"I'm going to Ji's house..."Li Cuihua was happy, the little ink in her mind was not enough, and she subconsciously told the truth.

Then I was stunned.

However, Zhao Chuanliang suddenly squinted his eyes, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and then asked:

"What are you doing in the past?"

Li Cuihua didn't notice Zhao Chuanliang's abnormality, thinking that she had already said it anyway, so she didn't hide it anymore, and said honestly:

"Not long ago, I saw that the new fruit wine in the county was selling very well, thinking that this fruit wine was made by the Ji family, and I went over to see if I could buy some and go back to my man to taste."

Of course, Li Cuihua is lying to people, since Ma Xianfu's body is completely broken, he has been lying in bed every day.

She saw how the man looked unpleasant, and the private money was gone, so how could she buy wine for him to drink.

Zhao Chuanliang's concern was not there, he just asked with interest:

"The Ji family's fruit wine is really selling very well?"

"That's not it!" Li Cuihua didn't think twice: "Their family has a cooperation with Huajian Restaurant, the wine sells very well, and the price is not cheap, so it will take a long time to start a new house." ”

Speaking of which, Li Cuihua saw that it was not early, and she was afraid that she would have no chance if it was too late, so she prevaricated two sentences:

"Okay, Xiucaigong, it's not early now, I'll go over and see if there's any wine."

Zhao Chuanliang bowed his head, watching Li Cuihua's back disappear, and the mood in his eyes was dark and unpredictable.

But she said that Li Cuihua was here, and it was just a pretense to go to buy wine before, how could she dare to come directly in front of the Ji family?

The Ji family now hated her, and she also knew that rushing forward would only bring shame on herself.

So she just watched by the river next to her, but during this time, the Ji family was busy at home, and she didn't come out at all, so she didn't have a chance to get close to see it.

Seeing that it was getting dark, if she didn't go back, the old woman at home would be scolding, so Li Cuihua reluctantly prepared to go back.

However, it can be regarded as God's favor, she just walked over from the river, and saw a large number of jars in the courtyard of the Ji family, which seemed to have not been filled with wine.

But with so many jars, it can be seen that the Ji family has indeed brewed a lot this time.

Thinking of what the guy explained to herself, Li Cuihua's eyes suddenly lit up, and she slipped back with joy.

…

After solving Wu Er's matter, the Ji family is slowly on the right track, and the stones on the mountain have also been completed, and now more people are willing to come to repair the house for the Ji family.

The Ji family is busy every day without touching the ground, and at noon this day, the family got together at noon and just finished eating, when they saw a person standing at the door.

Mrs. Ji squinted her eyes and immediately smiled:

"Chuanliang, why are you here? What are you doing standing outside? Shikang, hurry up and invite your Uncle Chuanliang in! ”

It turned out that it was none other than Zhao Chuanliang standing at the door.

Zhao Chuanliang didn't leave the village for some reason, and he helped do things at home for a few days, which made the village chief's daughter-in-law happy and embarrassed when she met people, and Mrs. Ji also listened to it.

Mrs. Ji is a typical smart woman, although Zhao Chuanliang is a talented man, she also does not approve of people who forget their parents when they have fame.

Therefore, I was very satisfied with what Zhao Chuanliang had done during this time, and I was very enthusiastic when I saw him come to the door on purpose.

Zhao Chuanliang's face was full of smiles after being welcomed into the door, and as soon as he came in, he saw Ji Shiliang concentrating on writing on the stone slab, and couldn't help but stop in place.

"This kid knows how to practice calligraphy all day long." Mrs. Ji followed Zhao Chuanliang's gaze and looked over: "Why don't you call Uncle Chuanliang soon!" ”

"Uncle Chuanliang!" Ji Shiliang also has great respect for this talented man, and his eyes are full of admiration.

He heard that this uncle had taken the Xiucai exam, and the family's fields did not have to pay taxes, what a powerful thing, and his grandmother told him a lot.

Zhao Chuanliang's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward and touched Ji Shiliang's head.

He wore the robe most commonly worn by scholars, and the sleeves of the robe were very wide, unlike the close-fitting sleeves of the crop man.

When he touched Ji Shiliang's head, his sleeve rubbed against Ji Shiliang's forehead, Ji Shiliang looked up at Zhao Chuanliang ignorantly, but he couldn't see his face clearly because of the light on his back.

"Shiliang is smart and hardworking, if he can always stick to his heart, it may not be difficult to gain fame in the future." At this time, Zhao Chuanliang's faint voice came, and there seemed to be some encouragement inside.

Ji Shiliang is just a little doll, no matter how smart he is, how smart can he be?

In his little mind, this particularly powerful uncle in front of him praised himself.

Immediately, his excited little face flushed, and he was too shy to look directly into Zhao Chuanliang's eyes.

"This kid is quite down-to-earth, and if he enters the eyes of Chuanliang, it can be regarded as his blessedness." Mrs. Ji smiled.

She is also busy now, and now the Ji family is in an eventful season, on the one hand, she has to repair the house, and on the other hand, she is busy making wine for the Ye shopkeeper.

Even Mrs. Ji has been busy at home, and now she is on the ground to check whether the dried pears are qualified, and her eyes have been checking on the ground.

Zhao Chuanliang said with a smile: "Auntie's words are wrong, Shiliang's talent is good, what you need to study is talent..."

After he said this, his eyes fell on Mrs. Ji's side, and he said casually:

"Auntie, why does this pear have to be dried? If it had its own juice, wouldn't it be even sweeter and tastier? ”

There was only pure confusion in his tone, as if he was simply curious about the matter.

Mrs. Ji had a very good impression of him, and she had a good relationship with the village chief's family, so she answered him casually:

"This pear has to be dried before it can be put into the wine, if the fresh pear water is put into the wine, won't it spoil the deliciousness of the wine?"

"The eldest lady still wants to make wine?" Zhao Chuanliang's eyes rolled.

Mrs. Ji smiled: "No, my family's recipe has been passed down for many years, and the wine tastes so uncomfortable, and the wine taste is still strong!" Now, business is still good. ”

Zhao Chuanliang nodded when he heard this, and the topic after that always revolved around this aspect.

Ji Miaomiao, who was sitting under the eaves by her grandmother next to her, saw that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that Zhao Chuanliang, as a talented man, has an endless stream of people who come to visit him every day, so why do you want to come to their house to take the initiative to talk?

If you want to say how much he admires Ji Shiliang, it's not!

After coming over, they exchanged two sentences, more like they were made to show Mrs. Ji, and now every word and sentence revolves around their family's wine and recipes, reminiscent of Li Cuihua's style in the past, which can't help Ji Miaomiao not think too much.

Once the seeds of suspicion are planted, the more Ji Miaomiao looks at Zhao Chuanliang, the more wrong it becomes, and seeing Zhao Chuanliang frequently inquiring about the news, the alarm bell in Ji Miaomiao's heart rings.

Looking at Mrs. Ji, who was still talking without a heart, Ji Miaomiao didn't want to be in a hurry.

Milk, don't talk about it!