Take the idiot to farm

"This is the restaurant opened by your sister Zhenzhen. Sit down and eat boldly! Zhenzhen, Wang Zhenzhen!" Cheng Zhanming took Wen Ze to a breakfast shop and said loudly to the people inside.

"Niuba, you are a soul caller! Oh, it's Ozawa who is back, come in!" A 27-year-old woman with an apron came out and scolded Cheng Zhanming angrily when she saw Wenze's wrinkled face Shangzhang smiled and greeted Wenze warmly.

"Wang Zhenzhen, do you want me to call you by your nickname too!" Cheng Zhanming said with a stare.

"How dare you!" Wang Zhenzhen stared.

"Sister Zhenzhen!" Wen Ze laughed, called Wang Zhenzhen, pulled Chu Han down, and Chu Han followed suit.Wang Zhenzhen is also from the same village as Wenze. Later, she married into another village and now runs a snack bar in the county. She is the same age as Cheng Zhanming.

"Ozawa has become a townsman. You look so good-looking, and you are as white and tender as when you were a child! The buns are stuffed with meat, mushrooms, and vermicelli. This is shredded pickles. This is Chili sauce, eat it with it, it’s delicious! You eat it first, if you don’t have enough, I’ll scoop the porridge for you.” Wang Zhenzhen took two baskets of steamed stuffed buns quickly and said, one basket of steamed stuffed buns has six palm-sized steamed buns .

"Sister Zhenzhen, I'm sorry to trouble you." Wen Ze felt a little sorry, Wang Zhenzhen had already gone to scoop porridge for them.

"You're welcome!" Cheng Zhanming saw that Wen Ze was going to get up to help, so he stuffed Wen Ze with a bun for him to eat.

"Be hungry, eat." Wen Ze gave the buns to Chu Han and said.

Cheng Zhanming stuffed a steamed stuffed bun into his mouth and left. After a while, a plate of deep-fried dough sticks and a small pot of soy milk came over.

"Freshly ground soy milk is delicious, you can eat it casually, and eat it open!" Cheng Zhanming said.

"Brother, there are already a lot, you should sit down and eat too." Wen Ze said.Say thank you to them, say no, they will really get angry, just like the birth share just said, Wen Ze has long remembered this friendship.

"Wait a minute, there are pot stickers next door. You were greedy for those when you were a child. I'll go get some more. If you can't finish eating, take them away!" Cheng Zhanming said and went out again.

In the past, Wen Ze was sure that a steamed bun and a portion of soy milk would be enough for him, but now that Chu Han is here, he might not pack it.

Cheng Zhanming took another six potstickers with different flavors, and two bowls of eight-treasure porridge before sitting down.

"Eight-treasure porridge is very bad. You like the big red beans in it the most. This year my dad planted big red beans in the field, and he even said to send you some. When you leave later, just take it with you." Cheng Zhanming said.

"Yeah." Wen Ze nodded. He told Uncle Cheng that he would come back, but he didn't say that he might not leave after he came back. We can only talk about it later.

In the village, Wen Ze treated Uncle Cheng as his uncle and Cheng Zhanming as his brother.

Grandpa Wen Ze and Uncle Cheng's father are cousins ​​of Guaiwan'er, and they have some relatives. They grew up together and have a good relationship. Uncle Cheng and Uncle Wen Ze's father are about the same age and have a good relationship.When Grandpa Wen Ze was ill, the Cheng family paid a lot of money. Uncle Cheng's father took out his own coffin. In the end, Grandpa Wen Ze passed away, and the Cheng family helped him to bury him later. Wen Ze felt really sorry for the one who was in school, and the Cheng family wasn't the only one that had the final say on Cheng Erbo, there were some things involved, after his grandfather was buried, Wen Ze dropped out of school and went to work outside.

The breakfast in the small county is cheap, generous and solid.

Wen Ze was full soon, took 50 yuan and stuffed it into Wang Zhenzhen's money collection box while Wang Zhenzhen was not paying attention.

"You're extra!" Cheng Zhanming said to Wen Ze.

"You can eat enough for yourself and the whole family is not hungry. You should treat me to something. Sister Zhenzhen has children." Wen Ze said.

"Can this eat so much? Be careful she beats you later! Hey, what's the matter with this idiot? He eats more than me, and you bring back a bucket of rice!" Cheng Zhanming bit a toothpick and said foolishly, Chu Han, who touched Wen Ze and looked at Zhenghuan who was eating, asked Wen Ze.

"His name is Hanhan. I met him in Lincheng and saved me. He was helpless and had some mental problems, so I brought him here." Wen Ze said simply.

"Saved you? How did you save it?" Cheng Zhanming asked.

"I crossed the road without looking at the road, and was almost hit by a car." Wen Ze said.

"I'm distracted again, you boy, how many times have I told you! How dangerous it is!" Cheng Zhanming spit out a toothpick and said, reaching out to pat Wen Ze's head. Reaching out quickly to block Cheng Zhanming's movements, he glared at Cheng Zhanming.

"If you hit him, I'll hit you!" Chu Han said fiercely.

"That's right, the reaction is quite fast! Stop fighting, and eat yours!" Cheng Zhanming couldn't laugh or cry, but Chu Han's behavior made him have a better impression of Chu Han, knowing that no matter how stupid the protector is, it's good. You can eat as much as you can, and you can't eat poorly.

"Don't worry about it like him, I will teach him slowly." Wen Ze said.

"There are so many poor people, just don't be blind to your kindness." Cheng Zhanming said.

"I know this." Wen Ze said.

"Where are you going to live when you come back? I bought a house in the county. It's just renovated and it's empty. It has three bedrooms and is bright." Cheng Zhanming said again.

"Brother, no, I'll go back to live. Second Uncle and Grandpa are both in the village." Wen Ze said.

"Tch, I knew it. If you want to show off the house, you can't show it off. Then you can still live in my house in the village. My dad tidied up a room on the second floor and installed an air conditioner. The old yard of your house is so dilapidated that you can't live in it." " Cheng Zhanming said.

"Brother, I was just about to ask you, where is there a house repairer? I want to strengthen and repair my old house." Wen Ze said.

"What are you going to live in? You can live in my house too!" Cheng Zhanming asked.

"Brother, what I said is true. This time I will stay for a few more days. The house has been repaired, and I can live in it when I come back. If you get married and have children, you can't live in your house forever." Wen Ze said.

"That house is a wooden frame structure. It's not easy to repair. It's better to build a new one. Are you sure you want to repair it?" Cheng Zhanming asked.

"I don't like brick houses. Grandpa and Dad built that house by themselves, and I want to keep it as it was," Wenzel said.

"Well, I'll find someone to build a house for you. Until it's done, you'd better live in my house." Seeing that Wen Ze was serious, Cheng Zhanming wanted to ask something, but seeing the crowds around him, he said without asking.

"Oh, isn't this Ozawa? Why are you back!" Wen Ze and Cheng Zhanming said a few words, a somewhat exaggerated female voice came, and Wen Ze could tell from the voice that this person was his The elder sister is the daughter of the family after his mother remarried, the mother's stepdaughter, Huang Xuelian.

"Why can't he come back? You lazy woman, why did you wake up so early today!" Cheng Zhanming stared at Huang Xuelian and said.

Huang Xuelian was wearing a chiffon dress, her hair was dyed yellow, curled, and her face was covered with makeup. She was in her thirties and dressed like she was in her early twenties, and she looked more fashionable than the people around her.

"Ozawa, didn't you marry a rich man? Did you charter a plane to take the villagers to the wedding? The wedding is not going to be held? Why not? Are you yellow?" Huang Xuelian ignored Cheng Zhanming's question Some gossip asked, with obvious sarcasm in their tone.

"You fucking can control it! Get the hell out!" Cheng Zhanming got angry before Wen Ze could speak.

"I don't care about it! No matter what I say, she is also his sister. He didn't invite me, not even his own mother, but invited a group of irrelevant people. They really don't know good or bad, like a white-eyed wolf. Don't invite me , I can’t even ask a question?” Huang Xuelian said with a smile.

Wen Ze's father passed away, and his mother remarried from Wen's family. Grandpa Wen Ze returned the dowry. He felt that his son's short life killed Wen Ze's mother. Life is not bad.After Grandpa Wen Ze fell ill, Wen Ze went to borrow money from his mother, and knelt at their house for a long time, but he couldn't borrow a dime. He was told that he would die if he died, so don't waste money. Wen Ze felt cold at that time up.

Wen Ze borrowed money from other people in the village and recorded it in his notebook. He paid it off a few years ago. However, he still remembers this kindness. In this marriage, one of his relatives is the villager who lent money to him at the beginning. , I also asked for their ID card number and booked a flight ticket.

And those who didn't borrow money, even his own mother, he didn't write invitations.

It's just that they didn't expect that this wedding, which had already been booked, would be ruined like that, and the air tickets were refunded, so they couldn't be invited to Lincheng.

On Huang Xuelian's side, Wen Ze naturally didn't invite her, so she was naturally angry. Knowing that Wen Ze came back in disgrace, she didn't know where she got the news, so she came to watch the joke.

"You don't care who I ask! You don't care who I marry! Don't mess around in Sister Zhenzhen's shop, get out!" Cheng Zhanming was about to hit someone, Wen Ze stopped him and said to Huang Xuelian lightly.

"Don't think that I don't know. A man wants to marry, and he has a lot of things to do. I said a long time ago that he won't grow up. You see, this is yellow before he gets married. Let you show off!" Huang Xuelian said with a smile.

Wen Ze's complexion changed. He had been mentally prepared for a long time. The people in his hometown are simple and honest. There are good people, and there are also idlers who like to play tricks and gossip. His matter was a bit big before, but suddenly there is no news, there must be someone Gossiping, I didn't expect to hear such straightforward words just after I came back.