Sending the money, Su Wen dragged Aunt Chunyan home. In fact, it is to let Aunt Chunyan help lead the way, and it is also a big pit to cross over without the memory of the scumbag ex-wife. But it's all here, and it's useless to complain, you can only live your life.

Looking at the house in front of her, Su Wen was a little comforted.

When the village was full of mud and straw houses, the Su family actually lived in a big tiled house. A row of five tiled houses with a small courtyard. A pomegranate tree was planted in the yard, and a small table was placed under the tree.

It seems to have been mentioned in the book that the mother of Seven Golden Flowers was an educated youth who went to the countryside back then, and she had two coins on her, and it is estimated that this house was built by her mother with money.

No wonder Zhao Jiangang racked his brains to stick her, it turned out to be to plan the house.

Don't look at just five tiled houses, it was a coveted fortune in the countryside in the seventies and eighties.

"Don't worry, girl, I will definitely explain this matter to you clearly today, and I will definitely not let people discredit you." Wang Chunyan and Su Wen's mother were good sisters at the beginning, and she was able to marry the village chief because Su Wen's mother taught her to read and write, so she was valued by her mother-in-law.

So over the years, the Su family has been able to help.

"Why don't you eat at my house, I'll cook two dishes for you." Su Wen greeted warmly, and also wanted to take the opportunity to get more news from Wang Chunyan's mouth. Although she knew the plot in the book before, there was a gap between it and the reality.

As soon as Wang Chunyan heard that Su Wen wanted to keep the meal, her face was very strange, she squeezed out a smile stiffly, and left in a hurry. Su Wen stood in place confused, and thought about it for a long time before she suddenly realized.

It turned out that the original cooking skills were the first in the village, and they were not less gossiped upon.

How dare Wang Chunyan eat the food she cooks!

The gate of the yard was hidden, Su Wen pushed the door open and went in, and found that the house was very clean. The middle of the five tiled houses is used as a hall, and the table of eight immortals for eating is placed against the wall, and the benches and chairs are very old and even have missing legs.

The one on the east side has two wooden beds and straw mats. By the window, there were old and blackened tables and chairs, piled with books, leaves, old shoes, and other things.

There was a mess of debris around the corner, and Su Wen had the urge to throw all the debris out.

The layout of the other rooms is similar.

She didn't look dirty the most, and her grandmother used to hoard plastic bags every time she bought vegetables in her rural hometown, and she was reluctant to throw them away. There are plastic bags everywhere in my house, and I can't use them up for ten years. As long as she goes back to her hometown to see her grandmother, she can at least throw a cart of things out of the house.

The yard is fairly clean. The door of the first room on the west side of the hall is open, and there is a straw mat on the ground facing the door, which is estimated to be where Su Xiaomei lives. The second room is where the original body and Zhou Hengyang live.

The separate room on the east side against the courtyard wall is the kitchen, which is slightly lower than the main house.

Su Wen grew up in the countryside since she was a child, and she relied on struggles all the way to gain a firm foothold in the city, buy a house and a car. Now that she has returned to the countryside again, although the conditions cannot be compared with when she was a child, there is nothing uncomfortable.

She is an idle person, and she cleans up the front and back of the house neatly. Scrub the kitchen stove again, and when everything is busy, the sun is shining overhead. In those days, few families could afford clocks and watches, and all they could know about the time was to listen to the village radio or see where the sun was shining.

It was estimated that it was almost eleven o'clock, and the people who had worked in the fields to earn their share of the work were coming back.

I haven't eaten yet! Hungry rumbling.

Su Wen was about to get something to eat, when she saw Su Xiaomei running in sweating, looking at Su Wen with a vigilant face after entering the door, and said cautiously: "Sister, money...... The money has been given to Zhou Hengyang. ”

"Why do you just call your name? Why don't you call brother-in-law? ”

"You don't let you shout." Su Xiaomei looked innocent.

Su Wen couldn't wait to give herself a slap, pulled Su Xiaomei to sit down on the lame chair, and asked her about the situation.

"What did your brother-in-law say?"