Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 213 The Pit Depth 059 Meters Affair in the Village (1)
As the saying goes: "If you don't go out in the morning glow, the sunset glow will travel a thousand miles." When the morning glow is gone, the sky will be gloomy and it will rain again.

This small village near the water was very lively because two foreigners in luxurious clothes were guests at Wang Sanmazi's house.

The village is too small, you can pee at the head of the village, and you can see the water at the end of the village. No matter what happens, you can't avoid the eyes and ears of the villagers.

Wang Sanmazi's daughter-in-law is a hard-working person. A guest at home gave her a piece of white silver. She scooped out the white rice that was saved in the rice jar and slaughtered the chickens that were going to be eaten after the Mid-Autumn Festival. one.

Nan Rong is rich, but similar to any ancient society, due to traffic reasons, the rich are in the towns, and the country people are poor.Especially this village is really remote, almost completely self-sufficient, backward, poor, and the sparse crops on the field are wilting due to soil and water problems. In such a situation, the harvest is not high.

The life of the villagers is difficult, but because they have little contact with the outside world, they are simple and honest, and they are not as defensive as the people of later generations. When they see the two, they are almost warmly invited into the house.

At that time, people seldom traveled far, and they were very curious about outlanders. From time to time, they would come over with a hoe and ask questions.

The third daughter-in-law of Wang just finished speaking, and poked her neck to look into the yard again, "Daughter-in-law Wang, do you want to eat chicken today?"

"Yes, brother Dayong will bring his sister-in-law over to have a bite later?" Third Wang's wife is gentle, she always smiles when she sees everyone.

The villagers are not rich, and they don't eat chicken for no reason. Naturally, Dayong would not respond to such polite words. He just smiled and put down a pile of firewood on his shoulders, letting Wang San's wife burn it, and curiously Looking around, he lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "Wang San's daughter-in-law, is it someone from your natal family?"

"Brother Dayong is joking, how can there be such a decent person in my natal family?" Wang San's wife scalded the slaughtered chicken with boiling water, and picked the chicken feathers in a wooden bucket, "Two foreigners, washed down by the flood, I I guess they are from Upper Village."

Mo Jiu walked over, smelling the smell of scalding chicken feathers in boiling water, and was taken aback when he heard the words, "Sister-in-law, it's called Shangliu Village, what's the name of your village?"

Wang San's daughter-in-law raised her head and said with a smile, "Our village is called Xialiu Village."

Mo Jiu looked at the sky: "...Isn't it too easy to get this name?"

The villagers were already used to the name, so they didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Wang San's daughter-in-law smiled cheerfully, chatted with her neighbor Dayong, and put the firewood he brought into the stove.The continuous rain in the past few days made the firewood in her house damp, and the black smoke from cooking choked me to death. Usually, it doesn't matter. Now that there are distinguished guests at home, they still pay attention to the way of hospitality. This dry firewood is good for lighting a fire.

Mo Jiu was wearing the clothes of Wang San's wife, who had given birth to two children and was much bigger than her. The clothes she was wearing were airy and airy. She tied a straw rope around her waist and sat on the chair. At the door of the kitchen on the side of the courtyard, watching Wang San's wife take care of the chicken, drooling thinking about the delicious and tender chicken.

This guy loves to eat, and only remembers to eat.

Just for a while, she stared at the chicken and thought about seven or eight chicken-related dishes, and she had completely forgotten the ups and downs from Xun's tomb and the happiness or unhappiness with Xiao Qian.In the world in her eyes, there was only one chicken left, so when Xiao Qian went out, she didn't even see it.

Seeing her sitting in a daze, Wang San's wife looked back and said with a smile, "Little lady, why don't you go and sit in the main room? It's windy outside, and it's going to rain again. Your thin body, soaked in water, carefully catches the cold and gets sick." .”

(End of this chapter)