The good sisters of Gong Jian's mother-in-law are still talking: "How can we say there is no loss? You don't know how much noise there was last night. Let me tell you, idle people like this should not be allowed in in the future.
Village."
Soon the talk of these talkative women shifted from Er Leizi to what happened to the young wives and eldest girls of certain families in their village. In short, Uncle Gong Jian felt relieved about this matter at home.
, it should be regarded as a result, and there will be no other waves.
After taking care of the affairs in the village, Aunt Gong Jian hurriedly walked slowly to the town. She had not walked this road for many years. There was usually a lack of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, needles, thread, and brains at home. Aunt Gong Jian
You can wait for the hawkers to come to the village and buy them directly from the mobile hawker stalls.
Those vendors who sell items in various mountain villages actually earn a lot of hard-earned money. What they sell are things that everyone usually uses at home, and the prices are actually similar to those in the town. Only in this way, those who are budget-conscious can
farmers will be willing to buy from them.
But this time, Mrs. Gong Jian really had no choice but to wait for the vendors to buy a kitchen knife there. After all, such mobile vendors did not have a fixed time. Who knew when they would wander around?
In their village.
This road has indeed made Uncle Gong Jian very tired. She usually doesn't work in the fields, and she does all the housework at home if she can. What she usually does the most is actually going out to look for food.
People chatted, gossiped, and complained. Walking such a long mountain road like today was really too much for Aunt Gong Jian, so when she finally came to the town out of breath, she was already
It's almost noon.
Uncle Gong Jian didn't bother to rest for a while and immediately walked towards the blacksmith shop in her memory. She remembered that when she was a girl, she could walk back and forth from the village to the town in the morning. But she didn't expect that these
Over the years, my physical strength has been poor.
He had learned so much, and now it was just a trip from the village to the town. This one-way trip made him very tired, and it also took up a lot of time. Look, it was already almost noon. Aunt Gong Jian knew that
I definitely won't be able to get home in time to make lunch.
When she thought that her husband's foot was sprained, and his younger son still didn't know the specific situation, Gong Jian's mother felt like her heart was on fire.
Her husband never went to the kitchen, and in the morning, apart from Yaozu’s breakfast, which was still warming in the pot, there was nothing else to eat in the kitchen. Aunt Gong Jian was very worried now, wondering what happened to the two of them at noon today
Deal with this lunch.
In fact, she was even more worried about whether Uncle Gong Jian would eat her son's breakfast while Yaozu hadn't gotten up. Although Uncle Gong Jian kept comforting herself in her heart, her man was still reliable.
That is his younger son, but he can study, and he still hopes that his younger son will make a fortune in the future. He should not do such a thing.
However, Aunt Gong Jian was extremely sure in her heart that if her youngest son had not gone out to get up by noon, then her man must be hungry. When he went to the kitchen to look for food, he would definitely leave it to Gong Yao.
I ate my ancestor’s breakfast.
Every time she thought of this, Uncle Gong Jian felt itching with hatred. Now she had experienced the old saying, she would rather follow a mother who is a beggar than follow a father who is an official.
This is how this father treats his children. He says he treats his children well, but in fact, what matters most is how he treats himself well.
Thinking that her youngest son might not have breakfast or lunch, he would be hungry waiting for her to go back. Aunt Gong Jian wished she could grow two more legs so that she could return home faster.
But no matter what, she still had to complete her task today and buy a kitchen knife to take home.
So no matter how anxious she was, Aunt Gong Jian walked to the location of the blacksmith shop in her memory. But when she got there, she was stunned. The blacksmith shop in front of her was still the same one as before, with the clanging and clanking blacksmith shop.
? At this time, in her original impression, the location of the blacksmith shop had been replaced by a restaurant. The waiter was still at the door, enthusiastically entertaining customers. She hoped that people could go in and taste their dishes.
I saw Mrs. Gong Jian standing blankly in front of the door. Although the woman's clothes were really shabby, I could tell at a glance that she was not a rich woman.
But the waiter still followed his professional ethics and walked forward and greeted him enthusiastically: "Aren't you tired from walking? It just so happens that you see the sun is so fierce, go in and have a rest. Our store has various stir-fries and stews.
The dishes are affordable and plentiful, so you are guaranteed to be satisfied.”
Aunt Gong Jian was a little dreamy. She grabbed the waiter's arm and asked tremblingly: "This, shouldn't this be a blacksmith shop?"
As soon as the waiter heard what she said, he immediately retorted: "Madam, your news is too late. Our store has been open for several months, and the blacksmith shop you mentioned has been Lao Huangli for a long time."
The waiter spoke a lot. His restaurant opened more than a month ago. It was originally a blacksmith shop in the town. When it opened, many people came to watch. After the restaurant opened, there were also
Many people came and asked about the blacksmith shop.
But after the restaurant opened for a period of time, there were almost no people coming to inquire about the blacksmith shop. Like today, more than a month later, there are still people coming to inquire about the blacksmith shop. The waiter said he was speechless.
No matter what the waiter said, Aunt Gong Jian was sure that the blacksmith shop had been in this town for decades. His family had been blacksmiths for generations, so how could he suddenly change his profession?
Before Mrs. Gong Jian could figure it out, the waiter who was greeting the customers over there had already realized that the person in front of him was not here to eat. So he immediately changed his target, walked towards another passerby, and went to greet another passerby.
But as soon as he turned around, his arm was grabbed by Gong Jian's mother-in-law: "Xiao Er, Xiao Er, don't leave yet. Please tell me clearly later."
The waiter was a little helpless. This lady was not here to take care of their business, so why was she still holding on to the person? He wanted to free his arm from being held, but found that the woman was holding him with great strength.
, there is no way he can break free in one or two strokes. (To be continued)