Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Stepped on the original match
"What? You kicked your original partner because of an actor outside? Didn't this guy get kicked in the head by a donkey?" Blacksmith Luo asked in surprise.

Da Sun curled her lips: "The original partner is a yellow-faced woman, how can it compare to that actor who is young, beautiful and charming!"

Blacksmith Luo thought about it for a while, and then said: "Even if this is the case, the original spouse is the original spouse after all. The couple who gave birth to a daughter and married hair for him, are exhausted...they cannot give up the original spouse if they are exhausted and take concubines!"

Da Sun said again: "That opera singer has tricks, the wind blowing by the pillow makes a whistling noise, men just do that!"

"Not only did he get rid of his first wife, but he didn't even want a daughter. He was counting on the actor to give him a son, but in the end he died, not to mention sons and daughters, and he didn't even lay eggs for him."

"Ah? Why is that? Why didn't you give birth?" Wang Cuilian poked her head and asked.

Mrs. Sun also nodded. Obviously, the two of them cared more about their children than they sympathized with their original spouse.

The corner of Da Sun's mouth curled into a sneer: "There must be nothing wrong with the shopkeeper Zhang, otherwise he wouldn't have given birth to a daughter before, and the problem lies with that actor."

"Singers, they practice kung fu when they are young, and they do a lot of things that we can't think of. The bones in their bodies are like noodles."

"Especially for those actors who want to keep their slender bodies so they can wear costumes. The troupe doesn't give them rice and steamed buns. After going back and forth, their bodies are damaged like this, and they also suffer from hunger. Many actors are good-looking, but they are good-looking. But I can’t have a baby, that’s probably the case with Zhang Ji!”

Da Sun's analysis here is very clear, as if he has understood everything, while Wang Cuilian and Sun are listening intently, this is really one dare to speak, and the other two dare to listen.

Yang Ruoqing sat quietly by the side and picked up food to reward her Wu Zang Temple. Hearing Da Sun's words, she felt that there was some truth.

From the perspective of nutrition, the human body needs to take in many kinds of nutrients to maintain health, and carbohydrates are one of them.

Staple foods such as rice, steamed buns, and steamed buns are the main source of carbohydrates. Women can reduce staple foods in an appropriate amount in order to maintain their figure, but it is wrong to completely prohibit the intake of carbohydrates.

Over time, endocrine disorders will occur, and my aunt will say goodbye to you in advance.

My aunt is gone, how can I have children?

So women, it is good to be slim, but health must be the first priority. Even if you want to be beautiful, you must follow a healthy method to lose weight.

Okay, enough gossip, another half bowl of rice...

"Hey, shopkeeper Zhang is gone, what should I do with the business of the actor and the shop left behind? How can she pick it up as a woman with no children?" Wang Cuilian asked, frowning.

Because she herself was a widow back then, and experienced the premature death of her dependent son, she knew better than anyone else the feeling of being helpless in a widow's family.

I really didn’t dare to raise my head when walking in front of people. Before it was dark, I hurriedly closed the courtyard door and went to bed. A little bit of wind and grass outside would scare me... Fortunately, I finally met the blacksmith brother, who didn’t dislike her and gave her A complete home.

Sun also shook her head and sighed softly, "Who knows, it's difficult, it's too difficult..."

Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang are men, so it's inconvenient to discuss the past couple's affairs in other people's homes. They are concerned about other things.

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "It is said that Zhang Ji Baozi Shop's craftsmanship is only passed on to his sons, and their family's stuff may be broken in this generation. It's a time-honored brand, what a pity!"

When it comes to this, Yang Ruoqing has the most say.

Although Zhang Ji is a time-honored brand, Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang and the others have only heard of it and looked at it when passing by the door, and sniffed a few scents.

Only when the family conditions have improved in recent years are they willing to buy and eat.

But Yang Ruoqing is different. Ever since she was 12 years old and went to and from the town with Tang Yazi to do business, Zhang Ji's meat buns are the most beautiful thing in their two memories.

At that time, Zhang Ji was not called Zaochapu, but Baozipu, a very down-to-earth name.

At that time, the person in charge was the father of the shopkeeper Zhang who died young.

At that time, when the two of them went to buy steamed stuffed buns, the bereaved storekeeper Zhang was just about the age of Tang Yazi, and he was working as a waiter in the clothes of a waiter. At that time, they might have met and talked to each other...

Time has passed, and the young and strong shopkeeper Zhang died, and Zhang Ji's handicraft inheritance may also be ruined here.

Without a son, the craftsmanship cannot be truly passed on, and the guys at the bottom may not be able to make the original taste. Hey, some things are destined to remain in memory, not only buns, but also youth.

"After talking so much, I still don't know how the shopkeeper died!" Xiaojie's father, who had never participated in this discussion, suddenly muttered.

The big guy was stunned for a moment, you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally all eyes fell on Da Sun again.

This time, Da Sun also smiled dryly, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Although I am an inquisitor, I don't have the ability to inquire into the sky... Don't worry, I will inquire again tomorrow..."

"Come on, you just ask about useless things, is it boring or not?" Xiaojie's father cut off Dasun's words angrily.

"Xiaojie sent a message twice to ask you to go to Zhang Ban's house to help take care of your granddaughter. You clean up and go to help her tomorrow!"

Even though Da Sun is usually a female man, the first wife of the master of heaven, the second rough appearance, but in front of the thin and short Xiaojie father, she is still very docile.

At least she never talked back to Xiaojie's father in front of others, and she gave him the decency that a man should have, so although Xiaojie's father was a door-to-door son-in-law, the relationship between the couple was very good, and Xiaojie's father was also sincere to the Sun family There is a sense of belonging, unlike some door-to-door sons-in-law who have not been able to integrate for decades.

"Got it, I'll go to town tomorrow morning."

Da Sun responded, and then gnawed on the pork ribs with mashed garlic.

"Sister, why did Xiaojie send you a message to help? Where's her mother-in-law?" Sun asked in surprise.

Da Sun gnawed on the ribs and said vaguely: "A while ago, I went to climb a ladder and fell to my waist, and I am resting in bed."

"Ah? How long has this been going on? Why haven't I heard of it?" Sun asked again.

Da Sun thought for a while: "You guys just went to Qing'an County for two days."

"Then we have to go and have a look, buy something and visit." Mrs. Sun thought about it, and habitually looked at Yang Huazhong with her inquiring eyes.

Yang Huazhong was clinking cups with Blacksmith Luo, and said, "You can make arrangements for these relatives to move around. Just let me know when you need me."

Sun smiled comfortably and nodded slightly.

After eating and drinking, the crowd dispersed. Mrs. Sun and the others followed Mrs. Sun and the others. While walking, the two old sisters discussed about going to Qingshui Town to visit Granny Xiaojie tomorrow. It happened that this wave came back from the town. I brought a cart full of gifts, so I don’t need to buy any more when I go to visit...

(End of this chapter)