Crossover boy farming

"Why did he come back at this time?" Zhang Wuliang was still thinking, Zhang Zhenzong had already asked him his doubts: "I didn't send any news to the clan, you must have read it wrong, right?"

Zhang Zhenwen rolled his eyes at his brother again: "He is the first Juren master in our village, and no one can misjudge him if I misjudge him."

Zhang Zhenzong thought about it too, and asked again: "Does our father know?"

"I know, I'll tell him as soon as I come back." Zhang Zhenwen crossed his legs, and his dangling feet were still shaking: "As soon as my father heard about it, he went to find the patriarch."

When Zhang Zhenzong heard what he said, he felt relieved. Let the patriarch handle this kind of matter. Since everyone around Zhang Zhenlin has returned, he will come to the clan in a few days, and everything will be clear by then.

It was Zhang Zhenwen who kept gossiping: "Hey, why do you think he is coming back at this time? Isn't the palace exam in March next year? He came back before he took the exam."

"How do I know?" Zhang Zhenzong hugged Zhang Qican, who was tossing on his lap and wanted to get off, to the ground. He has now recovered, not wanting to answer Zhang Zhenwen's boring question. Zhang Zhenwen turned his attention to the other two people, but unfortunately there were no One who is willing to gossip with him.

Zhang Qican walked towards the fire, Zhang Zhenzong followed him worriedly, Zhang Wuliang stood up and shrugged his shoulders to express his ignorance, and then walked there, he thought of his sweet potatoes;

Chen Mao also followed, and it was even more impossible for him to talk about this topic with Zhang Zhenwen. Seeing that they were not talking and walking towards the fire, Zhang Zhenwen had no choice but to follow.

Zhang Zhenyong gave Zhang Qican one of the corn stalks in his hand, and a group of children saw Zhang Wuliang squatting beside the fire and quickly surrounded him. Chen Baoer couldn't care less about the "torch" in his hand, and threw it directly into the fire: "Brother Brother, are you ready? Are you ready?"

Zhang Wuliang just pulled out a long, burnt sweet potato from the ashes, pressed it a few times, um, "okay" divided the sweet potato into two halves, gave one half to Chen Bao'er, and handed the other half to Chen Qi, who had one Chen Xiaonian was holding the "torch" with the other hand. He looked at the sweet potato and then at the "torch". In the end, he threw the "torch" into the fire just like his uncle, and took it from Zhang Wuliang and handed it to him. His sweet potatoes.

Zhang Zhenwen came over and saw the sweet potatoes in their hands, and joked: "Okay, Liangzi, you can work and eat well."

"What do you know? I know how to enjoy life." Zhang Wuliang pulled out two more from inside.

One was divided into two halves and given to Zhang Qican and Zhang Zhenyong, and the other was still in his hand. When he raised his head, Chen Xiaonian was peeling the skin of sweet potatoes for Chen Baoer, Zhang Zhenzong and Chen Mao were feeding their sons, and only one left, Zhang Zhenwen, was idle. It's on.

Zhang Wuliang handed it over without breaking it for him. Zhang Zhenwen took it and asked in surprise, "I have one too? I didn't even help you with any work, so I got one for nothing?"

"Just to keep your mouth shut." Zhang Wuliang gave him an annoyed look, then bowed his head in the fire pit. He buried more than these few.

"Hey, I'm going to disappoint you." Zhang Zhenwen said while peeling sweet potatoes, "That's it, huh, you can't move your mouth, huh." The sweet potato was so hot that he exhaled and insisted on saying this sentence. Zhang Wuliang pulled out the remaining few from the fire, took one by himself, and picked a bigger one and handed it to Zhang Zhenyong: "Little stone, You take this to the aunt."

"Hey, okay." Zhang Zhenyong took it and ran into the house.Although men and women in the countryside don't take it so seriously.But today when such a man came to the house, Aunt Zhao hid in the house and did not participate in their conversation.As for why Chen Xiaonian was in the yard?Who told those children to be reluctant to get angry...

Zhang Wuliang broke open the sweet potato in his hand, the golden melon flesh, with the unique aroma of roasted sweet potato, took another bite, woo, it was soft and sweet but still warm, Zhang Wuliang swallowed the sweet potato in his mouth, feeling smooth in his body The trajectory of swallowing sweet potatoes released heat from the inside. Zhang Wuliang took a deep breath in satisfaction, and his whole body relaxed a lot. The taste of eating sweet potatoes around the fire in winter is simply amazing.

Zhang Zhenwen looked down on him like this: "If you take a bite, others will think you have taken some kind of panacea."

Zhang Wuliang stepped back quickly like an ignorant mortal, and said to Zhang Zhenwen: "Roasted sweet potato is a rare delicacy in the world. This thing should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to smell it in the world. What do you know?"

"Cut" Zhang Zhenwen doesn't understand, and it's rare to hear it a few times in the world. There are not many other things in the countryside, but every household grows a lot of sweet potatoes. Well, some people wish they could eat sweet potatoes for three meals a day, steamed sweet potatoes, boiled sweet potatoes, and sweet potato porridge.

Zhang Wuliang handed the peeled sweet potato to Chen Xiaonian's mouth: "Here, try it and see if it's delicious?"

Chen Xiaonian stared at the sweet potato in front of him, and then glanced at the people around him uncomfortably. Zhang Zhenzong lowered his head and pretended not to see it. Chen Mao also looked at him with teasing eyes.Then he lowered his head and pretended to feed Chen Qi, only Zhang Zhenwen didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and kept staring at the two of them.

Chen Xiaonian turned his head away instantly, not daring to look at him again.But I could still feel Zhang Zhenwen's gaze on the two of them. Chen Xiaonian's face turned red from his ears to his neck, but Zhang Wuliang was still holding up that piece of sweet potato, as if he would stop if you didn't eat it, which made Chen Xiaonian Completely overwhelmed.

Zhang Wuliang raised his eyes and stared at Zhang Zhenwen, Zhang Zhenwen winked at him for a while before turning his head, Chen Xiaonian heaved a sigh of relief, and shyly took a small bite from Zhang Wuliang's sweet potato.

Zhang Wuliang looked at him and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Chen Xiaonian nodded with dignity.

Zhang Wuliang could tell from his appearance that he hadn't tasted the taste at all, so he didn't say anything, just continued to feed him a few mouthfuls of sweet potatoes, and you ate each sweet potato one bite at a time, and Chen Xiaonian's expression became more comfortable. Quite a few, but the blush on the ears has not gone down.

After several people finished eating the sweet potatoes, Zhang Wuliang asked Chen Xiaonian to take a few children to find Aunt Zhao.

Then he slowly piled the half-dried leaves he collected two days ago on the fire from the side, and the moist leaves burned with a lot of smoke, and the fire suddenly dimmed.

Seeing that there was nothing interesting to do, Bao'er waved his arms, took Chen Qi and Zhang Qican and followed Chen Xiaonian away.

Zhang Wuliang took his brothers, covered the fire, collected the ashes, and then pressed it with manure. Just a few small steps, a few people still made it into the evening.

The main thing is to wait for it to burn while making it. At the end, Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaonian came out of the house with a few children.

Aunt Zhao looked at the sky and said to them: "Maozi, I'll cook later, you, Bao'er and Xiaoqi are eating here today, and Zhenzong and Wenzi, you two don't go back either. .”

Chen Mao said quickly: "No need for auntie, I will take them back later. It will be dark and early, and it will not be safe to go back after dinner."

"There's nothing unsafe, just let Daniel send you back later."

"No need." Chen Mao was not being polite to her: "The two of their children go to bed early at night, and they will be noisy after staying for a while. It's better to take them back as soon as possible."

Hearing what he said, Aunt Zhao didn't insist anymore, and then she looked at Zhang Zhenzong and Zhang Zhenwen and said, "Then you two stay for dinner, we are close anyway."

The two of them are close, Zhang Zhenzong and Zhang Zhenwen are not polite to her, they nodded: "OK..."

After getting their affirmative answer, Aunt Zhao nodded and left the children in the yard for Zhang Zhenyong to watch, then took Chen Xiaonian to the kitchen.

When the work was finished, Zhang Wuliang sent Chen Mao and the two boys out of the house while it was still dark. Chen Baoer and Chen Qi also performed a brotherly love with Zhang Qican, which made the adults dumbfounded. A group of people came into the yard, There was still a smile on his mouth, but Zhang Qican was stunned for a while, turned around and went to play with Zhang Zhenyong.

Zhang Wuliang sat in the main room chatting with Zhang Zhenzong and the others waiting for the meal to be served, with cornmeal cakes and some home-cooked side dishes.

Zhang Wuliang also took out the wine left over from when he got married. The wine bought by Zhang Wuliang's family has not been distilled several times, and the alcohol is not strong.

After a few people rested for a while, Zhang Zhenzong carried Zhang Qican and Zhang Zhenwen back. The two walked on the road reflecting the moonlight. Zhang Zhenwen said: "Brother, do you think Liangzi is a little strange today?"

"Before, in the past few years, since the second uncle and younger uncle passed away." Zhang Zhenwen still sighed a little when he talked about this: "Although Liangzi is not broken, she is obviously not very talkative. But look at today, he He was still joking with me, what he said in an afternoon is comparable to what he has said in the past few years."

"Well." Zhang Zhenzong obviously noticed it, but he felt: "This is a good thing."

"I know it's a good thing, but, alas, how can people change so much?"

Zhang Zhenzong thought for a while: "Perhaps he is married, so he wants to open his mind."

Zhang Zhenwen made sense after thinking about it, and smiled again: "Hey, did you see it today, it was Liangzi who was feeding sweet potatoes to her brother-in-law in the afternoon."

Zhang Zhenzong squinted at him.

Zhang Zhenwen wasn't afraid either, and laughed cheerfully by himself again.

Zhang Wuliang is sitting on a stool with Chen Xiaonian to soak his feet, completely unaware that Zhang Zhenzong and Zhang Zhenwen have already attributed the reason why his soul is different from the original owner to marriage in a place he can't see.

In the next few days, the weather was fine, and Zhang Wuliang took Chen Xiaonian and Zhang Zhenyong to work on the mountain for a few days. Mrs. Zhao delivered meals to them as usual, and finally spent five days slowly getting back the firewood for next year. The family is so busy every day, the news of Zhang Juren's return to his hometown doesn't seem to have a big impact on their lives.