Farmhouse Stone Mountain

The weather is getting colder and colder, and Fu Yi is busy going to other branches in the town to check the situation. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are piles of ledgers piled up. Before leaving, he told Shi Shan: "I can catch up with the production before this year." He wants as many kimchi peppers as he wants.

So now Shijilou only sells rice noodles and roasted bait, and spends most of the time collecting vegetables and peppers at the door.

The people in the town are okay, but the lotus flower and chili peppers are not rare in the village, and those who can't be eaten and sold are left at home. Many villagers get the news that Shijilou collects these two and rush to the town.

The rice noodle workshop is on the right track, not as busy as before. These days, Dalin and Ye Yuan have come to the store to help.

There was a small table set up at the entrance of Shiji Building, and Dalin and Ye Yuan weighed the vegetables and paid the money, and the fat girl was responsible for getting all the vegetables to the backyard when she was strong.

Shi Shan moved a stool and sat with Erlang's legs crossed. He took an apple in his hand and took a big bite. The ring on his ring finger was shining.

After a few bites, Shi Shan bit the apple until only the core was left, threw it away, stood up from the stool, and said to the bustling queue, "Everyone pick up the ones in the basket first, I don't care about the rotten ones." Take it, there are so many people watching, if I catch you face to face, it will not look good."

As soon as he finished speaking, many people in the long line started to move after a while. The villagers who wanted to take advantage of the troubled waters carefully grabbed the bad peppers from the bottom of the basket. Being taken out, it is better to save time now, so as not to be laughed at.

Shi Shan stood and watched for a while before sitting back on the stool.

The long queue was gradually shortening, and Shi Shan yawned a lot. When the weather was cold, he felt sleepy and wanted to lie down under the covers.

Ye Yuan called the dishes good, counted the money, and told Dalin the amount. Dalin wrote it down clearly on the paper. When it was the next person's turn, Dalin said, "That village? What's its name?"

Ye Yuan has already taken the person's basket, and is digging into it to see if there is any damage. After a look, they are all good, clean and there are no rotten leaves, just about to be called.

"... Zhou, from Zhou Family Village"

Dalin paused in his hand, looked up at the simple village woman in front of him, and Shi Shan, who was still dozing off just now, had already looked over.

Shi Shan: "You, are you Tuesday's daughter-in-law?"

Erleng's daughter-in-law looked a little unnatural, and she pulled the corner of her dusty clothes with her hand, "Well, I, I'm here to sell vegetables, if you want to, take it, I can take it back." Yuan snatched back the basket in his hand.

"Wait" Shi Shan looked at the person who was about to leave in a hurry, and stopped her.

Shi Shan stood up from the stool and looked around the half-length line, heh, sure enough, he saw many acquaintances.

"Father, brother Fuwa made red date porridge, it's delicious." Little Pumpkin ran out with short legs holding a small green bowl.

Seeing that he was holding it in his hand, Shi Shan was startled, "My dear son, why are you holding it with bare hands, is it hot?"

The little pumpkin bared its small white teeth, "It's not hot, I brought it when Brother Fuwa got cold."

The weather is cold, and the little pumpkins and their children in the academy only go to the academy every few days. These days, the little pumpkins cook and eat around Fuwa, and they got a little angry a few days ago.

Shi Shan took the bowl in his hand, molded it, and he was relieved that it was not hot.

"Aunt Erleng!"

When Little Pumpkin saw someone, his eyes lit up, and he ran forward, raising his head, "Aunt Erlen, Aunt Erlen, I am Little Pumpkin"

The little pumpkin's face is a bit fleshy, and it's no longer as thin as before, so thin that it will fall down when the wind blows. The child I haven't seen for a long time, but I saw that he was wearing exquisite clothes, with a circle of rabbit fur sewn on the neckline and cuffs, he looked like a noble boy, and he couldn't reach out for a while, his whole body was dusty. Come on, don't get his clothes dirty.

"Aunt Erlen, don't you remember Little Pumpkin?"

The little pumpkin ran over to hold her hand, which was icy cold in the cold wind. His two little hands were holding the hand of Tuesday Leng's daughter-in-law, and he was blowing into it, "Aunt Er Leng, are you cold? Let's go, I I'll take you inside to warm up the fire and drink jujube porridge, it will be hot in a while."

On Tuesday, Leng's daughter-in-law smiled unnaturally, and looked at Shi Shan, who had already finished the red jujube porridge with a few mouthfuls, but didn't know what to say.

Shi Shan stuffed the empty bowl into the little pumpkin's hand and let him go in first. The little pumpkin looked at the person and obediently went in with his head down.

Shi Shan walked up to Tuesday's daughter-in-law and pulled her basket over to take a look, "Weigh it to see how many there are."

He had just finished speaking, and several people in the crowd were overjoyed just now, but were immediately stunned by what he said next.

Shi Shan pointed to several people in the team, "As for you, you, you, you all carry them back, I won't accept them"

"Why?" A village woman who was accused was neither convinced nor angry, "Zhou Zheng's family, tell me, how could he do this!" She said, pulling out Mrs. Zhao who was hiding behind her.

Hiding in the crowd, Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Yang still had the same sarcastic look as before, the only difference was that they didn't dare to yell at Shi Shan anymore, and hid with their heads down.

"Speak up, you used to be his mother-in-law, no matter what, let him read about the old love of our Zhou family village." Seeing that Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Yang were silent, the village woman deliberately raised her voice to let the people next to her listen.

Shi Shan looked coldly, "Why? Because you are from Zhoujia Village! I can buy whoever I want because the money is in my hands. If you are sensible, get out! I have nothing to do with you."

The village women were also taken aback for a moment, not daring to yell at the stone mountain like they used to. Now that they are rich, they still whispered, "Then why do you accept Erleng's daughter-in-law? She is not ours." Zhoujia Village"

"Just because they were good to my son in Zhoujia Village back then."

The village women were stunned, and said angrily for a while, "...a big man is so fussy"

Shi Shan smiled, "I just care about it. What you wanted was my son's life. I'm a big man and I can't care about it? Let me put it aside, but don't rush to me if you have anything to do with your Zhou family village. Don’t you like to use living people to sacrifice, the village is rich, why is life so difficult now? Sacrifice doesn’t work anymore? I won’t pick your Zhoujia Village even if I pull that village, fuck off!”

A few village women looked at the ones in the basket that had been carried back early in the morning. In fact, the villagers in the village did not allow them to come, but they still wanted to sell some money after making an appointment. .

Several villages are poorer than Zhoujia Village because they have earned a lot of money this year by working in the rice noodle workshop. Only their village guards a few acres of land and depends on God for food, especially in Lishui Village. I heard that next year every family will raise grain flowers. Fish, that fish is precious, and Mao Xiding's family built a large brick and tile house just to raise that fish this year.

But they had no choice but to leave, but a young village woman next to Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Yang stared at Shishan several times.

On Tuesday, daughter-in-law Leng saw that the few people who came together had left, she smiled at Shi Shan, took the basket and was about to leave, "Thank you Shi Shan, but I still won't sell this dish today."

Shi Shan had already grabbed another apple, biting the apple until only one core remained.

"The ones I want to see in Zhoujia Village are your husband and wife. When the rice noodle workshop was recruiting workers, I intended to let your man come, but he must have cared about the village. He didn't come here. Everything in this world is dead, only people are alive. You If you think about it well, you can come to work after the next year, it doesn’t matter if you don’t come, I will take this opportunity to repay my son’s kindness, and it’s up to you to accept this kindness.”

On Tuesday, the daughter-in-law froze for a moment, "I know, I have caused you trouble."

Two hundred urns were neatly placed in the backyard. In the past few days, they were washing and chopping vegetables. The shop assistants Da Lin, Ye Yuan and Xiao Jiang rushed to soak the lotus white and chili.Shi Shan paid five liang of silver for them by himself, and they laughed from ear to ear while holding the money. They earned five liang of silver in five days. At the beginning, Dalin said he was too busy to recruit a few workers very quickly.

Shi Shan: "There is only so much money. If you recruit more people, you will get less. They are all young and able to work. It will be better to get more money for the new year."

In fact, they can finish it in three days with a few quick steps, but Dean He has to come to the store every day to read in the backyard hut, and the few people move lightly to avoid disturbing him, which only delays for a few days.

When Shi Shan entered the room, He Junzhi was hugging the little pumpkin, holding his hand and teaching him to write.

Shi Shan wondered: When did these two get so close?Well, but being close is a good thing.

"Are you hungry?" Shi Shan asked.

"I'm not hungry, I just ate glutinous rice cakes." The little pumpkin nestled on He Junzhi's lap. It's cold now, and Mrs. He sewed a circle of warm rabbits on the sleeves, trousers, and collar of the clothes that Mrs. He made for the little pumpkin. Mao, everyone looked fatter.

The two old people love the little pumpkin. It's shameful. Now they come to pick up the little pumpkin every day and go to He Mansion for a meal. After the meal, Mr. He plays backgammon with the little pumpkin.

Shi Shan just sat down, and He Junzhi stuffed the stove into his hand, "It's almost Chinese New Year, and things in the store should stop, if you're too tired, hire a few more guys, I have the money"

Shi Shan bared his white teeth, and stuffed the stove in Little Pumpkin's hands, "Keep your money for yourself, and raising a daughter-in-law is what I should do, and I will rest in a few days. When Fu Yi takes the pickles, I will Happy Chinese New Year with peace of mind." Picking up the little pumpkin on his lap, he found that the child was really heavy, and he didn't know if it was because of wearing too much or because of his recent growth.

"Father can't hold me, but Father He can, Father He is amazing"

Shi Shan blushed, he didn't know when Little Pumpkin would change his words to be Shunliu, He Junzhi agreed as naturally as he wanted, which made him ashamed.

Shi Shan knocked on his little head, "I'm not that good? Also, I haven't married anyone yet, so why call me Daddy? I'm a big kid."

As soon as the words fell, Shi Shan looked over with a cold gaze. Shi Shan looked up at the obviously angry person, looked away unnaturally, patted Little Pumpkin's butt, and asked him to go outside to play with Fuwa.

Looking up at the man with a serious face, Shi Shan suddenly felt like he was going to die.