Chapter 166: Go down the mountain and enter Zhaojia Village
Feng Lao shook forward and directly cut off Wen Dalang's line of sight.
"Ahem! Erlang, shouldn't you still ask the old man? If you move over, the old man has to squeeze a room with you, and you share the old man's bed! ”
Wen Erlang: "But that house was rented by Brother Ah to Sister A, right......?" Uncle, shouldn't you also ask Brother first? ”
Feng Lao"!!? ”
He's going to be angry!!
Jiang Wancheng hurriedly said solemnly: "Erlang, don't be rude to your uncle." Shouldn't I ask your brother again? ”
Wen Dalang also frowned, and said seriously: "Erlang." The money for renting a house is your sister's own. ”
He divided the money that Jiang Wancheng had secretly put in his silver bag before, and he had already divided it again.
And the money for renting a house is not much, only five taels of silver a year, and he only gives half a year's rent.
Therefore, the remaining Orion had already made Sister Ya secretly go and put it under Jiang Wancheng's bedside.
After Jiang Wancheng found out, she took the silver and asked Wen Chaoyan.
Wen Chaoyan said: "That girl was on the top of Wushan, when she saved my life, she dragged me with the girl's thin body in the snow, collected medicine in the snow, and used all her strength to save me even when she almost lost her life, how much silver should I use to repay?" ”
"I saved the girl at the beginning, but it was only five taels of silver, and the girl is now going to settle accounts with me completely?"
The accounts between them have long been blurred.
Wen Chaoyan really didn't want the money, so Jiang Wancheng didn't bother to give it to him anymore.
Therefore, Jiang Wancheng did not deny what Wen Chaoyan said, and Wen Erlang finally apologized to Feng Lao.
Feng Lao was arrogant for a while before he was willing to forgive him.
Soon, it was the day when Jiang Wancheng left the Wen family.
She didn't have a lot of luggage.
He was wearing a newly made blue winter jacket, another set of green winter clothes that had been washed and dried, and his newly made underwear and other close-fitting clothes.
The spring shirt was also made of a set of teal, and there was a new pair of single shoes.
This is all made by Jiang Wancheng after making the quilt, and he hurried to work every afternoon.
Everyone in the family now has a new set of spring shirts and new shoes to prepare, but one set is obviously not enough, and everyone is gone with the old clothes, so when the town is peaceful, you still need to go again and pull some new cloth.
In addition to these clothes, Jiang Wancheng also has a new mahogany box.
This box was made by Wen Chaoyan himself for many days on the day of the Shangyuan Festival, and he personally gave it to Jiang Wancheng.
It turned out that since he came back from Wushan, he has been secretly doing small carpentry, sitting in front of the window of the house every morning or before going to bed at night, carefully polishing and carving.
It wasn't until it was completely formed that Feng Lao could see it.
"What kind of box is this?"
But it's the size of a man's palm.
Wen Chaoyan didn't raise his head and said, "It's just a gadget for the girl." ”
After hearing this, Feng Lao said continuously: "Tut-tut-tut......"
Then he walked away with a disgusted face.
However, he didn't reveal this matter to Jiang Wancheng at all, so when Wen Chaoyan took out this small box and gave it to Jiang Wancheng, she was very surprised.
"This ...... Is it a box? ”
On the box, there is a relief pattern of a peach blossom.
This box is not painted, so it is a new wood color, but it is very smooth by Wen Chaoyan's polishing, and there are no burrs and unevenness to the touch, and the workmanship is very exquisite!
Jiang Wancheng held it in her hand, couldn't put it down, and kept looking at it.
Wen Chaoyan: "Do you like it?" ”
Jiang Wancheng: "I like it." Lang Jun, is this really for me? But it's useless, Lang Jun, I ......"
Wen Chaoyan looked at her with his hands behind his back and looked at her gently: "The girl has meritorious." Sister Ya'er was enlightened by you, so she was naturally half of your apprentice, but she didn't give you any restraints. As an elder brother, I gave her a gift for the girl, and I should have done so. ”
Although this is just an excuse, Jiang Wancheng doesn't know.
Jiang Wancheng thought about it, so she accepted it without twisting.
Really, she really likes this box so much.
And after learning that this was actually made by Orion himself, she was even more surprised.
"Then thank you Lang Jun."
Jiang Wancheng ran back to the room with the box, and immediately put all the pieces of broken silver and the hundreds of wen he had earned in the past few days into the box.
There are also silver hairpins, two jade pendants, and a small gold medal given by the master.
In the end, there was a jade wrench finger that Duan Wang had dropped at the beginning.
Jiang Wancheng threw it outside and didn't put it in the box.
She even decided that the next time she went to town, she would give this jade wrench to her forever!
This jade wrench finger is not only priceless, but also represents the identity of the Duanwang.
In her previous life, she didn't know the goods, so she was coaxed by the pawnshop and only sold for only fifty taels of silver, so Jiang Wancheng wanted to keep it for a long time at first.
But now, just thinking about the owner of this wrench, her heart is full of energy.
Fifty taels is fifty taels, but there are fifty taels anyway.
And in this life, she knows the value of this thing, so naturally it is impossible to really only be fifty taels anymore, and this thing still has to be thrown out as soon as possible, and it may still be a scourge in the future.
Throw the jade wrench finger casually in the baggage, wrap the box tightly, and then tie it to the body, and the group set off.
Sister Ya'er heard that the second brother and the uncle were going to follow Sister Ah to live at the foot of the mountain, so she naturally refused to stay on the mountain with Brother Ah alone.
Therefore, now in this Wushan house, only Wen Chaoyan lives alone.
In addition to Jiang Wancheng's personal belongings, Sister Ya'er also brought all the luggage of the three of them, and the accompanying donkeys were all full.
The group could only follow behind, towards Zhaojia Village, laughing and chatting all the way, while looking at the scenery, slowly moving forward......
Zhaojia Village is a neighboring village five kilometers away from Fangjia Village.
The terrain here is much more open than Fangjia Village, along the way, arched bridges, ponds, ancient vines and old trees.
There are willow trees on the side of the road with new branches, and peach blossoms with buds that are about to bloom.
The withered yellow weeds give birth to tender green shoots.
In the crop field, the green and quiet winter wheat bushes are full of vitality and strive to grow strongly.
Under the bridge, a group of young women and women squatted together to wash their clothes, laughing and laughing.
The child led the heavy old cow and walked on the ridge.
In the distance, the smoke curls up, and it is like a peasant house painted in ink.
This situation and this scene are really beautiful, which makes Jiang Wancheng like this village at a glance.
And the appearance of their group immediately attracted the attention of others.
The first to be silenced were the women and young women by the stream under the bridge.
They buried their heads sideways, waiting for Jiang Wancheng and them to leave, and then they started talking in a low voice.
"Who are they?"
"That young man seems to be the one who came to the village a few times ago."
"You say, the one who rented Dr. Zhao's ancestral house?"
"I've seen that Lang Jun from afar, but he's really handsome."
"Huh...... Look at your beauty, then Lang Jun is not your family, is it possible, do you still want to marry your sister to him? ”
"Her little sister is only fourteen, and my sister-in-law is sixteen years old, and it is the time to talk about others, or we are suitable!"
"Me, I have a distant cousin too!"
"The Jing Mo of Zhao Er's family is as beautiful as a flower, relying on her uncle's family, her eyes are above the top all day long, and no one can look down on her. This handsome Ruyi Langjun, you say, can she take a look at it this time? ”
"If it were her, it would be possible. Look at her waist like a willow, and her eyes are like hooks. Every time she goes out, which man doesn't know what she is looking at? ”