God-given peasant wife's good fortune

Chapter 901 Ze'er Extra Story (16)

Zhuang Liming would write to Ze'er every half a month, Su Kefang felt puzzled, and joked to his man behind his back: "How long has it been since Tai Tuo wrote to you?"

My man and Taifu Zhuang have always been in correspondence, but they have never been so frequent. I didn't expect my son to hit it off with Taifu Zhuang more than him as a father.

Xiang Zirun thought about it seriously: "It seems to be after returning from Ze'er."

"Ha, it's been so long since you and Taifu Zhuang have communicated?" Su Kefang gloated and said, "It seems that Taifu Zhuang has forgotten you."

"Well, the only person in this world who doesn't like the new and dislike the old is probably you, my daughter-in-law." Xiang Zirun said eloquently.

Su Kefang gave him an angry look.

One evening three months later, because of the sultry weather, after dinner, Ze'er, Nao Nao and Ping An accompanied Yao to the entrance of the village to enjoy the shade. The grandparents and grandchildren came to the entrance of the village. It was full of folks who came out to enjoy the shade.

Seeing Yao Shi, everyone hurriedly stood up.

"Sister Xiang, sit here."

"Aunt Xiang, let's stay here."

"..."

"..."

Seeing everyone standing up to give up their seats, Yao couldn't help laughing and said, "It seems that I'd better bring my own stool when I come to the village entrance to enjoy the shade."

Among these people, Yao shi should be the oldest, so Yao shi picked a random seat and sat down, otherwise they would have been standing like this forever.

After sitting down, Mrs. Yao chatted with the villagers. Peace and trouble cannot be quiet, so he ran to the lawn not far away to play with other children in the village. It was not dark yet. After coming down, Ze'er took out a book from her arms and leaned against a big olive tree at the entrance of the village to read.

"Sister-in-law Xiang, Ze'er of your family is really hardworking. If we can come back with a champion in the future, the whole village will be honored. An old woman who is a few years younger than Yao's looked at Ze'er who was reading and smiled. said.

Yao shi smiled: "In the future, there will definitely be more champions in our village!"

Yao Shi didn't tell everyone that Ze'er didn't have the intention of pursuing an official career, and even the next exam was just for fun, but the academies in their village are getting better and better, and Yao Shi believes that there will be many champions in the future.

"That's true!"

The villagers were very happy to hear this, because almost every household in Fengguo Village now has children studying in the academy. Yao's words made them feel that their own children may also be admitted to the top prize, so how could they not be happy?
Ze'er under the olive tree heard the conversations of the folks over there, and couldn't help but lightly raised the corner of his lower lip. He didn't really want to take the No. [-] Scholar exam. How could he be so hardworking that he read books anytime and anywhere? He wanted to go out for a walk with grandma , I was afraid that it would be difficult to resist the enthusiasm of the folks, so I pretended to read.

Yao shi was talking to the villagers over there, Ze'er suddenly looked up at the dust flying in the distance, and after a while, he saw people riding towards the village one by one.

Seeing the person coming, Ze'er knew that Zhuang Qingfu had written again.

Sure enough, the messenger dismounted a few meters away from Ze'er, took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Ze'er: "Master Xiang, this is your letter."

"Thank you." Ze'er took the letter, took out two pieces of silver and handed it to the messenger, and gave him tea.

The messenger thanked Ze'er and left.

The folks in Fengguo Village are not uninformed country folks anymore, they will not make a fuss and spread news all over the village just because a horse or a stranger has come to the village.

The folks enjoying the coolness just looked over there, and seeing that it turned out to be a letter to Ze'er, they turned their eyes away and continued chatting.

Ze'er calmly leaned back against the olive tree and opened the letter.

This letter is Mrs. Zhuang's "style", in the beginning it talks about daily life, and at the end it mentions something about Xianxian by the way, Ze'er is already used to it.

But this time when she saw the last few lines, Ze'er couldn't help but chuckled.

Taifu Zhuang wrote at the end of the letter that the white rabbit that "accidentally" broke into Xianxian's yard gave birth to a litter of little rabbits a while ago, and Xianxian was reluctant to leave every day. A litter of little white rabbits came into his study, causing a strange smell in his study, and now his head hurts whenever he sees Xianxian's nest of little rabbits.

Looking at the letter, Ze'er could imagine Taifu Zhuang's distraught look at that time.

On the other side of the stone bench, a woman suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God, Mrs. Xiang, Ze'er laughed!"

Hearing this voice, Ze'er was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at the villagers who were all looking at her, feeling helpless for a while.

He seldom smiles on weekdays, but it's not like he never laughed before. Why was he so surprised?

Unable to bear the sparkling eyes of the villagers, Ze'er had no choice but to put away the books and letters and walk towards them.

"Ze'er, who is writing?" A woman asked tentatively.

They saw Ze'er smile before, but every time the smile was so faint that they couldn't see it, but because Xiang Zirun was the same, the villagers thought it was hereditary, so they didn't take it seriously.

But this time Ze'er not only smiled brighter than ever before, but also laughed out loud, no wonder they were surprised.

"It's a letter from an elder in Shengjing City." Ze'er said lightly.

Although everyone was very curious about what interesting things the elder Ze'er was talking about said in the letter that made Ze'er happy like that, but the folks are not so careless, and they didn't ask the bottom line.

"By the way, Aunt Xiang, Ze'er is 12 today, right? Shouldn't it be kissing?" One of them looked at Ze'er and began to think.

"Fang'er said that the child is still young, and we will talk about it in a few years." Mrs. Yao directly asked the villagers to rest their minds, so as not to hurt their peace because of this matter.

The person who asked the question just now was a villager from the former Xiangfang Village. If it was from the Fengguo Village, the villagers would know that Su Kefang would not let his children get married early, and would not allow their children to marry close relatives.

"That's it." Yao's words inevitably disappointed some people, so he didn't mention it again.

After getting along for so many years, the villagers of the Xiang family are very clear about their uncompromising temperament. Since the Yao family has talked about this, everyone will naturally not make fun of themselves and talk about other things.

It was getting dark and there were more mosquitoes, so the villagers dispersed.

On the way back, Mrs. Yao asked, "A letter from Mrs. Zhuang again?"

"Yes, Grandma."

"He asked you to go back to Shengjing?" In recent months, Zhuang Liming wrote more and more diligently, and Yao was worried that his eldest grandson would leave again.

Ze'er paused, considered for a while, and then said: "Grandma, there are many things I need to learn from Mrs. Zhuang. I want to stay with Mrs. Zhuang for a while longer."

The matter of the assassin has already begun, and he intends to go there.

"Decided?" Yao asked.

"Yes!"

Yao shi paused and looked up at him: "Can we go again in a few months?"

(End of this chapter)