(292) scourge

The two little girls followed their daughters to the racecourse, Zhang Facai didn't want his talented son-in-law to pick up the burden of buying vegetables and doing rough work, he felt that it was too damaging to his image, and he volunteered to go by himself, but was stopped by Zhao Chengcai.

Zhang Qingting also disagreed, "How can there be a reason for the younger generations not to work, but to let the elders do it?" Dad, you are sitting at home, boil this marinade in a big pot of water first, and wait for us to come back, and then we will be ready to cook. Xianggong, you go and change into short clothes, you can't go if you dress like this, and others don't look like you."

"Then why don't my son-in-law wear my clothes? Save you the trouble of going up and down the stairs again."

Zhang Facai was about to take off his old cotton clothes and put them on Zhao Chengcai, but he saw Zhao Chengdong pick up a burden and come to the door. On one end was a cage of seven or eight chickens, another basket of eggs, and at the other end hung a basket with winter vegetables such as radish and cabbage on the bottom, and a large plate of freshly baked hot tofu on top.

"It was sent by my mother, if it is not enough, I will go to the house to get it. I know I'm going to go shopping today, so let me help too."

This Zhao Wang's family is not old and confused, and what he has done is quite satisfying. She also knew that now that there was a horse farm, the family was not enough, so she called her youngest son up early in the morning, and she couldn't be too lazy when she should be diligent.

There's no need to fight over who picks, the two younger brothers are just right. Zhao Chengcai didn't need to change his clothes, plus Zhang Luo's, and the five of them went out together.

The business in the vegetable market is so good that it is as if it doesn't need money, even if the poor people have a little spare energy, they have to cut a knife of meat and go back to live for the New Year.

Since I came to this vegetable market, people gave me cheaper ones to look at Zhang Qingting's face, but this time, it was more aimed at Zhao Chengcai. Along the way, someone greeted warmly, "Teacher Zhao is here, is it good to do well at home?" What else do you want to order? Of course you have to be the best and cheapest."

Zhang Qingting glanced at Xiucai, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that could not be concealed, and he enjoyed the discounts with peace of mind. It's still very good to be a lady of a college master

Soon, the large basket on the flat shoulder was full, and it was pressed out of a curved arc heavily. Thanks to Zhang Luoche, he also pulled a big basket out, but he soon couldn't fit it again.

The market is not open until the fifteenth day of the Chinese New Year, and there are so many people in the horse farm at home who want to eat and drink, and they are not afraid to buy more, but they are afraid of buying less, and in the end, almost everyone carries a lot of things on their shoulders.

When he finally felt that it was almost over, Zhang Qingting pushed Xianggong when he returned home, and went to the Fang family next door to help Zhao Yulan. Zhao Chengcai understood, followed his younger brother, and packed a lot of things for the family.

It is much better to let Zhao Chengcai come forward to divide than for the Zhang family, and besides, they are not in front of him, so Zhao Chengdong can discuss with his eldest brother what to take.

Zhao Yulan was also a busy scene there, she was right, the end of the year was approaching, and there were a lot of people who came to buy pastries. Xiaoqing and Xiaoyu are all there to help, but they can't do it. Under the guidance of her sister-in-law, Zhao Yulan herself also learned from the council, made a booklet, wrote down all the income and expenditure, and who came to her to help, and planned to pay the people who helped.

When Zhao Chengdong left, the family here picked up the remaining ingredients. The marinated stew, the stewed stew, the cold and the frozen, the things are not afraid of being bad, and they are hung on the rope under the corridor.

On the 26th, it was Zhao Chengcai's turn to go to the racecourse.

Zhao Chengcai has not had time to come to the racecourse to stay in the racecourse these days, so he took advantage of the leisure today to help finish the work together, so he found Yan Bowen to chat with him, talk about the affairs of the capital, and relieve his nostalgia.

Zhang Qingting specially called the little servant Fuqing to inquire about any recent changes in the racecourse.

"There really is" Fuqing had already held back his words, so he waited for the housewife to come and tell her, "Just a few days ago, two passers-by suddenly came to the racecourse, saying that they wanted to beg for saliva to drink." It was just in time for me to be on duty that day, so I gave them hot water. But they asked me about Brother Ali, and I pretended not to know anything because you told me last time. When I asked him where the two of them were, they wouldn't say, because the accent wasn't local. When they saw that nothing was asked, they left. I've been paying attention for the past few days, and I've not come back. ”

That should be the person sent by Yan Bozhai, right? But his own brother has fallen to such a point, can't he let it go?

Seeing Zhang Qingting's eyebrows frowning slightly, Fuqing thought about it, hesitated and mentioned it again, "Boss, there is still a matter, I think I should tell you about it." ”

"Let's talk about it."

"Aligo...... He seems to be homesick" Fuqing's eyes darkened, quite sympathetic, "He hasn't slept well these times, he often talks in his dreams at night, calling his mother One night, I also saw him crying secretly......"

Zhang Qingting sighed secretly in his heart, but looked at Fuqing's expression and remembered something, "Fuqing, are you homesick?" ”

Fuqing was stunned for a moment, and immediately shook his head, "The uncle and the proprietress treat me so well, how can I be homesick?" I don't want to."

Zhang Qingting smiled tolerantly, "It's normal for people to be homesick, there's nothing to be afraid of this big New Year, if you don't want to, that's a lie, don't be restrained, tell me, where are you guys originally home, do you remember who there are at home?" ”

On the same day, Zhang Qingting temporarily decided one thing, these little girls in the family, including the two girls, allowed them to send a letter to the family to report their safety. Then a hanging of money was sent from the wages distributed by each person under the year, and Zhang Qingting gave each family a New Year's goods. If you wait for a time when the family is not busy, they are allowed to take turns to go home and visit.

Before leaving, as soon as this matter was announced, several little guys all cried, knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Qingting to thank him. They are all so poor that they can't be sold to become slaves, but as long as they still remember their home, how can anyone not miss their relatives? Being able to meet such a reasonable housewife and allowing them to walk around with their families is a blessing they have cultivated for several lifetimes.

On the way back, Zhao Chengcai sighed with emotion and really praised Zhang Qingting. Zhang Qingting snickered, "How can I be so kind, I obviously want to buy people's hearts"

Zhao Chengcai noticed a trace of tears from the corners of her hidden eyes, and secretly praised in her heart, this lady's kindness is always hidden in the depths of her heart, and she is unwilling to forgive people at all, and she can't help but say softly, "Even if you are bought, it is rare for you to have this heart"

When I got home, I did it just in time. The family couldn't help nodding their heads, feeling that it was very appropriate.

It wasn't until the evening that Zhang Qingting told Zhao Chengcai about Yan Bowen, "Look, how should this matter be handled?" Originally, I wanted to let him follow Aunt Niu to the capital, but now, it seems that it is better to be motionless than quiet. ”

Zhao Chengcai nodded, "If it's nothing at every turn, you can send someone to visit this younger brother generously, what's the big deal?" If you want to be so sneaky, you say, won't his brother really lack virtue so much, and still frame his own brother? ”

"I hope it won't, but I've already told Fuqing, no matter where Ali goes in the future, there must be someone around him, and our racecourse, we must also be vigilant. Now for the New Year, there are few people in the racecourse, although there are black tigers and those puppies watching, in the end, human nature is cunning, if something happens, it's hard to say that there is also that Xue's, I just bumped into it a few years ago, but don't look for our discomfort"

Zhao Chengcai pondered for a moment, "Now that we are all on vacation, it is better to let Baozhu and Jixiang go to live in the racecourse, except for the thirtieth day, we are not good to pass, and we must not be lazy at the rest of the time."

"I thought so too, I saw a lot of things at home in the past few days, so I brought them back. Ming'er let them live over there, and asked their father and mother to go to Fang's house to live and give those two girls courage. ”

After the little two here finished talking, in the distant capital Chengping, there were people who couldn't sleep late at night.

Yan Mansion. Outer study.

The crow's eaves were covered with a thick layer of snow, like an overwhelmed bird with its wings tied, looking helplessly at the sky. A little lone lamp under the eaves reflects the black back on the window lattice, which is not weird, even if the huge cloud-swallowing beast-shaped smoke cage in the house reflects the spring in the room, but it can only cover a small world, but it can't get rid of the overwhelming cold.

Qiu Sheng has been a housekeeper in the Yan Mansion for three years, although the time is not long, but no one dares to disobey. Because everyone knows that he is now the number one celebrity under the eldest prince of Yanfu. And this Yan Mansion will sooner or later belong to the eldest prince.

Ever since Yan Bowen, the only sister-in-law of the old lady, committed an accident, all the subordinates have recognized this fact. It's just that some of them still have other thoughts for a while, and the years when the old man is sick in bed and the wife is trapped in the inner house have gradually stopped. The sky of the Taishi Mansion can't be changed.

At this time, it was already late at night, and Steward Qiu put a good hot kang and didn't drill, but he was waiting here, what was the matter?

Qiu Sheng quietly looked at the red charcoal fire in the smoke cage, and he might as well be out of his mind. It's really good charcoal, the silver frost charcoal of Shanggong, it burns without any peculiar smell, and there is not even a trace of smoke. This is the emperor's compassion for the seriously ill teacher, and it was specially given to the Taishi Mansion. Of course, it can be used in the outer study of the Taishi, even if the Taishi has not been here for a long time, but who can say anything?

On the faces of Zhao Chengcai and his wife, a sneer suddenly appeared, a sick tiger is really worse than a big cat

"Got the message?" The heavy door curtain was lifted, and Yan Bozhai walked in wrapped in a thick mink fur and walked in with a cold air.

"Yes" Qiu Sheng responded first, and then reluctantly used his eyes that were a little dizzy from the fire to focus on the master's focus.

Yan Bozhai sat down in the hall, and with one look, the servants quietly retreated.

Only then did Qiu Sheng begin to speak, "The pigeons that have just come back have been checked out." He really hid in the house of the couple surnamed Zhao, and now he is a steward in their family's small horse farm, and he has changed his name to Ah Li. The people did not dare to be alarmed, so they only found a place to settle down near the left, waiting for your instructions. He paused for a moment and said, "Forgive the small one for being too talkative, keep it, it's always a scourge."

(PS: Thank you, little pink cinnamon, I want to double change next month, do you support it?) Hey hey) ()