After hearing what she said, Chen Chunsheng asked curiously: "Qingyao son, what are you busy with during this time?"
Yan Qingyao looked at the village chief and said "Huh". After thinking about it, she decided not to tell the village chief first and shook her head: "It's nothing."
The village chief also knew that she had little trust in him. He coughed twice and looked at the watermelon in the vegetable field: "Xiaoyu, do you like it?"
Chen Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly: "I like it."
Chen Chunsheng: "Then let's buy three and go back."
After saying that, Chen Chunsheng looked at Yan Qingyao and saw that she took the initiative to pick off the watermelons. They were all large watermelons of more than three kilograms, so he took out four hundred taels from his arms.
Zhao Cuihua brought the bamboo basket from home, looked at the copper coins in Chen Chunsheng's hand, and waved her hand: "No, don't use so many..."
"Just give the village chief three hundred coins." Yan Qingyao stopped the hand he extended and pushed him back: "I also want to thank the village chief for taking care of my family on weekdays. I will give the village chief a watermelon."
There were not many watermelon vines planted in total, because Yan Qingyao sold half of them and gave them away, and there were basically only two left growing on the vines.
After hearing this, Chen Chunsheng glanced at Yan Qingyao: "Qingyao kid, don't you blame me?"
"Why are you to blame?" Yan Qingyao was confused, remembering the rumors last month. On the second day after the banquet, in order to express his apology, the village chief sent someone to send bacon so that they could have a good meal.
Yan Qingyao shook her head without thinking. She couldn't blame the village chief for this.
Seeing this, Chen Chunsheng burst out laughing: "Your attitude makes me, the village chief, a little bit stupid."
Chen Chunsheng took 300 yuan and put it in Zhao Cuihua's hand: "What I worry about every day is how to make the people in our village fed and clothed. Now I see that your life is getting better and better. If there is any way to make money in the future, I will give it to the village." People can also take advantage of it."
Zhao Cuihua nodded, just about to say yes.
Liu Qifei answered: "Isn't this simple? Just abolish the landlord system."
Chen Chunsheng glanced at her, then frowned and glanced left and right. Fortunately, her house had a high wall built, and since she had just sold melons, there was no one around.
"You can't say this again in the future."
He knew that she was from the capital, but no one in the capital had arrested the landlord, not to mention that he was just the head of a village?
Chen Chunsheng walked home with a basket of watermelons on his back. Before leaving, he said, "I'll ask my grandson to bring back this bamboo basket later."
Seeing them nodding, they took Chen Xiaoyu's hand and went home.
Liu Qifei shook her head like a village chief: "pedantic."
Yan Qingyao smiled: "You just came too late."
Learn from her, how receptive she has been to them in the past six months.
Liu Qifei curled her lips and said, "You are just too timid."
Before Yan Qingyao could ask what she meant by being timid, she heard another neighbor coming to her door: "Girl Qingyao, do you have a friend coming to see you again?"
Yan Qingyao and Liu Qifei looked at each other, confused.
Zhao Cuihua also glanced at Yan Qingyao subconsciously. Thinking that she had nothing to do, she walked out holding the clothes in her hands.
When they arrived, they happened to meet the village chief walking up. After a brief exchange of words, the village chief let them come down.
When they arrived at Zhao Cuihua's house, they looked at the wall in front of them in confusion and then at the surrounding scenery.
The woman was gentle and pleasant, and patted the honest and good-looking man beside her: "Are you sure you're on the right track?"
"There shouldn't be one!" The man looked left and right, letting the woman stand where she was. He walked behind the wall and turned around again. He didn't see the familiar thatched house, so this was the only one.
Before they could speak, the wall door in front of them was opened from the outside.
Liu Qifei blinked and looked at the pregnant woman and the man in front of her: "You..."
Seeing that it was someone he didn't recognize, Yan Zhicheng picked up the baggage on the ground and bowed: "Sorry, we found the wrong person."
Liu Qifei nodded. She thought she was looking for Yan Qingyao!
Yan Qingyao just finished cooking and came out: "What? Is the person looking for me here?"
Liu Qifei replied: "He said he found the wrong person."
Just as she was about to close the courtyard door, Yan Qingyao glanced at the courtyard door subconsciously, and saw a man and a woman standing at the door, about to walk forward. The woman's belly was slightly bulging, and she looked pregnant.
As if by mistake, Yan Qingyao blurted out subconsciously: "Brother."
The two people stopped and turned to look at her.
"You are..." Yan Zhicheng looked at Yan Qingyao, and then at the green brick house behind her. He couldn't believe that this was someone he knew.
Look at the thatched house next to the blue brick house, but it looks like my own home.
There was a "bang-dong" sound, and the sound of the wooden basin falling to the ground.
Yan Zhicheng turned around and saw his mother, whom he hadn't seen for two years, standing there with tears in his eyes.
"mother……"
"Big Bear..." Zhao Cuihua stretched out her hands and gave him a hug.
What a touching scene that was originally was completely ruined by these two words.
"Big Bear?" Liu Qifei frowned subconsciously, and then looked at Yan Qingyao. It was hard to imagine that these two names appeared in the same home.
Yan Qingyao smiled coquettishly and glanced at the woman beside her. Her belly had swelled slightly, and she looked pregnant.
"Sister-in-law." Yan Qingyao called her without any hint of incest, which actually made her look a little flattered.
After a while, she nodded dignifiedly and elegantly, smiled slightly, and looked like a lady to everyone: "You are the most sincere fourth sister, right? He talks about you occasionally."
Yan Zhicheng picked up the wooden basin that fell on the ground and walked to Shu Qiong: "Mom, this is your daughter-in-law, her name is Shu Qiong."
Since Yan Zhicheng passed away, they have not been invited to the wedding. They don't know what their relationship is like, and they have never seen what the landlord's daughter looks like.
It can only be seen from the letters that the two of them have a good relationship, and they are currently pregnant...
"Shu Qiong..." Zhao Cuihua repeated the sentence subconsciously. She lowered her head and saw Shu Qiong's slightly swollen belly, and then remembered that she was pregnant in the letter.
Zhao Cuihua immediately came over to help: "This belly looks like it's been a few months, why did you come all the way here?"
Only then did Yan Qingyao remember: "By the way, brother, Mom said you were in the town. How come I haven't found your home after searching for so long in the town?"
Zhao Cuihua pursed her lips. She was about to say that Yan Qingyao was innocent, but she saw Yan Zhicheng laughing indifferently: "We are not in that town, there are two towns across from you."
No wonder, Yan Qingyao nodded understandingly. She went to the town and asked a little bit, but she didn't even find out where her eldest brother's home was.
