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Chapter 47 A handsome young man! !

Elena didn't waste any words. After writing her address on a piece of paper, she stuffed it into Zhang Chenfei's hand.

When their hands touched together, she gently scratched Zhang Chenfei's palm with the slender nails of her index finger, and there was a hint of coquettishness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Hey, this foreign girl has only been here for a few days? You will learn the tricks of Ximen officials to seduce people! ! Zhang Chenfei slandered.

After watching Elena disappear on her motorcycle, Zhang Chenfei turned around and ducked behind a rock.

When he came out again, he already had many gifts in his hands. There are eight major items, such as pastries in Daoxiang Village, which are not found in the countryside.

He bought these in advance while waiting for the bus on Qianmen Street today and put them in the space.

In the past few years, rural areas have been divided into households and the weather has been good, and life is not much worse than in the city. But after all, transportation is inconvenient, and it is not easy to enter the city.

Carrying the things along the way, Zhang Chenfei once again walked briskly on the road.

As the old saying goes, if you rely on the mountains, you will eat the mountains; if you rely on the water, you will eat the water. But Qianjiazhuang belongs to both sides.

It is located in a depression halfway up Yanshan Mountain. It is close to the mountains for hunting and gathering, and there are large pieces of flat land for growing crops. There is even a small river on the mountain that winds behind their village.

Relying on this river, people in Qianjiazhuang can grow one crop of rice every year.

The mountain people here farm during busy farming hours, hunt during off-farming hours, and occasionally go down to the river to catch fish to improve their lives. Their lives are much better than those in rural areas elsewhere.

Qianjiazhuang is not big, with a total of only a hundred households of villagers, all of whom are from the same family.

As soon as Zhang Chenfei crossed the river, he was noticed by several old ladies chatting at the bridge.

"Young man, who are you looking for??" A skinny old lady spoke to Zhang Chenfei.

Zhang Chenfei leaned over and said, "Have you eaten, old lady? I'm looking for Qian Tiezhu."

"Oh, I remembered." The old lady looked like she suddenly realized, "You are the nephew of the Lao Sen family, from Sijiu City!!"

Before Zhang Chenfei could answer, another old lady on the side had already grinned toothlessly and said: "That's right, it's him. It can't be wrong!!!"

"My old woman lived to be seventy-two, and she only met such a handsome young man. I will never forget it, and I will never forget it in this life!!!"

ah? ? Is this like this?

Somehow, when he heard the old lady's words, Zhang Chenfei suddenly recalled his old lady's words in his mind: "Conquering the old lady is nothing."

He touched his nose and smiled awkwardly and politely at a few old ladies:
  "Well, old ladies, you can chat first while I go find my uncle first. We'll see you later."

"See you later." The seventy-two-year-old lady waved to Zhang Chenfei with a smile.

Zhang Chenfei actually has three uncles. More than ten years ago, his eldest uncle and his second uncle left Yanshan to fight against the Japanese and never returned.

The only one left in the family is his brother-in-law. Because of this, his mother, who is already married, loves her younger brother very much, and the two families live very close to each other.

That is to say, after his parents passed away one after another, the life of his brother and sister-in-law was under great pressure, and it was difficult to move around with so many children. Coupled with the war, the two families gradually became estranged.

Even so, after liberation, whenever my cousin Qian Tiezhu went to Sijiu City to do business, he would always go to Siheyuan to see them.

And every time he visits, he is never empty-handed, always bringing them some food or something.

It’s just that I haven’t seen my uncle Qian Laosen and my aunt Zhao Guihua for many years.

At this moment, standing at the door of his uncle's house who had not been here for a long time, Zhang Chenfei couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door, the door was opened from the inside, and a woman with a big bun and a bamboo cotton-padded jacket came out.

Seeing Zhang Chenfei, the woman was slightly startled. After looking up and down on Zhang Chenfei, she hesitated and said, "Who is Da Fei?" Zhang Chenfei grinned: "Auntie, it's me. Long time no see."

"Oh my god, why didn't you ask someone to bring a message in advance when you came?" The woman grabbed Zhang Chenfei's arm and tried to drag him through the door.

As a result, he didn't pull it yet, and he immediately said angrily: "You kid, you haven't looked like an iron tower in a few years."

Zhang Chenfei smiled sheepishly and followed her into the yard.

The two of them entered the house, and Zhang Chenfei put the things in his hands on the table: "My grandma asked me to bring them here. They are all things that are difficult to buy in the village.

This is pastry, this is a flashlight, this is four feet of indanthrene cloth."

"By the way, the hair oil is still the old brand Yongsheng No. that you use. It is fragrant with osmanthus. My grandma warned me not to buy the wrong one."

While Zhao Guihua was muttering about her grandma spending money indiscriminately, she couldn't help but smile on her face.

Who doesn't like the feeling of being thought of? ?

She arranged for Zhang Chenfei to sit down and poured him a cup of homemade chrysanthemum tea. Zhao Guihua hurriedly rolled up her sleeves and went to cook for him.

It would take a whole day to drive from Sijiucheng to Yanshan, and she guessed that Zhang Chenfei must not have had lunch.

After Zhang Chenfei drank a cup of tea, he walked around the kitchen and found his aunt Zhao Guihua rolling noodles.

He leaned over and observed: "This color is white flour mixed with mung bean flour??"

"White noodles, mung bean noodles, and soybean noodles." Zhao Guihua replied.

"Hey. It's a good relationship. I like to eat hand-made noodles with bean flour. It's very fragrant. Well, aunt, please put more ginger when you cook the pot later. It's cold and I feel sweaty after eating it. "

As Zhang Chenfei spoke, he touched a piece of dried sweet potato and stuffed it into his mouth.

Later, I saw that I was delaying my aunt's work in the kitchen, so I turned around and went to inspect the yard again.

After many years, the courtyard is still the same as before.

The three upper rooms and the two upper rooms are all made of mud on top and brick on the bottom. Of course it cannot be compared with a house in a courtyard house, but it is considered to be the best and most impressive in the countryside.

The biggest advantage of a rural house is its large yard. My uncle’s yard looks sixty or seven times larger.

The road in the middle was compacted to form a trail for people to walk on.

Cold-resistant vegetables such as green onions, spinach, radishes, and coriander are planted on the left side of the path.

The other side is divided into two parts. One part is a debris shed, where farm tools are placed. A section planted with flowers and fruit trees.

Zhang Chenfei studied for a long time, but he didn't recognize any of them. He only recognized the persimmon tree with fruits on its branches.

I picked a persimmon at random, opened the lid, sucked it and ate it.

Zhang Chenfei thought that he could plant some fruit trees in the system space later. When they mature, they would be convenient for both eating and selling.

When I walked to the north house, I saw some dried medicinal materials in a large basket. After looking at it for a while, I found that they were all common medicines such as Bupleurum, Honeysuckle, and Polygonum multiflorum.

He couldn't help raising his voice and asked towards the kitchen: "Auntie, where did you get the medicinal materials???"

After a while, Zhao Guihua's voice came from the kitchen: "I picked it on the mountain in my free time. Every once in a while, the drug store in the city comes to collect this stuff."

Zhang Chenfei's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

yes! ! How could I forget this? ?
  (End of this chapter)