Chapter 117: Pickled vegetables for rice
Zhou is the main bookkeeper.
Mrs. Zhou stood at the door, frowning and looking at Zhou who came back with two big jars, "Erlang, when did the Zhong family next door pick up you?" β
Mother's words are really not good, Tuesday said, "Mother, you are really, how bad it is to say, their family went to Fucheng to play and happened to meet me, fellow countryman, I took them to visit Luming Academy, and they became familiar." β
If the Zhong family was affected by the pond fish, he would hide it, and he didn't want his family to worry.
"What? You don't know them well, just say hello and show face, and accompany them to the college, you are a showman, not to mention the loss of identity, the study is delayed, and the Zhong family is also so blind. Speaking of the back, Zhou's mother tone became stern.
"Mother, I was resting that day, and I was idle, and I was invited to dinner."
Mrs. Zhou disagreed, "Erlang, it's not that my mother restricts you from knowing people, you know what the situation in his family is, a businessman who does business, your father is the county lord, and some people always approach us with some purposes, so you must be careful." β
"Mother, they all said that they met by chance, it's not good to pretend not to know, I think the Zhong family is enthusiastic and open-minded, and there won't be those strange thoughts."
Mrs. Zhou shook her head and disagreed: "After all, you have been immersed in studying all year round, how do you know that people's hearts are sinister, after all, you can just be polite when you meet in the future, don't make deep friends." β
Tuesday gave a perfunctory "um".
He knows his mother's thoughts, but he just looks down on others. Suddenly I felt a little bored, and I was about to go back to the house with two jars.
Mrs. Zhou hurriedly covered her nose and stopped: "Wait, you don't want to take pickles to the school, right?" β
"Ah, yes." What's wrong with that?
"Then what's going on, Holy Land of Reading, what are you doing with all that vulgar pickled stuff?" Mrs. Zhou was angry that the Zhong family approached him, and her tone couldn't help but bring resentment.
Tuesday smiled and said: "Mother, our family also eats pickles, why did they become vulgar pickles?" My son eats the food in the school every day, and he is about to vomit, so he just eats some pickled vegetables to eat. I saw that some students also brought it, and they also gave it to their classmates and masters to eat, really, it was very popular. As he spoke, his footsteps moved quickly towards the room.
The mother's words were really a bit heavy, and it was not good to talk back to her mother, so she had to finish speaking, and quickly slipped back to the room without waiting for Mrs. Zhou to say anything.
Mrs. Zhou blocked her chest in one breath, up, can't go up, can't go down, can't go down.
She understands her own son, the eldest is filial, the third and fourth are also intimate with her, the second is both intimate and filial, but he is too attentive, as long as he thinks the right thing, it is difficult for you to reverse his mind, and it just so happens that her son is the best among them.
No matter how much it is her own son, Mrs. Zhou will be angry and pass, but the Zhong family next door used to just respond in her heart, feeling that being a neighbor lowered her status and unwilling to deal with it, but now, she is both defensive and disgusted with the Zhong family in her heart.
"Mother, why are you standing at the door?"
As he spoke, a young man of medium stature, dressed in a shirt, walked in. Looking at the age is slightly longer than Tuesday, the face is a little similar, it is Tuesday's eldest brother, Zhou Du.
"Da Lang, where is your father?"
"Isn't the new county official coming to take office, and the county official left him to talk to the warden about something. How many of them are there? "They call themselves younger brothers and sisters.
"Erlang is holding the pickle jar in the house, your sister is a bookworm in the book again. Chong'er, who knows what to do in the house. β
What does it mean to stay in the house with a pickle jar? Zhou Dalang listened to his mother's words, and there was a deep resentment.
Without waiting for him to ask, Mrs. Zhou said, "Hurry up and go back to the house to see your daughter-in-law and children." After speaking, he ignored Zhou Du, turned around neatly and went back to the house.
Zhou Dalang was stunned, what's wrong with my mother?
"Xianggong, Xianggong."
The daughter-in-law Fan was at the door and whispered to Zhou Dalang to enter the house.
Zhou Dalang's daughter-in-law is a delicate little beauty, her son is not yet a year old, and there is still a little postpartum plumpness on her body and face.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm afraid I'm angry with my second child."
Zhou Dalang wondered, "It's impossible." β
Fan smiled and studied what he had just heard.
Zhou Dalang laughed, "What's the matter, it's worth being angry." β
Fan glanced at his father-in-law, smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, but did not squeak.
Of course, the son feels that his mother is good at everything, and his mother-in-law has the strongest desire to control, and she will be very unhappy if she disobeys her mind for a little thing.
Things are small and can't be smaller, but Erlang, who has always had the greatest expectations, is a little out of control, and with his mother-in-law's temperament, it's normal to be angry.
The Zhong family next door was also unlucky, and they did bad things with good intentions.
The fourteenth day of the first month.
The Zhou family next door sent Tuesday away early in the morning, and the first month is expected to be the unified start time for school.
And at noon at Lao Zhong's house, Zhen Caimai came again, and he didn't go out at noon, Lao Zhong entertained everyone at home, and then took everyone to the eastern suburbs after eating and drinking.
He stared at the clothes of Zhen Caimai and his colleagues, and felt very strange, he knew from the house next door, isn't it just the guy who is digging in the soil and doing some small business and turning over, he has no background, how can he have anything to do with the people in the barracks?
He turned around and asked the concierge, "Is there anyone from the barracks from the Zhong family next door?" β
The porter often looks at the door and knows it, "If you go back to the master, there are often, let's come two or three times a month." His family was selling pickles to the barracks. β
"Oh?"
Suspicion flashed in his slitted eyes, and seeing that Zhong Defu and those people seemed to be talking and laughing, they were obviously very familiar. Looking at the clothes of the people in the barracks, even if they are military attachΓ©s, they must not be in the stream. But to be able to enter the barracks and do business, I'm afraid there are other harder relationships in it.
Forget it, it has nothing to do with you.
Guo Dian's mind was put down for a moment, and he was still busy going to the office.
The rookie county official is coming, and all aspects have to be carefully checked again, and the caliber of the people below must also be right, although he is not afraid, but he is also careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship.
I wonder what the temperament of the county magistrate who will take office will be? Do you get along well? I'm afraid of a greedy one.
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Not long after Lao Zhong left, the Yang family sent the second egg, and this time the uncle and the big egg came to send it.
Zhong Xiaohe found that every time he changed people, he was afraid that his grandmother's family would seize the opportunity, and everyone wanted to fight for this opportunity to come out and shop.
"Big Egg is going to take the county exam in February, why don't you prepare for the exam at home? What are you doing when you come out, see if the child is frozen. Yang asked while rubbing his hands against the big egg.
Big Dan said with a non-acting face: "Come here and familiarize yourself with the place where you are familiar with the exam." β
"It's a bit early." Even if Yang doesn't know about scholars, he knows that he can't be familiar with farts now.
"Hehe, I can't pass the test anyway."
This kid is telling the truth. Yang glared at him.
Although everyone is prepared for him not to pass the exam, they still don't like to listen.
The children's test is divided into two exams, namely the county test and the government test, and the children who go to the village and town private school have a good chance of passing the test. Some people may not be able to pass the entrance examination.
Big Egg is already talented, and he doesn't care much, so trying to take a test can be regarded as an explanation that he is about to say goodbye to his reading career.