Tsundere general's peasant wife

Chapter 191

Yang Erzhu felt that something was missing in this pile of things, he suddenly slapped his head, and hurriedly put a few jars of wine in it, seeing his wife and children looking at him, Yang Erzhu scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"I'm thinking about my father-in-law. He should like to drink a few sips!"

Mrs. Zhou felt very happy. Her husband treated her parents well, and he didn't think he had too much stuff. That was enough!

In February, she saw that father brought wine to grandpa, and she also hurriedly got off the kang, muttering:

"Wait! I want to give my grandma something I made! As a gift!"

Stone is in a hurry, so what can he take?he can't make things
"Third sister! What can I get?"

Sanyue looked at Shishi who was pouting aggrievedly, and kindly suggested:
"Well, why don't you show grandpa the big characters you wrote? Pick a few that are well written! Grandpa will be happy!"

Shitou nodded half-understood. Can the words written make people happy?No matter what, Third Sister is definitely right.
"Then I'll get it!" After saying that, he got off the kang and ran back to the house.

Zhou looked at the unhurried little girl and deliberately teased her.

"You don't need to prepare some small gifts for your grandma and grandpa?"

March bared a smile, and said the most honest words.

"I'll take a car full of rabbits for my grandma and grandpa alone! Besides eating meat, I can also peel skins to make clothes! Mom, I'm so smart!"

Yang Erzhu: Can it still be like this?

Zhou's funny little March forehead:
"You're not smart, you're just as smart as you are! You don't know how to sew, your mother doesn't know!"

When the sky was still foggy and the line of sight could only be about ten meters away, Yang Erzhu led the team to set off at the front, followed by three carriages behind, and the scene was really spectacular.

The village heard rumors yesterday that Mrs. Zhou was going back to her natal family for the first time in more than ten years.

Aunt Hua and Aunt Loach, who got the news early in the morning, had already been waiting on the side of the road with a basket. They usually have a good relationship with Mrs. Zhou, knowing that she was going back to her natal family, thinking that she had to express it anyway. There are not many gifts, but it is also Some of their thoughts as juniors.

Mrs. Zhou seemed like one of their best friends, she knew that she would take care of her parents, so she didn't refuse much. After chatting with Aunt Hua and Aunt Loach, she continued on her way. It was midnight.

Shi Shi looked at the mountains of different distances shone in the clouds and mist, but he did not have the joy of entering the city.

With the broadening of knowledge this year, and following his father and sister's "traveling north and south", he has long since calmed down.

Although the ancient horse-drawn carriage is an advanced means of transportation, when traveling long distances in winter, the mood is not so beautiful.

Eryue and San'er hugged each other, covered with a thick quilt, clutching the little Tonglu that Sanyue asked someone to beat up, still trembling slightly, sitting motionless in the car, Feet are already cold.

Er Yue moved her cold feet and leaned against March. After feeling that March's feet were not much better, she retracted her feet again.

"Hey, if I knew it, we might as well wait until the beginning of spring. If it's freezing in the car for a day, I think my feet will fall off."

Seeing her daughter complaining, Mrs. Zhou felt a little guilty. It was because she was eager to go home, and she didn't want to delay for a day.

After tearing off the quilt on his body and changing it for February and March, he held the stone in his arms and said guiltily to February:

"It's because mother is too anxious. She said that she didn't want to delay going to see your grandma for a day. It must have been frozen! Why don't you come here and stay with mother!"

Just as February was about to make an agreement, it was rejected by March.

"Mother, don't worry about her. At the beginning, I told her that we should make a piece of clothing out of leather, which is good for keeping out the cold, but she is so stingy and insists on keeping it for sale. Now that she knows it's cold, mother, let her freeze. Next time I see if she has a long memory!"

Er Yue is not happy anymore, she is frugal, understand?

"Hey, I'm stingy? You don't care if you don't know, this piece of leather is a lot of money! Although our family earns a lot now, we spend a lot of money every day, okay! I don't know how to save now, in case I come back later. Back in the day, when you were crying, I was called Juan Wanxiang!"

Shitou saw that the second sister was wrong, and hurriedly showed off his knowledge excitedly.

"Second sister is prepared for danger in times of peace!"

"Don't care what he is, anyway, that's what I mean!"

Sanyue doesn't want to argue with her anymore, in fact, the second sister suffered too much in her childhood, which left a shadow in her heart.

The cold journey seemed to be warmed up by their excitement. Yang Erzhu looked back at the cheerful smiling faces of his wife and children, and he was more motivated to drive!

When the flat dirt road began to become difficult, steep, narrow and rugged, Zhou's expression became anxious, and Sanyue and the others probably knew that it was coming soon without their parents telling them.

The carriage bumped non-stop, there was a pit from time to time, and stones were piled up from time to time. After three months of bumping, I felt that my internal organs were about to be displaced. The more I walked in, I could already see people sporadically.

Probably very few people came, so when they saw a carriage passing by, people ran after them as if they were surprised.

In March, a few people opened the curtain and looked at this obviously backward village. Even the houses were still made of Tupeilei walls and thatched roofs, and the courtyard walls were made of stones of all sizes.

Looking at the surrounding houses and the children who kept running with the carriage, Er Yue couldn't bear it anymore.

"Tsk tsk... This place is not so poor! The worst house in our village is better than this!"

As soon as Sanyue tried her best, she pulled back the second sister who was probing outside.

"You can't meet in peace. This is my mother's family. It seems that you have a good life."

When Er Yue saw that her mother was a little unhappy, she shrank her neck and said nothing.

Yang Erzhu has been walking according to memory since he entered the village, but the houses here are built randomly, and no one can be trusted.

"Xiangzhi, I've been to your house once, but I can't remember the way!"

Mrs. Zhou lifted the curtain of the car and looked around for directions. It turned out that he was only tens of meters away from home.

"Bypassing these houses from here, just walk straight for 40 meters. There are more new houses built here. You are right if you don't remember."

A meticulously combed woman heard that it was the old Zhou's family, and immediately pulled her eldest son to whisper, the child nodded and ran away.

The car stopped at the gate of a small courtyard, and Yang Erzhu greeted the children to come down.

The black-painted door has obviously been worn for a long time, and pieces of it have fallen off, and the black wood slag will stick to it when you touch it.

None of the surrounding villagers came forward to speak, and they all watched helplessly as the head of the other party went up to call for the door.

'Bang bang bang! '

"Who is it? Wait a minute! Son, go and open the door!"

When Zhou heard the voice, she hugged San Yue nervously. She didn't know what to say after meeting. If she understood the culture, she would know that this is called "close to the hometown"!
(End of this chapter)