MTL - Rebirth Married The Control Group Fulang-Chapter 15

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After Guang's family was accused, the villagers saw Zhang Fangyuan warm up again, and started to greet everyone again, and even praised Zhang Fangyuan for holding down the thief, but they didn't say a word about the previous incident.

Zhang Fangyuan didn't bother to talk to him, but his uncle, for the first time after the lawsuit, even asked his fourth uncle to bring a pork chop, which meant to thank him for helping him recover the lost things.

He was not polite and accepted the order. And he also told his fourth uncle that if he wants to thank him in the future, let his uncle come by himself, and the fourth uncle should not act as a peacemaker and spoil the uncle.

After two days, he went to the city.

"Excellent winter bamboo shoots, fresh winter bamboo shoots!"

"The shell is thin and the bamboo shoots are big, so it's a bargain!"

Zhang Fangyuan folded his arms and looked at Xu He who was selling in the market under the tea shed by the west market. This guy doesn't have a lot of words in the village, he keeps his head down and just does his job, he sells things without stage fright, and greets people quickly, and soon a woman selling vegetables came over with a basket on her arm and twisted her waist to inquire.

"Five cents a catty for shells."

The woman asked: "Then what about the shell?"

Holding the scale, Xu He whispered to the woman: "The shells are expensive to sell, Madam, it's better to buy them with the shells. If you think it's troublesome to take them home to remove the shells, wouldn't it be easier for me to go here for you and bring them back? And save some money."

"You are honest, little brother." The woman laughed after hearing this, and knelt down to pick up the bamboo shoots. The round bamboo shoots were still bright in color, as if they had been dug for a long time. She picked up four bamboo shoots weighing a pound: "That's all."

Xu He hurriedly got on the scale: "Four catties is quicker than six taels. If it's a real benefit for my wife, I'll give you twenty-two cash."

The woman was very satisfied, and took the money from her waist, and Xu He immediately shelled the bamboo shoots. Swipe a knife straight on the fat round bamboo shoots, and skim the sides to cut off the hard bamboo shoots. With a fresh fragrance of bamboo shoots, the winter bamboo shoots come out completely.

Bright yellow and tender yellow, the woman's fingernails are lightly pinched, it is very brittle.

"Stewed chicken and stewed pig's trotters soup with crispy bamboo shoots, like eating spring vegetables."

The woman smiled and gave the money: "This is the best in winter."

People around saw that the cut bamboo shoots were really fresh and tender, so they picked and took two. Winter bamboo shoots are much more expensive than ordinary dishes. Buying one or two looks big, but in fact there is not much left after removing the coat, but it is not eaten as a main dish. It is mainly used for cooking meat. One or two is enough for a pot of delicious food The broth is gone.

Xu He was busy collecting money and introducing them, shelling them in an orderly manner, but they didn't sell for a long time. The cook of the restaurant came out to buy, inquired about the price of winter bamboo shoots, and negotiated with Xu He. Bought it, a total of thirty catties.

These winter bamboo shoots look really good and sell well. Xu He thought they would sell well, but he didn't expect that they would be sold out so soon. He packed his things, looked up at Zhang Fangyuan who was guarding in the distance, and then looked around, only to go forward when he saw no familiar faces.

"A total of two hundred and twenty coins were sold."

Zhang Fangyuan lowered his eyes and smiled at the person.

"Did you listen to me?"

"I don't talk so much on weekdays. Is it because I said everything when I was selling in the city?"

Xu He rolled his eyes at him: "Who will come to buy things if you put on a face when doing business?"

"You also know that you always put on a face in the village."

"Why do you talk so much?"

Zhang Fangyuan grinned two rows of big white teeth: "Okay, don't be angry, I won't say anything."

Xu He ignored him, counted half of the money out, and gave Zhang Fangyuan an extra sixty-five Wen, leaving forty-five Wen for himself: "The account is settled."

Although he felt that Zhang Fangyuan should be responsible for most of the money he earned this time, after careful calculation, he also put in a lot of effort besides not digging the bamboo shoots. Selling, the money should be taken.

Zhang Fangyuan accepted the money: "It's better to sell winter bamboo shoots to make money, and I can only kill a pig for twenty-five Wen."

Xu He said: "Winter bamboo shoots only grow once, and it's not a business that can be done all the time."

"That's right." Zhang Fangyuan said, "Where are you going next?"

Xu He pursed his lips when he heard this, and turned his head away, as if he didn't want to tell him what he was going to do, so he walked to the front with his empty backpack on his back. Zhang Fangyuan followed: "Did you eat the bamboo shoots you brought home last time?"

"Um."

"How?"

"Stewed bacon."

Zhang Fangyuan thought about the taste: "The one you made must be delicious."

Xu He paused when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Fangyuan suspiciously: "How do you know?"

"I just know that your second sister can't cook, but you usually do it. Your eccentric old lady leads everyone to guess that your sister did it."

Xu He didn't feel that others knew the truth and calmed down some grievances, but worried in his heart: "Don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Fangyuan watched people warn him, his eyebrows folded slightly, and he sighed slightly: "I'm not a gossip in the village."

Xu He felt relieved, he walked briskly, walked to the front with his back on his back and waved to Zhang Fangyuan: "I'm back."

Zhang Fangyuan didn't catch up again this time, and watched Xu He's figure disappear at the end of the street with a smile before turning around to do his own business.

"Brother Zhang! I haven't seen you for a while, where did you get rich recently?"

Zhang Fangyuan went to the meat market and went straight to the person who managed the stall.

"Where can I go, the same old way."

Zhang Fangyuan didn't want to talk about his own affairs, and said directly: "I came to you this time to rent a stall."

The man was quite shocked when he heard the words, and whispered: "Brother Zhang, didn't you follow Young Master Qin?"

Zhang Fangyuan shook his head. The young master Qin the man said was called Qin Zhong, and he was the one who was above him when he was messing around in the city. He was able to do things quickly, and he got noticed not long after he got into Qin Zhong's hands by chance. Outsiders felt that Qin Zhong valued him very much, and even gave him a few brothers to take care of him.

In the past, Zhang Fangyuan was also very high-spirited, thinking that following the right person would have a great future, so he worked hard for Qin Zhong, but later he was regarded as a gunman and sent to prison.

"Do some serious business."

The man knew that Zhang Fangyuan was fierce, so he didn't dare to inquire about his personal affairs, he just said: "The small ones only take care of the stalls in the meat market, Brother Zhang chooses the ones that are suitable for use."

Zhang Fangyuan said: "Just leave me a decent stall, and I'll give it at the market price."

"Brother Zhang is being polite when he says this. What kind of money do you get for doing some business at the stall? This meat market is not allowed to be watched by you."

Zhang Fangyuan was also a little helpless when he heard the words. He used to hang out, but now he looks for acquaintances, which makes people feel that he is playing a bully. He emphasized: "Nowadays I don't follow Qin Zhong anymore, I do some serious small business to support my family."

The man's eyebrows moved, and he accepted it when he saw it: "Brother Zhang is far-sighted, it's good to do some solid business, and I'm tired of fighting and killing. You can just give me half the market price. We are all acquaintances, so it should be a gift for my brother." An opportunity to sell favors."

Zhang Fangyuan didn't say any more, and gave the man 120 Wen.

The meat market stall was 80 cents a month, paid quarterly, and he gave half the price according to the man's wishes. Seeing this, the man accepted the money with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "I wish Brother Zhang a prosperous business in advance."

Zhang Fangyuan patted the man on the shoulder: "I'll treat you to a drink next time."

"well."

Zhang Fangyuan walked around the meat market with the man, and after choosing a stall, he went back with nothing else to do.

The days passed quickly, and a few firecrackers could be heard from time to time in the village at the end of the New Year. During the New Year, the children in the village used their saved money to buy firecrackers in the city to have fun, and the New Year flavor became stronger and stronger.

When I was young, there was a light snowfall, and the households in the village had already posted blessing characters and couplets, and the ruined mud houses and thatched cottages also had a touch of festive red. Zhang Fangyuan was carrying a few pieces of wood freshly cut on the mountain, passing Dacun Road, and saw Xu Shaochun wearing a red coat from a long distance, like a bright flower, blooming in Jijiu Village, and also in Jijiu Village. In the hearts of the men in the village,

Many young men wanted to go forward to chat, but Miss Xu's bright eyes were filled only with Fei Scholar who came back from studying in the city for a rest. , the girl is delicate and beautiful, but she is talented and beautiful.

Zhang Fangyuan didn't watch much to join in the fun, and strode home. During the Chinese New Year, people in the village are also lively, but Zhang Fangyuan's house is deserted, just like usual, and there is no smell of years.

He was sitting under the eaves splitting his legs, peeling wood, and working overtime these days to do carpentry work. The homemade cart has already taken shape, and it is no worse than the cart sold in the workshop in the city if it is smoothed and glazed. After installing the wheels, he tried pulling them in the yard, and they were smooth and not stuck.

Although self-made is time-consuming and labor-intensive, but it can save a lot of money to buy a scooter, Zhang Fangyuan is very happy, and feels shameless that he is really getting better at living.

"What's the point of fooling around alone?"

Zhang Fangyuan put down the cart and watched his fourth uncle come over with a basket.

"Your aunt cooked a pig's ear, and brought it over for a cup of wine."

"Success." Zhang Fangyuan pulled the cart back into the house and wiped the table. Zhang Shicheng sat down first and took out a plate of pig ears from the basket. There were not many pieces of meat, but there were still some peanuts.

"It's New Year's Eve, and the house still needs to be tidied up by someone. The most important thing is to be lively." Zhang Shicheng looked up at the house. Although there were traces of tidying up, it was definitely not as good as his own family with a wife. .

Speaking of this, he also cut to the point: "At first, the Guang family's rotten mouths ruined your reputation in the village, and now you are sent to the yamen. I heard that the Guang family has moved out again. Knowing that I wronged you, I didn't talk about the previous thing again."

Zhang Fangyuan threw two peanuts into his mouth: "Yes."

People in the village greeted him when they saw him. A few days ago, someone asked him to help slaughter the animals. He knew that things had turned around.

"What your aunt means is that during the Chinese New Year, every household is celebrating, and the matchmaker will come to propose a marriage, maybe it will work."

Zhang Fangyuan frowned when he heard this.

Zhang Shicheng stared at his expression, seeing him like this, settled his thoughts, before he opened his mouth, he said: "I have already told your aunt, there is no need to worry about this matter, you have already made plans. "

The inner resistance said that marriage is involuntary, and Zhang Fangyuan didn't know why it happened. At first, he obviously proposed to find a marriage by himself, but the fourth uncle said that he had plans, and he still said rationally: "Plans? Where do I come from?" Intend?"

Zhang Shicheng tilted his head, a bit resentful that iron cannot be made into steel: "You talk to the youngest member of the Xu family, your mouth is almost cracked to the ear, I am ashamed to see it, and you still say you have no plans?"

Hearing the words, Zhang Fangyuan searched carefully when his fourth uncle found out when he was in contact with Xu He. He couldn't figure out that there were people close to him on the left and right, so he didn't pursue it, but asked incredulously: "Is there really such a obvious?"

"It's time to put a mirror on the waistband of your trousers, and next time you can take a good look at that worthless appearance."

Zhang Fangyuan touched the tip of his nose, a bit lost in the conversation.

"I thought about it carefully. Although the youngest member of the Xu family is not smarter and better-looking than his sister, and has a cold temper, but she is hard-working and hard-working. She must be able to manage the family well and live a good life."

"He's not smart at all, but there aren't many brothers who are as clever as him!" Zhang Fang Yuanguang listened to his fourth uncle saying that Xu He was not good, and opened his mouth to refute.

"Oh my god." Zhang Shicheng frowned and said, "You kid is protecting you so tightly before you even put your horoscope on your face, and you even said you didn't play tricks on others. Listen to me first!"

Zhang Fangyuan took a sip of his wine: "Tell me, fourth uncle, tell me."

"I think Mr. Xu's behavior is very good..."

"That's natural!" He was the one who helped him speak earlier.

"You brat, do you want me to tell you!"

"The fourth uncle said, the fourth uncle said!"

Zhang Shicheng glared at Zhang Fangyuan: "He has a good character, and he grew up under his nose. In fact, because of Xu Shaochun's presence, there are not many outstanding brothers. If he is in another family, he will be the best boy Brother. The most important thing is that you, a stupid big man who has been confused with iron lumps since he was a child, likes others. If that is the case, then make preparations early."

"Xu Shaochun has passed Jiji for more than a year. No matter how happy the Xu family is, she won't keep the girl forever. When she gets married, she will definitely be next to the youngest Xu. There is not much difference in age between them. What a pity to leave."

Zhang Fangyuan raised it in his heart. He remembered that Xu He married to a foreign country in the past. At that time, he ran away before getting married, but was arrested and returned. The incident was a bit serious, and he still had some impressions.

"The lady of the Xu family favors his second sister. If I ask the matchmaker to go to Xu's house to say goodbye, wouldn't that go past his sister? Will his partial parents feel happy? If they want to push back my marriage proposal, then why not?" Very easy."

Zhang Shicheng responded: "You are thoughtful about things, your aunt also said this. That's why I came to talk to you."

"You're happy, brother He, don't just be bored, learn from those young people in the village, look at Xu Shaochun who will deliver food today, pick up jewelry tomorrow, and help with work with a shy face There are. You are kind to others, so they know your thoughts. If you come and go, you all have ideas, so it’s not going to get twice the result with half the effort?"

Looking at Zhang Shicheng, Zhang Fangyuan couldn't help laughing.

He raised his head and got a slap on the forehead: "Just laughing, do you remember what I said?"

Zhang Fangyuan nodded again and again: "Remember, after listening to Sibo's words, his mind seems to be lightened."

"You brat!"

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