I am Fugui

Chapter 7 Go to the county seat

The next day, when it was still daylight, Xu Fugui woke up naturally.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that Jiazhen was sleeping soundly on his arm, and there was still a faint smell of thatch and a faint fragrance from the tip of his nose.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was filled with joy, buried in Jiazhen's neck, and took a deep breath.

He was afraid that everything yesterday was just a dream.

Fortunately, he was really reborn!

Without disturbing Jiazhen and Fengxia, he got up quietly, put on his cloth shoes, tiptoed out of the thatched hut, looked at the eastern sky turning pale, and exhaled foul breath.

When the cold wind blows in the morning, all the remaining drowsiness dissipates. I squeeze my fists and feel the vitality in my young body. A smile from the heart appears on my fair face.

If it wasn't for fear of disturbing others, he really wanted to yell loudly to vent his inner excitement.

Turning around and walking into the stove, Lai Shun and Chang Gen were huddled on the firewood in the stove, and they didn't even have a quilt.

There is no way, the conditions of the thatched cottage are limited, there are only three houses, and Lai Shun and Chang Gen can only sleep in the kitchen.

But the two didn't seem to dislike it, hugging each other to keep warm, and saliva could still be seen at the corners of their mouths.

This is not a solution, the past two days have been fine, and the weather will be cold in the next few days, so there must be a bed and quilt, otherwise the body will be frozen sooner or later.

"Master, you're awake." Chang Gen was a light sleeper and woke up when he heard any movement.

Xu Fugui hummed, lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the wooden ladle, and scooped the water from the tank into the pot.

Seeing this, Changgen immediately turned over, stuffed bamboo and thatch into the stove hole, lit a match and started the fire.

The two inevitably made some noise, but Laishun refused to wake up, and Chang Gen laughed and scolded a dead pig.

Covering the pot, Xu Fugui saw that there was not much water in the tank, so he picked up the wooden bucket and the load, and prepared to go out to fetch water.

"Master, where can you do these jobs? Put them there, and I'll let Laishun carry water." Chang Gen advised.

Xu Fugui kept walking, and said with a nonchalant smile, "Uncle Gen, I'm no longer the young master."

Looking at his back, Chang Gen quietly wiped away his tears.

Xujia Village is located in the south, and its drinking water is not like the well water in the north, but the mountain spring water.

To put it simply, it is to dig a ditch on the mountain to bring water down, connect each household with strong bamboo, and lead the mountain spring water to the water tank at home, so that there is water to drink at any time.

But when they first arrived at the thatched hut, they had no time to bring water to their homes, so they could only bring them bucket by bucket.

The high-pitched crowing of the rooster kept coming and going in Xujia Village, which was mixed with a few barking dogs. Although it was not yet dawn, many people in the village had already left their beds, and smoke was wafting from the chimneys on the roof.

Similar to yesterday, when the villagers saw him carrying the barrel, surprise flashed in their eyes, then they stopped their work and respectfully called out young master.

Many people who had worked as hired labor in his family even wanted to come over to take over the burden on his shoulders, saying that they wanted to help him carry water.

Xu Fugui naturally refused, and once again asked them not to call him young master again.

The two wooden buckets were filled with water, and together they weighed at least eighty catties. Xu Fugui felt quite relaxed walking on the dirt road, and the buckets were stable without spilling a drop of water.

"Master Xu's family doesn't seem like he's working for the first time, and he'll gain strength." Someone said casually after seeing this scene.

In rural areas, it is easy to identify those who can work and those who can't. Those who can't work don't use their strength.

For example, if you are carrying a burden, if you are a city dweller, let alone the stability of the load, your shoulders will be worn out after a while, and the burden will not be able to handle you.

But peasants who can use strength can often use less strength to carry heavier burdens and last longer.

Xu Fugui also became a qualified farmer after countless hard work.

After going back and forth several times and filling the water tank, Jiazhen, Xu's father and Xu's mother also got up.

"Well, not bad." Father Xu praised with a slight smile.

"Fugui, you must be tired. Oh, when did you do such rough work when you were young?" Mother Xu's eyes were full of distress.

Jiazhen didn't say a word, with a gentle smile on her lips, and a pair of beautiful eyes staring at him happily.

"Master, let me do the work of carrying water in the future." Lai Shun seemed a little embarrassed.

The food in the morning was the same as last night. One person cooked a sweet potato. Unexpectedly, no one complained. Everyone stared at him from time to time while eating, as if to see if he could accept it.

After eating sweet potatoes, I barely stuffed my stomach with something, brought a basin of hot water to wash my face, walked into the house, and prepared to change into clean clothes and go to the city.

Jiazhen followed closely behind, bending over with difficulty to help her find clothes.

"Jiazhen, I'll come by myself, you should rest well."

As if Jiazhen hadn't heard of it, she found out his old white silk gown, her eyes hesitated, and she obviously wanted to say something.

"Why do you wear this, it's slippery, like saliva, I don't wear it."

"Pfft."

Jiazhen covered her mouth and chuckled, "That's not something a young master can say."

"You all know that I'm not the young master anymore. Isn't it a joke to go out wearing silk clothes? Change one, change one."

Jiazhen put the silk gown on the bamboo bed, and found a clean white coarse cloth dress for him to change into.

To be honest, Xu Fugui's appearance is not bad. At first glance, he seems a little ordinary, but he is a good-looking type, and the more he looks at it, the more handsome he becomes.

After washing her face, she changed into decent clothes, her skin was fair, her fingers were slender, her shoulders were broad and her legs were long, she seemed to be the same young master back then, Jiazhen looked a little dazed.

The reason why she was willing to marry into the Xu family was not because of Xu Fugui's smooth tongue and good looks.

Xu Fugui squatted down, put his ear on Jiazhen's stomach, closed his eyes and listened carefully.

"Why didn't our son move?"

Jiazhen stroked her stomach lightly, "It's not yet born, how do you know it's a son, what if it's a girl again."

Xu Fugui chuckled, "Son, it's my son."

Jiazhen didn't argue with him about these meaningless issues, she put away her smile, and while tidying his clothes, exhaled like blue, "Fugui, you went to the county seat, but you can't go north of the city."

The north of the city is the most prosperous place in the county, where casinos and brothels are located.

Xu Fugui understood what she meant, looked at her rosy lips, couldn't help but bowed his head and pecked, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't go to casinos or brothels again."

"In the past, I was deluded. I have such a good wife and daughter at home, but I still went outside to fool around."

Jiazhen's fair face flushed instantly, she clenched her fist and gave him a light slap, "I'm not ashamed in broad daylight."

"Aren't you ashamed tonight?"

Jiazhen turned around and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Okay, go to the county seat, I'll wait for you to come back at home."

Xu Fugui touched the silver dollar in his arms, hummed, picked up the silk gown on the bamboo bed, turned and left.
(End of this chapter)