Seed dealers in ancient times

The two glanced at each other, and Chu Xian moved her eyes: "Brother Zheng went to buy firewood?"

Zheng Jiang paused to answer: "I went to the village to call."

At the end, he felt that he seemed to be a little cold, but it made people feel that he was still angry, so he asked again: "Do you still have firewood at home?"

Chu Xian looked at his empty yard. There was no man in the house. How could he stock up on firewood? Generally, there was some firewood under the stove. After the fire was finished, he asked the firewood man to send a bundle. He didn’t consume much firewood by himself. , the main consumption is still charcoal.

"Why do you need the firewood that Brother Zheng worked so hard for?"

"Neighbors don't have to be polite. I'll bring you a bundle, so you don't have to buy it."

Before Chu Xian opened his mouth, Zheng Jiang quickly picked up a bundle of firewood and walked into the yard. Perhaps he was more enthusiastic because he was infected by Dachai's enthusiasm.

Brother Xian saw a large bundle of firewood scattered all over the place, and it would be a disaster if he swung his head, so he had to back out of the way and let Zheng Jiang stop in.

Zheng Jiang stopped before stepping into the courtyard, and smelled a bitter medicinal soup smell on his back feet. The smell became stronger as he walked into the house, and the whole small courtyard seemed to be covered by herbs.

When he was ill before, Zou Yun boiled it for him every day. After drinking it for a few days, he felt that he was almost turning into a green bitter gourd. If his body was weak for a long time like Brother Xian, he might be soaked in water. It's in the soup jar.No wonder he always smelled of powder when he went out, presumably to cover up the smell of herbs on his body, it really hurt him.

He strode forward, the furnishings here were almost the same as his own, but he entered the kitchen with ease.

I thought the kitchen room might be a little messy, but it was unexpectedly clean. The pots and pans were neatly stacked in the cupboard, and there was nothing on the stove. The place was very clean, even so clean that it made people feel clean. It was cold, as if it hadn't been fired for a long time.

The stove is the place where you can feel the smoke and fire in a house, but here are all the scenes, and you can imagine a general idea even if you don’t look at other places.

In the past, Zheng Jiang lived alone, so he knew how deserted he was, but no matter how indifferent he was, he used to live alone and still had a lot of things to distract him. Brother stepped in here, but it only made people feel desolate. I don't know if it was the lingering smell of traditional Chinese medicine that made people feel a little stagnant, or because he was a little brother who should have been taken care of by someone, but only Live alone.

I don't know how he dragged his weak body and how he survived the days after losing his mother. No wonder when he saw him for the first time, there was an unresolved sadness in his eyes. After such a long time, how can he not be sad .

Zheng Jiang stopped to look at the person standing at the door, and asked, "How long has it been since you cooked, and there is no spark in the kitchen."

Brother Xian coughed lightly: "I don't eat much on weekdays, and I don't need a lot of big pots and stoves."

Zheng Jiangting shook his head: "You are not in good health, how can you go on like this."

Suddenly he thought of something again, and asked, "You don't have any other relatives in Jincheng?"

Chu Xian understood what he meant. If a person is lonely, if he takes refuge with his relatives, he will have shelter, but: "No, I am not from Jincheng. My mother brought me to Jincheng when I was very young. Those things before I don’t remember because I’m too young.”

Zheng Jiang stopped to understand, and his heart paused. After thinking for a while, he said: "If one person is too lazy to start the stove, let's eat in the future."

Chu Xian raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and stared straight at the man in front of him. His eyes met each other, but his eye sockets became hot. When a gust of autumn wind came, he quickly closed his eyes and turned his back to Zheng Jiangting: "...I...my room The medicine inside is ready, go take a look."

Zheng Jiang was stunned, wondering if he said something wrong or did something wrong?This is the first conversation, so the little brother avoided it first.

After a pause, the person still hadn't come out of the room, he tried through the window: "Brother Xian, I'll go first..."

There was no sound in the room, he let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked outside, just as he reached the door, a boy's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Is what you just said true?"

When he turned his head, Chu Xian was looking at him seriously with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"When...of course it's true..."

Chu Xian seemed very happy. After nodding her head, she smiled like a little crabapple: "Then it's settled."

"Okay. Then I, first, go back first."

Zheng Jiang stopped out of the door, and the person was standing at the door, but Hun'er didn't seem to come out with him.He felt that there might be something wrong with him, Zensheng Xian'er was both upright and unprincipled, and he couldn't stand it. If he continued with his temperament, he wouldn't be able to find a wife in this day and age.

"Jiang stop!"

The sudden cry made him startled, Hun'er had indeed returned, he raised his head and saw that it was Zou Yun, he was relieved immediately: "Mother, you are back."

Zou Yun ignored his words, glanced at the gate of Brother Xian's house, then at his son who looked strange, and asked suspiciously, "How did you come out of Brother Xian's house?"

"I went to the village to chop some firewood, and sent a bundle with him."

Zou Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "That's good."

Zheng Jiangting was not very happy: "Mother, what do you mean?"

Zou Yun smiled awkwardly, Brother Xian was born like a fairy, and her own son has grown up again, so if she goes in and out of this little brother's residence, can she not mention it in her heart, although the son is her own, but she Zou Yun Yun is a sensible person, if her son wants to take advantage of others for no reason, she will not allow it.

From a selfish point of view, she had long thought that the two of them would get back together. Although Brother Xian was sick, he was kind-hearted, not to mention beautiful, and could read and write. She had watched him grow up all these years. For the older one, it is naturally good to be his own daughter-in-law.It's a pity that my stupid son can't see the goodness of him. Besides, even if he likes him, can Brother Renxian fall in love with him.

However, judging from these days, she felt that her wish was likely to be realized.

She was carrying something in her hand, and she couldn't help Zheng Jiang stop to move the firewood. Her eyes were shining brightly, and she wanted to go up to her son to ask what was on her mind, but she was afraid of making him unhappy.

After some hesitation, he didn't say anything.

Going to pay the bill today, she bought some candles and some bran, and she can live a good life again. She got some rice, and she was about to make some dinner, when she suddenly saw something stewed on the stove, Gail When it was opened, the inside was sweet and fragrant, and it turned out to be a can of pear soup with rock sugar.

Zou Yun's heart skipped a beat, isn't that clear enough?

"Mom, this is the pear soup I stewed for Brother Xian."

Zou Yun nodded, even if she didn't say anything, she knew that she was having a conversation with Brother Xian: "Jiang Ting...you are..."

"My errands have been fulfilled today, thanks to Brother Xian's recommendation for help."

Zou Yun's words came back to his mouth, happy and disappointed, happy that his son found an errand, disappointed that the pear soup was made to thank Brother Xian: "That's great, I should thank Brother Xian , I'll send it to him right now."

Zheng Jiang stopped the person: "Mother, no need, I have already called Brother Xian over, let him have dinner with us in the future."

Zou Yun paused, and her heart reached her throat again. It can be described as a turnaround. This development is much faster than she imagined: "We will eat together at home in the future? You mean to..."

Zheng Jiang stopped busy laying firewood, did not see Zou Yun's expression, and said his thoughts solemnly alone: ​​"Yes, mother, Brother Xian is not in good health, it is really too difficult to be alone, I will send you off today. Chai went in and saw that his house was full of cold pots and stoves. It didn't look like a place where he lived alone. In addition, he was alone and made a living as a performer. If people found out, they would definitely attack him I mean, he lives next door to us, has come and gone all these years, and is close to us, I think as long as he is willing..."

Zou Yun was silent for a while, listening to what her son said, it really touched her heart, which sentence was not her own idea.Her eyes were slightly hot, and she planned to live a good life as a family in the future, so that Brother Xian would not be allowed to go out to perform arts, and if she had a good life at home, she would be able to enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren early.

She was extremely happy, and quickly thought, although Brother Xian's parents are gone, but the etiquette that marriage should have should not be less, when she heard her good son excitedly say: "Mother, you can take Brother Xian as your godson." , I see that you also like him very much, from now on we will be a family and can take care of each other. When Brother Xian gets older, I will help him find a good husband and let him marry a good man."

Zou Yun's smile suddenly froze on his face.

But within a quarter of an hour, her heart went up and down like a horse-drawn carriage, she seemed to be able to see her grandson, and this good son actually said that he would take him in as his younger brother.

Zheng Jiang stopped to see Zou Yun's face was livid, and his brows tightened: "Mother?"

Zou Yun smiled coyly: "Jiang Ting, it's useless for us to think about it. Of course, Mother wants to be a family with Brother Xian, but it also depends on his wishes. Let's find a day, and Mother will find Xian. Brother talk."

Zheng Jiang stopped to think about it, and it would be better for Zou Yun to come forward and say it. He might not be able to tell Brother Xian, so he agreed.

Zou Yun sighed, and shook his head preoccupied. Since he was a child, he felt that this child was a bit dull, but he never thought that he was still so dull at such an age...