Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 383 I have special chatting skills

  The continuous stream of horse-drawn carriages in Xiahe Village lasted for more than ten days before it gradually quieted down. Zhu Ping'an's mother, Mrs. Chen, didn't have time to leave the house until this time. A few days ago, there was an endless stream of cars coming and going, and Mrs. Chen couldn't leave the house.

   Mrs. Chen is in her forties this year, but she looks like she is in her thirties. Especially recently, she is in a good mood, her complexion is round and healthy, and she looks younger.

The women in the village who are about the same age as Mrs. Chen are now almost eroded into aunts by the pig-killing knife of years. Whenever these people see Mrs. Chen, they can't help but look at Mrs. Chen with envious eyes, and they also love Mrs. Chen. Shi praised endlessly.

  Every time at this time, Mrs. Chen always shook her head and said with a smile, but the joy and pride on her face could not be concealed.

Chen's life is very comfortable these days. After Zhu Ping'an was elected last time, the life of the Zhu family has been different every day. Now the Zhu family has a hundred acres of fertile land, and the best paddy fields have more than sixty acres. Not even counting the donated land, if you count those, there will be more. In addition to the fields, the house has also been rebuilt, and it looks much better than the number one landlord's house in the village.

  Because there are so many fields, although there are contributors and tenants to take care of them, there must be someone to watch over them. Zhu's father himself likes farming, so he stopped driving the ox cart and took care of the family's fields instead.

  The job of driving a car back and forth in the town now falls on Zhu Pingchuan's elder brother Zhu Pingchuan. This is also a profitable job, and Mrs. Chen is reluctant to hand it over to others.

  The eldest son successfully married his wife. Although the young couple always get tired of being together, they still haven't forgotten their mother.

  Especially the news of his youngest son Zhong Huiyuan a few days ago made Chen's sense of happiness even more overwhelming.

   Apart from worrying about how well his youngest son is doing in the capital, Mrs. Chen can be said to be happy all day long.

   "Juan'er, watch the house for us, mother, go out and look around." Chen took a shoe sole in her hand, brought a needle and thread and stood at the door and told the eldest daughter-in-law.

   "Okay mother, take this small bench with you, you will get tired after standing for a long time." The eldest daughter-in-law moved a small bamboo stool and chased after Chen and said.

   "Okay, you can rest in the room, stop making clothes, I made two sets for me, your father and Dachuan, don't tire your eyes."

  Mr. Chen is very satisfied with this eldest daughter-in-law. She has a big **** and is easy to give birth to.

   "It's okay, I'm not tired." The eldest daughter-in-law smiled and shook her head.

   "You girl, you don't know how to enjoy your blessings. Listen to your mother, you can do your work anytime, don't worry." Chen said angrily.

"Hey."

  The eldest daughter-in-law nodded and smiled shyly.

  After giving instructions to the eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Chen carried a small bamboo stool with satisfaction, went out with shoe soles and needlework, and went to the usual place where a few acquainted women often gather.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Chen arrived, there were already seven or eight familiar women sitting there, some of them were collecting shoe soles, some were spinning thread, or some were carrying a big basket and sorting rice. In short, everyone sat together and did their work. While chatting, it was fun.

   "Ah, Mrs. Ping An, you are willing to come out." An old lady saw Mrs. Chen approaching and said hello.

   "The family couldn't get away a few days ago." Chen said with a smile.

   "Look, I'm not talking nonsense, do you think Mrs. Ping'an is young again?" Another aunt looked at Mrs. Chen, and hurriedly rubbed a sister-in-law next to her with her hand and said.

"That's not true, Mrs. Ping'an is about the same age as me. I have become a yellow-faced woman. Mrs. Ping'an doesn't show her age at all, she looks like a little daughter-in-law in her early thirties." The sister-in-law glanced at Chen, and couldn't help but I kept clicking my tongue.

   "How come, look at what you are talking nonsense, I am over forty." Chen's face was full of joy, but he shook his head again and again, denying it with a smile.

   "I'm not talking nonsense, Mrs. Pingan, whoever you tell me to say, you have to say so." The sister-in-law said swearingly.

  The others nodded in agreement.

   "You guys can fool me together." Although Chen refused repeatedly, the joy on his face could not be concealed.

Mrs. Chen sat down on the soles of her shoes, and everyone started chatting again. Even though it was a small mountain village, there was a lot of gossip nearby, such as the nearby Wangjia Village where wild boars entered a few days ago, and the daughter-in-law in the village was arguing with her mother-in-law Oh, what happened, Second Sister-in-law Li's big dog gave birth to another litter of puppies, etc., etc., any sentence can make everyone chat for a long time.

Mrs. Chen sat on the soles of her shoes and listened to the chatting of the crowd. After listening for a while, Mrs. Chen didn't hear what she wanted to hear. The talking Chen has a sense of dragon slaying magic, and he has practiced the ability to slay dragons, but unfortunately there are no dragons.

   But it doesn't matter, Mrs. Chen has special chatting skills.

  For example, now, in the gap between everyone chatting, Mrs. Chen spoke.

   "His aunt, you see the weather is pretty good today." Mrs. Chen looked at the busy people and said something quietly.

   "Yeah, pretty good."

   "Well, it's good."

   Everyone looked up at the sky, nodded, and replied.

  After hearing everyone's reply, Mrs. Chen spoke again, with a full and clear voice.

   "Look at that cloud."

  Chen put down the soles of his shoes, pointed to a white cloud in the sky, and asked in a full and clear voice:

   "Look at the cloud

   Does it look like my youngest son who was admitted to Huiyuan? "

  Aunts

  The piece of white cloud that Chen pointed at in the sky is embarrassing, I just stretched it at will, and it still has no shape.

   Look at that cloud, does it look like my youngest son who was admitted to Huiyuan? A sentence may seem random, but it hits the point straight, and it hits the point. Chen's question successfully led the topic to Zhu Ping'an's meeting, and the topic of everyone's chat started around Zhu Ping'an.

   "Yeah, yes, by the way, Mrs. Ping'an, your family is admitted to Huiyuan, when will you come back?"

   "I see that many horse-drawn carriages have been going to your house these days, and they are all rushing to deliver things to your house. See how well they are dressed. What are they all for?"

   "What is Ping An Lang doing here?"

   "Ms. Ping An, you are enjoying the blessings, Mr. Ping An is going to be an official now, right?"

  Seeing everyone's quick-talking questions, the smile on Mrs. Chen's face never stopped, and she answered everyone one by one. She was in high spirits, not to mention how positive she was.

  In the following time, everyone's topic will be fixed on Huiyuan + Zhu Ping'an. As long as everyone changes the topic, Chen can always use similar methods to change the topic again, and he will never tire of it.

  PS: Although I am a little embarrassed, I still ask for a monthly ticket. It is almost the end of the month, and everyone has a monthly ticket to vote for the poor. Seeing the monthly pass being left behind, the tigress was a little unhappy.

  (end of this chapter)