Farmer’s Blessed Girl

The old Zhoutou said: "If you don't let him come, who else can come? He is the most knowledgeable person in the whole village. In Qili Village, who doesn't have a relationship with my family? If you want to talk about favoritism, it's not suitable for anyone to come, only I can go to the yamen."

As soon as I heard about going to the yamen, not to mention the Zhang family, the Zhou family was not very happy. Who likes to run to the yamen when they have nothing to do?

Both sides fell silent, and Lao Zhoutou decided directly: "Let my uncle be the host."

Bai Shan waited for a while, and when he saw no objection, he smiled and said, "Since both sides agree, then the boy will ask for a freshman."

Zhou Man and Yin He quietly stood behind the Zhou family crowd, and Batou took two wooden piers for the two of them and whispered, "There are no more stools and chairs."

Zhou Man didn't dislike it either, and just sat on the wooden pier.

Yin Or looked down for a while before carefully sitting down.

Bai Shan stood at the top of the two families and said, "Zhou Zhang and the two families are relatives by marriage and blood. It is said that they should watch and help each other. Mutual help and mutual benefit is the way."

"Yes, yes, this is the principle," Zhang Saburo responded immediately: "But their family doesn't know this principle, and the rich and noble forget us poor relatives, but they refuse to ask for help, and even beat people!"

With an "appeal" from the villagers watching, someone leaned on the fence and said, "Zhang Saburo, who said Uncle Jin's family forgot their poor relatives? We are all poor relatives, and we have not been forgotten."

There was a chorus of voices around, Bai Shan stretched out his hand to stop them, and asked, "I don't know if you asked for a favor, what do you want the Zhou family to do?"

Zhang Saburo thought of what he had confessed yesterday, swallowed his saliva, and said bravely: "That's right, I just want to ask for an errand with Chuu Lang, doesn't he have a caravan outside to do business?"

Bai Shan asked, "Anything else besides this?"

Zhang Saburo swallowed and said nothing.

Bai Shan asked, "I remember that the Zhou and Zhang families haven't seen each other for more than ten years, right? The last time was when we were only seven or eight years old? Was there any etiquette between them?"

Zhou Dalang replied on behalf of the Zhou family: "No."

He said: "In the past ten years, the Zhang family has never invited our Zhou family for weddings and funerals, and our Zhou family has never invited the Zhang family."

Bai Shan: "The relatives who came to the door after more than ten years, I don't know how many people from the Zhang family came to the door yesterday, and what gifts did they bring?"

Zhou Dalang replied: "Eight people, all are here, come to the door empty-handed."

"Hu, nonsense, we paid tribute."

"Oh," Zhou Dalang seemed to just remember, he turned around and went into the kitchen, took out a small bag and threw it on the ground, "I brought this bag and it landed in our house. The bag was tied and we couldn't open it, so not sure what it is."

"Isn't this the gift you brought to your door?" Chuu Lang rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll open it up and take a look."

So he opened the bag in front of everyone and showed it to everyone, "What a great gift."

There was a grain of millet in it, and Thursday Lang tutted, "This is a welcome meal at my house, and I have to grind the millet into rice first."

On Tuesday, Lang glared at him and reprimanded: "What nonsense, who's welcoming meal is made with millet brought by the guests? No matter how bad our family is, we still have rice for welcoming guests."

The face of the Zhang family blushed, and the clan elders couldn't help but say: "It's true that they are ignorant, a few young descendants, they don't know how to behave and make jokes, but everyone is relatives, so be tolerant."

When Thursday Lang opened his mouth to refute, he was stared at by Bai Shan and could only be suppressed.

Bai Shanchong, the elder of the Zhang family, nodded slightly and continued to ask, "I don't know what the guests said when they came to the door?"

He smiled and said, "I asked several cousins ​​and nephews of the Zhang family when they were fighting yesterday, and they were recorded."

He took out a few pieces of paper from his arms and unfolded them for everyone to see, and then divided them into two for the people on both sides to see, "But their memory may not be as good as that of Brother Thursday, and there may be mistakes and omissions, so it's better to ask Brother Thursday to remember. some time?"

Thursday Lang was excited. He was very eloquent. He traveled all over the world. When he came back, he had to learn the outside world for the children at home. He was very familiar with this kind of thing.

Yesterday, the Zhang family was interrogated, and the question was answered in a dry way. How could it compare to the vivid and vivid description of Thursday Lang?

He also started to perform, and made the eight people come alive.

The onlookers watched with relish, but the Zhang family, including the clan elders, all turned blue.

This is really embarrassing, even the face of Zhang Saburo, who has always been righteous and thought he was right, was a little red.

"You, you are slander!"

"Yes, it's slander, we didn't do that yesterday."

"It's not slander, I saw it yesterday," said the person who was lying on the fence: "I just came back from cutting rice yesterday, and I saw it when I passed by the door of Uncle Jin's house. That's how they are."

"You are from Qili Village, so naturally you are facing the Zhou family, and your surname is Zhou."

Bai Shan raised his hand to stop their quarrel, not being serious about whether it was right or wrong, "Although the family is surnamed Zhou and the family is Zhang, their family is the same as your family, they are all relatives of the father-in-law's family, why two Do your relatives know your father-in-law's family completely differently?"

"There are more than two families. This is because all our relatives in Qili Village are different from the Zhang family."

Bai Shan looked at the clan elders of the Zhang family, "Clan elders, the relationship between the two families is clear to each other. Everyone has heard about the same thing yesterday. I wonder how the clan elders will judge?"

"How else can we break it?" One person said: "It's just some quarrel between relatives, each goes back to his own house, and each finds his own mother."

The patriarch of the Zhang family got up and wanted to leave. Zhang Saburo was unhappy and shouted, "Then we'll be beaten for nothing? We were locked up all night yesterday."

"Then what else do you want? Seeing that you are clean and uninjured, you two were pushed yesterday, and you fought back."

Bai Shan also stopped the elder of the Zhang family, "The Zhou family also has something to say."

He said: "It is said that the relationship between the Zhou family and the Zhang family has faded a lot in this generation. Relatives, unlike close relatives like parents and brothers, who have broken bones and connected tendons, they move less, and the relationship has faded. ."

"But the Zhou family still has to say it clearly, the Zhou family and the Zhang family should break up."

"What did you say?" The Zhang family's eyes widened, and his face sank. "What does this mean? The two families are breaking up for such a trivial matter?"

The old Zhou family said: "The two families didn't communicate with each other for more than ten years, and it's no different from breaking up."

"Since you don't think there is any difference, then you can stop contacting as before, and just treat it as a divorce. Why, now your Zhou family still wants to write it down in black and white?" The Zhang family said angrily, "Don't go too far."

Good night