Nongmen Xiaojiao bag, she relies on space to be rich

Chapter 142 Master's Letter
"Master and Uncle Xingyi are away, and I don't know when they will be back. I happen to have a rest today and study tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, An Zhinan continued: "Then read the book, I'll go out for a walk."

An Yanshu suddenly got up and walked to An Zhinan, seeing her puzzled and doting smile: "Let's go, I'll go for a walk with you."

"Hey, big brother is so kind, let's go to the field to see grandpa and the others, and bring them some water from home by the way."

"it is good."

The two brothers and sisters walked towards the field, and occasionally met a few acquaintances, and everyone was focused on talking to An Yanshu, An Zhinan was completely ignored.

After finally ending the exchange of greetings, An Zhinan's eyes were cunning: "Brother is a big celebrity in our village. You see, everyone praises you. You are indeed a master."

"You, you know the joke, brother, it's just that the uncles think highly of it. Didn't you say that you are going to find grandpa and the others, and why don't you leave?"

"Let's go."

The two walked to the edge of the field, and An Zhinan held the water bottle and waved to his family: "Grandma, I brought water, come and drink some water and rest."

Old Man An and the others smiled instantly, the exhaustion from the morning's work disappeared, and they all put down the farm tools in their hands and walked to An Zhinan.

An Chongyuan took the water handed by his daughter and said with a smile: "My daughter is still caring, knowing that Dad is thirsty and specially bringing water."

Mrs. An rolled her eyes at her son, and said in dissatisfaction: "I really know how to put gold on my face. If you want me to tell you, Nannan came here for me. It's your turn."

An Chongyuan stopped talking for a moment, but looked at An Zhinan with hurt eyes.

"I know that my grandparents have worked hard, so I specially brought you some water, and my elder brother carried it all the way."

Mrs. An finally glanced at her eldest grandson, her face was calm: "That's what he should do, you are the youngest in the family, everyone has to spoil you."

An Yanshu's smile didn't change at all, and he even nodded in agreement.

An Zhinan listened helplessly, and handed bowl after bowl to his family.

After the family finished drinking the water, An Zhinan took the hoe and jumped into the ground quickly regardless of the family's stop, and soon made rows of small holes.

After digging a row, An Zhinan threw the hoe neatly on the ground, and said with a face full of praise, "I'm amazing."

Mrs. An and everyone smiled and nodded, An Zhongyuan gave a thumbs up and said: "As expected of my daughter, she is also good at doing farm work. Look at the holes dug, they are not too big or small, just right, haha."

After speaking, Mrs. An stared at her again, An Zhongyuan immediately shut up, and shrank beside Chen Jingrong, pretending to be wronged.

"Oh, Nannan, hurry up, the ground is dirty, don't get it on your body," Mrs. An didn't want her granddaughter to work, and it was hard to raise her so tender and tender.

If it weren't for the fact that there would always be family members who were not around, Mrs. An would not have agreed to An Zhinan's martial arts at the beginning, which made her palms calloused, which made people feel distressed.

An Zhinan ran to his family with a smile, raised his chin and said, "This kind of work is much easier than practicing swords. Why don't I just work in the fields in the morning? I can do more grandpa and grandma can do less." , finish it early and go home early."

Mrs. An nodded her granddaughter's nose, smiled and said: "We will do the same without you, and you are not missing, that's all, go back quickly, if you are bored, let your brother accompany you around, don't stay here .”

Hearing this, An Zhinan stuck out his tongue playfully: "Okay, then I'll go around and go home in a while."

Half a month later, An Zhinan was practicing calligraphy at home one day, when he heard someone knocking on the door, he was about to get up and go out, when he heard Mrs An's voice, thought for a while and continued to practice calligraphy calmly.

After a while, Mrs. An came into the room with a letter, put it on the desk and said with a smile: "Your master sent someone to send the letter, and the sender was still drinking tea in the main room, saying that he was waiting for your reply and took it away with him. "

An Zhinan immediately put down the brush, quickly opened the envelope and read the contents of the letter carefully, his eyes became softer the more he looked.

After reading it for a while, An Zhinan gently put down the letter, and said to his grandma who was waiting at the side: "Master said everything is fine, and he has already arrived in the capital, and he should be busy with other things in the future. Maybe he doesn't write often."

"It's good to have a safe journey, then you should hurry up and write back a letter to your master, he is still waiting at home, your grandfather is greeting you in the main room."

An Zhinan nodded with a smile, took out another piece of rice paper and took out a pen to reply.

Not long after, An Zhinan wrote the letter and put it in an envelope, and then followed grandma to the main room.

The person who came to deliver the letter was about thirty years old, dressed in simple clothes and had a good conversation, even with old man An, he could have a good conversation.

Seeing An Zhinan coming in, the middle-aged man stood up and cupped his hands: "I think this is the Miss An Zhinan that Xingyi was talking about. Our first meeting is exactly as Xingyi said. Miss An has a beautiful face, bright eyes and bright teeth. I forgot to introduce you. , my surname is Yang Mingcheng, and I am in charge of sending letters back to Mr. Liao.”

An Zhinan nodded, saluted slightly before speaking: "Hello, Uncle Yang, you can call me Nannan, you don't have to be so polite, please sit down."

"Where it is, it should be."

An Zhinan was no longer polite, and handed the letter in his hand to Yang Chengdao: "I need to trouble Uncle Yang to bring me a letter to Uncle Xingyi, it's been a hard journey, let's rest at home today and then set off."

"Yeah, it won't be a problem if you have a spare room at home. I just happen to make some dry food, and you can take it with you on the way to eat, so you don't have to travel and go hungry."

Yang Cheng was moved, but still waved his hands: "There are still many things to deal with in the capital, so there is no need to stay overnight. Thank you all, I am about to leave."

"So anxious, why don't you leave after lunch, it's almost time for dinner, I'll cook earlier, there won't be any delay."

After finishing speaking, Mrs. An didn't wait for Yang Cheng to speak, she got up and went straight to the kitchen.

On the contrary, Yang Cheng was a little at a loss.

The old man An said with a smile on his face: "I'm kidding you, my family said that the wind is the rain, but she is right, you have to eat when you leave now, it's the same everywhere, why not eat at home, eat It’s never too late to start when you’re full.”

So Yang Cheng had no choice but to nod, and cupped his fists at Old Man An: "Then let me bother you."

Afterwards, An Yanshu also came to the main room to chat with them. They were chatting and laughing. An Zhinan sat quietly by the side and listened, adding water to the three of them from time to time.

After eating lunch, Mrs. An stopped Yang Cheng who was going out, stuffed the white cloth bag in Yang Cheng's hand, and said with a smile: "I baked a few cakes while cooking, and the weather can hold it. You can take it with you." Eat on the way, don’t starve yourself.”

Yang Cheng was slightly startled, and tightened his grip on the mouth of the bag slightly, and smiled after regaining consciousness: "Thank you sister-in-law, you took the trouble."

Mrs. An waved her hand: "What are you doing politely? It's just a matter of convenience. Be careful on the road."

(End of this chapter)