"Thanks for your hard work."
Yan Qingyao spoke softly, and Aunt Zhang listened.
"It's quite hard for you, so I asked you to come here so early in the morning."
"In our family, Yiyi has been obedient since she was a child. I don't know what happened today. She cried non-stop when her father woke her up. She insisted on seeing you."
Yan Qingyao nodded: "It's okay. I woke up at home. I brought shrimps and crabs here specially, not just to come here one by one."
After taking a rest one by one, he continued: "I want to go to town with my father, and I want sister Yaoyao to accompany me to town."
"My throat is hoarse." Aunt Zhang brought water to Yi Yi's mouth: "Drink some water first before talking."
Of the three children in the family, they are all the most well-behaved and obedient, so Aunt Zhang likes her the most, but she also has a bad temper, that is, she has a stubborn temper, and when she becomes stubborn, she won't listen to anyone.
For example, now, I am stubborn again.
She pursed her dry mouth, unmoved by the water in front of her, as if she would die of thirst if she didn't agree.
Yan Qingyao asked: "Can the ox cart in the village still accommodate us?"
"You can sit down." Aunt Zhang looked at the two of them with a troubled face: "It's just that they are a group of big men in the village, and you two girls..."
"It's okay." Yan Qingyao immediately shook her head: "It happens to be better with me taking care of you. I have been very grateful to Uncle Chen for helping our family sell seafood these few times. This time I went to town to see if I can help Uncle Chen."
"Dad." When Chen Yiyi saw his busy father, he immediately struggled to get out of Yan Qingyao's arms, ran to his father's side with his legs open, and said in a soft and pleasant voice: "Dad, I want to go to town, you let me Can you and sister Yaoyao accompany you to the town?"
Uncle Chen was dressed in coarse linen clothes. When he went to town this time, he deliberately chose a piece of clothing with the least patches. He looked very handsome and good-looking, a very classical and upright appearance in China.
He looked past his daughter's small figure and made eye contact with Yan Qingyao, who was looking at him.
Without saying much, he just nodded: "Okay."
When Aunt Zhang heard that her husband had agreed, she had nothing to say. She walked into the kitchen, took some dry biscuits and a kettle that had been there for who knows how long, put them in the palm of Yan Qingyao's hand, and said warmly: "I won't be back until noon this time. Take these loaves with you and eat them when you and Yi are hungry."
Yan Qingyao nodded and got on the bullock cart going to town as she wished.
The two little girls were not big, so they didn't take up much room in the bullock cart, but they cheered up the men on the cart.
"Hey, why did you bring two female dolls here today?"
"Hello uncles."
Listening to sister Yaoyao's words, Chen Yiyi also echoed: "Hello, uncles."
The people in the car were about the same age as Uncle Chen, and they looked at them with loving eyes. In the past, every time we rented an oxcart to go to town, they were just a few rough guys. In addition to talking about the environment at home, they would just chat for a few words. I was relatively speechless. Today, on the contrary, I saw two little girls and couldn't help but want to tease them.
"Have you had breakfast? Uncle has a super big cake here."
Chen Yiyi looked curious and made a circle with his hand: "Is it that big?"
"That's much bigger than this, bigger than your face."
"Hey, you can't deceive a child." An uncle next to him who usually knew how much he weighed came out and said, "I want to see where your cake is, which is bigger than your face. Take it out and have a look."
"This..." The uncle hesitated for a moment, then made circles with his hands: "Look, this is the cake, the emperor's new cake."
"Hahahahaha."
Everyone on the oxcart was amused, and Yan Qingyao was no exception. She silently said in her heart: This is more like the cake painted by the boss.
The word boss...
Yan Qingyao suddenly started to feel melancholy. If she didn't go back, she might really not be used to it.
Fortunately, she didn't feel melancholy for long. There was laughter and laughter all the way on the oxcart, and they blended in as if they had been traveling with them all along.
As time went by, the dark sky began to light up little by little, and the sun peeked out slightly on the side of the mountain, ready to light up the whole world.
"Hey, there's someone walking up there." Yan Qingyao pointed at that person curiously.
Uncle Chen nodded: "We are selling goods. It will save us a lot of effort to rent a bullock cart, and we can also do some work on the way. If we need to go to town to buy something on weekdays, we naturally have to walk up here."
"I will split the rent of the oxcart equally with you then."
"What are you talking about!"
Hearing this, one of the uncles was unhappy: "You two girls are not heavy, and you don't take up a lot of space. You also give us fun. It's a lot of fun along the way. Don't worry about the rental of the oxcart."
"That's right, that's right."
Several other uncles said in unison, not caring about these trivial matters.
Yan Qingyao glanced at Uncle Chen subconsciously, and saw him nodding, so she felt relieved and stopped talking.
"Brother!" As the bullock cart approached, the uncle called him familiarly: "Which village are you from? Are you in town so early?"
The walking brother heard from the sound that the air was still a little cool in the morning, and he was already sweating a little as he walked quickly.
He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said, "I am from Changliu Village."
"Isn't that the village next to us?" Several uncles looked at each other in surprise: "We are from Chenjia Village."
"Oh! Nice to meet you." Several people exchanged greetings and then parted ways.
Those who rode the bullock cart went first to the city gate.
The city wall stands proudly in front of you, about three or four stories high in modern times. Except for the towering city gate in the middle, the walls on both sides are so wide that you can't even see the end of it.
Although she was in ancient times, Yan Qingyao's mind was still thinking about the unfinished historical thesis in modern times. The black pupils in her big eyes were so bright that she wanted to take out her mobile phone and record the scene. Unfortunately, there were too many viewers.
If she had known that she would be abducted to this impoverished mountain village, she might as well have written more papers.
When they arrived at the town, they all walked down on foot. Chen held Sister Yaoyao's hand one by one and couldn't help but look left and right. The town was much more lively than the village.
There are shops on both sides. The floors of the shops are high and low. Passing by the snack shop, you can smell a sweet smell from time to time.
Most of the people in the town wear bright and decent clothes. Unlike what they wear, in order to withstand dirt when working, they wear dark coarse cloth with occasional patches.
A group of people walked by a wonton stall and swallowed subconsciously. They only dared to take a glance at it from a distance. They were all valuable food eaten by rich peasants and landlords, and they couldn't afford it.
"Uncle Chen, where are we going now?"
"Piaoxianglou is a big restaurant. The customers are all dressed in noble and gorgeous clothes. The price of seafood is also high. We are also asked to do part-time jobs to help with the processing."
