Chapter 379： dream about

The news of Chen Wan's escape soon spread throughout the village.

The most angry person is Chen Changping.

He rushed into Jiang Sanlang's house regardless of his dignity and shouted angrily, asking Ying Bao to hand over Chen Wan.

Jiang Sanlang, Zhang Min and Wei Zhan came out after hearing the sound and took him out directly.

Mr. Wu stood at the gate with his hands behind his hands and looked at him coldly: "It's really insulting to politeness. I will write a letter later and ask the county school how it is possible for a student like you to exist."

Chen Changping fell into the snow, got up in embarrassment, looked at everyone angrily, turned and left.

Ying Bao climbed up the wall and watched him go away silently, thinking in his mind.

In his last life, Chen Changping defected to the rebels and was finally killed by the emperor.

No, it seems that Xiao Mo killed the nine tribes.

Do these nine tribes include Chief Chen’s family?

In the evening, Jiang Sanlang and his wife helped his daughter grow mushrooms.

"Bao'er, why did Chen Changping want someone from you? Did Chen Wan say something to you?" Chun Niang asked her daughter.

Yingbao shook his head: "I have never interacted with Chen Wan. Chen Changping is crazy and thinks so."

I just don’t know how Chen Changping judged that his daughter was related to her.

The second day is New Year's Eve.

Jiang Sanlang replaced the Kitchen God with a new portrait and began to cook meat.

Two large pots were burning together, with sausages, pig head meat, hooves, cured ribs, elbow liver, etc. cooked in them.

There is also a pot of soybean braised chicken.

In the evening, the Jiang family had a lively New Year's Eve.

This year the Jiang family did not call them Mrs. Wen and Mrs. Wang, because Wen Silang's mother and sister-in-law were here, and their daughter Wen Shu and son-in-law Li Xu were also together.

As for Mrs. Wang, because the city was occupied by rebels, the head of the Wei family came to Dongchen Village with a group of concubines and concubines and lived in Mrs. Wang's house.

Wei Zhan was not happy to go home for the New Year, but there was nothing he could do.

After dinner, he happily ran to find Ying Bao and Jiang Wu and Jiang Jie, carrying a glass lamp.

"Here! The colored glaze lantern brought from Fucheng." Wei Zhan put the colored glaze lantern in Yingbao's hand and snatched the rabbit lantern from her hand.

Yingbao was speechless and had no choice but to carry the glass lantern to the pond.

Yan Ru took her daughter Jiang Xiaomei and squatted by the water with a dozen children, smashed the thin ice and put down lotus lanterns.

The river pond, illuminated by red lights, looks like the Milky Way in the sky.

Yingbao also put down a lamp and gently pushed it away.

Wei Zhan stood on the other side and kept looking this way.

The girl was dressed in a peach red dress, like a blazing spring sun. She had already begun to show her charm. For a moment, Wei Zhan was stunned.

“Wei Zhan, come here quickly!” Zhang Min kicked him: “Let’s go practice for a while.”

Zhang Min has been living in the Jiang family in Dongchen Village for the past few years. He is now sixteen years old and does not like the giggling behavior of women.

Most of the people putting up river lanterns are women. I don’t know what Wei Zhan is doing here.

Wei Zhan had no choice but to follow Senior Brother Zhang to the martial arts training ground.

He is fifteen years old this year, one year younger than Zhang Min, but his body is flexible and he can fight well.

Nowadays, most of the boys in the village practice martial arts, and no one dares to bully them when they go outside.

Even the fat grandson of Nishimura Muramasa was handed over to Zhang Meng by his grandfather’s ear.

Lanterns were hung on the wooden piles around the martial arts training ground. The boys came over one after another, fighting in pairs.

In the shadows, Zhou Wuchang arrived at some unknown time. He and his eldest disciple looked at these lively young men and nodded secretly.

In the early hours of the morning, firecrackers sounded throughout the village.

A new year begins.

In this year, the rebels captured half of the Murong clan and isolated the Murong clan from the northwest with the Mo River as the boundary. From then on, the leader of the rebels proclaimed himself emperor and called himself the Great Zhou.

The side of the Murong family was called the Little Zhou Dynasty.

When Sun Lizheng passed the news to Dongchen Village, everyone was confused.

"What's going on? How come things have changed in the blink of an eye? We have become citizens of the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Old man Jiang couldn't believe it. He asked Sun Lizheng, "Then does my grandson's talent still count?"

Sun Li was brushing him away and said angrily: "Why don't you count it? Even the county magistrate and senior officials are on duty as usual."

“Where is the capital of Zhou Dynasty?” Jiang Sanlang asked.

"In Jiankang, from now on we will pay taxes and give them to the court over there." Sun Lizheng said.

Jiang Sanlang asked again: "Who is the new emperor? What is his surname?"

"Well, the emperor's surname is Zhou, and the taboo of his name is not something that we ordinary people like us can say." Sun Lizheng said: "Don't ask so many questions, I don't know many things. Anyway, we just follow the orders given by the superiors."

Old man Jiang suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly: "What about my Erquan? He was conquered by the previous dynasty. How is he doing now?"

Sun Li was scratching his head: "Well, I'll ask you later."

Ying Bao was also confused when he heard the news.

What is going on?

Greater Guizhou was divided into two, and now there is an emperor named Zhou.

She was puzzled.

Not long after, Li Zheng began to re-register the household registrations for people in Dongchen Village.

Including newly arrived refugees, they were also registered, and a piece of wasteland was assigned to them to build houses and allow them to settle down.

On this day, Ying Bao took Chen Zhao and Xu Bao into a remote village in an ox cart.

Now is March, when the peach blossoms are in full bloom. Chen Wan is wearing a coarse cloth dress and is drying her freshly washed clothes.

“Sister!” Chen Zhao and Xu Bao rushed towards Chen Wan with tears in their eyes.

Chen Wan was not very happy when she saw the Chen Zhao siblings. She just asked lightly: "Why are you here? Who brought you here?"

She looked at the ox cart not far away and the cherry blossoms on the ox cart.

Ying Bao knew what she suspected and explained: "We just happened to pass by."

"No one brought me here. We originally wanted to cut some bamboo there, but then we saw my sister." Chen Zhao said.

Chen Xu hugged Chen Wan's arm and pursed his lips, trying not to cry, "Sister, let's go home."

Chen Wan shook her head: "This is my home. Let's go and sit in the house with my sister."

So, several people walked into Chen Wan's new home.

Ying Bao also followed behind them, looking around.

 With a fishing net hanging out at the door, a shabby wooden boat, and an old woman covered in patches looking at a few people cautiously.

Chen Wan introduced: "This is my mother-in-law. Her surname is Song."

“Grandma Song.” Chen Zhao and Xu Bao saluted the old woman.

“Hey! Hey!” Mrs. Song got out of the way in a hurry: “Come in and sit down quickly, I’ll make tea.” As she said that, she quickly went to the kitchen.

Chen Zhao walked around the room and couldn't help shaking his head: "Sister, their family is so poor, how can you get used to it?"

“With me in the future, I won’t be poor.” Chen Wan was confident.

Ying Bao glanced at her and felt very sure.

This Chen Wan must know something that she doesn't know, so she avoided this place.

“Sister Chen Wan, why did you say I was your sister?” Yingbao decided to get straight to the point.

Chen Wan looked over, her face gradually becoming cold.

 Chen Zhao also said: "Sister, Ying Bao has asked me several times today, so just tell me."

Chen Wan looked at Ying Bao and said slowly: "I dreamed about it."

Ying Bao saw her fingers twisted together, trembling slightly.