For Zhang Chu, moving is not a big deal.

After all, the tables, chairs, benches, bedding, clothes, pots and pans on this side of the old house...... Zhang Chu doesn't need it!

On the side of the new home, Zhang Chu is prepared according to the hardcover room where he moved in, even if there are any small things, it is easy to purchase.

So he thought very simply, thinking that as long as people passed, it would be considered a move.

However, when it came to the day of moving, he couldn't help it at all.

"Old lady, this quilt is torn, don't you?"

"Yes, how expensive cotton is, this quilt is mended, it is still very warm, take it away. ”

"Old lady, do you still want this pickle jar?"

"Yes, this is still the time when our mother and I first arrived in the sycamore and settled down, I picked it up from the cattle and sheep market, and people can't forget their roots...... Little bear, be light, don't break it!"

"Old lady, forget about this cutting board, I'll see how many are ready for the new house!"

"If you want it, what a good wood, cherish it, it can be passed on to several generations!"

Zhang Chu sat in the yard, helplessly watching his old lady commanding the younger brothers to move the rags to the ox cart one by one, and there was an urge to light the two ox carts with a fire in his heart!

I'm a dear mother, such a good house, are you going to move these rags into it?

He can't help it, the old lady who has always said what he says is what, in the attitude towards these rags, she is extremely stubborn, no matter what he says, she is reluctant to give up these rags!

What else could he say?

It's good that the mother is happy!

"Chu'er ......"

When the things were almost moved, Zhang suddenly hesitantly approached Zhang Chu and called him in a low voice.

Zhang Chu raised his head to look at her, and said weakly: "Mother, are you still reluctant to have anything?" It's okay, let's move over together, these two ox carts can't be loaded, and my son will send someone to pull two ox carts over." ”

Well, he resigned himself to his fate.

"No, no, no, there's nothing to move. ”

Zhang shook his head, then hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Chu'er, it's a big deal for us to live in a new house...... Can you carve a spiritual position for your father and your eldest brother, and our family will enter the house neatly? ”

As she spoke, she looked very uneasy, her gray sideburns fluttering in the bitter north wind, like a reed in August, so fragile that a gust of wind could knock her down.

She was afraid to hear impatient and unhappy words from her son's mouth.

I am even more afraid that my request will make my son embarrassed and cause trouble to my son.

Zhang Chu stared at her, his nose suddenly soured, and there were some ripples in his eyes.

He suddenly found that his gaze never seemed to rest on the old woman.

His heart is big.

He wants to be the eldest brother, he wants to be the hall master, and he wants to be a master.

He always had so much to do.

Practice martial arts, do business, win people's hearts, and deal with church affairs......

In his eyes, there are stars and seas.

And in her eyes, there is only him.

He was used to her silence.

Anyway, she's always been there.

Anyway, no matter how late he comes home, there is always a bowl of hot rice in the pot.

He never seemed to know about her life.

Her joy, her anger, her sorrow, her sorrow...... It had never been like a serious thing in his mind.

Even such a major event as his brother's spiritual position, he has been in the business for so long, and he has never thought of it.

It was still necessary for her to ask for her opinion in such an uneasy whisper......

This son of his own, is very incompetent!

He looked at her and grinned: "Mother, do you still need your orders for such a big thing, my son has already gone to find someone to carve it...... Second brother, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you go and ask Carpenter Liu to bring back my father's and brother's spiritual position? By the way, by the way, please invite another gentleman to come over and lead my father's and brother's spiritual position into the new house!"

"Huh?"

Yu Er, who was commanding many younger brothers to move, was stunned when he heard the words.

Did the hall master tell me this?

Didn't you?

It wasn't until Zhang Chu glared at him that he reacted, and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, it's the negligence of the subordinates, and the subordinates will go and ask the eldest master and the eldest young master to come back!"

Did the hall master tell this?

Heavy or?

It's important to make the old lady happy!

Zhang smiled, she stood on tiptoe and straightened Zhang Chu's sideburns, her eyes glistening with tears.

......

"Bang bang. ”

The sound of festive firecrackers once again spread throughout the sycamore.

The plaque of "Zhang Zhai" with gold characters on a red background written by Liang Wufeng was hung on the lintel amid the sound of firecrackers.

Zhang's holding two pieces of spiritual seats that had just been made, surrounded by the group of half-grown children that Zhang Chu had gathered, stepped into this big mansion with two entrances and two exits for the first time.

She looked here and there with a smile, touched there, a little restrained, and kept whispering something in her mouth.

Zhang Chu leaned over and listened to it, then left quietly, without disturbing her to talk to her father and brother.

Today is the real joy of housewarming.

But there weren't many guests.

He invited Liang Wufeng, but Liang Wufeng was old after all, and his body was weak, so he couldn't blow the north wind, so he could only ask Fu Bo to send Zhang Chu a door plaque.

The other bigwigs in the hall wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to him, the newly appointed hall master, but they were all rejected by Zhang Chuwan, he was happy today, and he didn't want to see those eyesore.

Almost all of the people who came today were his former little brothers.

Including Li Gouzi, who was seriously injured in bed for many days, he insisted on letting the little brother carry him over, and Zhang Chu couldn't stop him.

As soon as the firecrackers went off, a group of second-rate people, in groups of three or five, hooked shoulders and backs, swayed the local goods as congratulatory gifts, and walked to Zhang's house with the pace that the six relatives did not recognize, and it seemed that it was not Zhang Chu who lived in the big house, but them.

Except for them, Zhang Chu only invited one person.

Zheng butcher in the cattle and sheep market.

Before he joined the Black Tiger Hall, he tasted the miscellaneous soup business, and there were so many butchers in the cattle and sheep market, only Zheng butchers were willing to give him pigs on credit.

Zhang Chu is a person who holds grudges, who wants to provoke him, he is thinking about how to return the favor all the time.

He is also a person who remembers well, and if anyone helps him, he will never forget that person if there is a little benefit.

A gilded invitation written by him was delivered to Zheng Butcher's pork stall with great fanfare at noon, when the cattle and sheep market was at its most trafficked.

An invitation doesn't mean much.

But when there is only this invitation in the entire cattle and sheep market, the meaning of the representation is too much!

At least, from now on, whoever wants to fight Zheng Butcher's crooked idea must first weigh Zhang Chu's weight.

Zheng Butcher is also an informed and interesting person, after receiving the invitation, he immediately lost his stall business, beckoned a few workers to carry a whole head of processed pigs, and beat gongs and drums all the way to Zhang's house.

It's another lively big fish, big meat and big wine!

Three rounds of drinking.

Zhang Chu staggered out of the hall with the wine jar in his arms, looked at the spacious mansion, and then looked at the drunks who were fighting and drinking inside, and thought uncertainly: "This can be regarded as starting a family?"

"It should be counted!"

He lifted the jar and poured a large gulp.

The crisp liquor wet his clothes along the corners of his mouth, and the rich aroma of wine enveloped him, as if he had already been drunk.

"Then set a small goal...... Let's unify the gangs in the west of the city first!"

Wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk.

Today, when the big white is floating!