Mo Yanliang

Chapter 53
On the second day, the three brothers and sisters woke up early.

After packing up and having breakfast, they said goodbye to the Wen family and went to Xiaosongshan in the northern suburb of Xincheng.

The wind is light and the clouds are light, autumn is high and the air is crisp, which is the season when melons and fruits are fragrant.

The west slope of Xiaosong Mountain is full of pear trees, and the branches are full of yellow pears, and the fragrance of pears is intoxicating.

Wen Ziqiao was greedy and thirsty, so he picked the biggest one.

Before he could put it in his mouth, he heard someone shouting loudly in the distance: "Wen Shisan, you are looking for death, how dare you steal it?!"

After a while, a large group of little girls who were picking pears gathered around.

The leader was a girl in a big red dress, who was Hu Sanbu's eldest daughter, Hu Lingrong.

Wen Ziqiao only felt that one head was two big, and he dodged and hid behind Yan Jingshen.

If he had known that the little tigress was nearby, he would not touch the pear even if he died of thirst.

Hu Lingrong is not too young but not too small, her appearance is almost exactly the same as her father, except for her dress and hairstyle, she looks like a kid no matter what.

Facing Yan Jingshen, her attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn, and her small eyes smiled until there was only a crack left.

"When did Brother Jing come back?"

Although Yan Jingshen didn't know the reason, Hu Sanbu had made it clear that he would not marry his daughter to him.

So he has always been very tolerant towards Hu Lingrong, only treating her as an ignorant little girl.

"I just returned to Xincheng yesterday, is my junior sister picking pears?" Yan Jingshen said with a smile.

If Wen Ziqiao and Su Jun asked such a boring question, Hu Lingrong would definitely explode.

In other words, the depth of field is different, and her patience is surprisingly good.

"Recently, Dad has a bad throat and is always coughing, so I thought about picking some pear stew for him to drink.

The three of you hurried back with me, my father was talking about it all day long, and my ears were almost full of cocoons. "

She obviously didn't pay attention to the sackcloth that Yan Jingshen was wearing inside, her tone was very cheerful.

Wen Ziqiao and Su Jun pouted at the same time.

In order to please Brother Jing, the little tigress really spoke nonsense with her eyes open.

The master wished that the two of them would get away, it's no wonder they would babble!

Yan Jingshen didn't want to waste time, nodded and said: "Let's go."

Hu Lingrong waved to the little girls: "What are you going to do, I'm going back."

The little girls were all girls from the nearby farms. They picked pears for their livelihood rather than for fun, so they scattered away after hearing the news.

After walking along the mountain road for about half an hour, the four returned to the Hu family's Zhuangzi.

The environment of Xiaosong Mountain is very beautiful and quiet, but the Zhuangzi of the Hu family is completely different from the beautiful Banchi Villa, it is just an ordinary farm.

Hu Lingrong pushed the door open, and several dealers immediately stepped forward to block the other three.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "What do you guys want to do? How long has it been? You don't even know the three of them?"

The farmer who was closest to her said: "The big girl should not embarrass the little ones, this is all the owner's intention."

Hu Lingrong was furious: "It's clear that you guys are embarrassing this girl, today I just want to bring them in and see who dares to stop me!"

In desperation, the dealers could only look at Yan Jingshen for help.

Yan Jingshen said: "They are also ordered to stay here, there is no need for junior sister to be so fussy, just let someone report to the master."

Hu Lingrong was in a hurry, she couldn't wait for others to report, so she ran into the gate.

After all, Hu Sanbu is not an ordinary farmer. In order to facilitate the teaching of his disciples, a very spacious training ground was built in Zhuangzi. The houses are not related to exquisiteness and chic, but the number is very considerable.

Hu Lingrong trotted all the way, and soon came to her mother Zhang's yard.

Hu Sanbu caught wind and cold a few days ago, not only his throat was uncomfortable, but also his head hurt badly.

After assigning homework to his disciples, he returned to his wife's room and reclined on the couch.

Mrs. Zhang sat beside him, talking with him while doing needlework.

Hu San is not from the rivers and lakes, and his family is not as strict as the officials and eunuchs.

Hu Lingrong didn't want anyone to report, and ran into the main room directly, which shocked the couple.

Mrs. Zhang said angrily, "Why are you in such a hurry? I don't know if your father is still sick?"

Hu Lingrong pouted and walked to her side: "I didn't mean to..."

Hu Sanbu always dotes on the eldest daughter the most, he opened his eyes and smiled and said, "I heard Rong'er said in the morning that she was going to pick pears to make soup for her father, why did the soup get ready so quickly?"

Hu Lingrong had long forgotten about this matter, and said with a blushing face, "Senior brother Jing is back, but the shopkeepers stopped him from entering, so my daughter came to find Father."

Hearing that his apprentice had returned, Hu Sanbu's headache stopped instantly and he sat up.

"Go and bring that kid in and let him wait in the father's study!"

Hu Lingrong responded with a smile, turned around and ran away.

"His father, you are..." Mrs. Zhang looked at her husband worriedly.

She is not young anymore. Ever since she took the risk to give birth to her little daughter two years ago, she has completely given up on having a son.

The couple had already discussed that they would find a son-in-law for their eldest daughter in the future.

On the one hand, it is to continue the incense of the Hu family, and on the other hand, it is also for someone to take care of them.

It is said that Hu San did not have so many apprentices, so it is not difficult to choose one of them to be his son-in-law.

But Zhang's and Hu Lingrong's visions are the same, and they have long fallen in love with the impeccable depth of field in all aspects.

Unexpectedly, after she told her husband about this idea, he rejected it without hesitation, not even a little room for negotiation.

Although Mrs. Zhang couldn't figure it out, she didn't take it too seriously.

It's not that Jing Shen is the only young man left in the world, and he can always find a suitable one.

But she can control herself, but not her daughter.

Seeing that her daughter is getting older day by day, a heart seems to grow on Jing Shen's body, how can she not worry?
Hu San did not comfort him: "Don't worry, Jing Shen doesn't have that kind of thought for Rong'er, a slap is always ineffective."

"Are you still human?" Mrs. Zhang wished she could stab his mouth several times with the needle in her hand.

"A girl's heart is the most vulnerable. Since you don't want Jing Shen to be your son-in-law, then let him go!"

Hu San didn't want to part with it.

After living half his life, he finally met such a good seedling, and pointed him to carry forward his school...

Of course, his sect has not been established yet, but isn't that a matter of time?
Mrs. Zhang saw that Hu Sanbu didn't listen to the persuasion at all, and said angrily: "Then tell me clearly today, what's wrong with the depth of field, why can't you be our son-in-law?"

Hu San has a carefree personality, as if he doesn't care about anything, but in fact he is still afraid of his wife in his bones.

Especially for a woman like Zhang who seldom gets angry, once she really gets angry, it is quite scary.

Sure enough, just as he was about to speak, Mrs. Zhang grabbed his left ear: "Tell me honestly, did you raise your son outside, and that's why you didn't let your daughter find a capable son-in-law?"

(End of this chapter)