Wang family small peasant girl

Chapter 3

"Yes, I'm thirteen this year. After three months, I'll be fourteen in the next year." Although Zhou muttered in his heart, he still had a smile on his face, and didn't ask directly, just like a normal chat.

Mrs. Jiang also walked around for a long time, thinking that it was time to get down to business, "The time is coming soon, the baby has grown so big, and it is time to say kiss at this age, did your Yun'er come to see her before?" family?"

Mrs. Zhou thought that she had guessed right. Mrs. Jiang came to Yun'er today, her face was a little stiff, and her voice was a little lower, "Shuanzi's parents still don't know about our family's affairs. , Yun'er has been kissing that doll for many years, you must know it."

"I know, I know, I just thought that the baby was young at that time, and the two of you were just joking, and didn't count on it. It's all my wife's ignorance. If that's the case, let's pretend that I didn't say anything today." Mrs. Jiang saw Zhou Shi directly mentioned the baby's kiss, how could she talk about it again, it's better not to mention anything at all.

Mrs. Zhou's complexion softened a little at this meeting, and she smiled and said, "Grandma Shuanzi, don't say that, you old man is not respected in the village, and besides, our two families have always been like a family, so what else can we say?" of."

Mrs. Jiang nodded repeatedly, she was the only one who lived to this age in their Tuntian village, and Shuanzi's parents and Zhang's family had always been close, that's why people asked her to come and talk about this Dear, I was really entrusted by someone, so I had no choice but to say this, so I hesitated for a while, and said: "Since the Youqing family said so, then I will brave my old face and say this. I am here, It was also entrusted by someone to beg your Yun'er to come."

These days, there are so many gossips about Yun'er in the village. In this kind of limelight, there will be no reliable people coming to beg. Zhou is indeed not very happy, but it is not good to refute the old man's face, so he can only smile and say: " Who are you begging for this time?"

"Cough, cough, cough." Jiang cleared her throat unnaturally, and said, "This trip is to beg Yun'er for the eldest son of Chang Tiemu's family, Chang Man."

Mrs. Zhou hadn't finished listening to the words, her face changed color with a brush, and before she could refute, she had just finished eating the corn paste and put down the bowls and chopsticks, and Zhang, who was sitting on the threshold weaving bamboo baskets, stood up straight and rooted, He opened his mouth and yelled: "If it wasn't for that kid, there would be such gossip in the village, we Yun'er wouldn't have this serious illness, tormented people like this, and dared to come to propose marriage, I'll go to Chang Tiemu, We can't finish with his family, baby, go call Daqing and the others to help."

Her father-in-law has a violent temper, and Zhou knew it very well. Although she was also under fire, she had to stop her, "Father, if you want to do this, you must not spread the matter of courtship. I don’t know what to say, but we, Yun’er, are the ones who suffer in the end.” Mrs. Zhou went up to pull Zhang Liangen, and hurriedly explained the severity of it.

Zhang Liangen has a quick temper, but his mind is not confused. When Mrs. Zhou said this, he held back his breath, panting, and turned his head to look at Zhang Yun who was sitting behind the threshold. Zhang Yun is not good at such an embarrassing scene. Keep it, seeing that everyone is looking at her, hurriedly ran out of the hall and went back to the house.

Mrs. Zhou is also worried about her daughter, but at the moment she can only look at one end first, and hurriedly comforted her: "Father, let's ignore them, and the gossip will stop sooner. If you make trouble with them, it will only get worse and worse. There will be more people talking, we Yun'er really can't stand it."

Mrs. Zhou suppressed the anger in her heart, and slowly analyzed the pros and cons with Zhang Liangen, and seeing that he was no longer clamoring to call the door, she helped him to sit down, and continued: "Okay, Dad, calm down, I'm not a matchmaker after all. Visiting the door is not counted as a formal marriage proposal, but just to get word out, as long as the family doesn't tell, Shuanzi and his family don't tell, and no outsiders know about it, let's pretend it's nothing, don't bother with it or just expose it, Shuanzi Grandma, do you think it makes sense?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's not a formal marriage proposal. If you don't like it, just ignore it. Youqing's family, Youqing's father, don't worry, my wife will never say anything casually, our family The mouth is also very tight, today’s matter will end here, and no one will mention it again.” Jiang echoed repeatedly, feeling very uneasy in his heart, what kind of thing is this, if Chang Tiemu is not an old man The distant nephew, the two families have such a little relationship, and Chang Man begged and knelt, she would never go through this and provoke such a show.

"Look, Dad, Grandma Shuanzi also said the same thing, don't worry." Mrs. Zhou said with a few words of persuasion, then said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, let's stop mentioning it, let's talk about something else. "

How could Mrs. Jiang stay any longer? After a few gossips, she found an excuse to leave. After Mrs. Zhou sent Grandma Shuanzi out of the hospital, she was free to enter Zhang Yun's room.

As soon as he came in, he saw his daughter lying on the kang in a daze, thinking that she was sad again, so she quickly walked to the edge of the kang and sat down, comforting her softly, "Yun'er, it's okay, grandma Shuanzi said, this is the end of the matter." So far, Shuanzi and his family have always been honest, and they will never spread it to the outside world, so you can rest easy and recuperate, and stop thinking about it, if you think too much, how can you get well?"

Zhang Yun sat up with his hands propped up, and after listening to Mrs. Zhou's consolation, he knew that his mother was thinking about it. She was just thinking about growing vegetables in a daze, and it was not sad. She was not the original Zhang Yun. Gossiping can make her sick, and her mind is not on that at all, "Mother, I'm fine, in fact, don't blame Chang Man too much, this matter can only be said to be a coincidence, and he cannot be completely blamed."

Seeing that Zhang Yun looked normal, Mrs. Zhou finally felt at ease, but she didn't like to listen to what she said, "Why don't you blame him, if he didn't trick you into going to Qingtun Ridge, why would you be caught cold by the shower? It’s not like this, and you can’t get this disease.”

Seeing Zhou's unhappy face, Zhang Yun stopped persuading her. No matter how this incident indirectly caused her daughter to die, they should complain. However, according to her own recollection, she felt that this It can only be regarded as an accident. Speaking of these children in the village, they played together from childhood to adulthood. This kind of deception and teasing jokes are also common. When there is a big shower, it can only be a pity that God is fooling people.

Zhang Yun thought about it and didn't say a word, but Zhou was angry when he thought about it, and cursed in a low voice, "The most annoying thing is that that kid rushed up the mountain without thinking and carried you back. Clever, how could you be so messed up, if you came to the house to ask your brother to go, how could the villagers see and make such gossips."

Zhang Yun sighed inwardly, this is the malpractice of ancient feudal ideology, if put in modern times, she is just a girl with wet clothes on the back of a boy, it will not be involved in such things as innocence, the original Zhang Yun would also be I won't get sick and die because of this.

"Why are you bringing this up again? Why are you so itchy? You don't think my daughter is uncomfortable enough." As soon as Mrs. Zhou finished cursing, there was a knocking sound outside the door, and the two people in the room looked over. Seeing Zhang Liangen standing outside the door, he didn't come in, but just knocked on the wooden door with a cigarette stick, glared at Mrs. Zhou, and became annoyed.

Only then did Mrs. Zhou realize that she was talking too much, so she quickly stood up and said, "Mother is going to clean up, Yun'er, don't think about it, lie down and rest." After getting the quilt, Zhou went out.

Zhang Liangen outside the door cursed and didn't speak again. Seeing Mrs. Zhou go to clean up the dishes in the hall, he put the cigarette stick in his mouth and took a puff. On the kang, he said in a muffled voice: "Baby, don't think about it. When you were only seven months old when you landed, you were as thin as a chicken. Your grandma and your mother were afraid that you would not grow up, so they went to town I prayed for blessings at the Anbao Temple on the road, and the monks in the temple told your fortune at that time, saying that your life will be prosperous, and you must have a good life in the future. Grandpa will always remember this, and you should not forget it. It’s over, it will be fine in the future.”

Zhang Yun, who was lying on the kang, listened to this in silence, turned his head to look outside the door, it was already dark outside, and there was no oil lamp to illuminate it, so he couldn't see clearly, only a slightly hunched figure could be outlined in the night, muffled voice Her words were clear, and although what she said was superstitious, her thoughts were sincere, which made her eyes ache.

"Well, grandpa is right, our family will be fine in the future." Zhang Yun blinked his sour eyes and said.

Zhang Liangen didn't say anything else, and left with his hands behind his back. That night, Zhang Yun couldn't sleep. He heard the sound of his father and elder brother coming back, and his elder brother scolding Chang Man in the hall. Well, the sound of insects that came from time to time also made the moon night not so quiet, and she didn't fall asleep tired until midnight.

When Zhang Yun woke up the next day, it was already high in the sun. Fortunately, she had a reason to recuperate, otherwise there would be no one in the countryside who got up so late.

After Zhang Yun woke up, he got up, took the wooden basin and cloth towel on the washbasin stand, and went to the kitchen. As soon as he arrived in the yard, he saw Mrs. Zhou sitting in front of the main room, picking up corn cobs.

"Yun'er, wake up, you're hungry, sorghum porridge is still stuffy in the stove, and shredded pickled melon is placed on the water tank plate, after you wash it, pack it yourself and eat quickly." Zhou ordered repeatedly.

"Hey." Zhang Yun responded embarrassingly, and went to the kitchen. After washing in the water tank, she rinsed her mouth with a bowl of water. She was not used to just rinsing her mouth without brushing her teeth. It seems that one day I will look for it to see if there are willow trees in the village. If there are any willow trees, I will break some willow branches. It is said that in ancient times this was used to replace toothbrushes.

After washing, Zhang Yun lifted the pot and filled it with thick sorghum porridge, sat down by the water tank with a small stool, held the bowl, and ate the slightly sour crispy pickled melon. Sit down next to her and help her pull the corncloth together.

Sitting under Bo Sun's head, it made her body warm. Zhang Yun sat for a while, felt comfortable and didn't want to get up, and kept helping her with the work slowly. Seeing that she was much more energetic, Mrs. Zhou didn't rush her She went into the house, and when the baskets of corn were cleared, Mrs. Zhou got up and started to do other things, leaving only Zhang Yun sitting and basking in the sun.

When the sun was in the west, Zhang's family came back from the cornfield. Zhang Zhang was the first to push the canoe into the yard. When he saw Zhang Yun, he shouted: "Yun'er, I heard from my father that you want to do more work." We have discussed the vegetable plot, and I will work with dad later, and the plot will be finished soon."

Zhang Youqing also came in carrying a load. Zhang Xing heard the voice of his eldest brother, and he crept into the courtyard and ran to Zhang Yun. The last one was Zhang Liangen. When he entered the courtyard, the first thing he did was to pull out his cigarette. Plug the tobacco leaves and smoke the dry tobacco.

"Really, then I want to see it too." Zhang Yun heard that the ground was going to be turned over, so he stood up happily, and wanted to follow his father and elder brother to watch them turn over the ground.

Zhang Youqing and Zhang Zhang didn't object, they just moved baskets of corn into the main room, and when they were done, they carried hoes and rakes to the back. Zhang Yun kept up without saying a word, and Zhang Xing naturally wouldn't miss the excitement. He also followed me.

Before they could get around the kitchen, a person rushed in from outside the fence, shouting, "Uncle Youqing, Brother Cheng Zi, go and see, Iron Lock and Changman are fighting over Yun'er."

(End of this chapter)