily agreed: "Okay, go back and bring a good message to your father for the old man." ”

Feng Yin looked at the man speechlessly, why did he promise to do it so quickly?

looked like she was afraid that people would stay, which made Feng Yin want to laugh but embarrassed to laugh.

After stabilizing herself, she said: "You people in the city are busy, and my aunt also said that it is rare for the young owner to come to the countryside for a trip, and I want you to stay here for a few more days." ”

"Auntie's kind little nephew has received it, and if there is a chance in the future, the little nephew will come to disturb again."

Ding Zhencai said politely, "At noon, the little nephew ate very happily at your house, and next time the little nephew brings his own ingredients, and asks his aunt to help make it." ”

"Okay."

Feng Yin replied casually, "As long as the young owner doesn't bring some ingredients that we haven't seen, my aunt can help you make them." ”

"Understood."

Speaking of which, Ding Zhenfang still felt that Aunt Feng Yin was easier to get along with, and she spoke more casually, "Little nephew, I promise to take some ingredients that you can make." ”

"Ah, yes."

Ding Zhencai was about to get into the carriage, and suddenly thought of something, and looked at Xu Ruogu and Tang Hedu who were following them.

Seeing this, the two hurriedly straightened their chests and looked at Ding Zhencai with anticipation, "Shaodong." ”

Ding Zhenyu waved his hand: "Since the two of you are my Uncle Zhang's friends, then I won't beat around the bush with you." ”

"Young owner, please speak."

Xu Ruogu and Tang Hedu hurriedly looked at each other, their faces full of seriousness, "Little Lao'er promises to do so." ”

Ding Zhenyan glanced at Zhang Yiming: "My father has already told Uncle Zhang, you two just need to listen to my Uncle Zhang's instructions in everything." ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Tang Hedu and Xu Ruogu promised again and again, "We will cooperate with Master Zhang to get things done, please rest assured." ”

"Good."

Ding Zhenyan had a childish face, but he exuded the momentum of a superior, and with the support of the sixth son, he got into the carriage.

He was about to get out of the curtain, and hurriedly looked at Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming: "Ouch, uncle, little nephew has something to forget." ”

As he spoke, he got off the carriage again, and reached into the brocade clothes to dig out and dig, and it took a while to take out a beautiful post and hand it to Zhang Yiming with both hands.

"Uncle, this is sent by my father to my little nephew."

Zhang Yiming looked at the post and didn't immediately reach out to take it, but asked rhetorically: "What?" ”

Ding Zhenyan: "My father and mother invited my uncle and aunt to Fucheng as guests. ”

"Seven days later, there will be a full moon banquet for my sister, and I invite my uncle and aunt to bring a few brothers and sisters with me, and my nephew's family will be waiting for you in Fucheng."

Zhang Yiming was originally not going to go.

But thinking that Feng Yin wanted to investigate the market, he happened to take this opportunity to go out and have a look.

So he stretched out his hand and took the beautiful post: "Okay, the old man will go with your aunt then." ”

"Well, this trip is finally complete."

Ding Zhenyan's hands were empty, the whole person relaxed, turned around and got into the carriage, waved his hand to the couple, and urged the six sons to leave.

"Be careful on the road of the young owner."

Feng Yin saw that the carriage was gradually moving away, and still shouted very cooperatively.

"Got it."

Ding Zhenyan lifted the curtain and waved his hand here, and then retreated.

"That carriage is running so fast!"

"No, sitting in this kind of car must be very comfortable, and if you get to the county seat, it will be much faster."

"Isn't that nonsense?"

"The big man is in a hurry to make money, of course you have to hurry up."

……

Feng Yin and his wife listened to the discussion of the villagers, looked at each other, and couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

She suddenly thought of an old allusion about two peasants discussing what the emperor ate.