Walking into a cesspit, the best evil widow wants to stand up

After coming out of the academy, Shen Ping went to the bookstore again. Since she planned to send Wu Chun to school, she had to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

There was no printing technology at this time, and papermaking was relatively primitive, so paper was relatively expensive. Shen Ping took a simple look and found that one tael of silver could only buy 100 sheets of rice paper at the bookstore, which was too expensive.

Shen Ping found an alley, took out the backpack from the space, opened the Laughing Shit Man Mall and took a look, and found that these things were available, and they were much cheaper than those in the bookstore.

Not to mention anything else, 100 pieces of this rice paper only cost 200 yuan in the mall, and the quality is much better. The pen and ink are also cheaper by about a tael of silver, and I also need a set of inkstones and brushes.

I thought about the children at home and bought some candies. The candies outside are very expensive and there are few varieties. There are many varieties to choose from in the mall.

I looked up and saw that the sun had begun to set in the west. I had to hurry up and go back. I didn't know if Old Huangtou's car was still there.

After a while of hurrying and slowing down, I was still a step too late when I reached the intersection. Old Huangtou's car was not found at the intersection, so I had no choice but to walk.

Heyang Ji is 20 miles away from Kaoshan Village on a mountain road, and it takes almost an hour to walk at the fastest. However, Shen Ping is a martial arts practitioner, and she has been drinking spiritual spring water during this period, so she can walk faster than ordinary people.

In addition, Shen Ping was as light as a swallow as she was not carrying too many things on her body. There was no one on the road along the way. She walked for more than a quarter of an hour and was nearly half the distance.

After passing through a mountain road, you can see the direction of the mountain village in the distance. Shen Ping couldn't help but quicken her pace, turned a corner, and saw a carriage approaching.

Because she is a martial arts practitioner, her eyesight is better than others. Shen Ping looked at the people in the car from a distance and felt familiar. Taking a closer look, it turned out to be spring.

I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth. I didn't expect that this son was really sensible. He would come back to pick me up without telling me.

Seeing that spring was coming, Shen Ping didn't leave immediately. She found a stone and sat up.

Dachun, who was on the carriage, saw from a distance that there seemed to be someone sitting on the stone in front of him, and it was still a goose-yellow color. He looked very similar to the clothes his mother was wearing today, and he couldn't help but raise his whip very fast.

As expected, the person sitting on the rock was really my mother. Dachun quickly stopped the car and smiled innocently with his dark face: "Mom, I'm lucky I met you, otherwise I wouldn't know where to find you!"

"Didn't Mom tell you to go back first? Don't worry about Mom? Why did you run out again?" Although her heart felt warm, Shen Ping still said with a straight face.

Dachun looked aggrieved: "Mom, I know, but my wife said that she was afraid that you would be late when you came back and there would be no car, so she asked me to go and see if Old Huangtou was back? As a result, I took a look and found that Old Huangtou had come back early. I I’ll come out to pick you up!”

Shen Ping raised her eyebrows, and she knew that this son would not take the initiative to care about others, but the boss and his wife were caring.

"Mom, get in the car quickly! We're going back." He said, taking Shen Ping's backpack.

Shen Ping nodded and got on the carriage. Although the road was a little bumpy and the carriage was uncomfortable, I could finally free my feet.

Finally arriving at the entrance of the village, the carriage began to slow down. Since the villagers all went to Qingfeng Mountain to look for mountain goods, the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village has become much deserted, with not as many people gathering under the tree as before.

These days, even eating is a problem. When we have a little time, everyone is looking for something to eat. How can we have so much free time to gossip.

There are still a few elderly people left, who occasionally sit and chat and see what's new in the village.

"Hey, isn't it a great spring? Why is there a girl sitting in your carriage today? It's terrible for your wife to see her!" said a trembling old woman.

"Yeah, whose girl is this? She's so beautiful!" Several other old women also gathered around after hearing this, staring at Shen Ping with their old eyes dim.

Fearing that the carriage would hit them, Dachun stopped quickly. Hearing their words, he couldn't laugh or cry, and said to the old woman in front of him: "Sixth Po, that's not a girl from another family, that's my mother!" "

Shen Ping took a look and saw that it was the village chief's mother, Mrs. Liu. She couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering. Is it that exaggerated? She put on makeup and they didn't recognize her anymore.

"What! Is she your mother?" But everyone was stunned.

"Impossible, your mother's face is so white and beautiful! Mrs. Liu shook her head, she didn't believe it!

"Sixth Aunt, Dachun is right, it's me, I'm Shen Ping!"

As soon as Shen Ping spoke, everyone was stunned. Yes, this was the voice of Da Chun Niang!

"Oh, it turns out it's you, the great spring lady! Why are you so beautiful today?" Suddenly, these old ladies all clapped their thighs in an exaggerated way.

"Da Chun Niang, let me see if your face is powdered." After Mrs. Liu said that, she reached out to touch Shen Ping's face.

"Hey, Sixth Aunt, don't talk but don't move! If you do this again, I won't be polite!" Shen Bing dodged Liu's hand and said coldly. Isn't she very talkative during this time?

After listening to Shen Ping's words, Mrs. Liu stopped angrily. I almost forgot that this eldest lady is fearless in Kaoshan Village. Although her son is the village chief, she can't make it difficult for him.

"Dachun, let's go!"

At this time, Dachun also reacted and quickly raised his whip: "Drive..."

Liuya and Lele were leaning against the courtyard gate and looking towards the road, their little faces full of worry: "Why isn't mother coming back?"

Suddenly Lele pointed forward, her little face became excited: "Sixth Aunt, look, my dad is back, and grandma is back too!"

Liuya's little round face nodded excitedly: "Yes, I saw it too." After saying that, he hurriedly walked out of the courtyard to greet him.

"Liuya, Lele, you two get out of the way first." Dachun said quickly, fearing that the carriage would hit them, and drove the carriage into the courtyard gate.

Mrs. Wen and Mrs. Xie were cleaning the pig waste in the courtyard. Siya and Wuchun were also doing their work beside them, while Mrs. Wu was looking at Qiaoqiao.

Seeing this scene, Shen Ping couldn't help but nodded. Everyone has a clear division of labor, so that things can be done quickly.

"Mom, you are so beautiful today! Like a fairy!" Liuya ran over and looked at Shen Ping with surprise on her face.

"Yes, grandma looks great today!" Lele, a tough-headed girl, also chimed in. Grandma went to the market today. I wonder if there is anything delicious. After saying that, he peeked at the backpack with one eye.

Shen Ping laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth after being slapped with rainbow farts by two little brats: "You two are the only ones with sweet mouths!" She said and jumped out of the carriage.

"Grandma..."

At this time, Qiaoqiao also staggered over, shaking his head excitedly with a cute little face.

Shen Ping quickly reached out and picked up Qiaoqiao and kissed her on the face: "Qiaoqiao is so good!"

Si Ya couldn't help but take a peek, this girl is so beautiful today, and she is so kind to the three little ones now! But I only have to work! He rolled his eyes again at the thought.