Queen of Nongmen: Hexagrams determine the universe

Chapter 395 Where did the food go?
Ye Feng first came to the door of the pretty widow's house with two food boxes, and knocked on the door lightly. The knocks were three short and one long, and then three long and one short.

This is the secret signal he agreed with the pretty widow. When the pretty widow heard the knock on the door, she knew that Ye Feng had come first. She quickly opened the door, gave him a ecstatic wink, and said with a smile: " Dead ghost, you're here so early, you're not afraid of being seen."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful," Ye Fengxian quickly stuffed the food box in, and smiled, "I ate at Quanfulou today, and I ordered a whole table, and I'll pack all the unfinished meals for you came back."

"Is that all?" asked the Pretty Widow.

"Of course it's more than that. There are many more. I'll go to the carriage to get them now. You take these in first. If you can't finish them, you can pour them all out." Anyway, it wasn't my own money, Ye Fengxian didn't feel bad either.

"Then you must be careful when you go back and forth a few times, and you must not be seen by others. If others find out about our relationship, we will both be immersed in a pig cage." The pretty widow said nervously. exhorted.

"Don't worry, my darling, we have been in contact for so long, and no one has noticed the clue. I am nervous about life-threatening matters, and I will definitely not take it lightly." Ye Fengxian said seriously.

"Alright then." The pretty widow nodded, feeling a little relieved.

Although she also knows that every day of secret contact with Ye Fengxian is tantamount to dancing on the tip of a knife, and she may be doomed at any time, but she doesn't want to live the hard life in the past. How good it is to follow Ye Fengxian, not only can No longer do those dirty and tiring jobs, but also live a life that others envy, wearing gold and silver every day, eating delicious food and drinking hot food.

After Ye Fengxian left, the pretty widow closed the door again, leaving only a crack in the door for him to come back next time.

After Ye Fengxian moved back and forth seven or eight times, he finally brought all the dishes packed from Quanfulou to the pretty widow.

For the sake of these delicious meals, the pretty widow kept Ye Fengxian in the room for a while, and then she left with satisfaction.

Ye Fengxian was satisfied, his steps became brisk, and he hummed a little song while walking.

After returning to the old house of the Ye family, Mr. Ye came out of the room, his eyes fell on Ye Fengxian, and he asked in a deep voice, "Have all the vegetables been distributed to the villagers?"

"It's divided, Dad, why are you so worried about me?" Ye Fengxian said impatiently, "Go back to sleep, it's Haishi."

Early the next morning, Old Man Ye got up early and started wandering around the village.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and the villagers all get up very early. As soon as they saw him, they came forward to say hello.

Although Old Man Ye and Ye Qiongdan are not very close, they are grandpa and grandson after all. If they can curry favor with Old Man Ye, maybe they can ask Ye Qiongdan for anything in the future.

Mr. Ye enjoyed the feeling of being flattered. He kept smiling and greeted everyone along the way.

Hearing that everyone was praising Ye Qiongdan for his promise, but few people were praising Ye Qingyu any more, the old man felt a little displeased.

No matter how good the granddaughter is, she will always marry. If she marries, she will belong to someone else's family, and she will only glorify the ancestors of other people's family. Only the grandson is a member of her own family, and can continue the glory of a family.

"My grandson Ye Qingyu has already been admitted to the preparatory class B of Fenglin Academy, don't you know? In time, my grandson will definitely be more promising than my granddaughter. You just wait for him to pass the exams of both boy students and scholars this year." Go." Old Master Ye said solemnly.

"So Ye Qingyu's knowledge is already so good?" Everyone in the village showed envy.

"That's natural," Mr. Ye nodded triumphantly, thinking to himself, if Ye Qingyu can pass the examination for a scholar this year, then the scholar of their family is worth much more than the scholar of the Tang family, because Ye Qingyu is more important than the Tang family. That grandson of the Tang family should be young, "By the way, I asked Ye Fengxian to deliver food from door to door last night. Did you receive it?"

"Send food?" Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"That's right," Mr. Ye said, "Yesterday, we specially went to the town's Quan Fu Lou to celebrate and ordered a large table of dishes. Except for the few pickles, all the dishes were served on the table. , We couldn’t finish eating these dishes, so we asked Xiao Er to pack them up and plan to bring them back to the village to share with you.”

"Then let's go to your house to get it now." Granny Wang said.

"Didn't Ye Fengxian share the food for your family yesterday?" Mr. Ye was a little puzzled.

"No." Granny Wang shook her head and looked at the others.

The others also shook their heads blankly, and said in unison: "We didn't receive any food either."

"What, what's going on here? Are those vegetables still on the carriage? How about this, you follow me over and ask." Mr. Ye said in a daze.

The people in the village followed Mr. Ye to the head of the village. There was a carriage parked at the end of the village. The driver of the carriage was sitting on the shaft eating dry food. When he saw Mr. Ye, he greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Ye, Good morning."

"Did Ye Feng come here last night?" Mr. Ye asked nervously.

"Of course I did. He said you ordered him to bring all the vegetables home." The coachman nodded.

"What about the food?"

"He took all those dishes away seven or eight times, and never came again after that."

"That's impossible!" Mr. Ye shook his head. "When he came back from outside yesterday, I clearly saw that he was empty-handed. So, where did these dishes go?"

The villagers were also at a loss, and began to talk about it.

"I said you, the coachman, didn't you swallow all those dishes for yourself?"

"That's right, otherwise, why would those dishes disappear for no reason?"

"Give us back those vegetables! Otherwise, don't blame the people in our village for bullying the people outside!"

……

Under the angry eyes of the villagers, the coachman lifted the curtain of the carriage helplessly, and said to them: "Look, there is nothing in this carriage, where can we hide anything? Besides, Ye Fengxian really came to get it last night." Guo Cai, if you have any doubts, why don’t you question him face to face? Instead, you keep embarrassing me here? I’m just a hired coachman, how dare I take things from the master’s house? Otherwise, in the future Do you still want to do business?"

"Forget it," Old Man Ye sighed, and said slowly, "Let's go back. I will definitely make up for the food owed to the villagers."

How to make it up?
Would you like another table meal?

Quan Fu Lou is the best restaurant in Qili Town, the price of the food there is not cheap, and Ye Fengxian is going to study now, and when he is spending money everywhere, he is reluctant to spend the money.

Thinking of this, he blushed. It seemed that he had no choice but to go to Quanfulou and say that Ye Qiongdan wanted to order a table of food for the villagers so that Quanfulou would waive the order.

After all, Ye Qiongdan is Quanfulou's small boss, and it is impossible for Quanfulou to accept her account.

But when he thought of how old he was, he actually wanted to use the name of his granddaughter in order to save some money, and he felt embarrassed for a while.

what else can we do?Now the situation is stronger than the people.

After Mr. Ye returned to the Ye family's mansion resentfully, the people in the village started talking again.

"Do you think it's strange? If the coachman didn't steal the food from that cart, then where did the food go?"

"That's to say, where did that truck load of food go?"

"That's a really weird thing to do."

……

In order to protect her reputation, the pretty widow does not interact with the villagers on weekdays. Therefore, this morning, when everyone was vying to curry favor with Mr. Ye, she stayed at home and did not go out, so I don't know if everyone is guessing Where did the car food go?

She hid at home, chose a few dishes that Ye Fengxian sent over yesterday, heated them on the stove, and ate them happily.

Some villagers were going to work in the fields. When they passed by her house, they could not help swallowing their saliva when they smelled the fragrance coming from her house. They thought to themselves, wondering what this pretty widow ate this morning. vegetable?How can it be as delicious as the food cooked in the restaurant?

After Mr. Ye returned to Ye's mansion, he immediately took Ye Fengxian out of the house, and asked angrily, "Didn't you tell me last night that you went to get those vegetables? Where did those vegetables go?"

"Of course it was distributed to the villagers of Shanghe Village. Where else can I go? Dad, isn't this nonsense you are asking?" Ye Fengxian was still awake when he was lifted out of the bed by Mr. Ye, and he looked a little irritable. .

"You still dare to lie to me?" Old Master Ye was furious, "I asked the villagers early this morning, and they all said that they didn't receive the food. What's going on? Why do you want to oblige and deny?"

"What do you mean I am obedient and obedient? Didn't I also do this to save your face?" Ye Fengxian rolled his eyes and quickly found an excuse, "Think about it carefully, if we divide those leftovers Give it to the villagers in the village, so they must not have any objections, saying that our family is so rich, but they are so stingy, and only give them leftovers to eat. When they mention our family in the future, they will only laugh at it! "

"It's you who want to pack food for them to eat, and now you are the one who doesn't pack food for them to eat, why is it all yours?" Mr. Ye frowned, "Okay, I won't talk about that, food Where did it go?"

"Where can I go? It's poured into the river!" Ye Fengxian said impatiently.

"Did you dump all the food into the river? Are you a rich family? Your mother didn't have a good meal last night! If your mother knows about this Now, do you think your mother blames you?" Old Master Ye pursed his lips.

"Okay, Dad, it's all down, don't mention it anymore, okay?" Ye Feng frowned first, "I'm going back to the room to review my homework, and mother will call me after cooking!"

Old Man Ye sighed heavily, and said nothing more.

At this time, Ye Qiongdan and the others also got up, and after a brief wash, they planned to go to the town for dinner.

Last night, Ye Qiongdan sent a letter to Mrs. Zhou in Guazhou, asking Mrs. Zhou to send one or two people to the house to take care of Mrs. Huo, because she might not be able to return to Guazhou for the time being.

Mrs. Zhou readily agreed, and sent one or two trustworthy people to that house to take care of Mrs. Huo.

(End of this chapter)