After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

Today is August [-]th, and tomorrow will be Zhongqiu.

Yuan Bao and Jiang Jie were also on vacation, and Jiang Quan took them home to play with Jiang Wu, Huzi Xiaoyao and other children in the martial arts field.

On the village road of Dongchen Village, two carriages suddenly came.

There were several horse guards following behind the carriage.

"Tiger! Yuan Bao! Jiang Jie Jiang Wu!"

Wei Zhan poked his head out from the carriage, waved his arms and shouted from afar: "I'm back!"

Xiao Chengyu also poked his head out and called, "I'm back!"

Huzi and several boys heard the shout and rushed over to meet him: "Wei Zhan! Wei Zhan!"

Without waiting for the carriage to stop, Wei Zhan jumped down, startling everyone.

Cui Zhaochen was afraid that Xiao Chengyu would follow suit, so he quickly stopped the carriage.

"Hahaha! I'm back to see you!" Wei Zhan was so happy to see all his friends there, he laughed and danced while hugging them.

Xiao Chengyu also followed suit, hugging this, cuddling that, very busy.

Huzi asked, "Is he your brother?"

Wei Zhan touched Xiao Chengyu's round head and said with a smile, "It's my little cousin, he also wants to play with you."

So several people touched Xiao Chengyu's round head one by one, as a greeting to him.

Xiao Chengyu has a three-flowered head, with two locks of hair on both sides, which are braided with red silk inside, and a peach-shaped door guard on the top of his head, which looks very funny.

On the other hand, he is very beautiful, with big eyes, white and tender skin, just like a fat doll in a New Year painting, so he looks very festive.

Seeing that Wei Zhan knew these children very well, Cui Zhaochen left a few guards here to guard them, and went directly to Jiang's house with the carriage.

After explaining the purpose of coming to Jiang Sanlang, he asked people to move down six large boxes, as well as a medicine box and a wax shell making tool.

He handed over the list again and said, "Those boxes were accidentally overturned into the river before. My son felt sorry for it, so he bought the same things again and brought them back. Jiang Cunzheng, please don't be offended."

Jiang Sanlang grinned, and said lightly: "I'm sorry."

His daughters told him that Xiao Chengjuan deliberately left them behind and took the box away.

Sending it here now is just because my daughter is writing a letter to Beijing.

"Where is there, please Jiang Cunzheng to count and see if the number is correct. If there is anything missing, just let me know."

Cui Zhaochen lowered his posture as much as possible in accordance with the eldest son's instructions.

Jiang Sanlang was not polite, he took out the list given by his daughter from his arms and began to count.

After counting, he called his second nephew, Jiang Quan, and carried all the boxes into the daughter's room.

These are the property earned by the girl, and naturally belong to her, and will be her dowry in the future.

When Yingbao came back from Chen Zhu's house, Cui Zhaochen and his party had been invited by old man Jiang to drink tea at Uncle Jiang's house.

Now every household in the village is busy harvesting cotton, and Jiang Sanlang is so busy that his feet don't touch the ground, so the work of receiving guests falls to the old man Jiang.

Because these people are men, old man Jiang did not ask his wife and granddaughter to help, and he and his wife cooked a big pot of rice at home to entertain guests.

He took out a few pickled duck eggs and boiled them, patted a courgette with garlic, sliced ​​a plate of cantaloupe, and a plate of steamed fish, barely enough to make a table of noodles.

Cui Zhaochen didn't mind that the dishes were simple and delicious, and he didn't leave after eating. He revealed his plan to stay here for a few days.

The old man Jiang couldn't, so he had to arrange a place for them to live.

But there were too many of them, and it would be impossible for them all to live in their own house, so old man Jiang put these guards into an empty bamboo shed.

Carry a few more bamboo beds into it, hug a few quilts, and barely allow the guards and servants to sleep at night.

Because of the festival tomorrow, every household needs to buy fish sacrifices.

The villagers gathered together and came to ask Jiang Sanlang for bait.

Because only Jiang's bait can lure fish, and other people's bait can't do it.

"Third brother, give us some bait."

Chen Yin grabbed Jiang Sanlang's sleeve and said with a cheeky smile: "Just a little, let's go fishing in the river for the festival."

Jiang Sanlang was so entangled by them that he had no choice but to go back and mix a large plate of bait with mushroom fungus scraps and wheat bran for them.

Chen Yin cheered and ran away with a group of villagers holding the bait.

People from the West Village have been walking around the East Village recently, and they are very greedy when they see this.

But they didn't dare to rub other people's bait like they did a few times before, for fear of destroying the friendship they had finally established.

Just in time, I saw Chen Changsheng, the village official, coming from the school, so I gathered around and complained:
"I said, Uncle Changsheng, look at how well someone is the village leader, and how well he has organized the village. He not only leads the villagers to make a fortune, but also gets bait to go fishing during the Chinese New Year. What do we do in the West Village after following you?" benefit?"

Chen Changsheng became angry when he heard it: "Little bastard! If you don't want to stay in West Village, get out! No one will stop you!"

"Hey, don't let me talk about it."

Another villager also complained: "Isn't it? Look at the big tile-roofed houses in the East Village. Look at the road under your feet. Even the vegetable garden looks like a block of tofu. Look at our village again. It's dilapidated, like a shelter for refugees fleeing."

Chen Changsheng put his hips on his fork, pointed at the people in front of him, and said, "What's the matter? Do you dislike your refugee den? Then don't live here! Let Jiang Sanlang take you in if you have the ability! Get out of here, don't beat me!"

After all, he hurried home in a hurry.

In fact, their West Village is already pretty good, more than a star and a half stronger than other villages. However, my village is next to Dongchen Village. Compared with the two, even my own five big tile-roofed houses are three points inferior.

All the way home, Chen Changsheng sat down on the bamboo chair under the porch angrily.

At this time, the five-year-old grandson and six-year-old granddaughter ran over, and the grandpa and grandpa called out. Seeing that the grandpa ignored them, they ran back to the yard to play by themselves.

The little grandson held a small whip in his hand and was struggling to play with the spinning top, while the little granddaughter watched with her nose dragging.

Chen Changsheng squinted at the two dirty grandchildren, and then thought about the children of the Jiang family, especially Xiao Yingbao, and his heart was sour.

Why is the baby so capable?
Not only is she capable, but she is also good-looking. Whatever clothes she wears are neat and clean, which makes people feel comfortable just looking at them.

Then take a look at what a bunch of things have been born in my family?

It's not that she doesn't have food and clothes, but she's so pissed off with this messy look!
It's true that people are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.

The more Chen Changsheng looked at his grandchildren, the more disgusted he became. Just as he had nowhere to vent his anger, he saw his daughter-in-law coming out in clogs, her dress wrinkled and unkempt, as if she had just gotten out of bed.

"Father, have you settled with Mr. Xiucai? When can our Shitou go to school?" asked his daughter-in-law Xiaoqian.

"What are you talking about!" Chen Changsheng became angry when he heard this, pointing at his daughter-in-law and angrily said: "I told you to send the children to enlightenment, but you just said that the children are still young and playful, and it's not too late to go when they are older! Now you want to worship under the scholar’s ​​family, you guys are living your dreams! The scholar’s ​​family only accepts children who have been enlightened, and they don’t accept children who don’t understand anything!”

In fact, Li Xu was also afraid of affecting his master in the school next door, so he made this agreement.

He only accepts children who have learned the Three-Character Classic, Hundred Surnames and Thousand-Character Classic. Those who have not been enlightened will not be accepted.

This is equivalent to the fact that the old master's school is the elementary enlightenment class, and Xiucaigong's side is the advanced entry class, so there will be no conflict between the two.

Xiaoqian was stunned by Chen Changsheng's yell, covered her face and ran to the kitchen crying.