Chapter 238: It's Too Fake

"Either way, just be careful. You don't have to worry about family affairs, if there is really something, I will ask my father or my fifth brother to help. ”

Zhao Zhengyang said this, Yun Xiu could hear it, he was asking her to relax when he was not at home.

Zhao Zhengyang asked her to relax, and she also had to let Zhao Zhengyang relax. After all, it is more dangerous for him to run errands outside, and if he worries about things at home again, it will tire him down.

Holding Zhao Zhengyang's hand back, Yun Xiu smiled at him.

Looking at her little face, Zhao Zhengyang only felt warm in his heart at the moment, "When I went to the town today, I bumped my head with Brother Kun, and he got the news from above and told me that the price of grain and salt in the country will grow wildly for a while, so in two days, let's get some grain and salt." ”

It just so happened that their family was going to build a new house to deliver materials to their home, and they took this opportunity to prevent anyone from finding out even if they had more food and salt.

Otherwise, after a month or two, the price of grain and salt will rise, and although you can buy grain and salt with money in your hand, it will be much more expensive than it is now.

"Well, good. The money is in a chest and you need to get it. ”

These things, Yunxiu consciously can't get involved.

Since Zhao Zhengyang said so, she could only nod her head and agree.

The clothes, cloud embroidery was cut quickly.

Zhao Zhengyang brought warm water, Yunxiu washed his face, brushed his teeth, and changed a basin of water to soak his feet, and then got into the quilt and into Zhao Zhengyang's arms.

The two hugged each other greasy and crooked for a while before panting and falling asleep.

The next day, before dawn, the two got up. Without breakfast, the two of them felt old. As soon as they arrived at the old house, they wrapped white cloth around their waists, wore filial piety hats, and began to work after finding someone to eat.

Today is the day of Gao Xiaoyun's burial, and some of them are busy.

The chef who is in charge of the funeral banquet also came early, and as soon as he arrived, he put on an apron and began to prepare for the funeral banquet that he would eat at noon.

The three concubines of the Zhao family and the Gao family all came to help.

Yunxiu found a good job, that is, to sit in front of the makeshift pot stove and light the fire.

The two cauldrons were burned at the same time, but it was difficult for them to overwhelm Yun Xiu.

On the contrary, it makes her happy, after all, she doesn't have to be cold when she sits here.

Zhao Zhengjun led Zhao Zhengyang and the four of them to set up the tables, chairs and benches borrowed from the village in the courtyard, and then took shovels, bamboo baskets, ropes and other tools, and led several men in the village to go out under the leadership of Zhao Decang.

As soon as they left, when the time came, people began to enter the house one after another.

Zhao Dequan and Zhao Deqiang helped to greet him.

It was almost noon, and there were already many people in the courtyard, and at this time, people from Gaojiazhuang came.

Within three days after Gao Xiaoyun's death, only Gao Xiaojuan stayed in the Zhao family with a purpose, and the others didn't even see a figure.

Even if Gao Xiaoyun is buried today, they will come late.

As soon as they came to Zhao's house, they pretended to kneel in front of Gao Xiaoyun's spirit one by one and cried loudly, crying and shouting, the appearance was very heartbreaking, but Yunxiu saw that none of them had tears on their faces.

That's too fake, isn't it?

Yun Xiu glanced at them, stopped looking at them, and honestly continued to burn the fire.

In the middle of the afternoon, the courtyard was basically full of people, some of whom were relatives and friends of the Zhao family, and some of whom were neighbors in the village.