Sheng Fu

Chapter 233
Nanjun, the countryside, Zhangjia Village.

When he came out of Shuanglong Mountain, Zhang Benchu ​​thought in his heart that he would ride a first-class war horse back to the village. The villagers would definitely envy and be proud of him, but then he thought about it and forgot.

Now, he has changed into plain clothes of fairly good material, and he generally looks like a decent person, with no sense of extravagance on his body.

I thought the village would be the same as before, but I never imagined that every household has a small courtyard, which can be regarded as a well-off family even if it is not prosperous.

The road is flat, and many small saplings are planted in sequence along the road. After many years, there will be green pines and cypresses standing on both sides of the road in sequence.

After walking a few steps, I met an acquaintance passing by with a sack on his shoulders. It was his hairpin Zhang Chengcai.

I haven't seen him for many years, Fa Xiao is now physically strong, with stubble on his face, and his eyes are slightly numb. The sack should be feed for pigs.

Zhang Chengcai was in a daze for a while before he recognized Zhang Benchu. He casually threw the sack on the ground and said with a grin, "You're finally back."

With mixed feelings in his heart, Zhang Benchu ​​walked up to Chengcai quickly, and was about to give Chengcai a bear hug, but Chengcai backed away slightly, and said with a smile on his face, "Farewell, you are clean, don't stain your clothes."

"Speaking of which, you look really different from before."

Zhang Benchu ​​suddenly said angrily: "Fart, when I left, you stole all your eggs and gave them to me. How can I dislike you now?"

Chengcai hesitated to speak, Zhang Benchu ​​bent down and picked up the sack on the ground.

"Go, go to the pigsty!" Zhang Benchu ​​said righteously.

Zhang Benchu ​​walked in front, and Chengcai followed behind, his numb eyes finally glowed with a glimmer of light.

Along the way, Zhang Benchu ​​felt puzzled, not seeing many people, and many familiar faces were gone.

"Chengcai, what's going on, where have all the people in the village gone, and it's not the busy season for farming."

I remember that there used to be many dogs in the village, but now I don't even see a single dog.

Chengcai narrated while walking: "Because you became famous outside, the governor of Nanjun took great care of our village, and many people made money and went to the city."

"The houses you saw were all repaired by the government. People only come back to worship their ancestors during the festivals. As for those crop lands, people have money now, and they hire people to grow crops. Most of them Everyone has become a landlord."

Zhang Benchu ​​had a bad feeling and asked, "What about the few people?"

Chengcai said sadly, "Some old people in the village died."

The more Zhang Benchu ​​listened, the more wrong he became, and he asked, "Why did you die?"

The corners of Chengcai's eyes were rosy, and he said helplessly, "After you became famous in the imperial capital, many people felt that you had offended the rich and powerful, and felt uneasy. Some old people were scared to death."

"Later, for some unknown reason, the governor took great care of our place."

"People who go out from Zhangjia Village can receive a sum of money from the government to do business or do other things. There are also many rich people who specially support some smart people in our village."

"There are only two or three families in this village now."

One is Zhang Benchu's family, the other is Chengcai's family, and the other is the village head's family.

The previously lively village has become deserted just like that.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to go to the city when you have money.

Not long after, Zhang Benchu ​​arrived at Chengcai's house. The building was completely new, but the inside of the house was a little messy, with dust everywhere. As soon as he entered the door, Chengcai's parents came out of the house.

Chengcai's father was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhang Benchu, and then said ecstatically, "Benchu, you are finally back."

Chengcai's mother glared at Chengcai immediately, and scolded: "Your brother Benchu ​​is back, how can you let others carry sacks, it's not good to stain your clothes."

Chengcai's father hurried forward to take the sack from Zhang Benchu's shoulder.

Zhang Benchu ​​grinned and said: "Uncle and aunt, we are all our own people, don't be so particular, I have to carry it myself, you just treat me as the original person."

Chengcai's father smiled honestly, walked across the grocery room, and came to the backyard, where Zhang Benchu ​​put the sack next to the pigsty.

The two brothers returned to the main room, and Chengcai's parents had prepared hot tea.

"At the beginning, how are you doing outside?" Chengcai's mother asked kindly.

Zhang Benchu ​​responded with a smile: "It's all good. I have already told me about the success in the village. Now few people return to the village, right?"

Chengcai's father said with emotion: "Yes, some people have left the village completely and don't plan to come back."

"They all went outside to rush forward."

"Some words I don't know how to say."

Zhang Benchu ​​said with a smile: "It's okay, I can guess."

Zhang Benchu ​​offended the dignitaries and frightened the people in the village into panic. Later, after Yu Wenjun got the king's order, the local county guard saw the direction of certain things and began to take care of the people in Zhangjia Village.

The person who left not only wanted to distance himself from Zhang Benchu, who had offended the powerful, but also wanted to use his relationship with Zhang Benchu ​​to seek some real benefits for himself.

Therefore, they all went to the city to settle down, and they don't know how those people are doing now, but Zhang Benchu ​​guessed that if the governor can take care of the people in Zhangjia Village in this way, those people should be doing well.

In fact, Chengcai's parents also wanted to go to the city, but Chengcai didn't want to go, saying that he was waiting for Zhang Benchu ​​to come back one day, so that he could still see his brother.

Before that, no one would think that Zhang Benchu ​​could come back alive after offending someone outside, and he would probably die sooner or later, even now, some people still think so.

How can a child from a poor family wrestle with a noble queen?
The people in the village are not so backbone, some are old and some are young, and the sharp edges and corners have long been smoothed out in the swampy bottom world.

The sheriff gave him a little favor, so he followed.

Furthermore, there is no need for these people to give up some better options for Zhang Benchu ​​and take risks that may become reality.

It is true that Zhang Benchu ​​became famous, but after all, he did not get promoted and made a fortune. It is impossible for one person to achieve Taoism and ascend to heaven.

In his heart, he also thanked the county sheriff who acted according to the wind.

After drinking tea, Zhang Benchu ​​got up and said: "I have to go home and have a look, you guys go with me, and I will have dinner at my house later, and I will call the village chief over by the way."

"Everyone got together and had a lot of fun."

Chengcai's father quickly said, "That's great."

Several people left the house and went to Zhang Benchu's house, while Chengcai left halfway to find the village chief.

When he came to the door of his house, Zhang Benchu ​​was also taken aback for a moment. Although the size of the square courtyard built by his house was not comparable to that of the Imperial Capital Courtyard, it was in sharp contrast with other houses. There were two stone Pixiu at the door. The eaves are flying.

Knocking on the door knocker, not long after, a middle-aged woman opened the door. The woman looked vicissitudes and her hair was slightly gray. When she saw Zhang Benchu, the woman burst into tears.

The returning wanderer hugged his mother and said softly, "Mother, I'm back."

At this moment, a vicissitudes of the middle-aged man came, not tall, but very strong, with gray temples, seeing his son returned, his vicissitudes of eyes could not help but overflow with tears.

"Stop hugging at the door and come in quickly."

Only then did Zhang Benchu ​​let go of his mother, smiling with tears in his eyes, and several of them entered the courtyard talking and laughing.

(End of this chapter)