Zhang Qiang ate very quickly, even if he was talking while eating, a huge crab went into his stomach in the blink of an eye.
After hurting Xiao Han, he reached out to grab the second one, took the second one in his hand, thought about it, and put it in front of Xiao Han.
Xiao Han was just thinking that this guy finally knew how to be polite, but suddenly he saw Zhang Qiang directly bringing the plate of crabs in front of him...
"Yes, it's delicious. I'll give some to your sister-in-law later. If you want to eat, just go grab it!"
Xiao Han almost turned his nose in anger at Zhang Qiang's words. He put the crab he had just picked up on the table and said to Zhang Qiang: "If you are greedy, just say so! This crab has a cold temperament and cannot be eaten in large quantities, especially for pregnant women." Eat this..."
"Oh..." Zhang Qiang looked at the plate of crabs in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It's okay, your sister-in-law can still eat it. Besides, I have a strong body and you are so thin, so you should eat less..."
"Shameless...!" Xiao Han squeezed out two words from his teeth and gave it to Zhang Qiang, but it seemed to him that it was quite useful, and his mouth was bigger than a crab shell...
Quarreling with Xiao Han and grabbing something have become Zhang Qiang's most enjoyable activities. When the fun was over, Zhang Qiang suddenly touched his chest, took out a letter from his clothes and handed it to Xiao Han: "Ah, I almost forgot, I just forgot When I came back from the city, I met an acquaintance who delivered military newspapers, and he also brought your letter!"
"Letter? Who wrote it?" Xiao Han glanced at the yellow paper envelope in Zhang Qiang's hand, picked up the linen cloth on the table and wiped his hands casually twice, then took the letter and saw the strong words on the envelope. I knew it was from Xue Shou.
"Xue Shou? Didn't he just write a letter to me? Why did he write again?"
Xiao Han was a little strange. He looked at the seal and saw that the sealed bag was intact. It was rare that Zhang Qiang didn't peek, so he tore open the envelope and pulled out a piece of letter paper.
The ancients wrote letters from top to bottom, from right to left, and there were no punctuation marks, which made the readers very distressed...
Because Chinese is a broad and profound language, often if a sentence is different or a tone is wrong, the meaning of the sentence will be completely different. In addition, the ancients loved to use words. It seems that if they do not write the words as concisely as possible, they will not be able to show their literary skills. Generally speaking, this makes people with less education even more sad.
However, Xiao Han was a little different. He couldn't get over the habit of reading and writing for more than 20 years, so when he wrote, he either hired someone to write for him, or he wrote both traditional Chinese and simplified Chinese, which made Xue Shou and the others write every time. Everyone was joking that Xiao Han was simply illiterate among scholars. If it weren't for the occasional line or two of stunningly talented poems that came out, Xiao Han would have been classified as a white lady.
The so-called family members know their own affairs, so when Xue Shou writes to Xiao Han, he always writes in plain language. He can write whatever he wants, without modification or grammar. Just write clearly what he wants to say. Writing is too obscure. , Xiao Han definitely doesn’t know what you want to say. Maybe Guang would yell at the letter and call himself an idiot...
This letter is very long, with many eloquent words. Fortunately, Xue Shou has learned to use punctuation marks from Xiao Han, otherwise Xiao Han would have a headache just reading it...
Zhang Qiang blinked, holding a crab leg in his mouth and turned to peek behind Xiao Han. Xiao Han saw it and didn't care. Instead, he moved the letter to the side so that Zhang Qiang could read it more comfortably.
One generation, two brothers, he and Zhang Qiang are closer than real brothers now! Although they often fight, it is still a sign of intimacy. It is just a letter. You can read it if you want.
There were many traditional Chinese characters that he didn't recognize, and he had to connect the sentences to guess the meaning. Xiao Han read it for a long time before finishing the several pages of the letter.
In fact, Xue Shou's letter didn't contain any major events, it was just trivial matters. Of course, he didn't come here to chat with Xiao Han. At the end of the letter, Xue Shou fiercely asked Xiao Han why other people's homes have cement. Does his family have a kiln? Bullying, right? After two days, a steward will be sent to their house to ask them carefully to see if they are brothers! "
Putting down the letter, Xiao Han rubbed his head with a headache and asked Zhang Qiang behind him: "Qiangzi, Xue Shou also wants to open a kiln? Doesn't his family make valuables? Why is he also interested in dirty and tired cement? He Don’t you have a mysophobia?”
Zhang Qiang was a little uncomfortable with his new name. He walked back to his seat, spat out a mouthful of crab shells, and said to Xiao Han: "You don't like to hear that you are stupid. The cement kiln is definitely the hottest thing right now. No matter how much cement you burn, it won't be enough, and apart from giving it to a few big businessmen, the rest are only available to people you have good relationships with. Xue Shou saw that everyone around him was there, but he was the only one who didn't have it. Can he not murmur in his heart? "
"Hey~ That seems to make sense!"
Hearing what Zhang Qiang said, Xiao Han became a little enlightened. He thought that Xue Shou couldn't play with cement, so he didn't give him the formula. Now that he saw it, he really took it for granted. This was not good. He had to explain it clearly quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble. There is a gap!
Putting Xue Shou's letter in his arms, he went to find pen and paper to prepare a reply. Don't dare to develop procrastination. Once you develop this problem, everything will be over...
Zhang Qiang, who was on the table, saw Xiao Han running away, so he stood up and stretched his head to see Xiao Han disappearing outside the door. He quickly cleared the table and brought over the food box he had prepared. After cleaning up, he staggered back to his home.
When Xiao Han came back from writing the letter, there was only a table of crumbs left on the table. It seemed that even the crab he took out at the beginning was gone. The person who cleaned the table only packed edible things...
"Little Qiangzi, you are so cruel!!!"
Xiao Han's resentment for not eating crabs was strong. Zhang Qiang had just peeled the crabs for the first lady diligently, and then he conjured a roast chicken from nowhere and handed it to the second lady. Suddenly he sneezed and his body shook. Suddenly, the crab meat almost fell to the ground. When the eldest lady saw it, she thought he was going to catch a cold, so she quickly took the coat and put it on Zhang Qiang.
This is a warm home! Zhang Qiang thought so, but he didn't notice that when the eldest lady was putting clothes on him, she seemed to find something on his neck...
After a busy day, it was finally time to take a rest at night. A few draft horses pulled the carts back to the men who were working. The whole journey was full of laughter and fun, and even the old man driving the carts smiled happily with his mouth wide open.
When we arrived at Zhuangzi, the car was not even stable. All the people in the car disappeared as if by magic. I didn’t see the old woman and the baby for a day. I quickly went back to see if the mother-in-law had packed up the housework. The baby was studying. How is it going?
Almost every brand-new house is filled with green smoke, and the special fragrance of burning vegetation envelopes this peaceful new village.
Blacksmith Lao Zhao's family was at the front of the queue. The Marquis also gave him a day off today, so he returned home early. After dinner, he walked to the door and hung a small lantern, and he moved a small stool to sit under the lantern. Waiting for someone to come over and brag.
In the old days, there was indeed very little entertainment for ordinary people. People who had worked hard all day would use this time to brag, talk about their dream future, and relax themselves.
Lao Zhao came out a little early. Maybe all the farmers were eating at this time. There was no one on the broad street. Lao Zhao, who had eaten early, and Xiao Han, who had eaten early, sat together and talked without saying a word. Chatting.
The relationship between Xiao Han and the people here is very strange. He is a superior master, and he is also like a good friend of the people here. Not to mention the old people here, even the new ones, including the veterans who have earned fifty households. Being accustomed to this approachable Mr. Hou, he would come and chat with me during his free time in the evening.
Butler Lu was a little dissatisfied with this at first. In his imagination, the Marquis should go out to socialize, spend the day and night, make friends with powerful people, and increase his influence.
But unfortunately, there is only a small Li Jing family nearby. The Marquis has already visited once, but the female family members are at home. Although the Marquis and that red-haired girl have a very happy conversation, the man's family is not there, and after all, he will not be there. Good to go again.
I don’t understand why the Marquis is so polite to the little Li family. Housekeeper Lu has inquired privately. His master is still a deputy general. He followed Li Daozong to Lingnan and has not returned yet. It is said that he was almost beheaded by the emperor a while ago. In my head, I don’t know why the Marquis would look at this kind of people in a different light...
There are no wealthy people to visit, and there are no relatives at home. Sometimes, when Butler Lu sees the Marquis staring at a candle alone, he feels an inexplicable pain in his heart. The Marquis is laughing and joking, but Butler Lu has been with him for a long time. I always feel that under this smile, there is an unforgettable loneliness.
The Marquis in his family was always like a drop of oil floating on the water. Although they were very close, they never got along with each other. Housekeeper Lu didn't tell anyone about this, not even his old wife. He is a person with a secret, but he is the one who wants to protect the Marquis and this secret.
Later, the houses here were all built. Unlike other princes' mansions, which were far away from the villagers, Xiao Han's mansion was very close to other houses, especially Zhang Qiang's house. If you dig a hole in the wall, you can come directly Go to Zhang Qiang's particularly eye-catching two-story building.
"Master Hou, there seemed to be screams from Zhang Qiang's house just now, did you hear it?"
Lao Zhao pointed to the small building with light shining through, and asked Xiao Han with a smile.
"Hey, I heard it. I guess brother Zhang Qiang is practicing martial arts at home. His eldest wife is said to be from a family of military generals. Please give me some advice..."
Xiao Han looked at Lao Zhao's narrow smile and had no choice but to giggle along with him. He knew it well but couldn't say it openly. After all, in this era, being taught a lesson by a jealous wife was not a glorious thing.
At first, Xiao Han thought that Zhang Qiang's eldest wife must be a generous person if she could tolerate Zhang Qiang's search for a younger one. However, he forgot that there is a law in later generations. Women never like to share with others, especially men. As a result, later The performance indeed confirms that this law is true in ancient and modern times...
