As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 503 Passionate Changping Lane People
Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan lived in Xiangcheng with their little boy for more than half a month. They were either meeting acquaintances or on the way to see acquaintances every day.
After Qi Sheng was executed, the imperial court sent another official to govern Xiangcheng. The official was an upright and capable man, but within half a year Xiangcheng changed its appearance.
Officials and bullies who had teamed up with Qi Sheng to oppress the people were punished, and the poor and helpless people were also rescued.
The people in Changping Lane are one of the rescue targets.
Now they all live in neat blue brick houses, and the dusty paths are paved with broken bricks and gravel, making it very convenient to drive there.
All kinds of fruits and vegetables are planted in the open space behind the house. After being picked every morning, Luo Dashan drives an ox cart and sells them to Shuiyunjian and major restaurants.
With the money from growing and selling vegetables, everyone lived a well-fed life, and men who could not find a wife before finally had a matchmaker in front of them.
In just four years, the small Changping Alley has added thirty or forty people.
On this day, Luo Dashan carried a hoe to open up wasteland behind the alley as usual. It hadn't rained for more than half a month, and the ground was a bit hard, so when he put the hoe down, it didn't move.
He spat into the palm of his hand and was about to strike again when a hand suddenly reached out and took away his hoe. When he turned around, he saw that it was his old acquaintance Meng Yuan.
"Ah, Meng Yuan, why are you here?" Luo Dashan smiled happily, rubbed his palms against his body, grabbed the hoe with one hand, and grabbed Meng Yuan's arm with the other hand and pulled him to the road.
Halfway through, I saw Shen Qingqing holding her small breasts again. She was so happy that she had no room to rest her hands and feet, "If I had known you were coming, I would have put on new clothes. Look at how rude I am dressed like this."
Shen Qingqing smiled, "What's the matter? I've seen you lying on a straw mat spitting out poisonous insects."
"Oh, why are you bringing this up so seriously?"
Luo Dashan scratched his head in embarrassment. After all, he was the manager of Changping Alley. He had more than a hundred people under him. Don't you want to lose face?
"Well, don't stand outside. Come and sit at my house. The place I live in now is different from before. There are three large blue brick houses with tiles, and it's very bright."
When he said this, he proudly showed three fingers, his face full of pride and pride.
Shen Qingqing smiled and said, "I'll go see your big brick house with tiles later. Meng Yuan and I have brought some gifts for everyone. Can Manager Luo help us share them?"
"Okay, I'll go back and call someone right away."
Luo Dashan turned around and left. After taking two steps, he turned back and showed an implicit smile to Shen Qingqing. "The old man named Zhang will come later. You have to tell me about him."
Shen Qingqing raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
"He always wants to take my position in charge. You asked me to take this position in the first place. He is challenging your authority!"
Shen Qingqing coughed lightly, raised her hand and pointed behind him, as a friendly reminder: "Turn around."
Luo Dashan looked back blankly, and saw Uncle Zhang staring at him with a dark face and eyes as wide as bells.
"You Luo Dashan, you went so far as to complain to Master Shen behind my back! Do you do this to be worthy of my friendship when I risked my life to save you from the dead?"
Luo Dashan's momentum suddenly dropped by half, "You have been saying this for four years, can you change it?"
Uncle Zhang continued to angrily: "Who said that you wanted to give up the position of steward to me? You don't admit what you said, how shameless are you?"
"I said that after I die, I will give up my position in charge to you. Am I dead?" Luo Dashan snorted arrogantly: "I won't tell you anymore, you have already been overwhelmed by jealousy.
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After that, he put the hoe on his shoulder and ran away.
Not long after, all the men, women, and children in Changping Alley came out. The men gathered around Meng Yuan to ask questions, while the women gathered around Shen Qingqing to play with their children.
As a child who was used to being teased by concubines in the harem since childhood, little Lulu didn't panic at all, grinning and showing her trademark perfunctory fake smile.
She won't take the initiative to call someone when she sees them, but if you want her to call her aunt, mother-in-law, etc., she won't refuse. She smiles and calls her sweeter than anyone else.
A group of people chattered for most of an hour, and finally fell silent with Luo Dashan's roar.
"When you've said enough, go over and line up to get the things. How do you think a group of people are blocking the intersection? Why don't we invite our benefactor into the house for a sip of tea!"
Needless to say, that attitude really made him look like he was in charge.
The gifts Shen Qingqing prepared were all practical, such as pastries, candies, and velvet fabrics, which could be eaten and used by every household.
After the gifts were distributed, a group of people couldn't control their excitement and gathered around, scrambling to invite them to their home for dinner.
"Master Shen, my chickens are very fat. When you come to my house, I will make you the whole chicken stewed with mushrooms!"
"My chickens are not only fat, but the ducks are also fat. When you come to my house, I will fry chicken and stew duck for you!"
There was another one who directly brought the pigs at home, "Look at my old sow. It was originally going to be eaten during the New Year. If you want to come, I will kill it now."
Shen Qingqing: "..."
There is no need to work so hard.
Everyone couldn't get an answer from Shen Qingqing, so they turned around and asked about Xiao Lulu. In the end, no matter who asked about Xiao Lulu, they all said yes. You and I made dinner appointments for the next six months.
Seeing that everyone was getting more and more outrageous, Luo Dashan quickly stood up and took charge of the overall situation: "Okay, stop arguing! How about this? Today at noon, our family will serve a few dishes, and we will move a few tables to join them, and we will eat on a running table.
Already."
"That's a good idea. I'll go home and kill the chicken!" One aunt rolled up her sleeves and ran away, fearing that the meat would not be cooked properly if she ran too slowly.
For a time, the alley was busy picking vegetables, pulling onions, and killing geese.
Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan had nothing to do, so they took the little girl for a walk in the vegetable field.
In order to help the people in Changping Lane get rid of poverty and become rich, she came up with the idea of opening up wasteland and farming, and helped them connect with the Ning family's restaurant to solve the sales problem. The rest was all up to them.
After several years of hard work, everyone's vegetable growing business is booming. Rows of cabbage are as green as emeralds, and rows of lettuce are as thick as small trees... Just looking at them is gratifying.
Luo Dashan enthusiastically led them to his vegetable field, waved his hand and said proudly: "This land belongs to me, you can pick whatever you like!"
Little Lulu, who had no interest in anything, showed unprecedented enthusiasm this time, like a scorpion jumping up and down in a melon field, carrying a basket and running here to pick an eggplant, and there to pick a radish.
He was still chanting cheerfully: "Hey, hey, hey, pull out the radish, I pulled out a big radish..."
Seeing that she was having fun, Shen Qingqing simply let her have fun in the vegetable field, as long as she was careful not to step on the vegetable seedlings. She stood on the edge of the field and chatted with Luo Dashan about growing vegetables.
When the conversation started to get up, a scream suddenly came from the vegetable garden. Meng Yuan reacted very quickly, rushing over and scooping up the little milk ball.
Shen Qingqing also hurried over to ask about the situation, "What's wrong? Did you cut your hand?" This chapter has been completed!