The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 87
Han Qianluo turned around when he heard the voice, and it turned out to be her little uncle who ran out halfway, so he quickly invited him in: "Little uncle, come in quickly."

Feng Zhi was not polite at all, walked in and found a stool and sat down: "Xiao Luo, I heard that you were tied up, is it true?"

Han Qianluo nodded, indicating that it was true, and then walked into the kitchen: "Brother, let me cook, you go and talk to my little uncle." Han Qingquan turned around and went out without objecting.

During lunch, Feng Zhi asked suddenly: "I heard that they tied you up to get the pastry recipe in your hand, did you give it to them?"

"No. But, little uncle, how do you know?" Han Qingquan asked a little strangely.

"I agree with what others said," Feng Zhi said, and then changed the topic back to what happened just now, "By the way, who tied you up?"

Han Qianluo said a little discouraged: "I just don't know who did it, and it's very troublesome now."

"How about I go and find out for you?" Feng Zhi suggested.

Although Han Qianluo felt that it was impossible for this little uncle to find out at all, but thinking about it was also a good intention, so he didn't hit anyone: "Okay, then thank you little uncle."

"It's all a family, thank you for what you say." Feng Zhi said with a smile.

Feng Zhi left after lunch and did not stay at Han's house.Han Qianluo rested for a while, doing what he had to do, and the kidnapping did not affect his daily life.

Han Qianluo was concentrating on weaving when she suddenly heard someone calling her: "Qianluo, weaving." So she raised her head and saw that it was the matchmaker Sun. She felt a little strange, why did this matchmaker come again? But no matter what he thought in his heart, he still said with a smile on his mouth, "Aunt Sun, come in and sit down."

Mrs. Sun walked in waddlingly, looked left and right: "Where's your brother, isn't he at home?"

Han Qianluo brought out a stool from the house: "Aunt Sun, sit and wait for a while, I will call my brother back." After speaking, he said to Han Sanwei who was playing outside: "Sanwei, go to the mountain and call elder brother back .”

"it is good."

Han Qianluo bought a glass of water for Sun, and moved a stool to sit opposite her: "Aunt Sun, what do you want from my brother?"

"This matter is not something you, a little girl, can hear." Mrs. Sun said with a smile, very ambiguous.

In fact, Sun knew what was going on without mentioning Han Qianluo, what could a matchmaker come to her home for, she was just curious about whom the matchmaker came to her home to speak for.

Soon Han Qingquan came back with a bundle of firewood, and drove Han Qianluo to the house, not letting her listen, but in fact, he could hear it in the house.

"Aunt Sun, how are things going?" Han Qingquan asked first.

It seems that his elder brother found this matchmaker as a matchmaker, Han Qianluo thought.

Mrs. Sun sighed: "Oh, Qingquan, I'll go talk about it, that girl Chunhua disagrees." He paused for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Qingquan, listen to my aunt's persuasion, let's forget about it." Well, there are many girls who are better than her, and no matter how bad they are, they are also innocent girls."

Han Qianluo was a little surprised: Why did the eldest brother ask the matchmaker to go to Chunhua's house to propose marriage, and he was rejected. Didn't Chunhua say that she liked her eldest brother? Why did she refuse? Could it be because of the rape before?

The two outside the house were still talking, and Han Qingquan said firmly: "I know that Aunt Sun is doing it for my own good, but she is already very sad when this kind of thing happens to her. It's just too cruel."

"But you can't comfort her with your life's event." Mrs. Sun somewhat hated that iron could not be made into steel.

Han Qingquan smiled and said: "I will never harm myself, please Aunt Sun to explain it for me."

"Okay then, I'll make another trip for you." Mrs. Sun said helplessly, and then left.

Seeing Mrs. Sun leave, Han Qianluo hurried out of the room and asked eagerly, "Brother, do you really want to marry Chunhua?"

Han Qingquan stood up from the stool: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"But?" Han Qianluo was a little anxious, but he didn't know how to express his thoughts accurately.

Han Qingquan said with some doubts: "Does Xiao Luo also want to say that she is not innocent?"

"Brother, that's not what I mean. I just think you two are not suitable, and you will definitely quarrel in the future." Han Qianluo said hastily.

Han Qingquan patted her on the shoulder lightly: "Don't worry, Xiao Luo, I know what's going on." After speaking, he took the ax and went out.

Han Qianluo just sat down to weave, and heard Li Chunhua calling her from the next door: "Qianluo, Qianluo." Looking up, she saw Li Chunhua lying on the courtyard wall facing her yard.

"Come and talk." Han Qianluo said.

Hearing this sentence, Li Chunhua came over bouncing around, without saying hello, she found a stool and sat down, but she didn't speak.There was no other way, Han Qianluo had no choice but to take the lead and said, "Chunhua, my brother went to your house to propose marriage, you know that?"

"I know." Li Chunhua replied in a low voice after a while after coming here, "But how can I be worthy of Brother Qingquan now."

Suddenly Han Qianluo felt very upset, isn't it just a layer of film, why everyone looks like the sky is about to collapse, it is really annoying, his heart is irritable, and his tone is not very good: "Whatever you want Think, if you don't want to, forget it, I will persuade my brother not to disturb you when I come back tonight."

"Qianluo, that's not what I meant." Li Chunhua tried to explain, but couldn't explain anything, so he froze here.

In fact, Han Qianluo felt a little regretful after she finished speaking, but she is not the kind of person who dare not admit her mistakes, so she said without hesitation: "I'm sorry, I was too aggressive just now, but if you tell me the truth, Are you willing or not?"

"I..." After Li Chunhua said a word, she couldn't say it.Han Qianluo didn't urge her, and quietly waited for her to think about it, but she didn't think about it, and finally Han Qianluo had no choice but to say: "Chunhua, think about this matter carefully, and when you think about it, go back to Aunt Sun." , if you refuse, we won't let Aunt Sun bother you again."

Li Chunhua nodded lightly and said, "Okay, I know." Then she stood up, "Qianluo, I'm going back first."

After Li Chunhua left, Han Qianluo was about to close the door and continue weaving. Suddenly, she saw a person walking by her house with a clepsydra, which reminded her of a long-forgotten thing, that is, making a clepsydra. .During this time of being busy, she had already forgotten about this matter.

But now Han Qianluo doesn't plan to make a clepsydra by herself. Now that she has made money, she thinks it's better to buy one instead of making it by herself. Although she knows the principle, it will definitely take a lot of time to make it. What comes out is not necessarily better than what others do.

The next morning, when Han Qianluo woke up, she found that her elder brother had also woken up. She didn't care at all, but when she got her things and was about to leave, Han Qingquan also followed her: "Xiao Luo, let me go with you. It's not safe for you to go alone now."

Han Qianluo didn't try to be brave, and asked his elder brother to accompany him to the city to deliver cakes.When we arrived at Maji Bakery, a chubby guy inside said with a smile: "Miss Han, it's great that you are all right. There was no matsutake cake yesterday, so many people asked."

"Does it cost so much that many people buy it?" Han Qianluo was a little puzzled, which she always found very strange.

At this time, there were no customers in the shop, so the fat guy turned around and talked to Han Qianluo intently: "It seems that God is fair, Miss Han is very skilled at making things, but she doesn't know anything about these things. .”

"Then tell me." Han Qianluo didn't rush in, and stood in front of the counter talking to the fat guy.

The fat guy seemed to be very excited about being better than Han Qianluo in this aspect, and said with some pride: "Miss Han, think about where we are, this is the capital city, where the richest people gather Here, and matsutake cakes are only available in our shop, not in other shops, for those dignitaries, what they buy is not a thing, but a status."

The last sentence of the fat guy made Han Qianluo understand all of a sudden, but she suddenly realized her mistake in her heart. She has always been proud of being from modern times, and she felt that she must be better than them, but now this fat guy's sentence The words suddenly made her realize that she just had a better life.

Han Qianluo couldn't help thinking about it, if she was originally born in this era and not in the 21st century, then what advantage would she have compared with these people? In fact, to put it bluntly, she was just born well , is not much different from those dandies who do evil because they are the children of the rich and powerful.Of course it refers to thoughts, not actions.

It so happened that Ma Qiaozhong came out from behind at this time, and was a little surprised to see Han Qianluo standing here chatting with the waiter: "Why didn't Qianluo come in?"

"Speak to him for a while."

The two of them didn't go back, Han Qianluo took out the cake and cream and handed it to Ma Qiaozhong: "This is today's."

While talking, an elderly woman walked into the shop and asked loudly as soon as she walked in, "Is there any matsutake cake today?"

"Mrs. Wang, you are here. The matsutake cake has just been delivered." The fat man said with a smile, "Do you still want a portion today?"

This elderly woman called Mrs. Wang came over, squinted at Han Qianluo, and said very proudly: "Yes, I feel that I will take care of it, my time is very precious."

"It'll be ready soon." The fat man said quickly, he quickly cut off a small piece of cake, wrapped it in a green vegetable leaf, and handed it to Mrs. Wang.

Madam Wang carefully took the cake and put it in the basket, took out a bunch of copper coins and handed it to the fat guy, then left with her head held high.

(End of this chapter)