Traveled into the chronicle and was pampered by a reckless man

Chapter 52

Mrs. Zhou looked around with a bit of mystery in her eyes, and immediately entered the working state.

"It's not a building or a beam, so don't look at it." Mrs. Zhou pushed and shoved.

"It's all here, it's predestined, please show me." Old man Sheng said respectfully, and handed the cigarette to Mrs. Zhou.

Light up the fire, and the great god Pozi Zhou will be on the upper body.

This point, Mrs. Zhou herself is also puzzled, as long as she enters the working state, she has to get one, swallowing clouds and mist, as if the great fairy has really come, and even hiccups are full of immortality.

With a weight of 140 jins, she raised her hand, said it was coming, it was coming, if she said to be quiet, she had to be quiet, and honestly waited for the "Xian'er" in her belly to speak.

No, Mrs. Zhou raised her hand, and old man Sheng and his wife immediately held their breaths, not daring to show any emotion.

I saw Mrs. Zhou chanting words, listening carefully, but she couldn't understand any of them, and the cigarette was still burning in her hand.

After a while, Mrs. Zhou put her hand down, leaving only a butt of a cigarette.

Old man Sheng lit another one.

Mrs. Zhou held it but didn't suck it, she frowned and said nothing, her small head rested on her stubby neck, as if she borrowed it.

"Her aunt, what did the Xian family say?" Old man Sheng asked cautiously.

"It's better to start the ground early, and there is happiness at home." Mrs. Zhou said eight words mysteriously.

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Zhu asked.

"Ah, don't talk if you don't understand, listen to the Xian family." Old man Sheng complained to his wife.

"It doesn't matter, it means that if you want to build this hut, you should build it as soon as possible, and the family will have a happy event recently." Mrs. Zhou explained.

"What kind of happy event?" Old man Sheng poked his head curiously, eager to know.

"The secret must not be leaked, you just do it." Mrs. Zhou's official accent was so perfect that she was superb.

"Yes, yes, secrets must not be leaked." Poor old man Sheng and his wife firmly believed.

Holding Mrs. Zhou's hand is a waste of money.

This time, Mrs. Zhou didn't want it.

In the folks, there is no clear price tag for asking Xianer to ask directions, but it starts at [-] cents, and it depends on the size of the question, but the family background of Old Man Sheng usually gives more than one dollar, and also cigarettes.

Seeing that Mrs. Zhou didn't pick up, old man Sheng felt nervous again, "Why is that, auntie?"

Mrs. Zhou copied her hands and put them in her pocket. She frowned and said slowly, "To tell you the truth, I also encountered difficulties recently. I asked Xian, and she said that our families can complement each other, so I came here specially today." I don't know if I met you, whether you can help me with this matter."

"Is there anything else I can complement? You must tell us and give us this opportunity." Old man Sheng said seriously.

"Then I said it?"

"Hurry up and say it." Old man Sheng was in a panic.

"That's right, my son Chunhe wants to buy a bicycle, but I don't have a ticket..."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

"I can do it." Old man Sheng said.

"How can you do it? It's neither the leader of the commune nor the village cadre." Mrs. Zhou said intentionally.

"I'm not, but my son is. Auntie, you forgot that you figured out my son's appointment as a cadre for us."

"Where is me, it's the fairy maiden."

"That's right, it's the Empress of the Immortal Family, thanks to you." Old man Sheng was afraid of profanity, so he hurriedly lowered his hands and apologized.

"In this way, the two of us can really complement each other?"

"No problem." Old man Sheng said, patted his chest.

"That's a good thing, it's God's will."

"It's God's will, that's right."

Having said that, the stone in Mrs. Zhou's heart fell to the ground, "Then I will wait for good news from you, big brother."

"I'll take you home when the time comes."

"No, just send a message and I'll pick it up."

Inevitably some pleasantries.

In the end, the two families were satisfied, one left happily, and the other saw off the guests happily.

Zhou Chunhe was picking a cucumber in the field and chewing on it, when he saw his mother coming from afar from the mountain.

"Hey, Zhou Huang, what are you doing?" Zhou Chunhe called out.

Mrs. Zhou was startled when she heard the voice first, but saw no one. Then she saw that it was her son calling her in the field, so she came up from the ground, and ran over with her huge body.

"Mom, slow down, don't step on my food." Zhou Chunhe said hurriedly.

Mrs. Zhou took off a thorny cucumber and beat it on her son's head, "You can call him Huang's Zhou, no matter how big or small!" In fact, she had done something wrong in her heart and was afraid.

"Mom, if you hit me, I'll hit you. What's the matter with ruining cucumbers? I'll sell them tomorrow." Zhou Chunhe protested.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhou became angry again, "You said you have been selling vegetables for a few months, and the money you got back for the three melons and two dates is not as much as the work points you earned when you went to the field. What else can you sell this vegetable? It's not enough to fit between the teeth." Zhou Pozi was so angry that she picked up the remaining half of the cucumber in her hand and took a bite into her mouth.

Zhou Chunhe rubbed his head and stroked his hair, "Mother, you are talking unconscionably. In the past, our family could eat meat? Can we eat dry rice? Can we eat fresh vegetables?"

This is reasonable, Mrs. Zhou can't justify it.

"That's not enough for you who wake up early and stay late at night." Mrs. Zhou felt strange, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

"You old lady is really greedy." Zhou Chunhe laughed.

Nose sniffed, no, "Mom, are you dancing for others again?"

"It never happened before." Mrs. Zhou clenched her teeth tightly, refusing to admit it.

"Still quibbling, you smell like cigarettes!" Anzhi Mu Mo Ruozi, Zhou Chunhe has kept in mind Mrs. Zhou's little hobby since she was ten years old.

"I didn't smoke." Mrs. Zhou has a principle, and she refuses to admit it.

Zhou Chunhe just watched his mother die there, "I finally know who I followed."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Zhou didn't understand.

"Isn't my temper of denying it to death just following you?" Zhou Chunhe said.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm going home." Mrs. Zhou lifted her feet and left.

Zhou Chunhe took off a cucumber and followed him, "Tell me, what are they asking this time? Marriage? Marrying a daughter? Having a child? Or is he asking if the man has someone outside?..."

Zhou Chunhe said his, but Mrs. Zhou didn't answer anyway.

As soon as he entered the yard, Jiang Lu saw Zhou Chunhe and his mother walking in with their arms around their shoulders like brothers.

Zhou Chunhe let go, and finally told him again, "Don't do it again, it will fall on it sooner or later."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mrs. Zhou was very principled, and she didn't let go of her mouth.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Lu saw that her mother-in-law was afraid of her son for the first time.

"I'm going to dance again, and I won't admit it." Zhou Chunhe said.

"Mother can dance if she wants to, as long as it's not too much." Jiang Lu also said.

"Don't you not like it?" Zhou Chunhe was surprised.

"Me?" Jiang Lu pointed at herself, "Is it because I won't let your mother dance?"

"As you said at the time, none of our family is serious, and our lives are not serious." Zhou Chunhe recalled.

"I, I was young at the time, so I said it casually." Jiang Lu felt guilty.

That wasn't what she said at all, it was what the original owner said.

Zhou Chunhe looked at his daughter-in-law, and finally focused on his upper body, "Indeed, there are many of them now."

Jiang Lu noticed his blurred eyes, and reacted, "Not serious."

"Let's go, let's do serious business." Zhou Chunhe pulled, and Jiang Lu fell into his arms.

"What's the matter?"

"Eat cucumbers..."

　Cough, cough, eat cucumbers in a serious way, don't think about it crookedly
　　
　
(End of this chapter)