Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

There are many goblins around Wen Lun, among which Xiong Da counts one (Li Er), two (Cui Lian) and three (Bi He).Even though he knew that Wen Lun was devoted to him wholeheartedly, no one liked having a few fairies in front of his wife every day.The daughter-in-law still can't do without these goblins.

Comparing his heart with his heart, his daughter-in-law would definitely not want to see him surrounded by a group of goblins.Yes, the quantity is counted in groups.Even in Xiong Da's eyes, all these goblins are not as attractive as his own wife's finger. He knows what it is like in the eyes of others.

Xiong Da only needs to take a look to understand that his wife is angry!

Xiong Da: "Daughter-in-law, I'm back."

Wen Lun: "Oh." Hehe, why not just die outside?

The Yingying Yanyans in the yard soon spotted Wen Lun, and they all came over to salute Wen Lun: "My servant pays homage to Mrs. Xiong, and please greet Mrs. Xiong." The little girls were all about fifteen or sixteen years old. Fat Yan, thin, pure, glamorous, dignified, etc., has everything that one expects to find, it is simply a beauty contest.

Over the past few years, Wen Lun has already mastered the airs and other forced styles by relying on the built-in configuration of the master of the school.At this moment, even though he was already furious in his heart, the expression on his face did not change at all.

Their family is special, consisting of two men, even if it is a husband and wife relationship, the relationship is strong, but they usually pay more attention to avoid suspicion.No matter what their origins are, these little girls are going to live in Xiong's house directly.They called Wen Lun "Mrs. Xiong", which meant that she was not a girl bought by Xiong Da, but an outsider.The single girls from outsiders live in the home of two men, what will others say when they see it?They don't want fame, but he wants it!

Wen Lun held the air of Mrs. Gaoming, nodded slightly, and called Xiong Da: "Have you eaten yet?" It is imperative to teach the little raccoon a lesson, but there is no need to show it to outsiders.

Xiong Da didn't expect to hear such words from his angry daughter-in-law, he was stunned, and then he stammered and replied: "Eat, haven't eaten yet."

Wen Lun hummed and walked to the kitchen.

Before Wen Lun could take two steps, a little girl took two quick steps and said with a smile, "Mrs. Xiong, wait a moment, and the servants can go to the kitchen to deliver the message." There is no reason for the master to pass the message in person. Of course, this kind of thing is done by servants. .Before I came here, I only knew that General Zhennan was from a grassroots background, and the general's wife was a little better, but she was just a bastard from a down-and-out noble family.Looking at it today, with such a master, it is inevitable that there will be no rules.They were born in a high family, and many things must not be so careless like the Xiong family.

Sure enough, Wen Lun stopped in his tracks, lowered his head and glanced at the humble and winking little girl, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Oh?"

Xiong Da's face turned black, and a faint evil spirit permeated the air.His daughter-in-law, he himself was reluctant to say a word, how old is this ghost girl, dare to talk to his daughter-in-law like that? !

The aura is something invisible and intangible, but the people around naturally feel a chill, especially the little girl who spoke.The smile on her face lasted only for two seconds, and then she couldn't hold it anymore. After all, she came out of the deep house. Sensitivity is a compulsory course, and seeing the situation, she knew it was not good.She probably knew that she said something wrong and should ignore Mrs. Xiong's unruly words and deeds, but she still couldn't help being wronged in her heart-she did more things and taught them the rules they should have, but she did something wrong?

At this time, Cuilian brought out a tray, a large bowl of hot noodle soup, two small dishes on the side, a plate of pickles, and a plate of fruit, all ordinary things, but flowers were arranged.

This is the craftsmanship of Chef Ke. He was originally the chef of Anjiang City Restaurant, and his craftsmanship is not bad compared to the restaurants in Beijing.A bowl of noodles looks nothing out of the ordinary. The clear noodle soup has a few chopped green onions, and even the oil has been removed. It looks like a bowl of Yangchun noodles, but it is surprisingly fragrant.

The Xiong family's yard is not small, but as soon as the kitchen door was opened, everyone's eyes turned in an instant.

Cuilian seemed unaware of the quietness of the courtyard, and said to herself: "My lord, should the noodles be placed in the side hall or the flower hall?" in the bedroom.

Xiong Da replied, "Let's put it in the flower hall." Turning to the other little girl, "There are men in the yard, it's inconvenient for Mrs. Qian to live here. Don't rush to tidy up, the housekeeper will take you there later." As for where to go, Xiong Da didn't say, and no one dared to ask.

Until all the Xiong family members entered the house, the group of little girls stood still for a long time.

The folk customs in Qi State are fairly open, and there are not so many restrictions on women. It is okay to be an official, not to mention walking around the streets.These little girls had many opportunities to go out with their wives in the past, but this was the first time they encountered such a thing.When the big dog looked at its master, even if the master had some opinions on them before, it would not show embarrassment, at most it would be embarrassing, but this kind of thing that directly prevented them from even entering the house had never happened.

After a long time, a little girl said anxiously: "Madam will be here the day after tomorrow at the latest. If it is soon, I will be there tomorrow. This place where I live..." My wife is particular about everything. Not necessarily enough.And from the moment they entered the village, they noticed that the Xiong family's houses in the whole village were brick houses, and the others were adobe houses.The Xiong's family refused to let them live in. Could it be that Mrs. Madam was allowed to live in the adobe house?

Compared with the original adobe houses in Dacha Village, they have changed from dilapidated houses to affordable houses.But in the eyes of these little girls, no one can live in that house, and the animals in the family live better than that house!

The other little girl gave the one who spoke first a hard look: "Talky. If you don't talk, no one will treat you as dumb!"

The quarrel outside was just a few short sentences, and when Cuilian came out, the little girls were already in peace.

Cuilian walked past without squinting, went to the door and said to Zhao Si who had rushed back from the tea garden, "Eldest Young Master ordered you to take these people to Mr. Xiaoqian's place to settle down."

Zhao Si had just returned, and he still didn't know what was going on, but he could hear the displeasure in Cuilian's words. He frowned and said, "This is from Mrs. Xiaoqian's family? How can I get it in the yard? It's all from the girl's house." Yes, how can you live in the house? I'm not here, you can't even arrange these things? "

Cuilian lowered her head, pretending to be taught.

When Zhao Si spoke, there was a bit of reprimand, his voice didn't rise, but he didn't deliberately lower it, so the girls could hear clearly.The face could not help but turn red and turn white.

As soon as they disliked others for not being ignorant of the rules, they were slapped back on the back.This is indeed what they did not consider.Those who associate with Madam Qian are naturally people of the same class, and the accommodation is divided into inner courtyard and outer courtyard.Madam Qian wanted to be a guest at someone's house, so of course she wouldn't live outside.But they didn't consider that the Xiong family is headed by men, and there is no distinction between inner and outer courtyards.They eagerly moved their wife's things into the yard of the two men. When word got out, what happened to their wife?

Thinking of this, all the little girls turned pale.

Zhao Si's complexion was not good-looking, he managed to force a smile, and his voice was slightly frivolous: "You guys follow me."

The little girls had a lot of luggage, but they hadn't been unloaded from the carriage, so it was convenient now, so they just followed Zhao Si.

There is no place for people to live in the bamboo forest, even Master Xiaoqian and the others have already moved into the new house.It was cool in summer to let these delicate little girls live in the stilted building with air leaks from all sides, but Zhao Si didn't even have any sympathy in his heart.The master's heart is softer than his. If these little girls hadn't committed a taboo, how could they be assigned to live in such a place?Doctor Hua's pharmacy has already built a new house on the side of the medicine garden. Otherwise, other families in the village have yards to rent, so it's not a good house on stilts.

The little girls moved to the Diaojiaolou, and the Xiong's yard became quiet in an instant.

Wen Lun and Xiong Da started to eat noodles in the flower hall—Wen Lun ate noodles, Xiong Da ate pickles.

When eating, don't talk.

Wen Lun ate slowly, and Xiong Da ate so much that his face was dripping with bitterness.

After finally waiting for Wen Lun to finish eating, Xiong Daqi yelled, "Daughter-in-law~"

Wen Lun raised his eyelids.

Xiong Da picked up the small plate of fruit, peeled and removed the seeds, and handed it to his mouth, looking at it eagerly.

Wen Lun ate the whole plate of fruit unmoved, and then lowered his head and said, "Madam Qian?"

Xiong Da nodded: "Yeah. It's Xiaoqian's mother, Qian Shangshu's wife, she will come in two days, she said she will bring clothes to Mr. Xiaoqian, and spend the new year on the mountain by the way. These people are served by Mrs. Qian , first came to make arrangements for Madam Qian. When I came back, I happened to be on the same road with them, so I brought them back along the way."

Wen Lun also nodded: "Oh, by the way." The autumn tea in the tea garden is not on the market now, and there is still half a year before the Chinese New Year. It's really a coincidence that Mrs. Qian arrived.

Xiong Da wrung out the towel to wipe his daughter-in-law's face, and poured tea for her to rinse her mouth. He was not sure what she meant, and felt a little bit wronged in his heart: "There is only one way up the mountain, and I can't avoid it." .”

It's unbearable for a rough guy with five big and three rough to make such a coy look!Wen Lun stood up straight away and walked out the door.

Xiong Da's face changed, he stretched out his hand, but didn't dare to hold it, staring at the closed door, his face gradually became gloomy.

Wen Lun was not angry anymore.He was angry when he entered the courtyard. Anyone who saw his man went out and brought back a group of little girls would feel unhappy.But it turned out that the little raccoon was innocent.The troublemaker is Mrs. Qian.

Wen Lun went to the kitchen, this time no one stopped his "no rules".

That night, Mr. Xiaoqian had nothing to eat, his eyes glowed green as he watched his two colleagues holding delicious noodles.

The two colleagues moved the bowls to their desks and pulled the thick curtain.

Master Xiaoqian: "..."

Bi He who came to collect the bowl: "Miss Xiaoqian, your family is here, so we won't serve you anymore."

Master Xiaoqian: "..."

The colleagues wiped their mouths: "Why doesn't your girl prepare food for you?"

Master Xiaoqian rolled his eyes, and without saying a word, he lit firewood in the firepit, set up a pot and cooked porridge for himself.The mountain people sent a lot of mountain goods, and there was no shortage of water.Boil two bowls of water, sprinkle with two handfuls of miscellaneous grains and rice, tore a few dried mushrooms, and peeled a few slices of air-dried bacon with a dagger. After a while, a strong aroma wafted out.

They are outside all year round, the conditions are difficult, and they have no problem taking care of themselves.In the past, such porridge was even considered a luxury.After eating Xiong's food for several months, Mr. Xiaoqian's appetite is obviously not very good.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk" knocked on the door.

Mr. Xiaoqian opened the door and saw that it was indeed a few girls raised by his old mother. Their peach-like faces were pale with cold, and they were trembling when they spoke: "Master."

Compared with the voice of the mosquito, the rumble of the stomach was louder.

Lord Xiaoqian entered the room with a dark face, took the pot from the firepit, handed it over, and closed the door without saying a word.