Crossing the road to riches

Chapter 50
Nian Qiaoqiao was still a shy older sister who yelled and refused to move, but Zhang Sanlang wanted to drag Nian Qiaoqiao away because he didn't eat meat.

While it was still time to take Nian Qiaoqiao to Huang Daxian's place, take a few chickens back to cook soup, but Nian Qiaoqiao was not willing to leave, and finally met Wen Hao again, so she had to do her best to make the woman in front of her fall in love with her "Sister Hao Hao, I heard that your teahouse has been completed, and you still have a yard. Qiaoqiao has never seen such a large yard. It would be nice for Miss Hao Hao to take Qiaoqiao to the palm of your hand."

Zhang Sanlang cursed secretly, you are not afraid of being blinded by the delay in eating chicken, and you are going to take your son's hand and leave, otherwise, Huang Daxian should close the stall.

"Coincidentally, it's time for us to go back, there are guests waiting for us at home."

Nian Qiaoqiao is not willing: "Dad has a guest at home, you can just say hello, so I don't need me."

Wen Hao's pierced eyes felt a little uncomfortable, so he got rid of the matter early so as not to be an eyesore here: "Brother Qiaoqiao, go back first, and I will ask you to go when I am free."

By the way, she also gave a look of unknown meaning. In Nian Qiaoqiao's eyes, it means that something has happened. It seems that sister Wen Hao will ask her out soon, and when the time comes, she will take the opportunity to make raw rice and cook mature rice, which will win her soul She's charming and trembling, but she's not being manipulated to death by herself.

With her peerless appearance, which man is not jealous, which woman is undefeated under her pomegranate skirt, there is no woman she wants that cannot be obtained.

Only then blushed and took a look at Haohaojie, and said coquettishly: "Then Qiaoqiao will leave first."

After three steps, he turned around and left.

As soon as the door was closed, Mrs. Zhao smashed the bowl that Sanlang and Nian Qiaoqiao had used on the ground: "It's really shameless, I just seduced them in front of the elders. If this is placed in the kiln, it is really a treasure. I have seen what is called a shameless vixen, next time if you come into my door again, let alone if they touch my door again, I will split the door and make a coffin for them."

Wen Hao patted his father's back and smoothed his hair: "Okay, dad, don't be angry, they won't be jogging for a few days, and you should keep your eyes open when you meet people in the future. It's not good to make friends. Own".

Mrs. Zhao stomped her feet and sighed again: "Hey~ Dad knows."

But Mrs. Zhao was also curious about what Wen Hao was going to do: "My dear, what are you going to do?".

Wen Hao didn't know what to say, but just told Dad to wait and see how they reaped the fruits of their own.

Fufu doesn't care about these things now, what he cares most about is that he is going to become a real husband.

After packing up, Mrs. Zhao took out the paperwork at home: "Here you are! It's all here, you can take Fufu and do it yourself."

After Wen Hao and Fu Fu left, Mrs. Zhao discussed this as a formal entry: "Wife, let's wrap a red envelope as a token of appreciation. After all, we are the real husband now, and we still need a cup of tea later."

It is rare for Wen Fugui to see Mrs. Zhao being serious and generous: "Make some food, I am a serious son-in-law now, go buy a red envelope and hurry up to deliver food to Jinmei."

Mrs. Zhao slapped her head: "Oh! I almost forgot about the cub, and it's all because of the damn Zhang Sanlang."

Hastily went to the kitchen to make a bowl of egg broth bibimbap, there were still two eggs. In the past, my son had limited conditions and didn't have much to eat. Now that life is getting better, he can't treat his younger sister badly.

At this time, there was no one at the tea stall, but Jinmei was looking forward to someone coming, and this is not happening again.

Jinmei knew that she was a little shy, but she had no other words: "What kind of tea does the guest officer want?".

The woman who came was a little pale and thin, with thick dark circles under her eyes and a decadent look. The light in her eyes flickered when she saw Jinmei. She didn't have money to drink tea, and she looked gentle: "I'm not here A tea drinker met a flower seller when he was passing by the market, and when he saw how pitiful he was, he extended a helping hand.”

Jinmei's eyes were erratic and she didn't dare to look at the woman in front of her. He never said unnecessary words to the women outside: "That lady is really kind."

Hong Sanniang looked at the man in front of her and didn't dare to look at her. Her ears were slightly red and she knew that she had something to do. She had already inquired about Wen Hao's family. Let her take such a loophole.

He picked up the flowers in his hand and smelled them, thought carefully and then looked at Jinmei: "Why don't you give these flowers to the young master, I think such beautiful flowers are the best match for the young master."

Jinmei has never been praised by any woman when she is so old. He naturally knows that he is not good-looking, so he can't get married. Today is the first time he is praised by others, and he is still a woman. But I still can't help but my heart beats wildly.

He even gave him flowers, no one has ever treated him so well.

"Miss praises it absurdly, I know it's not pretty, and I can't bear this flower."

But Hong Sanniang didn't seem to hear it, and put the flowers on the table self-consciously: "There are a thousand looks in the eyes of a thousand people, and the young master is good-looking in my eyes. A good-looking person is not just skinny, but beautiful." The skin will eventually pass away, but the beautiful heart will always exist, not to mention my son has both.”

The bragging sister blushed so much, she couldn't speak, he knew he was missed, his heart was pounding when he saw this flower, he was so old, this is also an opportunity God gave him I can't be a burden for the rest of my life without getting married and eating from my natal family. I made a plan in my heart: "Then I can't accept Miss's things for nothing. I will treat Miss to a cup of tea."

Hong Sanniang saw that the man was bound to win, but she still had to keep a necessary distance so that people could remember herself all the time: "It's just a matter of raising your hands, so you don't have to. If you have something to do in the lower bunk, please leave first."

After finishing speaking, she left without waiting for Jinmei to stay. After she left, Jinmei dared to pick up the flower and look at it. She is so beautiful and beautiful. Is it really similar to me? I also thought of what the lady said just now. Heart beats fast.

He put the flowers away very carefully, and he wanted to put them in the brightest place in the room.

Not long after, Mrs. Zhao also came over, seeing her son's hot and flushed face, she was very distressed: "We have ice here, if it's too hot, you can make a glass of ice water to drink yourself, don't be so stupid."

He took the food box to Jinmei again: "I'm so hungry, you have a good meal today, I made it for you alone."

Jinmei opened it and looked at the hard-to-find eggs and shredded pork, but he clearly saw that Sanmei bought a large piece of pork and an old hen to go back. did not see.

But even if she is dissatisfied with Jinmei, she won't say it out. The man who should be married is someone else's house, not his, and some of his food is good. How often does my father ridicule me?

Jinmei didn't see much surprise on her face, she just responded lightly, with a low mood: "Yeah".

Mrs. Zhao couldn't see her son being like a dead duck: "Can you be more lively every day? Look at the man from other people's family, that smiles brightly. Look at you every day like a wooden fish."

But no matter what Zhao said, Jinmei just ate quietly and stopped talking. He seemed to have punched the cotton, and he was so panicked that he didn't say anything. Anyway, it doesn't matter if his son is like this. If you don’t marry, you will be raised by your mother’s family. If you are successful, don’t worry about it. When he works hard as a father and can do it, save more money for him. In the future, treat him as his own, and live with money I can live on, it doesn't matter if there is a woman or not.

Although Fufu didn't know all the words, he couldn't put it down holding the letter of appointment in his hand. God knows how nervous he was just now. His heart was about to jump out. He couldn't believe that his dream had really come true.

Looking at this look, Wen Hao was also happy, and held Fulang's hand, ignoring the strange eyes of others on the street: "Fufu is not allowed to think wildly in the future, and live a good life with his wife at ease. No one can let Fufu Leave my side, this letter of engagement, Fufu, must be kept safe."

This thing is so precious, he is afraid that he will lose it: "Let's leave it to the wife for safekeeping, it will be bad if it is lost."

Wen Hao agreed, and she kept them at home anyway, and she would not hide her things from Fufu wherever she put them.

After returning home, Mrs. Zhao and Wen Fugui sat at the dining table with serious faces. There were still two cups of tea on the dining table. It could be seen that the tea set was bought just now. I didn't expect their parents to have such a sense of ceremony.

Wen Hao pushed Fufu: "You have earned extra money."

Knowing this, Fufu's heart trembled again, and he knelt down on the straw mat with pillows in front of him, and Wen Hao brought the tea to Fufu's hands.

Kneel down and hold the tea over his head: "Mother, Dad".

Mrs. Zhao burst into laughter. Looking at it this way, she felt that Fufu was okay, and Wen Fugui smiled embarrassedly: "Hey! From now on, you will be part of our family, so live a good life."

Zhao added another sentence: "Wang Zi Wang Sun".

Immediately afterwards, he gave Fufu two red envelopes, and helped Fufu up: "You have lived in our house for so many days, and you are not considered an outsider, so don't see outsiders."

Fufu nodded, his face flushed with joy: "Well, in the future, I will take good care of my wife and honor my parents."

This is not much more down-to-earth than when Qiaoqiao came back then, but it's a pity that this appearance is ruined.

Zhao couldn't help being sad and almost let in the person who bullied Fufu before, and gently touched the scar on Fufu's face: "What a child, it's a pity the scar on his face."

Hearing this, Fufu's expression sank again, and Wen Fugui felt that Mrs. Zhao was not picking up which pot to pick up which pot: "Ahem! What are you talking about?".

Wen Hao felt that the scar on Fufu's face was not as scary as they said, and she felt that it was much lighter than when she first saw it.

I couldn't help asking: "Fufu, when did you get the scar on your face? It shouldn't be long."

Fufu also has nothing to hide: "Last year during the Chinese New Year, I was beaten with a fire stick."

Whenever Wen Hao mentioned these things, she would feel angry, but she never brought this emotion out to influence others, she just pulled Fufu away, pinched Fufu's face and looked at it carefully.

Fufu closed his eyes, not daring to look at his wife, because he knew that being ugly was ugly and nothing could change it.

Wen Hao touched his thumb distressedly, but what he said gave Fufu great hope: "This scar is much lighter than when we first came to our house. It didn't hurt the inner layer, and it should disappear after a while. Yes, it’s just that the skin on the face is more expensive, and it may take two or three years to completely disappear, and then I will ask if there is any medicine for removing scars, and it may be faster to rub it on.”

Fufu suddenly opened his eyes: "What the wife said is true, will it really be okay?".

Wen Hao nodded firmly: "If it's not good, the wife will be responsible."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhao took a closer look at Fufu's face, it was a little lighter, and she was relieved, but then she thought that the same is true for Jinmei, and there has been no change over the years.

"But the scar on Jinmei's face is still the same after so many years."

It's not that Wen Hao hasn't seen the second brother's scars. After the burns heal, the flesh that grows out is red and bulging. This is a physical problem. The second brother has a scar constitution, even if it is a slightly deeper injury.

"Father, the second brother has a physical problem. He has a scar constitution. Did the second brother get hurt a little deeper? After heals, the wound will be a red, swollen bump."

Mrs. Zhao nodded: "That's true. When you were young, you and your second brother were scalded together, but you didn't hurt your face, but you didn't leave any scars, but your brother is like this. I always thought it was rubbing medicine on him. The reason for being late."

She doesn't remember what happened when she was young. It turns out that the second elder brother has always been indifferent to her because of this relationship. Could it be that this disaster was caused by the original owner.

"Dad, why did we get burned?".

Mrs. Zhao sighed and blamed herself: "It's my fault. It was raining and I was in a hurry to harvest the grain, so I put you in the rocking chair to play by myself, but you were thirsty, so I went to pick up the freshly boiled water by myself. , it was too late for your second brother to stop you, so he pulled you over and hugged you in his arms, blocking most of it with himself. At that time, your second brother was only so small, half of his face was scalded by boiling water All the way from the nape of the neck to the back."

No wonder Jinmei never pulls up her hair no matter how hot it is.

It should be said that the second brother is dissatisfied with him in his heart, but he still loves his sister very much.

"Father and mother, I will treat my second brother well in the future, you don't have to worry, I guarantee that he will have a much better life than marrying into someone else's house."

Mrs. Zhao felt a lot relieved by the words of Haoer. In this way, even if they are gone in a hundred years, there will still be a woman in this world to support him.

Lin Wanfeng had already tidied up her place in the backyard of the tea house. She didn't expect that a small street vendor would become like this in such a short period of time. Although this place is much smaller than her own home, the construction inside may not be as The family is poor, he remembers that no one has taken care of this place for many years, and after such a work, it has a new look.

Although the yard is not imposing, the leisurely and comfortable feeling makes people feel very relaxed.

Wen Hao also specially vacated a study room for Fufu to study, which shows how much he loves him. There are no women in this world who pamper and love men so unscrupulously, except for his own mother, which is really enviable.

That's why I have been reluctant to choose a wife-lord for a long time. He doesn't want anyone who is worse than his mother in this world. How can he live the life of several people serving one wife in other families, let alone the role model of his parents? I can do what my mother did to my father.

(End of this chapter)