Fifth Miss Monroe is a relatively cheerful person, but Haizi didn't talk much along the way. Even if Monroe took the initiative to ask questions, Haizi would respond with the shortest words, and sometimes he wouldn't answer at all.
Monroe wondered if Haizi had lost his soul when he was summoning Duanlong's soul, or else why he seemed so distracted, unfocused at all, and didn't even turn his head to take a good look at himself.
I originally wanted to ask Haizi about the situation in the tomb and hear his feelings, but my father told everyone that no one can mention the things in the tomb in front of Haizi, so as not to irritate Haizi and make him really give up his soul. Even Haizi's family members told him to lose it.
In this case, we can't mention the incident of summoning Duanlong's soul again, so as not to irritate Haizi. But the two of them had to talk along the way, so Monroe deliberately cleared her throat to attract Haizi's attention.
"Why is your car driving so slowly?" Monroe spoke first. She didn't like such silent loneliness.
"If you walk too fast, won't the soup and water be spilled?" Haizi responded not very enthusiastically. He felt that men and women should be differentiated, especially now that there were only two of them, it was better to be more cautious.
“Aren’t all the people working in the fields hungry now?”
"It's this time every day, I'm used to it."
"What kind of work do they do in the fields now?" Seeing that Haizi's answer was a little careless, Monroe changed the topic again, hoping that Haizi could say more. With such a simple answer, Monroe felt a little left out.
"Shoveling the ground and thinning seedlings is quite tiring." Haizi still answered simply.
"Brother, he is so strong, can others keep up with his work?"
"There are gods in hoes and sickles, and whoever leads them can pull people down. The big guy has a kind heart, and every time he goes to the field, he has to pick up the guys behind him."
"Can you keep up with them at work?"
"Except for cutting sorghum and other heavy tasks, I can do all of them."
"Then why doesn't my father give you the same wages as them?"
"That's good. I don't often go to the fields to do too tiring work with them. It's just odd jobs, so I'm not as tired as them."
"Then you still have to keep track of work and settle accounts. Can they do that? When you get back, I'll tell dad to give you more wages."
"Thank you Miss Fifth for thinking of me so much. You don't need to tell your father. Master Yun promised to pay me the labor wages next year."
"My name isn't Monroe? Why am I called Miss Fifth?"
"I call you Yun Menglu in school, but I have to call you Fifth Miss here."
"No, I like you to call me Monroe, but I don't like you to call me Fifth Miss. You can't call me Fifth Miss in the future."
Haizi did not answer Monroe's question. Instead, he turned around and looked at Monroe carefully and changed the topic: "You can't stay at home like this all the time. You have to think about what to do in the future!"
"What do you think I should do in the future?" Monroe tilted her head and looked at Haizi seriously.
"You should go to school with your brother. I heard the schools in the city are really good."
"Are you going then?"
"My family is so poor, how can I afford to study?"
"Then you can work as a boy at my eldest brother's house, and I'll go to school at his place."
"That's not possible. I can't leave home now. Let's wait until my siblings grow up in a few years. You should go right away, otherwise it will be delayed."
"My father has the final say on this matter. It doesn't matter what others say. He is not willing to let the women of our Yun family go out and make a living."
The carriage was still moving slowly. Haizi thought: Monroe changed into new clothes today, and she seemed to have dressed up specially. I didn't realize that she was so good-looking in the past few years. It's really a transformation of a woman, and she becomes more and more beautiful!
Monroe is such a lucky girl. She will definitely marry into an official family in a big city and become an official wife in the future. Monroe also looked at Haizi's back and thought: Haizi has grown up, even a light beard has grown on his mouth, and he is about to become a big man.
This child's life is really hard. If his father had not died, he would have been able to send him to study in the city. Now it is really hard. Since his father's death, the child seems to have changed. He doesn't like to talk much and always seems to have something on his mind. He seemed to be hiding from me when he saw me and didn't want to play with me.
"Jackie Chan, how old are you this year?" Monroe suddenly asked such a question, which made Haizi very embarrassed to answer. He hesitated for a long time without saying anything, and his face felt a little feverish unconsciously.
"Ten..., eighteen... years..."
"What? You're not older than me, so why are you eighteen? Do you want to get a wife? You deliberately made your age older."
Monroe made a joke, which made Haizi feel even more embarrassed. He turned around and glanced at Monroe secretly, and found that she was also looking at him dreamily. Haizi immediately smiled unnaturally, and immediately turned around. Change the subject again.
"The clothes you are wearing today are brand new. They look very good. You can't just bury them. Stay away from the soup basin."
"Are you going to wash it after it's buried? Why do my clothes look so good?" Monroe asked with a smile. It seemed that he liked Haizi's words very much.
"Everything looks good, the material is good, the style is good, and the person is getting better and better looking."
"This kid is really good at talking. You should find a more beautiful wife than me in the future."
"I can find Zhu Bajie." Haizi looked back at Monroe and suddenly asked: "Yes, why didn't you bring the black girl again today? That dog can find a playmate..."
"Go! This kid..." Both of them blushed.
A sensitive topic had been touched upon, so the two of them stopped talking and arrived at the place where the food was delivered in a silent aftertaste. At this time, the big man led the men to shovel the ground and reached the end of the field. Several people were already walking towards the carriage.
"You guys come back, one after another, so that we can have dinner together." The big man called back the few people who were walking towards the carriage.
Monroe helped Haizi unload the food from the car, took out the bowls and chopsticks and placed them on the tarpaulin, and stood aside to watch the farmers who came to eat.
"Drink some water first, I'm so thirsty." The big man said.
"This water is boiled and allowed to cool. My father said he was afraid that you might get upset." Monroe enthusiastically lifted the cover off the bucket and invited everyone to drink water.
"The fifth lady has also come to deliver the meal herself. This meal will definitely be delicious for everyone." The big man drank water while inviting the guys to come over for dinner.
"Fifth sister, please come and deliver food to us every day from now on. Everyone likes you to deliver food to us." Silly Jiuzi said with a smile while serving soup.
Sha Jiuzi is the maternal nephew of Mr. Yun’s second wife. He is in his twenties and his name is Lu Chengjiu. He has been working as a long-term worker in the Yun family for three or four years. He was tall and mighty, with the strength of a tiger, and a naive smile. Everyone called him Silly Jiuzi.
In fact, he is not stupid at all, on the contrary, he is quite sharp. In the face of his aunt Yun Erniang, Silly Jiuzi's status in the Yun family is still very high. He is one of the few people who can stay in the watchtower in the backyard. The Yun family I also think highly of him.
"It's a good idea. I came to dig wild vegetables for grandma today." Monroe's personality has always been very easy-going, gentle and virtuous, but she was never polite to her stepmother's cousin.
After everyone finished eating, Haizi and Monroe started to put away the dishes. Silly Jiuzi also came to help, and everyone was busy loading the dishes into the car. Haizi immediately turned his horse's head and returned to the way he came.
