Skilled in managing a house

Uncle Cheng's family also looked confused, which Zhang Yu had expected. If no one in the village remembers it, then Uncle Cheng’s family will certainly not remember it either. If you can remember, Qian Jingye and the others would have already remembered it when they came here.

But when Cheng Yifei saw that his grandfather, father, and second uncle were all like this, he couldn't help but get a little anxious.

He rushed to his grandfather in two steps and said aggrievedly: "Grandpa, dad, second uncle, how could you not remember...see for yourselves..."

As he said that, he pointed to the pigs he had brought, "These were donated by Mr. Zhang to our village. If you had never been here, who would do this... Also, Mr. Zhang kindly helped our village, and we But you can't be ungrateful... You all said you forgot, isn't this... chilling..."

Looking at so many pigs, Uncle Cheng and his son felt that what Cheng Yifei said made sense, but unfortunately, they couldn't remember such a thing at all.

Uncle Cheng thought for a while and said: "This...how do I say this...I really don't remember...but you said that Mr. Zhang and his friends helped our village and sent so many things, so this kindness, our village Young and old, you will never forget that... By the way, who is Mr. Zhang, I want to thank him personally..."

"This is Mr. Zhang..." Cheng Yifei immediately pointed Zhang Yu to his grandfather.

Uncle Cheng hurriedly walked towards Zhang Yu. When he came in front of him, he said enthusiastically: "Mr. Zhang... I heard from our family Yifei that these things were all given to our village by you... you came here before, I really can’t remember...I really ask you not to care...Thank you, thank you so much..."

Zhang Yu smiled and said: "How could it be possible? I can understand that it is normal for you to be old and have trouble remembering sometimes... You are an elder, so please don't be polite to me..."

"Thank you for your understanding... Um... It's quite cold today. Let's not stand outside. Let's sit at home first..." Uncle Cheng said enthusiastically again.

"Okay, okay...but..." At this point, Zhang Yu looked at the pigs he had brought, as well as the clothes and wine brought by his apprentices, and then said: "We have brought so many things, but there is no place for them. Place them...I think it's better to distribute these things to the villagers first, and then go to your house to sit..."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers were excited. Their family was in great difficulty, and there were not as many pigs in the village as Zhang Yu had brought. With these pigs, you will definitely have a good year. If they are not slaughtered and kept for breeding, the village will not have to worry about running out of pork next year.

So, the villagers said gratefully one by one: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang." "Thank you, Mr. Zhang." "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."...

When Uncle Cheng saw that Zhang Yu wanted to divide things first, he was also happy. It seemed that Zhang Yu really came to help their village this time. Uncle Cheng nodded and said, "That's fine. Let's divide the pigs first. One for each household."

"Okay!" "Okay!" "Okay!"... The villagers immediately raised their arms and shouted.

There were only so many families in the village. Uncle Cheng organized everyone to get the pigs. Not to mention, the villagers were very friendly and there was no sign of fighting. Each household sends a representative to come forward to receive the pigs in turn.

Wang Jie purchased a lot of pigs, and there were only so many households in the village. After receiving them, there were actually eight pigs left. The remaining pigs, Uncle Cheng said, would be regarded as the common property of the village. After the piglets are born, they will be given to the villagers respectively. His decision made the villagers very happy.

After sending out the pigs, Zhang Yu asked people to come over to collect cotton-padded clothes. After all, Zhang Yu's group was limited and it was impossible to carry all the cotton-padded clothes at once. The main thing to deal with this time is the children's cotton-padded clothes and the adults' cotton-padded clothes, which are still in the car outside. Then came the wine. Zhang Yu and the others could only bring so much wine. Zhang Yu proposed that the wine should be placed at Uncle Cheng’s house first, and everyone would celebrate in the evening. The rest of the wine was outside the village, and they would go together later. portage.

Naturally, no one would object to his words. The villagers were extremely happy at this moment. Especially the children wearing new cotton-padded jackets were extremely happy and kept thanking Zhang Yu and the others.

The wine was brought to Uncle Cheng's house, and Zhang Yu and his party also went to sit down at Uncle Cheng's house. It's lunch time now, and Uncle Cheng's family must provide warm hospitality.

At the dinner table, everyone was chatting casually. Uncle Cheng kept asking when Zhang Yu came and why he had no impression at all. They were chatting while eating. When Zhang Yu was halfway through eating, he suddenly covered his stomach and began to moan, "Ouch... Ouch..."

"What's wrong?" "What's wrong?" "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you?"... When everyone at the table saw him like this, they all asked with concern.

"I suddenly have a stomachache...the pain is so severe..." Zhang Yu showed a look of pain on his face, then fell down on the kang and curled up.

"It's fine, why do I still have a stomachache..." Uncle Cheng said worriedly.

There were disciples sitting at the same table with Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu suddenly lay down, which really surprised them. The apprentices quickly called out anxiously: "Master... Mr. Zhang, are you okay..." "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"

"It hurts... it hurts..." Zhang Yu gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.

"This, this...how to fix this..." Uncle Cheng's eldest son also became anxious.

Zhang Yu bared his teeth and said in pain: "Is there a doctor... in your village..."

This sentence immediately reminded the people at the table. Cheng Yifei immediately said: "That's right! Find Grandma Grandma... Ask Grandma Grandma to show Mr. Zhang..."

Zhang Yu was waiting for his words.

Zhang Yu's stomachache was just an act. He had already made a plan before arriving. If there is anyone in the village this time, he will pretend to be sick and then go to the grandma to help him see a doctor. Zhang Yu believed that with his own strength, he could see some clues.

Zhang Yu's apprentices were all very clever, and they were still worried about Zhang Yu's sudden stomachache. Now when I hear about my grandma, I immediately react. Zhang Yu asked about his grandma at the dinner table before. The village is so mysterious, maybe it has something to do with this grandma.

They are also smart people and are busy helping to cooperate.

"Yes, is there a doctor in the village?" "Quickly find a doctor and show Mr. Zhang a look."...

When Uncle Cheng saw that Zhang Yu had a stomachache, he couldn't help but worry. After all, Zhang Yu had sent so many pigs and cotton-padded clothes to the village, which was a great favor to Wuli Village. In his opinion, Zhang Yu might have a stomachache because he was not used to eating village food. When the grandson reminded him that he was looking for his grandma, he immediately reacted and nodded quickly and said: "That's right, that's right... Send Mr. Zhang to see my grandma as soon as possible..."

"Okay, okay..." Cheng Yifei nodded hurriedly in agreement.

Hearing Uncle Cheng's words, Zhang Yu was overjoyed. He made a little plan and the plan came true. It seems that the mystery of Wuli Village will be solved soon.