Chapter 139 How did he look like two different people overnight
Chapter 139 How could he be completely different overnight?
He looked at Lu Jin, who was still counting money, and asked, "Brother-in-law, do you want to go over and play?"
"I won't go." His tone was cold, and then when he looked at An Shuyao, he smiled again: "Yao Yao, there is a total of one tael and fifty-six cents left."
An Shuyao happily took it and gave the remaining fifty-six coins to Lu Jin: "You have some money with you, and I'll give you all the change."
Lu Jin bent his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, madam."
An Jingzhou: "..."
How could he be completely different overnight?
This double-standard dog was extremely indifferent to him, but smiled tenderly to his sister. An Jingzhou looked away speechlessly.
An Shuyao brought a total of 352 kilograms of tofu this time. Unexpectedly, all of them were sold out before noon, and there was still half a bucket of jelly in front of Liu Yuxue.
The villagers on this road all flocked to the other end of the Queen Mother Temple, where a competition was set up, and literati from the five villages came on the stage to write poems.
It sounds interesting, but Liu Yuxue's jelly has not been sold out yet.
She just looked at Liu Yuxue, and Liu Yuxue had an insight into her thoughts. She said: "Yaoyao, I can just stay here alone. Everyone has gone to watch the fun and there is no one around. It's quite light. Just follow you."
Sir, let’s go for a walk.”
"Yes, little sister, it's rare to come here once, it would be a pity not to go shopping." An Jingzhou supported.
An Yunrui glanced at a few people, and then said: "I and Yu Xue will just stay here. You all can go. I'm not interested in the things of literati."
Liu Yuxue glanced at him, then lowered her head and said nothing.
An Shuyao then looked at Lu Jin: "Ms. sir, do you want to go?"
"It's all up to you."
In this case, it would be a shame to go to the market even if you don't go to see the excitement. She said to An Yunrui: "Then please stay with Yuxue for a while. If you are hungry, there are pancakes in the cloth bag, so you don't have to wait for us."
As she said that, she put a few pancakes in a basket and covered it with a clean cloth. An Hao hurriedly pulled An Shuyao's clothes: "Little aunt, Hao Hao is going too."
An Jingzhou hugged him and said, "Come, uncle, take you there."
The two of them walked forward, Lu Jin holding An Shuyao's hand and lagging behind. She talked and laughed with Lu Jin all the way, and their figures were as enviable to passersby as the couple of gods and gods.
An Shuyao's tofu was sold out early, but there was still a big bucket of Zhou's tofu left. They were so angry that their faces turned green.
They still lowered the price to five cents, but still no one came. Looking at these villagers who didn't buy anything, they looked like they were going to Rock Village to buy something.
Zhou Daji's eyes were filled with hatred, and finally the money was reduced to three cents. Only then did a few people come to ask, and saw An Shuyao and his wife walking to the Queen Mother Temple together.
Aunt Zhou secretly sighed: "This bitch dares to steal our business openly!"
Originally, all the 500 kilograms of tofu made by her family were expected to be sold, but this unexpected incident caused their family to be unsalable!
What's more important is that in the end, it was reduced to three cents, and they were still waiting to see whether to buy it, as if they were disgusted!
She really didn't make the tofu carefully. Anyway, even if it was sour, these villagers would buy it, but they disliked it, and Aunt Zhou couldn't stand it.
"It's so shameless!" Aunt Zhou complained again.
Zhou Daji's daughter's name is Zhou Xiangxiang. The man with the foggy blue figure flashed across her eyes. She didn't know how to describe her feelings.
Anyway, she felt that the beautiful scenery between heaven and earth was not as beautiful as his gentle eyes, which immediately penetrated her heart.
She looked towards the direction where the crowd was surging and stood up silently: "Mom, can I go and have a look?"
After Zhou Xiangxiang finished speaking, Aunt Zhou slapped her in the face, swollen her face: "There are so many tofu at home that have not been sold, and you still want to go out to play? You damn girl, why are you so playful? You bitch.
I can’t beat you to death.”
After saying that, she beat Zhou Xiangxiang head and head. Zhou Xiangxiang was beaten until he knelt down and begged for mercy, crying: "Mom, I won't go, don't hit me, I won't go, wuwuwu."
Several people in the Zhou family are not surprised by this kind of scene. The girl was born to serve others, and she was not born to enjoy happiness. When she grows up, she can just receive some betrothal gifts and sell them.
Zhou Xiangxiang's brother Zhou Run said to Aunt Zhou: "Mom, I want to go there to study poetry."
Aunt Zhou didn't know anything about poetry. She just felt that her son was really amazing. He could even understand such complicated things. It was no wonder that they spent at least a hundred taels of silver on him to study.
Aunt Zhou suddenly turned into a smile: "Go ahead, dear. By the way, there is one hundred pennies here. You can buy whatever you want with it. Don't be reluctant to spend it."
Zhou Run took it and thanked him: "Thank you, mother."
Then he bypassed Zhou Xiangxiang and left.
The difference in treatment was clear at a glance, and the villagers passing by were not surprised by this scene.
Perhaps the richest families are the stingiest. The Zhou family is particularly patriarchal. They dote on their sons and try to kill their daughters.
However, every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite, and this has nothing to do with them.
Zhou Xiangxiang looked at the place where Zhou Run left with red eyes, her eyes filled with sadness. She bit her lip and stood up, stroking her hair that was torn and messed up by Aunt Zhou, and then stood by the bucket and continued to sell tofu.
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Queen Mother Temple
This is the place where five surrounding villages offer incense to pray for marriage, children, peace, wealth, and anything else. Therefore, there is a very tall ginkgo tree here, which looks like it has been standing for hundreds of years.
The whole tree shade enveloped the Temple of the Queen Mother, and the books were hung with red silk ribbons, just like a wishing tree. The villagers couldn't write, so they held the red cloth strips in their hands and muttered words, which was considered a prayer.
If they clean their hands and hang them on a tree, it will be considered as their wish has been fulfilled, and they will wait until the Queen Mother fulfills her wish to fulfill her wish.
At the other end of the ginkgo tree, there is a stage set up by Wang Juren from Guangming Village. It is already surrounded by many people, most of whom are literati and scholars wearing Confucian shirts.
The most knowledgeable ones are Juren, one is Wang Juren from Guangming Village, and the other is Li Juren from Changling Village.
Two people are respected by others like two giant Buddhas. After all, it is not easy to be admitted as a scholar, let alone a juren who has passed five levels and killed six generals.
There were several chairs around the stage. Li Juren sat on them and drank tea leisurely while watching Wang Juren speak his opening remarks.
Wang Juren coughed lightly, and the noisy voices around him suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at him attentively.
Wang Juren smiled: "Everyone, this activity of meeting friends through poetry is an impromptu idea. I just want to further enhance the friendship between the five villages, and then exchange academic achievements, compare poems, enjoy the scenery, and be leisurely and happy.