Chapter Eighty-Eight: Realistic Villagers
The people in the village began to believe one thing, the smoke from the ancestral tomb of the Han family was really because of Han Beiqing.
"I didn't believe a word at first! Who would have thought that the ancestor would appear for a girl's film. Even my blind mother-in-law said that it was Han Xiu who was about to be lifted."...
"She is a girl, and sooner or later she will get married. Even if it is promising, it is the power of the in-laws. Who would have thought that.....
"They all say that good people have good rewards, and this is really not a lie. She saved a kid and casually fed him for a few days. The parents gave such a big house to live in, obediently, what kind of life is this!"
Zhang's clever mouth let Shangxi Village know that the Han family is blessed because of the blessing fruit. Everyone praised Han Beiqing as a lucky star, and he cleverly wanted to keep this lucky star in his house.
While Mrs. Han hadn't left Shangxi Village yet, someone was busy asking for relatives.
"Ouch, when you're gone, I won't even have anyone to talk to in this village."
There are old people in the village, under the pretext of being reluctant to Mrs. Han, who came to her hand and sighed. I don't know, I really think that the two old women are old girlfriends for decades, and they have a deep affection.
"It's not like I'm not coming back. This house was bought when my son got married, and I have lived there for so many years, so it is natural that I should come back to see it from time to time. And it's not far away, so you can go into the city later, and you can take it to my place to rest and see me."
Mrs. Han was still wearing the clothes she usually wore, and there were two patches on her knees. The momentum is as usual, and there is no arrogance after the nouveau riche gets rich.
"Oh, you're so right. In the future, I'm going to have to go to your house to disturb you." After speaking, the old woman looked around, and asked as she looked, "Why haven't you seen your Qiniang for half a day?"
Previously, Mrs. Han always warned her family not to call Han Beiqing by her nickname, but to call her ranking. The family always can't remember that they are uncomfortable, but since Han Beiqing got the gratitude of the nobles.
There is no need to tell it, the whole village calls Han Beiqing Han Qiniang.
People, you have to have strength at any time.
Since she came to see Han Beiqing, Mrs. Han also understood something in her heart. smiled slightly, and said politely, "There are always good little sisters who want to say goodbye, so let them talk about themselves."
The old woman who came showed disappointment in her eyes, and asked unrelentingly, "Since Qi Niang has left, she will come back often in the future, right?" The cotton cloth in my house was given to her in the past."
"You can rest assured. My two sons are still in the village. According to the previous price and quality, you can just hand it over to the third child."
This means that Han Beiqing will not come back in the future. It's better to keep your mouth shut.
The old woman left unhappily, leaving Mrs. Han to ponder for a long time.
When Han Beiqing came back, he saw his grandmother still sitting in the hall in a daze.
"Grandmother, what happened?"
Looking at her granddaughter who was squatting in front of her like a big girl, Mrs. Han was in a trance for a while.
"Grandmother?" Han Beiqing stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Mrs. Han's eyes.
"Nothing." Mrs. Han looked a little tired, as if she didn't have any energy.
"Something is wrong, did someone come in the afternoon to make my grandmother unhappy?" Han Beiqing glanced at the tea set that had not been taken away and the dim sum that had half a plate left.
"There's nothing unpleasant, it's just that my grandmother didn't expect that in just a few years, my girl will grow up."
Han Beiqing understood in his heart that there was another person who didn't have long eyes and wanted to propose.
"Even if I'm fifty or sixty years old, I'm your most beloved granddaughter." Han Beiqing squatted in front of Mrs. Han, holding her grandmother's old rough hand and putting it on her face. kept rubbing his grandmother's rough old hand with his delicate face.
"I am a blessed future to one day enjoy the filial piety of my granddaughter." With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Han thought of her husband who died early, remembered the hard work of raising her three sons alone, and then looked at her granddaughter who was as tough as a vine in front of her.
He smiled and said, "You don't need to choose any auspicious days. Tomorrow morning it's dawn, so let's go."
"Why?" Since you have invited half an immortal to count the good days, why did you change the hexagram again? Isn't that money spent in vain, this is not like Mrs. Han's style.
"If you don't leave, you won't be able to stop in the village. Forget it, the left and right houses can't be emptied. From time to time, let your uncle come over and sweep and sweep, don't be empty, that's it."
Mrs. Han only said that she would let her eldest son come over and clean up, but did not mention her younger son. I'm afraid that I also know that Han Laosan and his family are unreliable, if they come to see the house, the family can let the Zhang family vacate.
Early the next morning, Mrs. Han packed up and went to the old man's house to wake up the two of them. The whole family moved the things in the house to the carriage together, and then got on the donkey cart of Han Laosan's family.
A large family, a carriage, and two small donkey carts creaked out of Upper West Village.
"Sister-in-law, I see that the old lady didn't bring much this time. There are a lot of bedding, pots and pans left at home. Even the garlic braid hanging under the porch, I said I wanted to take it, but she said she wanted to keep it."
Zhang looked puzzled, and didn't dare to ask his mother-in-law, so he could only bite his ear with his sister-in-law Zhou: "Why do you say this?"
Zhou glanced at his younger siblings, and then glanced up at his mother-in-law sitting in front of him on the donkey cart.
He whispered, "My mother said that this house can't be empty like this. No matter how good the house is, it will slowly fall out if no one lives in it. She asked me and your brother to come over every few days to sweep and say.....
"Everyone is gone, and you two are still cleaning up? Oh, this old lady....." Zhang rolled his eyes and pouted with a look of anger: "That is, you are honest with your eldest brother, which is why you two can work." Why didn't she let me do it? Hmph, she knows, I don't eat this set with the third child."
Speaking of which, Zhang's face was ugly when he saw his sister-in-law. It seems that he is also very dissatisfied with his mother-in-law's behavior, and thinks he has found an ally. Suddenly, I had the strength and courage to complain about my mother-in-law.
"You said that the second brother is really, everyone has moved away, what are you doing with the house? If you don't give us a place to live, you want us to work. Even if they are brothers, they don't bully people like this. But then again.....
Zhang smiled disdainfully: "That house was given by his old man in the city, if he really wants to sell it for money, I'm afraid that the king's shopkeeper will not want to."
Zhou didn't say anything, seeing that her younger siblings were chattering more and more, the more outrageous they became, and the faster they spoke, the faster she spoke, so that she couldn't even interject her words.
In a hurry, she stepped forward and covered Zhang's mouth. Anxiously, he said, "It's not the one you said."
"Ah Niang said that after staying in that house for two days, she will come back."
Come back?!
Mrs. Han wants to come back and live in such a big yard by herself?!!
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