Hometown timidity.

In Rongcheng, the surname Rong is the majority.

The full name of the Rong family is Rong Ruo.

She hadn't heard her full name in years.

It wasn't until a woman shouted from a pork shop in the distance that Yourong realized that many of his worries were superfluous.

Her sister is still the same as always.

The appearance is changing, the local voice is changing, and the friendship between sisters remains the same.

"Ruoruo, is it really you?"

There are several mountains between Rongcheng and Zhangjiazhuang.

In this era of underdeveloped transportation, a big mountain is enough to completely cut off family ties.

Under the pork shop, a stout woman rolled up her sleeves and prepared to close the stall, and then saw a familiar face.

No matter what has become of the Rong family, the familiarity between relatives is enough to recognize people at a glance.

"Your figure is still slender and slender, but my sister has eaten fat and round!"

The woman laughed at herself, and her words instantly made Yourong no longer worried.

"Sister!"

Yourong exhaled, and he was also smiling for a while.

Ignoring the woman's greasy hands, she gripped them tightly.

"Back then, I asked you to go to the tofu shop, my sister was in charge of the pork shop, you were good, you went to the mountains and went freely, my sister didn't have tofu to eat, so I had to eat the rotten pork that couldn't be sold every day!"

The woman's surname is Rong Mingli and she is Zhang Xuezhou's aunt.

Rong Li's introduction also let Zhang Xuezhou know what a solid family in the city is.

It's not that he looks down on selling pork, it's just that there is a slight difference between this kind of honest family and Zhang Xuezhou's imagination.

"Don't underestimate the meat seller, those who can fix a place in the city to sell meat have a bit of ruthless means, and they can't hold it down if they can't stand it" Zhang Zhong said in a low voice: "I kidnapped your mother and ran away, and your aunt chased me for more than 30 miles with a pig-killing knife!" ”

"Then you really have an unforgettable time!"

Zhang Xuezhou sighed, and Zhang Chong immediately saw Rong Li there honestly.

Before Rong Li could get angry, Zhang Zhong pushed Zhang Xuezhou to the front.

"Eldest sister, look at your nephew, look handsome!" Zhang Zhong said flatteringly.

"This is my eldest nephew? It's good that I didn't look with you! ”

Rong Li was close to Yourong's family, but she was not so kind to Zhang Chong, but she finally didn't fight with a pig-killing knife.

"My nephew is handsome, tall and white, and the big girl in the city is afraid that she will get lovesick when she sees you!"

Rong Li looked at Zhang Xuezhou carefully, and saw that Zhang Xuezhou did not shy away from her greasy hands in the slightest, so she was satisfied.

The details know the character, her nephew is not bad, and she is still connected by blood.

"Let's go, close the stall, let's go home!"

Rong Li didn't ask about it, and began to pull Zhang Xuezhou's hand to lead the way.

"Your father and mother probably never mentioned to you, our Rong family has been killing pigs in Rongcheng for generations, as long as you follow your aunt, your aunt will keep you able to spread the pork in the south of the city!"

Rong Li stretched out her hand and pulled Zhang Xuezhou's right hand, only to feel that although Zhang Xuezhou's arm was white, the strength contained in it was not weak.

If Zhang Xuezhou is in charge, he will definitely be able to kill pigs and skin them alone.

She only felt that Zhang Xuezhou was a good material for killing pigs, and immediately arranged Zhang Xuezhou's back road.

"Auntie, I still want to read and learn words," Zhang Xuezhou muttered.

"What books to read and what words to learn, those poor sour recognize a few words, but they can't even afford to eat meat every day, they are hungry and become ribs, my aunt told you, there is no future in reading, and killing pigs is stable!"

Rong Li's exhortation was bitter, obviously she had seen too many poor scholars picking and searching in the pork stall.

After seeing a lot, Rong Li didn't think much about reading.

Most of the people who mix well will be a gentleman in the future, continue to teach those poor scholars, and squeeze the scholars' families with little surplus food.

There are thousands of roads, and there is a dead end for studying and fame.

In this Rongcheng, there are too many young people who want to pay homage to the prime minister, but Rongcheng has never had any big officials.

Seeing that the scholars have changed wave after wave, and many people have been ruined for a lifetime, Rong Li does not want Zhang Xuezhou to take such a hard road.

"Our Han Dynasty wants to get fame, but it's not okay to have no backing behind it" Rong Li said: "Just like we opened this pork shop, it was because of the prestige of the perennial years, so no one came to open this pork stall, I think that your grandfather was carrying a pig-killing knife, it was chasing Wang Er's gang of ruffians on three streets to stop this scene, if you want to be famous, you have to have a status person to help you town, otherwise the fame will not be stable, and sooner or later you will be a scapegoat!" ”

"Okay auntie, I'll kill the pig with you tomorrow, I'll tell you, I'm right to touch the pound, what meat is weighed in my hand, I know how heavy!"

Zhang Xuezhou changed his words very quickly, and Rong Li was deeply happy for a while.

"I'll just say that our Rong family has killed pigs for generations, how can you be a nerd, you are really a pig-killing material!"

Rong Li was overjoyed, and pulled Zhang Xuezhou to walk five miles, and then pointed ahead.

"Look, that's our house!"

The Rong family's house in Rongcheng is not large, but it covers an area of more than 500 square meters, and the courtyard house is extremely heavy.

Compared with the school district house in reality, and thinking about the civil engineering house in Zhangjiazhuang, Zhang Xuezhou also has to admit that the Rong family is indeed solid, and the accumulation of ancestral industry from generation to generation is huge.

"Our family just doesn't have a stomach, if there are two or three men, it will be much easier!"

Rong Li strode into the house, and then a middle-aged man with a fairly handsome face walked out.

"Lili, you're back, it's ......," the man asked.

"This is the second sister, that's your brother-in-law, this is your nephew" Rong Li said: "What about Tian Ding, where are you painting ghost talismans?" ”

"Mother, I'm painting, it's a very profound skill!"

In the house, a helpless voice sounded, and another young man of the same age as Zhang Xuezhou walked out of the house.

"Painting, I know how to paint all day long, and I don't see what famous you have painted" Rong Li said dissatisfiedly: "You don't know how expensive your canvas is, catch Ming'er and your cousin to learn to kill pigs with me, and see how many catties of pork you have to sell in exchange for a canvas!" ”

"Oh, mother, isn't it just a few canvases, then we can still paint our family poor!" The young man argued.

"I shouldn't have let a nerd like your dad get into trouble and give birth to something like you!"

Rong Li lectured, so that the middle-aged man didn't even dare to speak, but kept glancing at the young man, hoping that the war would not be led to him.

"Hahaha, this is my cousin?"

After several consecutive glances, the young man finally reacted, and also began to pull Zhang Xuezhou and the others, which made the family and Meimei finally reconcile.

"No wonder my aunt repeatedly recommends killing pigs!"

Zhang Xuezhou reacted later, only to feel that if no one took over, the Rong family's pig-killing business would have to be changed.

With Rong Tianding's experience, it is no wonder that Rong Li has a great prejudice against reading.

But Zhang Xuezhou also really wants to learn some unique cultures generated in his dreams.

He looked at the uncle who had entered the Rong family, and felt that he had found a free teacher.