Yuan Fu Nushu

Chapter 336, venting anger

Zheng Ding still remembered the insulting words of Chang Gen's mother and son, and refused to accept the mother and son's New Year greetings. A gust of north wind came in through the open courtyard door, and the cold went straight to the bone. The face is clear and clear, and the wrinkles in the snow blur are getting deeper and deeper.

I haven't seen each other for a few months. Changgen's mother and son came to make trouble twice, once in the year before last and once in the next year.

Zheng Ding suddenly wanted to chat with them, and asked what the mother and son had experienced. If Liu Gen Zhongju was afraid, they would not make trouble. Isn't it because Liu Gen Zhongju showed his name, and Zheng Changgen mother and son were afraid Divide up more property, and come to Xinji to make trouble.

Must be an interesting reason to have them change.

Zheng Dingshi was surprised when she thought of this and saw the gifts in the hands of the mother and child, four chickens and four geese, with a side of pork on their backs and a jug of wine in their arms.

For families like Zheng Ding's and Chang Gen's mother and son, the annual gift is only a few hundred dollars, which is more than ten times the value, making Zheng Ding even more curious about what happened to the mother and son.

Throwing the latch, Zheng Dingshi turned around and left, the gate was open, if you want to come in, just go in, if you don't, it's fine.

Shopkeeper Zheng walked out of the room: "Ah, there are dishes cooking in the kitchen, and you asked me to wait to eat, why have you kept the door open for so long?"

Zheng Changgen came in and met his eyes. Shopkeeper Zheng was furious. Half a year ago, he was still vivid in his memory begging for money from Changgen's mother and son. Come!"

Zheng Changgen hid to the side, more anxious than when he was hiding from Zheng Ding just now, the jar of wine held by the side of the pork on his back made him unsteady, and he fell to the side in the snow, refusing to let go of the wine in his arms: "Dad Ah, eight taels of silver per pot, wait until I put it down before you hit it."

Zheng Ding, who was serving the dishes in the kitchen, was stuck in her hands. This was a heavy gift. With a straight face, she re-steamed a large basket of New Year's dishes prepared before the Chinese New Year.

There is boiling water in the stove, put some firewood under the stove, and the New Year’s dishes can be eaten in the steamer.

Chang Genniang shivered in the north wind: "We are celebrating the New Year, we are celebrating the New Year." Zheng Ding walked across the yard with New Year's vegetables on his face, and said coldly: "What does it look like to make trouble with the gate open, neighbors If you know how to laugh, come in and say it!"

Zheng Ding's father came out and said, "Come in and tell me." He closed the courtyard door and came in.

Mrs. Zheng Ding ate this meal very happily. The head of the Zheng family was having wine at the Duke Huguo's mansion. That day Yuanxiu was treating guests. In Beijing, asking Yuan Lian to invite his in-laws did not make any sense to leave the patriarch behind. Zhanguang, the patriarch of the Zheng family, had a meal at Duke Huguo's mansion and watched the drama for a long time.

The head of Zheng's family and shopkeeper Zheng broke up at the pier, one went home, and the other went straight to the south to buy goods for sister Hui.

When the patriarch gets home, he sits down in front of the elders and rich brothers. Last year’s drudgery of the river workers belonged to Zheng Changgen. Most of the goods are imported by shopkeeper Zheng, and he feels that half of his life has been lost for two months in winter.

Hegong was not far away, and Changgen's mother brought food and clothes to her son. The mother and son hugged their heads and burst into tears. Changgenniang turned back and knelt in front of the patriarch to help him, and the patriarch said lightly: "What should I do? The family said that you disrespect scholars, because you have no ancestors in your eyes, and you have left your roots. The official schools in Beijing let him eat and let him live in vain to teach him to study. But I just wanted to interrupt Liu Gen’s study, my ancestor lost his temper, and this year two old ladies fell ill, it’s because of you, if you don’t believe me, go to the hospital bed and ask yourself, see what the old ladies say.”

Changgen’s mother knew that the second half was a lie, and that the source was in the first half of Zheng Liugen’s Zhongju. She went home and cried for several days. After thinking about admitting defeat, I feel that it is the most reasonable to admit defeat. If you stay rooted, you must be an official and lord, and Changgen's house can't be compared in this life.

The mother and child were bleeding profusely, and they hired a car with a dozen or so gifts. The canal was frozen and the walk began to be difficult. Zheng Ding saw the mother and child in a mess, and despite his own fatigue, his face was bruised and purple, which was really ugly.

After a few glasses of wine, Zheng Changgen kowtowed to apologize to Zheng Ding and Zheng's shopkeeper. Zheng's shopkeeper finally beat his son, showing the viciousness he once punched at Lao Tzu, and Changgen's mother put away all her fierceness and fierceness. He hung his head and wiped his tears and dared not speak.

Lu Yuan couldn't leave in the dark, so Zheng Ding left them to sleep in the clerk's room, and he lit a candle in Zheng Liugen's room to record numbers in the ledger.

She can't read much, so she simply keeps accounts.

Since Changgen's mother and son came to make trouble, Zheng Ding was angry, and took money out of her daily account and wrote it under Sister Hui's pocket name, secretly saving money for Liugen.

This kind woman hadn't thought about dividing the family property before. Shouldn't the two brothers, Changgen and Liugen, share it equally?

Since Chang Gen's mother and son came to make trouble, Zheng Ding has quietly saved money for his son, the most upright name, Sister Hui often sends pocket money when he needs it in Beijing.You said that Sister Hui has a big shop, which is earned by her own family. Doesn't her husband's family give her pocket money?

"Ms. Liugen," Zheng shopkeeper shouted from the next door.

This guy is also extremely happy today. The matter of his son beating his father has made him angry until today.

Zheng Ding, who walked in, was happy: "Sister Hui has a big shop, it's not a big deal to give away a thousand catties of seafood before the Chinese New Year, and it will be sold out in a day and a half. After the first month, I will help you get the goods in, and I will go there Going to the south, He Dong’s family said that it was [-] catties, I have to help him go to the seaside and watch on the fishing boat, and I can’t let other merchants intercept the good goods.”

Zheng Ding said with a smile: "You just go, I'm at home." He planned to take out his private house and prepare a lot of money for his husband, because he ran a long way for Sister Hui.

Shopkeeper Zheng smiled: "The goods are different in spring, summer, autumn and winter. At most, I will prepare for you until spring and negotiate the price of summer goods. In case I can't make it back in autumn, you have to buy some from Changgenniang's shop." Heart."

Zheng Ding's lips curled up: "Understood. In previous years, I will send them whatever goods Xinji brought to them. It will not be wrong according to the days of previous years. I don't care if the markets near them don't deliver to me." .”

Zheng Ding said this with confidence, the goods that He Feng and Song Xun brought back from Beijing, Zhen also distributed to Zheng Ding.

Shopkeeper Zheng smiled resolutely: "Look at the honesty of Mrs. Changgen, do you dare not share the purchase with you? If she doesn't share it with you, you don't need to worry about her."

Zheng Dingshi tucked in the quilt for him, and went back to settle accounts. From time to time, scenes of Zheng Liugen going to school when he was a child appeared in front of him.

So it's better to have Sister Hui, the old master Yuan influenced several generations of scholars in the new episode.

(End of this chapter)