Thinking of this, Chen Sheng subconsciously whispered in his heart: System.

The next second, a gorgeous light curtain popped out from his eyes.

The pale yellow mountains, rivers and trees, the outlines of the sun, moon and stars as a background, give a heavy and vast feeling, just like the wheels of history rolling over the face, majestic and majestic!

At the bottom of the light curtain, three green lotus leaves float gently holding two white lotuses, glowing with soft light, not dazzling but extremely eye-catching.

Above the white lotus, there are several lines of text formed by gray mist: [Abnormal status detected, system initializing...]

initialization……

It's already half a month old and it's still being initialized. I don't know when it will be loaded.

At the right time, the courtyard door was pushed open.

Chen Sheng looked up and saw a delicate woman in her twenties, wearing a floral dress, and a middle-aged man in gray linen walking in one after the other.

The delicate woman saw him from a distance, and a joyful smile appeared on her beautiful face. Her facial features, which were originally just delicate, suddenly looked like blooming flowers: "My husband knows that Sister Hou is home!"

Chen Sheng also smiled: "Sister, what good things did you buy today?"

The delicate woman uncovered the white cloth on the bamboo basket at her waist and showed it to him as if coaxing a child: "That's a lot. The old hens I have raised for five years, the mushrooms I picked last year, and I was lucky enough to buy them."

A piece of old wild ginseng... Be good, my eldest sister will make chicken soup for you tonight!"

Chen Sheng glanced at the ingredients in the bamboo basket, frowned inwardly, silently raised his eyes to look at her up and down, and finally fixed his eyes on her empty bun.

He knew it well, but there was an expectant smile on his face: "Great, I've wanted to drink chicken soup for a long time!"

When the delicate woman saw his smiling face, the smile lines at the corners of her eyes became more and more satisfied.

She came forward with a bamboo basket, gently tucked the mink fur on Chen Sheng's body, and whispered softly: "It's getting cold, sit down for a while and then go back to the room. Your body will be more tidy. It can be seen that there is no need for so much wind."

!”

"OK!"

Chen Sheng agreed with a smile, "I'll sit down for a while and then go back to the room!"

"good."

The delicate woman stroked Chen Sheng's cheek with satisfaction, "Sister, I'm going to make chicken soup for you."

"OK."

Chen Sheng nodded and watched the pretty woman go to the kitchen carrying a bamboo basket.

It wasn't until the back of the pretty woman disappeared behind the kitchen door that his silly and sweet sunny smile slowly turned into a bitter smile.

At this time, a middle-aged man in gray linen came up to him.

The middle-aged man in gray linen clothes is not too old, but his body is already slightly stooped. Only his left arm is intact, and the forearm sleeve of his right arm is empty.

But he was very energetic. On his intact left arm was a fine iron hookah that was as thick as an adult's arm and was smooth when rubbed. His whole body was filled with an aura of being generous.

"Second uncle, how much did Qing Niang's hairpin cost?"

Chen Sheng asked directly.

The middle-aged man looked at him in surprise and said "hey" in surprise: "You boy, your tricks are really vicious...Ten taels of silver!"

A handsome woman named Zhao Qing, Chen Sheng’s... child bride!

She was married to Chen Sheng by his father for a large sum of money five years ago after Chen Sheng's biological mother had passed her filial piety. I heard that she was a daughter of a fallen noble.

When Chen Sheng thought about it, there should be two reasons why his cheap dad would marry Chen Sheng such a child bride when he was so young.

First, I would like to express my gratitude to little Chen Sheng, who has been ill since he was a child, and to the Chen family, which has begun to decline.

Secondly, it is also to use Xiao Chen Sheng's body to give the Chen family a heir as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Xiao Chen Sheng, who is young, ignorant and suffering from chronic illness, has neither the heart nor the strength.

Zhao Qing then worked as the eldest sister and maid in the Chen family, serving Xiao Chen Sheng for five years.

Whenever Chen Sheng was seriously ill and bedridden, Zhao Qingyi would take care of him all night long.

Xiao Chen Sheng has been frail since he was a child. He spends most of his time in the Chen family's house. Going out to go to the market is a luxury. In his small world, Zhao Qing is half of his world...

And this middle-aged man in gray linen clothes is named Chen Hu.

He is the housekeeper, nurse and coachman of the Chen family, as well as Chen Sheng's guardian when Chen Shou is away.

The Chen family is not an aristocratic family and has no retainers. It is said that they are dead men.

But Chen Hu's position in the Chen family is equivalent to that of a retainer and a dead soldier.

This can be seen from the fact that Chen Sheng's father, Chen Shou, left Chen Sheng and the Chen family in Chen Hu's care when he went out to sell goods.

"That hairpin is Qing Niang's only dowry. She is extremely precious. Usually I won't give it to her even if I want to play with it."

Chen Sheng smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly: "Later, you can pick out some unimportant items from home and replace the hairpin."

He looked through his family's account books and knew that there was really no cash at home.

Most of the cash at home was put into the Chen family's robbery.

Xiaotou spent a lot of money due to Xiao Chen Sheng's illness.

Although there are still some valuable belongings at the bottom of the box...

As for the business of prodigal, Chen Sheng is capable of it.

Zhao Qing, a daughter-in-law, must never do this.

If you spread the word, someone will stab you in the back!

"Yes, Qing Niang has not served you for so many years in vain!"

Chen Hu agreed with a smile.

He had a life-long friendship with Chen Shou, and there was no such thing as the superiority of master and servant in the Chen family.

Even when Chen Sheng was misbehaving at home, he picked up a pole and beat Chen Sheng. When Chen Sheng's father came home, he would give a thumbs up and say: Good beating!

After a pause, Chen Hu pulled the refined iron hookah on his back, lit it with a fire stick, and took a few puffs. His expression suddenly became gloomy, "Just now when I went out with Qing Niang, I saw your 19th uncle.

"

What he smokes is not tobacco leaves, but a kind of herb called "leaf cloud herb", which is an herb that can avoid miasma, strengthen the spleen, resolve phlegm, relieve coughs and relieve pain. In the Chen family's caravan, many clerks

They all smoke this herb.

Of course, the iron hookah in Chen Hu's hand is both a smoking tool and a portable weapon.

Chen Shou once said to young Chen Sheng: Don't look at your second uncle who only has one arm left. If he really moves, not even a dozen strong men can get close to him!

"Uncle Nineteen?"

Chen Sheng thought for a while and quickly found this person from Xiao Chen Sheng's memory, "Where did you see him?"

Chen Hu took a sip of Yunxiang and said in a low voice: "Ultimate Paradise... pour someone a urinal."

Paradise?

(brothel?

Chen Sheng's expression suddenly became a little depressed, "You didn't say hello to him, did you?"

Chen Hu glared at him angrily: "Do you think I'm stupid? If I want to say hello to him, he has to hit his head against the wall and die... Hey, what a good man, the knife was cut in front of his eyes.

Without even batting an eyelid, he ended up making a living by serving people shit and urine!"

Chen Hu and the "Nineteenth Uncle" he called him were both gangsters in the Chen family's caravan.

While carrying the goods, he lost his hand.

Uncle Nineteen was injured in the heart while carrying the goods.

He lost a hand, and although most of his martial arts skills were lost, the foundation gained from years of hard work was still there. Although he could no longer earn a living with a sword, against ordinary people, it would be easy to fight ten of them.

But his heart and lungs were injured, and he couldn't even do heavy physical work, let alone use force with others. He had to rely on medicine to relieve the pain.

According to the usual practice, the Chen family should pay for the support and treatment of workers like Uncle Nineteen who were injured while transporting goods and lost their labor force.

But the Chen family is no longer the Chen family it used to be.

And Uncle Nineteen obviously didn't want to drag down the Chen family anymore.

"I still have a few furs and a few accessories in my room. You will take them to the pawn shop later, exchange them for money and food, and deliver them to each household... For an important uncle in the family like Uncle Nineteen, give more as appropriate.

Go up a little bit."

Chen Sheng frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "This little thing is just a drop in the bucket, but let's get through the stall in front of me first, and I'll figure out a way for the rest!"

When Chen Hu heard this, he did not look down upon Chen Sheng because of his youth. Instead, he looked at him with great relief: "Dalang, you have finally grown up!"

The backbone of the Chen family's caravan is, after all, the Chen family.

Only if the Chen family can take on the responsibility can the Chen family caravan have the backbone.

Chen Sheng finally couldn't help but glared angrily at this old guy who relied on his old age and said: "Okay, while it's still early, you can take me to the street to have a look."

Chen Hu looked Chen Sheng up and down, and opened his mouth to speak several times, but finally held back, nodded and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go set up the car."

He was worried about Chen Sheng's body.
Chapter completed!