Why did he come back, didn't he miss Wang Yongzhu and was reluctant to separate?

I thought I would come back this time, and I could only live for a few days, and then I had to go back to the county alone, and I was lonely at night, the quilt was cold, the tea was cold, and I had a daughter-in-law and no daughter-in-law. ranwe?n?ｗ?ｗ?ｗ?．? ｒ?ａ?ｎ?ｗ?ｅｎa`ｃｏｍ

Unexpectedly, there is such an unexpected joy?

Thinking about it this way, he was grateful to Wang Yongfu and the Lin family, if they hadn't made such a fuss, his mother-in-law would not have been annoyed to go to the county seat.

If the mother-in-law doesn't go to the county seat, Yongzhu will naturally not go, although it is very shameless to say it, but, cough cough, a manly husband, as long as the daughter-in-law can go back with her, it doesn't matter what the reason is.

immediately stepped forward attentively: "Yongzhu, if there is anything else you want me to help with, I'll help clean it up." ”

Wang Yongzhu looked at Song Chongjin's courteous appearance, and he didn't have eyes to see it.

But she also knew that Song Chongjin was happy, so she went with him.

The little husband and wife, you commanded me to pack up, and even such a tedious thing as collecting luggage became sweet for a while.

While packing his luggage, Song Chongjin told him everything about going to town today.

Wang Yongzhu nodded: "Thanks to Lizheng today, the matter is done in Ming'er, and I have to thank him!" It's the town's clerk, who will come tomorrow, and will have to be entertained. ”

Song Chongjin only nodded.

When it was time for dinner, Wang Yongzhu said that there would be a document in the town to measure it tomorrow, and Mrs. Zhang quickly had an idea.

"Ming'er is invited to accompany me and cook a few good dishes! I went to buy some fish and meat early in the morning, and we also killed one chicken, as well as last year's cured meat, and we can also make a table of noodles when we clean up. Chongjin is drinking again, and he has to let the family eat well if he says anything. ”

Everyone agreed not to mention the matter.

The next day, when it was almost noon, the clerk hired a carriage to arrive, and when he saw Song Chongjin waiting at the entrance of the village, he jumped down from the carriage very humbly.

took Song Chongjin's hand and called Brother Xian.

I think I went back to do my homework yesterday, and I know that Song Chongjin is now a showman, and his wife is the powerful girl of the Wang family, and the girls in the palace who dyed the cloth like it, I heard that this year the town intends to compile this Wang Niangzi into the county chronicles.

Such a person, how dare he offend a small clerk? Didn't you hire a car to come here at dawn?

Thinking that he would definitely not be able to go back today, the clerk had already instructed the coachman to pick up people in a day.

When you take a small parcel from the wagon, you have to pay the coachman.

Although Song Chongjin doesn't talk much, he is not a person who does not understand the world, at this time, he naturally will not let the clerk pay for it, and directly took out a handful of copper coins to the coachman, so that he can pick it up tomorrow afternoon.

When the coachman saw that there were dozens of copper coins, which was the income of one or two days on weekdays, he immediately smiled and promised to go back.

The clerk followed Song Chongjin to the village, and there was nothing special all the way, and after a few turns, a large courtyard appeared in front of him.

It made the clerk stunned, this high wall, this courtyard, compared to the houses in the town, is no worse.

muttered in my heart, could this be the Wang family?

Sure enough, Song Chongjin took him directly into the backyard of the Wang family.

Tables and chairs have been set up in the wing room in the backyard, and in the courtyard, Li Zheng is chatting with the three brothers of the Wang family who are accompanying him.

Seeing that the clerk came, the diligent Jinhua had already brought the Facebook to me and asked the clerk to freshen up.

When the paperwork came out, the table was already full of dishes, and Li Zheng, Song Chongjin and the Wang brothers were standing next to the table and waiting for him.

On the table, in the middle of the table is a pot of old hen soup, bright and golden, exuding an attractive fragrance, sprinkled with a layer of green green onions.

Green Pepper Omelet, a golden omelet, finely chopped green pepper crumbs are dotted in between.

The fish head is stewed with tofu, the fish head is fried until it turns yellow, and then the white soup is boiled, and the tofu is cut into square pieces and put into the soup, and the delicious soup has already been absorbed.

The fat and lean sausages are cut into thin slices, showing an amber transparent color, the bacon has five layers of three flowers, after steaming, the fat is transparent and crystalline, the lean meat is firm and elastic, and the potato pieces are padded underneath, which absorbs enough fat dripping from the sausage and bacon.

With a few side dishes, not to mention in the village's house, even in the town, it is also an extremely decent meal.

The clerk's family background is average, and almost the whole family depends on his little money, and he has to calculate his food and clothing on weekdays.

Although I had a good meal in the restaurant yesterday, this farmer's simple and not fancy meal is more appetizing.

Everyone sat down separately, poured a glass of wine for each person, and the clerk excused himself a few times, only saying that he would go into the mountain and drink and make a mistake.

Song Chongjin didn't persuade him, but the chicken soup and fish soup, the clerk drank two bowls bitterly, and only ate his mouth full of oil and red face.

The soup was full, and the tea was brewed, and the greasy in the mouth was relieved, and the clerk sat in the yard, but he couldn't help the oil, and the life of this village was so solid, it seemed that the life of the people in their town was not as good as the countryside.

It's just a little sigh, look at the sky, and still worry about business, and the clerk also took the initiative to enter the mountain.

The brothers of the Wang family heard that this sister and brother-in-law were going to buy a mountain and said that they wanted to build a tea garden, although they didn't understand it very well, but their sister had always had a good eye, and they didn't doubt it, but they were busy with Zhang Luo.

For such a major event, the Wang brothers left Wang Yongfu at home to collect the mountain goods, and Wang Yonggui, Wang Yongping and Song Chongjin accompanied the documents into the mountain.

Li Zheng thought about it, since he wanted to be close to Song Chongjin, he naturally had to help to the end, and he would also accompany him into the mountain.

And the men, taking with them rations, flints, knives, and bows and arrows, went into the mountain.

When the clerk first entered the mountain, he was still quite interested, and those who didn't know him pointed to ask for advice or two, and he also made a lot of poetry, and read two sour poems to the mountains.

Originally, he was a little complacent, but the people around him, the Wang brothers only knew a few words, although they had heard Wang Yongan say it before, but they all forgot it, and then Wang Yongan never mentioned it at home.

Naturally, I don't know how to do poetry, I just think that this reader can't talk well? What is this poem, I can hear every word clearly, why don't you understand the meaning of the connection?

It happens to be a little ink in his stomach, not to mention that his son is studying at home, and he has read a few lines of poetry at home, but he understands that this is poetry, but he doesn't understand it, he just thinks that he doesn't understand it, and he thinks it's good, and he shouted a few words of good.

The clerk looked at Song Chongjin expectantly, of course he knew that among these people, if anyone could appreciate his poems, it was naturally the talented Song Chongjin.

Others say yes, it's all soulless sycophants!

Song Chongjin looked at the anticipating document expressionlessly, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and ignores his conscience, and praised dryly: "Okay"