Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 181 Meeting Zhao Sanniang

As soon as Shen Rongshan and his companions carried the noodles to Lan Qiuhua's house, they came out and saw several women standing by the shed.

When Ji Wenhe saw them coming out, he waved his hand and said, "Wenshan, come here. These ladies and aunts want to buy noodles. You come and weigh them."

"I'm here." He ran over with a smile, "What kind of noodles do you want to buy, ladies?"

One of them said, "Weigh me five catties of black flour and two ounces of meat."

"Okay, I'll weigh the noodles for you first." Shen Wenshan turned around and said, "Sister-in-law, bring me the knife for cutting meat."

"Okay, I'll get it now."

There are two knives in the house, one is sharp and the other has many notches. It is not very useful even after being sharpened with a whetstone, so she has kept it in the cupboard.

When they went to the village to sell meat, they used knives from their own homes.

The woman saw that the knife she had taken had many cuts and the edges were curled up, and she joked, "This knife can kill people without bleeding."

Ji Wenhe smiled sheepishly: "It's not very sharp, but it can still cut meat."

She couldn't use it because of the curled edges. I just went home and washed it carefully. I'll use it to cut meat in the future. I'll buy a new one when I have money.

She put the knife in the basket and turned to the wasteland.

The water bowl somehow turned over and the chickens ran to the puddle to drink water.

She filled a new basin with clean water and poured it in, then stood up and walked out of the wasteland, and saw a woman walking towards her.

"Are these all raised by your family?"

"Yes, auntie."

The woman looked at the wasteland, then turned her head to look at the shed: "You raise chickens, ducks, and geese, and sell goods. Your family will definitely make a fortune."

She smiled and replied: "Thank you for your good wishes, aunt."

Then she said nothing more and left with them.

When Shen Rongshan returned the donkey cart, he was followed by a lot of people, all from Zhaojia Village.

Ji Wenhe waved at him and waited for him at the foot of the mountain. When he approached, he asked, "Did you go to Uncle Ping's house to give him the gift money?"

"No." He shook his head. "Didn't Uncle Ping host a banquet? Why do we need to give him money as a gift?"

Well, he doesn't understand either.

"Aunt Lan said we had to go and send gifts. Everyone in the village went, except our family. I don't know why we have to send gifts without having a banquet."

"This should be unique to your village. I'll give you six cents and you can bring a pound of black flour over."

She had never met Shen Ping, so she didn't know if he was angry with them.

Just as I was about to put six coins into his hand, I suddenly remembered: "Did they give me money when you took me home?"

How could she forget about this? If no one else gave it, then there was no reason for their family to give it.

Shen Rongshan nodded: "I gave it to you."

It was six cents in total, and most of it was spent on buying medicine for her.

Put the money in his palm: "That's fine, Uncle Ping said he would come to buy half a pound of pork."

"Then wait for him to come to buy pork, and give him a pound of noodles as well."

There are no extra cloth bags at home.

"It's up to you." Ji Wenhe put the purse into his arms, "How about I go with you? I haven't seen what Aunt Zhao looks like yet."

After Shen Ping brought the person home, Zhao Sanniang did not come out for a walk.

"Okay, let's go."

The two men arrived at the door of their house. The yard gate was closed, but the bedroom door was open.

Shen Rongshan called out, "Uncle Ping, are you home? I'm Rongshan."

A woman came out of the house. She was thin and a little dark. She looked at them with some timidity and a faint smile on her face.

She stood at the door of the bedroom and said in a low voice, "He went to the mountain to chop wood and will be back soon. What do you want to see him for?"

Ji Wenhe was about to speak when Shen Ping's voice came from behind him.

"Rongshan, Rongshan's wife, why are you here? Come in quickly." He held a large pile of branches and said to Zhao Sanniang inside, "Move out two stools and invite people in to sit down."

Then he explained to them, "Your aunt is shy, so come and talk to her more often. She is bored at home alone."

Moving two stools to the eaves, Zhao Sanniang said a little reservedly, "Come in and sit down."

She subconsciously moved closer to Shen Ping who came out of the kitchen.

Ji Wenhe observed the two of them silently and found that the atmosphere between them was particularly good.

Shen Ping invited them both in and brought out two small stools from the kitchen: "Sanniang, sit down, don't stand."

The two sat next to each other.

"By the way, Rongshan, what do you want to see me about?"

"I haven't congratulated you yet, uncle. I was busy at home a few days ago and forgot."

Shen Rongshan took out six coins.

"Uncle, don't be angry. We didn't mean it. We just really forgot about it and only remembered it today."

"Oh, uncle doesn't take it seriously. You can take it back. I don't want it."

Shen Ping stopped him and refused to take the money.

Ji Wenhe chimed in, "Uncle, please accept it. This is a gift. It's a give and take."

"Uncle can't accept it. I didn't host a banquet at home and didn't invite you to the banquet. How can I have the nerve to ask for your gift money?"

The two men pushed each other back and forth, but in terms of strength, neither could match Shen Rongshan.

She stuffed the money directly into his arms: "Uncle, take it, otherwise I won't invite you when Wenshan and Yuanshan get married in the future."

Shen Ping had no choice but to smile and said, "Then uncle won't refuse it. I'll take it."

The villagers also gave him gifts of money, but he said he didn't want them and didn't hold a banquet. In the end, they forced all the money on him and he left.

"You guys went to town to buy supplies today, didn't you? Did you buy any meat? I'm going to buy half a pound of pork from your house because we've run out of oil at home."

"I bought it. I bought five pounds and I'm selling it in the shed. Uncle, please come with me."

"Okay, I'll get a bowl."

Shen Rongshan followed him into the kitchen: "Uncle, where is the cloth bag for noodles in your house?"

Shen Ping took a clean bowl and remembered after he reminded her: "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it. The family is almost done eating."

"It's in the barrel. Take it out for me and buy a few pounds of noodles."

Under the eaves, Zhao Sanniang kept her head down, and Ji Wenhe didn't know what to say to her, so the two of them remained silent.

"Sanniang, do you want to come with me? It's at the foot of the mountain behind us, not far away."

Zhao Sanniang looked up at him, was silent for a few breaths, and nodded: "Yes."

Seeing a smile on Shen Ping's face, she blushed slightly and lowered her head.

The two men walked in front, and they were a few steps behind.

Ji Wenhe felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. He thought for a long time before speaking.

"Aunt Zhao, the people in Shenjia Village are easy to get along with. If you feel bored at home, you can go to Aunt Lan's house."

She raised her finger and pointed over.

"Here, it's right next to the shed. Aunt Lan is kind and we all like to gather at her house to talk."

"Well." Zhao Sanniang asked in a low voice, "I want to ask you something."

"You say."

"Where in town do you get your work done?"

After she married and moved to Baiyun Mountain, there was so much chores to do at home that she had no time to go to town to get work to do.

"Jinxiufang, the villagers all get their goods there, and the boss is a nice guy. If I had known earlier, I could have brought you, Aunt Zhao, with me when I went to town today."