Pastoral Pamper: Nongmen's Little Fortune Girl

Chapter 12 Zhang Qiaoyun's calculation
Their three-bedrooms are like free coolies. No matter how good they usually do, Mrs. Zhang never praises them.

Tan Zichen looked at the white-faced steamed buns and nodded, but still opened his mouth and said, "Sister, Zichen can just eat steamed buns, these are for my sisters, you are all girls, you should be pampered."

Tan Zichen's voice brought Tan Wenning back from her thoughts. She looked at Tan Zichen's little face, and thought that this little guy was so cute and knew how to love her sisters.

Tan Wenning didn't talk nonsense, she directly took the two steamed buns, broke them apart, and divided them into two. She handed half of them to Tan Zichen, Tan Wenyue, and Tan Wenwan: "Don't shirk, all of you, We all eat."

As Tan Wenning said, she broke off a small piece of steamed bun and fed it into her mouth. Tan Zichen and the others saw that Tan Wenning had eaten it all, so they began to eat in small bites.

Tan Zichen took a bite, his big eyes lit up, this steamed bun was really delicious, it was the best thing he had ever eaten, it was soft and glutinous, with a little bit of sweetness, he took small bites , I can't bear to eat it all at once.

Tan Wenning saw what Tan Zichen was thinking, and said, "Zichen, you must eat everything you have on hand! You are growing your body now, and you will not grow taller if you don't eat more."

Tan Zichen heard that the president was not tall, so now he didn't dare to hold back a little bit.

Tan Wenning ate some steamed buns and stopped eating. She picked up the steamed buns and gnawed one. The steamed buns were really not as good as steamed buns. They were too hard and had a hot throat. However, she had eaten big fish and meat in her previous life. Steamed buns are nothing, so let’s keep them for younger siblings.

Tan Wenyue and the others quickly ate up the steamed buns, and Tan Wenning poured some water for them to drink.

After taking a few sips of water, one of them was half full. Tan Wenning looked at the food left in the oil paper bag and asked, "Are you still hungry? Do you want to eat more?"

Tan Wenyue and the others shook their heads in a tacit understanding. It is a habit they have developed since childhood that they never regard fullness as the standard for eating, as long as they can hang their lives.

Tan Wenning looked at a few people and ordered some. It is really not good to eat too much. After all, these children have been in a state of hunger for a long time. It is not good to eat too much. Take your time, besides, there is nothing to eat now , these can stay a little bit.

"Okay, get ready. We're going to the old house. Zichen and Wan'er should stay and look after the house." Tan Wenning looked around, and there were still some people left in the shack. Although they didn't have anything valuable, they I'm already very poor, so I still need to keep these things for people to watch. At least the quilt can be covered at night, and it's autumn, and the weather is going to be cold.

"Okay, Sister, you and Second Sister can go, Zichen and I won't wander around." Tan Wenwan nodded like a little adult, after all, now that her parents are gone, she should grow up.

Tan Wenning nodded, hugged Tan Zixuan, and walked to the old house with Tan Wenyue.

At this time, Xu Rong had already talked to Mrs. Zhang in the old house.

Zhang's original name was Zhang Qiaoyun. She married Tan Fushui at the age of 16. Now she is 66 years old. She has three sons, Tan Chengrong, Tan Chengjia, Tan Xinghe, and a daughter Tan Qian who is already married.

"Mother, this must be separated, otherwise we will have to pay for the couple's funeral, so let's separate out the third room. Anyway, now that the third child is dead, we have no use for them." It was Xu who spoke. Rong.

"That's right, mother, what Rong'er said is right, these little brats can't do any work, so it's better to let them out." Zhang Qiaoyun's eldest son, Tan Chengrong, also echoed.

"Yes, mother, I think so too." Tan Cheng's family also said hastily. In fact, he has long been unhappy with his third son and his family. When he was young, he went to school with his third son, and his third son always beat him up. Jae-niang doesn't like him.

It turned out that he was favored by his master, and he would not be charged tuition fees in the school. Otherwise, with his mother's character, how could he spend money to study for him? Married the daughter of his master's Qingshan Academy in the neighboring county came back.

Why, the third child can marry such a beautiful, educated and reasonable daughter-in-law, obviously she is no worse than him.

Fortunately, his mother can't get used to the family of the third child. Originally, the dowry of the third brother and sister was quite generous, but within a year after coming here, they were all tricked out and confiscated. It can be said that although the third child is smart, there are some places where he doesn't. How can it be flexible.

This is great, the third brother and his wife are both dead, but it's a pity that the third brother and sister were implicated by the third brother at a young age. If she married him, it probably wouldn't be like this.

"The family must be divided, but isn't Ning girl from the third family already twelve, thirteen years old? You can make a family for her and take the gift money. Although the girl is a little thinner, she is still a family." A beautiful woman must be worth a few taels of silver." A treacherous smile appeared on Zhang Qiaoyun's wrinkled face.

"What mother said is true. Mother thinks so carefully." Tan Cheng's family is almost admired by his mother. Fortunately, his mother is good to them. If he treats them like the third child, he probably already Unbearable.

"It's just a pity, the third child died, and our family's land tax has to be paid again. This year's tax will be paid next month. It would be great if the third child died a month later. Alas, the family has finally produced a scholar~ "It was Tan Fushui who spoke.

Although he doesn't like the third son, but because the third son passed the exam as a scholar, he feels superior to others in the village. After all, he is the father of the master scholar, and because of this, the villagers respect him very much. If the third son is dead, I'm afraid he won't be able to enjoy these things.

Tan Fushui was still a little disappointed, but he didn't feel sad for the death of Tan Xinghe and his wife at all, and even planned Tan Wenning.

"Old lady, don't make things too rigid. After all, the third couple just died, so it's not right for us to be engaged to girl Ning." Tan Fushui still felt that it was inappropriate.

"What's the matter? I'm not thinking about Ning girl. It's better to make a decision earlier. This girl is fifteen or sixteen years old after finishing her filial piety. At that time, where can she find a good family? She can marry first, and wait It’s okay to consummate the house after the filial piety period is over!” Zhang Qiaoyun said disapprovingly.

Anyway, after exchanging this girl for money earlier, she felt at ease, and if something happened later, she couldn't stand it.

While they were discussing, Han Shan's voice came from outside: "Grandpa, the village chief, you are here, my parents are discussing with grandma about Uncle San!"

(End of this chapter)