fifth form

Chapter 34
Near nostalgia timid.

In Rongcheng, the surname Rong is the majority.

You Rong's full name is Rong Ruo.

She hadn't heard her full name for many years.

It wasn't until a woman at the pork shop in the distance shouted, that Rong realized that all his worries were superfluous.

Her sister is still the same as ever.

The appearance is changing, the accent is changing, but the friendship between the sisters remains the same.

"Ruoruo, is it really you?"

There are several mountains between Rongcheng and Zhangjiazhuang.

In this era of underdeveloped transportation, a big mountain is enough to completely cut off the family relationship.

At the pork stall, a stout woman rolled up her sleeves to close the stall, and then saw a familiar face.

No matter what the Rong family has become, the familiarity between relatives is enough to recognize people at a glance.

"Your figure is still slender and slender, but my sister is fat and round!"

The woman laughed at herself, and her words instantly relieved Yourong from worrying.

"sister!"

You Rong let out a cry, and for a moment also smiled happily.

She ignored the woman's greasy hands and grabbed them tightly.

"Back then, I asked you to go to the tofu shop. My sister was in charge of the pork shop. It was good for you. I went to the mountains to enjoy myself. My sister had no tofu to eat, so I had to eat the unsold rotten pork every day!"

The woman's surname is Rong Mingli, and she is Zhang Xuezhou's aunt.

Rong Li's introduction also let Zhang Xuezhou know what a wealthy family in the city is.

It's not that he looks down on selling pork, it's just that this kind of wealthy family is a little different from Zhang Xuezhou's imagination.

"Don't underestimate the business of selling meat. Those who can secure a place to sell meat in the city have some ruthless means, and they can't survive without much ability." Zhang Zhong said in a low voice: "I abducted your mother and ran away. Your aunt chased me for more than 30 miles with a butcher's knife!"

"Then you really had an unforgettable time!"

Zhang Xuezhou let out a sigh, and then Zhang Zhong honestly met Rong Li there.

Before Rong Li could get angry, Zhang Zhong pushed Zhang Xuezhou to the front.

"Sister, take a look at your nephew, he looks handsome!" Zhang Zhong flattered him.

"This is my eldest nephew? Fortunately, he didn't follow your appearance!"

Rong Li was close to the Rong family, but not so kind to Zhang Zhong, but she finally didn't fight with a butcher's knife.

"My nephew is handsome, tall and fair. The big girls in the city are afraid that they will get lovesick when they see you!"

Rong Li looked at Zhang Xuezhou carefully, and was satisfied when she saw that Zhang Xuezhou didn't shy away from her greasy hands.

Details know character, her nephew is not bad, and he is still connected by blood with her.

"Let's go, the stall is closed, let's go home!"

Rong Li didn't ask about it, and started to lead the way by holding Zhang Xuezhou's hand.

"Your parents probably never mentioned to you that our Rong family has slaughtered pigs in Rongcheng for generations. As long as you follow your aunt, your aunt will take care of you and spread the pork on the land in the south of the city!"

Rong Li stretched out her hand and pulled Zhang Xuezhou's right hand, only to feel that although Zhang Xuezhou's arm was white, the strength contained in it was not weak.

If Zhang Xuezhou were to do it, he would definitely be able to kill pigs and skin them alone.

She only felt that Zhang Xuezhou was a good material for killing pigs, and immediately arranged Zhang Xuezhou's escape route.

"Auntie, I still want to read and learn characters," Zhang Xuezhou muttered.

"What kind of books do you read to learn words? Those poor people can read a few words, but they can't even eat meat every day, and they are starved to the bone. My aunt told you that there is no future in studying, and killing pigs is the only way to be safe!"

Rong Li's exhortations are earnest, obviously she has seen too many poor scholars who pick and search at the pork stall.

After seeing a lot, Rong Li didn't take reading seriously.

Most of the good ones will become teachers in the future, continue to teach those poor scholars, and squeeze out the little surplus food in the families of the scholars.

There are tens of thousands of roads, but one is a dead end for studying and fame.

In this city of Rong, there are too many young people who want to be appointed as marquises and prime ministers, but Rongcheng has never produced any high-ranking officials.

Seeing that the scholars changed after wave after wave, and many of them lived in poverty, Rong Li did not want Zhang Xuezhou to go through such a difficult road.

"We in the Han Dynasty want to gain fame, but we can't do without some backing." Rong Li said, "It's like we opened this pork shop, which relied on the prestige that has accumulated over the years, so no one came to set up this pork stall. Back then Your grandfather was carrying a pig-killing knife. He chased Wang Er and his gang of local ruffians from Santiao Street to calm down the place. If you want fame, you have to have someone with status to help you settle down the place. People are the scapegoat!"

"Ok auntie, I'll kill a pig with you tomorrow. Let me tell you, I'm sure. I'll know how heavy any meat is when I weigh it in my hand!"

Zhang Xuezhou changed his words very quickly, which made Rong Li happy for a while.

"I just said that our Rong family has slaughtered pigs for generations, how could it be possible to produce nerds, you are indeed a pig slaughterer!"

Rong Li was overjoyed, and dragged Zhang Xuezhou for five miles before pointing to the front.

"Look, that's our house!"

The Rong family's house in Rongcheng is not too big, but it covers an area of ​​more than [-] square meters, and the big courtyard house looks extremely heavy.

Comparing the school district housing in reality, and thinking about the civil housing in Zhangjiazhuang, Zhang Xuezhou also has to admit that the Rong family is indeed well-off, with a huge accumulation of ancestral business passed down from generation to generation.

"Our family just doesn't live up to expectations. If there are two or three boys, it will be much easier!"

Rong Li strode into the house, and then a middle-aged man with a fairly handsome appearance walked out.

"Lili, you are back, this is..." the man asked.

"This is the second sister, that is your brother-in-law, and this is your nephew." Rong Li said, "Where is Tian Ding, where is he drawing a talisman again?"

"Mother, I am painting, which is a very advanced skill!"

In the house, a helpless voice sounded, and another young man about Zhang Xuezhou's age came out of the house.

"Painting, I know how to paint all day long, and I didn't see what kind of tricks you drew." Rong Li said dissatisfiedly: "You don't know how expensive your canvas is, hurry up and learn how to kill pigs with your cousin tomorrow, See how many catties of pork you have to sell for a piece of canvas!"

"Oh, mother, it's just a few canvases, and it can make our family poor!" The young man retorted.

"I shouldn't have allowed a nerd like your father to marry and give birth to such an unworthy thing like you!"

Rong Li scolded, the middle-aged man didn't even dare to speak, but kept winking at the young man, hoping not to lead the fight to him.

"Hahaha, is this my cousin?"

After winking several times in a row, the young man finally came to his senses, and also began to pull Zhang Xuezhou and others, which made the harmony and beauty of the family finally reconcile.

"No wonder my aunt repeatedly recommends killing pigs!"

Zhang Xuezhou realized later that if no one took over, the Rong family would have to change their job of butchering pigs.

With the lessons learned from Rong Tianding, it is no wonder that Rongli has a big prejudice against reading.

But Zhang Xuezhou still really wants to learn some unique cultures produced in his dreams.

He looked at the uncle who had married into Rong's family, and felt that he had found a free teacher.

(End of this chapter)