Chapter 309

After Zhou Changgen got the letter, he took the initiative to send all the lotus roots he had brought to Weisheng's house. Even the special products he had brought from Chuzhou were bought by Weisheng's house at a high price. He said that it was just near the end of the new year and it was not bad to take them as new year's gifts.

"Dad, is that lady Weisheng? Why such a strange surname? "

"The lady's name is not Weisheng. I don't know what her name is. I only know that the master's name is Weisheng. The eldest officer can walk across the capital. My daughter, my father brought you a set of exquisite headdress from the capital this time. The lady also gave you a lot of silk and satin. The rest is some special products I transported from the capital. I thought, Things in Chuzhou are as expensive as they are in the capital, but here, everything from the capital is very expensive, and the price has gone up. "

Speaking of this, he turned back to sun Cuihua and said, "you can tell me that many specialties I brought back from the capital are the most suitable gift givers for the new year's festival. There is no next time. You have to say more about the things you send to the capital, whether they are the givers or the recipients. It's a matter of great face."

After hearing this, sun Cuihua was busy.

Zhou youzhao asked again, "Dad, is Mrs. Weisheng really that good?"

Zhou Changgen narrowed his eyes slightly, which made people unable to see what he was really thinking in his heart. He replied: "it's a living Bodhisattva. It's a charity."

"By the way, the third brother is a scholar." Zhou youzhao took a look at the three generations who were rummaging there.

Zhou Changgen took a look at his family's only seedlings, and his smile became more real. He said, "I'm sorry that I didn't see that adult. I don't want to see that adult. I don't think everyone can see that adult. I'm a big family. My daughter. After seeing the prosperity in Beijing this time, I'm sorry that I gave you to someone else early."

"What do you mean, dad?"

Zhou youzhao was shocked.

On Wednesday, the generation answered without raising their heads: "what else? Deng Jingu doesn't deserve it. Dad, I've already said that Deng Jingu is honest and honest, but his mind is hard to understand. He's married to him, and he can't even eat his bones?"

Zhou youzhao said: "brother three, what are you talking about? Brother Jingu is not like that."

Wednesday generation sneered, ignored her, and kept looking at the boxes.

Zhou Changgen said with a straight smile: "when did I say that the boy of Deng family is not good? I just think that my girls have to be so beautiful and beautiful. It's better to match the little boy in the capital. It's better than staying in this corner all my life. Besides, your brother must be more promising in the future, and your value will naturally rise."

"Daddy Zhou youzhao seldom blushes.

Zhou Changgen sighed: "it's a pity that the lady's son is a sick man. I heard that he is dying. He holds a medicine jar every day. Otherwise, he will be a good concubine. It's better to marry Deng Jingu."

He really felt a pity: "if I had known this, I shouldn't have engaged with the Deng family early. Maybe you are the most promising one among your three sisters."

Sun Cuihua just felt heartache after hearing this. How many benefits did she miss.

Can't help but reply: "at the beginning, why don't you think so? You can't wait to kick the dead girl out of the Lin family. For fear of a long night's dream, you jump up and down and make a hasty appointment with my little girl."

"What do you know? At that time, our three generations didn't have a scholar, our family didn't have such a noble person, and our family is not so well-off now." Zhou Changgen did not retort angrily.

On Wednesday, he poked his head out of the empty space of many cages and said, "Dad and mom, don't quarrel. It's just an engagement. Can't you repent of marriage? When you're out of town, who knows that we've invited someone else? Or, it's cheaper to change your name at that time, just say it's a small name and then a big name. Anyway, after you get married, you'll be given your husband's surname. It doesn't matter whether your name or not. Then, who will know? "

This enlivened Zhou Changgen's mind.

"It's not urgent. We're still young. Let's hang on to the Deng family first."

"By the way, what happened to the antiques?"

Speaking of this, Zhou youzhao was very angry: "Dad, you don't know that the door of the Su family is getting higher and higher. I used to be able to enter the door of the Su family at will, and always blocked the dead girl once or twice. But since the Su family moved into the new house, the dead girl of the Lin family lived a simple life, and there was a special guard at the door. I think it's more and more difficult. Let's go She asked someone to steal from her house. But she didn't know the way and didn't steal anything. Instead, she shocked the Su family. Now, many more women are in charge of the courtyard, and the door is tighter. Earlier, I wanted to persuade the eighth aunt to call back the rich brother and borrow him. "

Zhou Changgen knows that Zhou Fugui was born with a pair of "skillful" hands, and he was the best at stealing things. He was a lazy cook when he was young, and he was always looking forward to pie falling from the sky.

"Your eighth aunt didn't answer?"

Zhou youzhao turned his lips and said unhappily, "what should I do? Now, brother Fugui is turning his elbow out. Where is he still thinking about his own family?""It's impossible. It's said that dogs can't change their way of eating dung. I'll wait for your rich brother to come home for the new year. Three generations later, you quietly invite him to come home and have a talk with him."

The third generation was still turning things, and answered impatiently.

Mian Yu dances in the wind, and young people return in the snow.

Under the flying snow, the whole town is covered with silver and plain clothes. The sky and the earth are white. On the hedges of Hibiscus Lin's family, there are green spots in the white. When the wind blows, the soft and incomparable snow is covered with another layer.

Lin Qingsong stands in front of the fence and looks at this scene. The continuous snow looks like the tenderness of his mother when she touched his head when she was a child.

He sucked his red nose, bowed his head with a bitter smile, and pulled the rags on his body. After all, he underestimated his small body and didn't have the cold resistance as he thought.

The fence is not high. The gate of the bamboo yard is only half a person's height. He reaches out his hand to open the gate. The yard is quiet.

A fiery light, from the crack in the door of the door desperately to drill out, with a trace of warmth, happily rushed to the young man at the gate of the fence.

It seems to be welcoming the strong return of the young master, small and not to be ignored.

The snow was crunching under my feet.

The door of the thatched cottage was opened from inside.

Liu Sanniang, dressed in a long brown cotton jacket, poked her head out from the inside. Then she stood there with a big hand and refused to believe what she had seen with her own eyes.

Lin Qingshan's voice came from the room: "Niang, what's the matter? The wind is pouring in. It's so cold. "

"Oh, oh, your brother's back, san'er, have you eaten yet?"

Liu Sanniang's voice trembled slightly. Her third son kept his word and came back on the last day of January.

"Niang, I'm hungry, hoarse and cold."

Lin Qingsong didn't eat too much in the courtyard. He just came back to eat his mother's steaming noodles.

"I'll give you the next one. Castle Peak, your brother is back. Please find a clean coat for him to put on."

"What, Qingsong is back?" Lin Qingshan did not hide his joy in his tone.

In a hurry, he stood up and walked towards the door. At this time, Lin Qingsong had reached the front step of the house.

See him come out from inside, see him with snow light, hands roll arm, smile to shout: "elder brother, I came back, hiss, very cold."

Lin Qingshan beckons him into the room. Liu Sanniang goes to the kitchen to make noodles. Lin Yuzhu and Zhu Caihua go to help. Deng Jinchai goes into the room to find a clean cotton padded jacket for Lin Qingsong.

"Qingsong, you..." Lin Qingshan wanted to say that he was already a scholar. How could he be so down and down?

Lin Qingsong pushed him away and stood in front of Lin Shunhe, shivering and shouting: "Dad, I'm back. It's cold..."

he sucked his nose again. Lin Qingshan quickly turned to a corner of the room, picked up a large bundle of dry firewood, threw a few big ones into the brazier, and said, "hurry up and sit here again. I'll make the fire more prosperous. You can bake it raw and scatter Your sister-in-law is looking for clothes for you. "

Lin Shunhe stares at Lin Qingsong with dull eyes. Didn't he run away from home?

He thought that he would never see this villain again in his life. Who would have thought that he had only been wandering for a month, and he was so cold that he ran home.

"Hum!" Lin Shunhe then remembered that he had severed his father son relationship with Lin Qingsong.

But he can't refuse Lin Qingsong to stay at home, because Liu Sanniang and Lin Qingshan are willing to.

So, he couldn't understand. What's the use of severing the relationship between father and son?

"Why, don't you say that you want to drink spicy food which is popular outside all your life?"

Lin Qingsong was thick skinned and said with a smile: "Dad, it's the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. What's the matter with huazi? Huazi is going to celebrate the Chinese New Year too. Is it difficult for me to go home for the Chinese new year?"

Lin Shunhe's words were blocked. He was so angry that he simply stood up and went out with the nine fire copper pipe Lin Anxin was filial to.

Lin Qingsong stares at his back and his eyes become cold.

"Third brother!" Lin Qingshan reached out and patted him on the shoulder, sighed and said, "anyway, we are brothers after all."

Deng Jinchai has found a clean, brand-new cotton padded jacket.

"I made a spare for your brother. I don't know if it will be too big. You should wear it first. If it is too big, I will make it smaller for you later."

Lin Qingshan wanted to say something, but Lin Qingsong already said, "thank you, sister-in-law. Well, I didn't mean to cook bowl noodles, but I haven't finished it yet."

Deng Jinchai didn't think about it. She said, "I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."

After she left, Lin Qingsong said, "I don't want to pass it on to the Deng family for the time being."

Lin Qingshan felt a little embarrassed, and then replied: "I know. I won't tell her that if you become a scholar, the whole family should be happy. It's such a thing. Alas...""Let's live a few days. I'm afraid that there will be too many people to talk about. My sister has always been thinking of splitting up. As a brother, I have to fulfill her wish."

"Well, do whatever you say." Lin Qingshan is a bit stuffy. He still hopes his brother can be closer to his family.

"Your sister-in-law is not bad. She has no bad heart."

"Elder brother, you misunderstood that the Deng family is in laws, but because of his younger sister... Moreover, Zhou youzhao became the eldest daughter-in-law of the Deng family. The golden drummer still had the purse embroidered by his younger sister and stole it. The purse was meant to be given to me."

Lin Qingsong is very angry when he mentions this.