Chang Sui chuckled and lowered his voice: "Uncle Qing, say that you are honest, why are you still stupid, follow the master back, even if you can't cook tea, just guarding the door is better than guarding in this empty courtyard." ”

Uncle Qing was entangled for a moment, nodded and said, "My mother-in-law is still here, can I bring her with me?" ”

Chang Sui frowned, waved his hand and said, "Also, I almost forgot that you are still dragging your family, otherwise, I'll ask the master." ”

Uncle Qing nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you Steward Sun, I am grateful for the little one." ”

After thinking about it, he stepped forward and whispered: "Isn't your sister here, in fact, I have skills in making tea, if you don't dislike it, why don't I teach your sister." ”

Chang Sui's eyes lit up, and he nodded reservedly: "Then it will bother Uncle Qing." ”

"Don't bother, don't bother, it's all for the master."

Chang Sui is satisfied, don't look at Uncle Qing and call him Sun to take care of things, in fact, he is not in charge, but he is just using his sister to serve tea and pen and ink by the master's side, which is mixed with the position of Changsui.

Uncle Qing's craftsmanship is really good, originally he was just the doorkeeper of this courtyard, but he was favored by the master because of his first-hand tea art.

He was a rough man, if his delicate sister had learned the art of tea......

Uncle Qing humbly retreated, went back to the ward to clean up, and then went to the account room to pay two strings of money.

At the corner gate, the brothers who picked the mountain spring water to sell were still squatting at the door, Uncle Qing said to the doorkeeper who guarded the door, and said in a low voice: "I'm going to leave tomorrow, the kitchen is preparing dry food, just now I saw the steward Sun next to the master went to the kitchen to get a few eggs, isn't your grandma helping in the kitchen?" At this point, you might be able to get some. ”

The porter swallowed and looked hesitantly at the door.

Uncle Qing smiled with a wrinkled face: "Don't worry, I'll help you watch it for a while, it just so happens that I have something to say to my brother." ”

The concierge knew that the person who delivered the water was from the same village as Uncle Qing, although Uncle Qing had already sold himself into slavery, but he had a lot of contact with the village.

He smiled, glanced at Uncle Qing, and saw that he was neat, except for the two strings of money in his hand, it didn't look like he had hidden something, so he nodded and said, "Then I'm tired Uncle Qing, don't worry, I'll take more from the kitchen in a while, and share a little with you." ”

Uncle Qing nodded happily, swallowed his saliva and said, "Then thank you, I haven't eaten meat for two days." ”

The porter ran away happily.

Uncle Qing pushed open the corner door and went out, gave the money in his hand to the other party, and said with a smile: "Our master said that he will need water tomorrow, you remember to send it early." ”

Qiao San happily took it, dismantled a string of money, picked up five copper plates and stuffed them into Uncle Qing's hand, and said happily: "Uncle Qing, after your master left, we broke off the family's business, you are familiar with the city, and if you have a new way in the future, you should remember to introduce it to your nephew." ”

Uncle Qing glanced at the courtyard, and after receiving the money, he said, "I'm afraid it won't work, the master likes my tea art and says he wants to take me away." ”

Qiao San was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then what should my aunt do, she is still waiting for you in the village." ”

Uncle Qing lowered his eyes and said, "I am a slave, so naturally I have to listen to my master, so I don't know if the master is willing for me to bring your aunt with me." ”

Qiao San stuffed the money into his arms, picked up the wooden barrel and said with a smile: "The masters of big families are merciful, and most of them are willing. Uncle Qing, my nephew thought about it just now, this water has to be picked up from the mountain, and then it can be sent to the city. I see that the weather is not very good, and I am afraid that it will rain at night, so I will bring you water tonight, so as not to delay the affairs of the old man tomorrow. ”

Uncle Qing bowed, "Then go, I'll talk to the stewards, and I'll prepare the water vessel in a while." ”

Uncle Qing watched Qiao San leave, then turned around and closed the corner door, and sat there waiting for the porter to come back.

The porter guarding the corner gate was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and it was when he was hungry that he slipped into the kitchen, and his grandmother saw him, and immediately gave him a look, telling him not to go into the kitchen, but to wait outside.

Then he wiped his hands, took a few white flour steamed buns from the steamer, took three hard-boiled eggs, and quietly pulled a piece from the smoked beef......

Grandma stuffed the things into her grandson's hand and whispered, "Why did you come here at this time, you take these to eat first, come to grandma's room later, and grandma will prepare some things for you to bring." ”

Seeing that her grandson's face was a little sallow, she touched his face and sighed: "It's really pitiful, at that time, Mrs. wanted to choose someone to come and serve the master, so I wanted to beg not to let you come, because your father was black-hearted and rotten, for fear that the credit would be robbed." ”

She gritted her teeth and said: "This credit is so good, not to mention that the master is in a bad mood because of the young master's death, and he is often beaten and scolded, just say that this climber and wade through the water, in case you have to have a water and soil disobedience......"

The porter stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, and when he saw his grandmother crying, he immediately tore out a piece of beef and stuffed it into her mouth, and said, "Grandma, don't worry, I'm strong, it's okay." ”

Grandma wiped a handful of tears and said: "It's your Uncle Qing who showed you the door again, go quickly, remember to give him a steamed bun and eggs, I listened to the meaning of the above, he also wants to go with us, he likes you, and you also take care of each other on the road." ”

The porter scratched his head and asked, "Isn't he from Suzhou, why does he want to go with us?" ”

Grandma sighed and said, "They are all sold into slavery, where are the people?" Wherever the master tells him to go, he will naturally go. He is also a poor man, and this uprooted man may not be able to return in the future. ”

At this time, Qiao San was running out of the city with his younger brother and went straight back to the village, only to reach the entrance of the village, and he was seeing Lao Zhongbo being surrounded by people.

Their village chief patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, we will plant this land well, and we will never dare to live up to my aunt's trust." ”

Uncle Zhong nodded with a smile, and when he looked up and saw the three Qiao brothers flying up with a bucket, he waved with a smile and said, "Aren't these the two boys of the Qiao family, what's the matter, the water is sold out?" ”

Qiao San and Qiao Si sniffed their hearts, and ran over panting: "Uncle Zhong, we have to pick up mountain spring water to enter the city again." ”

"Business is so good, it's almost afternoon, and someone wants water?" ”

Qiao San wiped the sweat on his forehead, gasped: "Just today, the Cui family master that Uncle Qing found for us is leaving tomorrow, so we want to bring some mountain spring water to make tea on the road, and we have made an appointment to use it tomorrow, but we are afraid that we will not be able to deliver it in time tomorrow, so we want to send it over at night." ”

The villagers were all surprised, "This rich and noble family is different, it has to be mountain spring water to make tea, and if you want me to see this river water, it is not bad." ”

Old Uncle Zhong looked at the faint eagerness on the faces of the two of them, and asked with a smile, "Are you Uncle Qing okay?" This business is thanks to your Uncle Qing's help, and you will have to honor your Uncle Qing in the future. ”

Qiao San perked up and immediately said, "That's right, but Uncle Qing said that the master of the Cui family likes his tea-making skills and wants to take him away." ”

"Ah, Uncle Qing is gone, what should that aunt do?" The villagers were in an uproar, although Uncle Qing was sold into slavery, but his wife was not, and now she still lives in the village.

Uncle Zhong then understood why the two were so anxious, he thought for a while and said: "Don't worry, I heard that Master Cui is from everyone, and he must be sympathetic to his subordinates, if Uncle Qing is unwilling to leave, he should not be reluctant." ”

But in fact, Uncle Qing knew that Uncle Qing was only afraid that he would not have the right to say "no", and Cui Jie would take Uncle Qing away, which none of them expected.

After all, Uncle Qing is the original subordinate of the other courtyard, and generally speaking, the master's family will rarely take away the subordinate who was bought outside, not to mention that Uncle Qing is still the subordinate left by the previous family.

Uncle Zhong smiled and said to Qiao San: "You go to fetch water first, don't delay time." ”

He turned to the village chief who sent him off and smiled: "I'll go to the other courtyard to see my aunt and grandmother first, and I won't talk to you." ”

The village chief hurriedly bowed down to see them off.

Last year, the son of the landlord of the landlord's family, who was an official outside their village, had a big accident outside the village and urgently needed to use money to turn over, so he had to sell a large piece of land at a low price.

Many people in the city are dying to lower the price, and the landlord has no choice but to ask for the Lin family's courtyard, but he didn't expect Aunt Lin to pay for his land at a fair price.

Most of the villagers in the village are tenants of the landlord's land, and they were afraid that they would not be able to buy it by others, but they didn't expect it to be bought by Aunt Lin's grandmother.

Now they are all tenant farmers of the Lin family, and Lao Zhongbo is the one who is in charge of this area, because in the early years, Lao Zhongbo's mother was a person from their Qiaojia Village.

Everyone is more or less related to the old loyalist.

Uncle Zhong climbed into the donkey cart and said to the coachman, "Go to the other courtyard, hurry up." ”

Whether Uncle Qing will go to Cui's house or not, how he will operate if he doesn't go, and how he will deal with it if he goes, these are not up to Lao Zhongbo alone. Jiukan Chinese network debut

Every nail that is put in another house must be seen by my aunt and grandmother herself.

Lin Qingwan obviously didn't expect Cui Jie to want to take people away, she frowned and said, "Uncle Qing is not suitable to go to Cui's house. ”

Uncle Lao Zhong nodded, "It's not suitable, after a long time, I'm afraid that something bad will happen, and his mother-in-law is still in the village." ”

Lin Qingwan thought for a while and said: "Ask him, if Cui Jie has to take him away, if so, he won't move, I'll find a way to intercept the person here, if not, give him silver, let him find someone who can take care of things, and stay quietly first." ”

Uncle Zhong was anxious, "How is my aunt going to intercept people?" ”

Lin Qingwan smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, I won't come forward in person, Cui Jie can't suspect me." ”

Isn't there still Cui Ling?

Even if it was exposed in front of Cui Ling, she couldn't let Cui Jie take Uncle Qing away, he was worried, and he had no training, once he left Suzhou, he was afraid that he would show his feet.

Not only will he die, but all the arrangements she made in advance will be in vain.

Uncle Lao immediately got up and said, "Then I'll call someone to tell him." ”

Lin Qingwan bowed, "Bring him some silver, he has a mother-in-law here who is known to everyone in the other courtyard, and it is understandable that he doesn't want to leave." ”

Uncle Lao Zhong answered, paused and asked, "Yesterday, he asked Qiao San to send me a message, asking Wuyang where he wanted to come and slam the ground?" ”

"No," Lin Qingwan thought for a while and said, "Tell him not to do it tonight and clean up all the traces." ”

Lin Qingwan sneered: "Now it's myrrh, and Wuyang can't sleep peacefully." ”

Nightmares can also become habitual.