Splendid peasant girl busy farming

4344--Andrew
"Forget it, it's getting late, I should go to the stage for a walk, Brother Zichuan, you should rest earlier, when I return from Changhuai Prefecture, we will continue this unfinished chess game!"

After the words fell, Zuo Junmo got up from his seat.

Mu Zichuan also stood up, "Since Brother Zuo is going to Changhuai Prefecture tomorrow to handle business, I won't stay any longer. I wish you a smooth journey tomorrow!"

Zuo Junmo nodded slightly, "Thank you."

Walking into the yard, Zuo Junmo suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at Mu Zichuan, hesitant to speak.

"Brother Zuo, if you have any orders, you might as well just say it directly. You and I have talked by candlelight tonight, and we have talked heart-to-heart." Mu Zichuan said.

Zuo Junmo then said: "Brother Zichuan, since you have already made a marriage contract with the Liu family girl, it is best not to betray her and treat her better. Next, there will be a big show in the village for five or six days. May I ask you Have you invited Miss Liu and her family to watch the play?"

Mu Zichuan froze, then shook his head.

Zuo Junmo said: "I'm an outsider, just a suggestion, whether you accept it or not depends on you, brother Zichuan, I'll take my leave first, and we'll meet later!"

When Zuo Junmo came to the vicinity of the stage slowly, he saw at a glance that on the small stage in front of the stage, his old lady was sitting in a warm bucket, looking up at the actors singing on the stage. boys.

With the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra, my mother's hands on her lap couldn't help beating the time.

On the side, several women related to the Luo family were accompanying them. The big guys were eating melon seeds and discussing while watching the play, very happy.

And Qing'er, standing obediently behind his old lady, leaned over to whisper a few words into her ear from time to time, probably talking about drama, anyway, the smile on the old lady's face never faded.

Zuo Junmo's eyebrows and eyes are also relaxed. It's been a long time since I saw my old lady so happy and smiling so brightly.

It seems that in the first month of the coming year, or when my mother celebrates her birthday, I have to invite the opera troupe to Zuojiazhuang to sing, so that my mother can have fun.

Feeling a bunch of eyes looking towards this side, Yang Ruoqing turned her head and saw Zuo Junmo standing on the periphery of the crowd.

There is no way, the three men Zuo Junmo, Mu Zichuan, and Luo Fengtang, no matter their height or temperament, are all so outstanding.

Even at night like this, when he was standing on the outer circle with crowds of heads in between, Yang Ruoqing could still see him standing there with his hands behind his back.

Seeing her looking at him, he didn't look away, but nodded to her generously, and then raised his finger to the old lady Zuo beside Yang Ruoqing, making a gesture.

Yang Ruoqing immediately understood Zuo Junmo's hand gestures. It was for her to ask Mrs. Zuo if she was sleepy, and if she wanted to go back to sleep?

Yang Ruoqing gestured him to wait a moment, turned around and whispered something to the old man.

Mrs. Zuo stood up, turned her head, and saw Zuo Junmo.

Mrs. Zuo said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, you run for a while and tell Jun Mo to go back to sleep first, and I have to go to Changhuaizhou tomorrow. I'm not sleepy at all, and your mother and the others are with me." Watch the play, go back to rest after the singing is over, tell him not to worry about it!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll go tell Brother Zuo right now, old lady, you can go back to the warm bucket, don't catch a cold."

Soon, Yang Ruoqing walked through the crowd and came to Zuo Junmo.

"Brother Zuo, the old lady is very interested now, and she is willing to go back to rest after listening to it." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Zuo Junmo said: "I also guessed it would be like this."

Yang Ruoqing said again: "Brother Zuo, the old lady told you to go back to rest first, and you have to go to Changhuaizhou early in the morning. We will escort the old lady back when the meeting is over, you don't have to worry."

Zuo Junmo nodded, "Okay, I'm not worried, with you here, I can rest assured."

Then, he took off the cloak on his body and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"Give this to my mother and let her cover her body. The wind is a little stronger at night than in the daytime." He said.

Yang Ruoqing put his cloak in her arms, said: "Brother Zuo is really a dutiful son, with a meticulous heart, I didn't expect so much!"

In fact, Yang Ruoqing couldn't be blamed for not thinking too much about it, the main reason was that the big guys came out to watch the show after dinner, Mrs. Zuo had enough clothes on, and she also wore a cloak, which she wore with a cloak.

Sitting in the warm bucket again, with something covering his legs, holding hot tea in his hand, watching the play.

Compared with the other villagers who watched the theater in the open air, the small platform for watching the theater was covered with thatch and wooden boards, and the fence was around the side, so it should not be cold.

Zuo Junmo said: "My mother shouldn't be cold, but you should bring it to her and put it on on the way back."

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, said hello with a smile, turned around and took the cloak back to Mrs. Zuo, and continued to accompany her to the theater.

The next morning, Zuo Junmo left for Changhuai Prefecture.

Yang Ruoqing helped Mrs. Zuo turn around and walk back from the side of the road. When she was almost at the gate of the courtyard, another carriage came out from the road behind her.

The driver was a servant of Mu Zichuan's family.

Yang Ruoqing was suspicious, where is Mu Zichuan going so early?
Early in the morning, Yang Ruoqing didn't want to go to say hello, so she turned around and helped the old lady to continue walking into the yard.

In the middle of the day, Yang Ruoqing was washing clothes by the pond.

There is no need to cook lunch today, why?
Mrs. Sun greeted Mrs. Zuo last night, and today they are hosting a meal to greet Mrs. Zuo, so at noon later, Yang Ruoqing will accompany Mrs. Zuo there.

So this time I was free, so I hurried over to do some laundry, and then I met Yang Huamei.

"Auntie, why are you picking up such a load full of things?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Yang Huamei said: "It's Dabai's and Xiaohe's clothes, shoes and socks. The school in the town will start in a few days. I have to wash these things so they can take them to the town."

"The school in the town should start on the [-]th, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huamei nodded.

Squatting beside Yang Ruoqing, she took out the things one by one to wash.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, I only saw the two boys during the big show last night, but I didn't seem to see you. Did you go to the play?"

Yang Huamei shook her head: "Where are you in the mood to watch a play? My mother-in-law hung her neck in the woodshed during the night of watching a play in the first lunar month last year."

"I didn't go to the theater, neither did my father-in-law. He went to bed after eating and washing his feet. I was weaving and left the door for the two boys, otherwise I would have gone to bed early."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

That's right, when Shuan Ziniang sang an opera in the first lunar month last year, she was first beaten up by Mrs. Tan for no reason.

But on the way, because she saw Shuanzi's father talking with Mrs. Wangfu, Mrs. Shuanzi was so surprised and angry that she couldn't think about going home for a while and hung her neck.

(End of this chapter)