Zhuang Keqing was not stupid. Aunt Wang had something to say. She had already heard some clues, and it would be unreasonable for someone else to do so. She simply lowered her head and said nothing.
Aunt Wang saw that she didn't talk to her, so she wasn't worried. She knew that her third child had a lot to talk about, so she and her son would decide what was best for her when the time came. When the third child goes into battle, she wouldn't be afraid that this yellow-haired girl wouldn't take the bait.
Several people walked back with their own thoughts, but Hanwa finished eating the meat buns honestly, got a little tired, and fell asleep leaning against Sister Ke'er's rattan basket.
Because there was nothing else along the way, and Liu Zhuzhu and Wang Da took turns pushing carts, the speed of the few people was much faster. However, considering that there were young and old in the team, the men took the decision and rested several times on the road.
After walking for a while, you can reach the fork in Erlizi Village and Sanlin Village. Aunt Li saw Zhuang Keqing sweating on his forehead and called Liu Zhuzhu to stop.
"We're almost at the village, why are we still resting?" Aunt Wang muttered.
She had just walked all the way, and the more she thought about it, the more reliable it became. She even looked at Zhuang Keqing with the same eyes as she looked at her daughter-in-law. "If you can't bear this little hardship, how can you marry a man and have children in the future? How can you live at home?"
Can you resist?"
"You're thinking wrong now. How do you know this girl won't find a husband in the future? I only have a tofu business. If you marry someone, doesn't it mean that you belong to someone else's family?"
Aunt Li just wanted to disgust her, but Aunt Wang became anxious.
"Looking for someone to knock on the door upside down? That would be a joke!" She turned and patted Zhuang Keqing on the shoulder: "Girl, you can't have such thoughts. Those who are willing to be the son-in-law are all scoundrels. I'm afraid it's you.
I don’t even know! If I recruit someone who looks like your father, wouldn’t it be..."
Zhuang Keqing was originally a little annoyed when she heard Aunt Wang chattering all the way, but now she was getting more and more outrageous and even brought out her gambling father. She felt angry and directly replied: "Li
What my aunt said is that although I am young, I should always plan for myself, my mother, and my younger brother. As long as the other person has good character, I think this kind of husband can be recruited."
Aunt Wang was stupefied by these words, and for a moment she couldn't think of anything to say to refute, but she stayed quiet for a while.
After some time, Zhuang Keqing drank some water and rested enough, so he continued on his way. At this time, several familiar villagers caught up behind him, including Mrs. Liu and her son Zhang Da.
The villagers left later than them and did not see the scene at the city gate.
But the people in the town are fresh. They have just seen such a lively scene. How can they hold back their words? They all talk about the dried tofu back and forth, and they talk about it vividly, as if they have just been there.
Yes, it happened to be heard by these villagers who were still selling goods in the town.
Now they all know one thing.
Zhuang Keqing sells dried tofu and is making a fortune!
At this time, these villagers saw that the protagonist of the incident was in front of them, and they became even more excited and wanted to catch up and ask for details.
"Liu's family, wait for us!" One of the villagers had some friendship with Aunt Li and shouted directly to stop them.
When Aunt Li saw Mrs. Liu in the queue, she didn't want to stop waiting. She could see that Zhuang Keqing didn't react at all, and she was shouting frequently. It was too embarrassing to lose face, so she just waited where she was without leaving.
Those few people were walking very fast, and they caught up with them after a while. When they saw Zhuang Keqing, they started to ask: "Girl from the banker, have we all heard that all your dried tofu has been bought by one person?"
"I heard there is still 50 yuan for hard work?"
Although she knew that the people in the village were just curious and had no bad intentions, Aunt Li was unhappy to see them chasing the girl with questions. So she picked up the conversation and told the story from beginning to end. Besides, this She and Liu Zhuzi sold the dried tofu, and of course she knew the details more clearly.
Mrs. Liu sat on Zhang Datui's trolley and also listened behind her.
This girl didn't know what luck she had after her father died. After getting this tofu recipe, she wouldn't be jealous if she could set up a tofu stall in the village and earn some small money. But this business is about to be done. Going to town, even if she said she was not jealous, it was simply impossible.
Now because of her eldest grandson's marriage, she no longer thinks about extorting money, but she still feels uncomfortable when she thinks of how disgraced she was when she went to make trouble.
At this time, seeing Aunt Li and the others who were chatting animatedly in front of her, she took a few bites of the jujubes that her son had just honored.
The group of people entered the village quickly. The sun had not yet set and it was still bright.
Shen Ling was sent to the mountains to collect firewood again today. Zhou's wet nurse said that they had just arrived at the ancestral home and had not prepared enough things. Firewood was the most scarce every day, so she asked him to go to the back mountain after breakfast in the morning to collect firewood. The day before, he didn't go back until night, so as not to make Mrs. Day feel unhappy when she saw him.
Every morning, he only had a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles, and then spent the whole day in the mountains. Even if he went back at noon, there would be no food left for him. Fortunately, it was a good time now. , when we go to the mountains, we can always pick some fruits to satisfy our hunger, so it’s not too difficult.
The Shen family's location was slightly south of the center of Erlizi Village. After Shen Ling came down the back mountain path and walked back carrying firewood, he heard a commotion in front of him before he had gone far.
He looked up and saw a group of villagers gathered on the road, blocking the only path in the town.
He frowned, originally he didn't want to join in the fun, but the sound of people exclaiming could clearly be heard in his ears.
"Ouch! Someone is going to die!"
"Think of something quickly!"
"What should I do?"
Over the years, because of Shen Huan, doctors in the family have come and gone, and he has secretly learned some skills. Now that he sees a life-threatening incident, he can't care so much anymore.
Without thinking, Shen Ling threw away the firewood basket and rushed over.
When he pushed aside the crowd, he saw an old woman on a wooden cart in the middle of the road pinching her neck with her hands. Her whole face was red and purple, the whites of her eyes rolled up, and she couldn't breathe. The people beside her were anxious. The man with tears streaming down his face was kneeling on the ground and begging the surrounding villagers for help. But there was nothing the others could do. Wherever he begged, the people moved back.
Shen Ling was about to go up to help, but someone pushed him away.
It was a girl who was younger than me.
"You all get out of the way and get some room to come out!" She shouted, and the girl wanted to step forward and pick up the old woman.
But she was too short and had little strength. After several attempts, she could not get the person up from the cart. At this time, the old woman looked like she was about to faint.
The girl who came was Zhuang Keqing. She had just walked home for a while, but she heard another noise coming from behind. She didn't want to pay attention, but those voices actually shouted that people were killed, so she immediately turned around.
"Would any of you help me?"
No one around responded.
Zhang Da saw that his mother had lost her voice and closed his eyes. At this moment, he almost gave up. He felt that the overwhelming grief made his legs so weak that he could not stand up. He could not hear Zhuang Keqing's shouting.
