Tonight, Yan Qingyao and Zhao Cuihua both fell asleep with smiles on their faces.
Zhao Cuihua is happy that everything will be good after tomorrow.
Yan Qingyao was happy about this shabby bed and quilt. She finally only had to sleep for this day.
Early the next morning, Zhao Cuihua sank a few bamboo baskets into the sea as usual, dragged the bamboo baskets back home, and then hurried to the village chief's house.
Yan Qingyao hid in the back of the house, watching her go out from a distance, then walked back to the room and bought a new bed and a new quilt in the mall.
In order to be in line with this era, she did not dare to buy a soft mattress. She used a softer quilt to cover the bed as a quilt. It looked comfortable and warm.
Both beds were replaced, and the old bed and quilt were knocked out by her and used as firewood.
After finishing everything, and just about to lie down on the bed, Yan Qingyao looked down at her clothes. There was a lot of dust on her body, so she might as well lie down at night!
Yan Qingyao bought grain seeds from the mall and put them away at home. Then Yan Qingyao went to the village chief's house and took copper coins to rent oxen to plow the fields.
Zhao Cuihua's house was busy these days, and everyone in the village knew about it within a few days.
Her family bought another field and was building a big house, and everyone was talking about where the money came from.
Especially since the village chief and his family had dinner at her house a few days ago, the discussion in the village became even louder.
"Zhao Cuihua looks honest and hard-working. Didn't you expect to be this kind of person?"
"No matter how honest and diligent a person is, he can't help but remain a widow just because he has some good looks."
"Yes! Look at her family, life has gotten better. All the girls in her family are a lot whiter. Just like her mother, she looks like a weak and charming girl. Men like this."
"No wonder the village chief treats her so well. Whenever the family needs help, he always leaves a place for her."
Someone asked in confusion: "What's wrong? What's going on?"
"What else can happen? In the past, the orphans and widowed mothers were so poor that they couldn't even eat. The village chief called her poverty alleviation and asked her to work. He told the outside world that the wages he paid were only half of those of men."
"A few days ago, I said I wanted to rent land, and I rented the land from the village chief's house. I immediately bought the land from the village chief's house. Now I still have money to build a big house. The people who built the houses were found by the village chief."
"Oh!" The uninformed person understood instantly: "The village chief must have secretly given her a small amount of money and then gave her more money. Isn't she secretly hooking up with the village chief?"
"I guess that's it, a glimpse of her charming look."
"With the man in your family gone, and the village chief helping you so much, will you be left a widow?"
The obedient person's face turned green and red at times: "What do you mean by this? I'm not as easy-going as she is."
What a rotten analogy, you are the one who will be left a widow after the man dies.
After saying that, he turned around angrily and left.
Angry, she turned around and told her neighbor what she said. By the way, she compared it to her neighbor. Seeing that she was so angry and secretly screaming at trivial things every day made her extremely happy with the result.
Zhao Cuihua's family was busy in full swing, and the village was full of rumors. No one dared to say it secretly, and no one dared to really spread the word to the village chief's ears.
But he was not afraid of it reaching Zhao Cuihua’s ears.
After working for almost half a month, seeing that the house was almost completed, one of the passers-by couldn't help but joked: "Mrs. Zhao, after your house is completed, do you want to invite the village chief to your house for a meal to express your gratitude? "
Zhao Cuihua didn't know why and nodded happily: "Yes!"
She did have this plan. The village chief granted them this land without saying a word, and he took such good care of her and Siya on weekdays. When they were having dinner that day, the village chief and his wife both said that the food cooked by her daughter was better than the food cooked by the village chief. Everything the cook cooks is delicious. After the house is built and the house is opened, she will naturally invite these workers, the village chief's family, and Aunt Zhang's family to eat.
It's just that the family doesn't have enough money now, otherwise it would be more lively to invite people from the village to have a meal.
After listening to her words, the passers-by smiled meaningfully and left.
A few workers were left who knew but felt embarrassed.
Every time they go back, they will be questioned by their daughter-in-law, asking Madam Zhao whether she mentioned the village chief and whether the village chief went to Madam Zhao's house.
Fortunately, men are the eldest in the family. They glared at him a few times, and the wives at home did not dare to say anything. Some of them were particularly fierce, and even asked whether he had also been fed ecstasy soup. They all said that Zhao Cuihua and the village chief He even helped Zhao Cuihua to speak up when she had an affair.
But the next day, he figured out that this was Zhao Cuihua's money, and if he didn't make money, he would not make it in vain. He asked him to come over and continue to help build the house, and warned him not to communicate with Zhao Cuihua alone.
There is no ecstasy soup, but this place is extremely polite.
In addition to daily wages, the mother and daughter were very polite to them. They worried about their hard work after working for a while, and cooked them a bowl of herbal tea or mung bean porridge, and also included rice for lunch.
It's either fine noodles or white rice. I usually only dare to eat shrimps and crabs once or twice a month. Zhao Cuihua has them almost every day. There are also some unknown seafood that pass through Yan Qingyao's hands, overflowing with fragrance and delicious in the world.
They have never eaten such delicious and anti-hungry food. With a large family, they can still go hungry at night and save a meal to wait until they come to work the next day.
Even in half a month, they had eaten the broth twice. Although there was not much meat, it had a meaty taste, which made them finish three bowls of rice in one go.
"Ms. Zhao!" One of the workers called her, causing her to turn around and look at him subconsciously. Seeing that he was about to speak but then stopped, she shook her head: "It's okay, that person is just curious to ask, so don't take it to heart. "
"Hey!" Zhao Cuihua responded, feeling even more confused.
Even the workers at home say so.
After paying today's wages, Zhao Cuihua walked to the river carrying the clothes that had not been washed for a long time, and heard people talking by the river.
"My family said that Zhao Cuihua's house will be built in a few days."
"It's great to be next to the village chief! Suddenly you have a house and land."
"My wife ate at her house every day at noon and had a chubby belly. When she got home, she could still skip dinner. But when I asked him if Zhao Cuihua and the village chief were hooking up, he still got angry with me!"
"It seems that Zhao Cuihua is very good at winning people's hearts, so she made the village chief willing to give her land, house and money."
After hearing this, Zhao Cuihua turned pale and stood there, almost forgetting what she was doing at the river.
At this time, all she could think of was the man's question and meaningful smile during the day. It turned out to be this meaning. The whole village felt that she, a widow, had hooked up with the village chief.
The women wrung out their clothes and walked together.
There were several roads back to the village from the river, but they happened to go back the way Zhao Cuihua came. When they reached the intersection, they saw Zhao Cuihua standing there, with a pale face and trembling with anger. She must have heard their conversation. .
