Huang Shuhai's complexion was as usual, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop turning up. The feeling of being cared about by others made him feel a little bright, and he wished he could go to the mountains to find a few wolves to fight with.
"Father, are you making your mother angry?" Huang Jun'er rolled her black eyes and asked in a low voice.
"No." Huang Shuhai replied blankly.
Huang Jun'er rolled his eyes, he clearly saw his mother go out with a dark face, is dad cheating him like a child?
Huang Jun'er, who forgot that he was still a beanie, twisted his waist and slid down from Huang Shuhai's arms, and patted his father's thigh like a little adult, "Father, you have to listen to your mother, the mountains are dangerous, so you are not allowed to go in." After all Now that he has a father, he doesn't want to lose it again.
Huang Shuhai blushed, coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, reached out and ravaged his son's face, and said coldly, "Go to the book, and teach my sister how to read by the way."
Huang Jun'er made a grimace, and trotted out of the main room.
In the kitchen, Chu Rong cut off two catties of beef, sprinkled it with salt and rubbed the bloody water, and waited until it was clean, then cut it into cubes of about three centimeters, and put it on a small iron pot to stew.
Another big white radish was washed, cut into hob pieces, and placed in a large bowl for later use.
Taking the wooden basin, scooped up two spoonfuls of white flour, Chu Rong planned to bake it into steamed buns and make some beef buns to eat.
When Huang Shuhai came over, he saw a pair of white, tender and slender hands deftly walking in the basin, which was pleasing to the eye.
When Chu Rong heard footsteps, she tilted her head to look, and said angrily, "Why are you standing here, come over and light the fire."
Huang Shuhai bent his lips and walked over.
One person baked the buns and the other lit the fire, and the cooperation was quite harmonious. After the pot was out, Chu Rong, who started to put the soup, asked casually, "How many people do you think are suitable for buying?"
"Four, let's put three laborers on the mountain bag, and buy a woman to keep at home, to help clean the house and wash the clothes." Huang Wenhai pondered for a while, and said softly.
When Chu Rong heard this, she frowned slightly, but quickly said, "Then buy it as you said." Originally, she didn't want to buy the mother-in-law, but when Huang Shuhai said it, she really thought that cleaning up the yard was a bit powerless during this time.
The family of four ate a delicious beef meal. In the afternoon, Chu Rong and Huang Shuhai went up the hillside. At this time, there were few trees on the whole hillside, and the oilcloth shed at the foot of the hill looked neat and orderly. . On the other side of the creek, a two-meter-wide road was cleared out, which was specially requested by Chu Rong. When she planned to build a house on the top of the mountain, she would pave it with blue bricks.
When the fish in the fish pond can be sold, it is convenient to transport.
The two of them walked halfway up the hillside, and circled six mu of land near the creek, which was used for digging fish ponds. Chu Rong looked around and stepped on the tunnel under her feet, "We need to build a simple house here, too. Used to put fish food or something."
Huang Shuhai nodded, took a stick from the side and drew a mark on the place Chu Rong said.
The two turned the mountain bag around, and after seeing that there was nothing wrong, they walked home slowly.
At dawn the next day, the two drove a donkey cart to the county seat. After inquiring about Yazi, the most famous person in the east of Daocheng, they went directly to the door.
Arriving at the gate of Mrs. Qian's house, I happened to come across a bullock cart pulling people there. Chu Rong looked around and saw a dozen people crowded on the bullock cart, old and young, young, male and female.
Several of them caught Chu Rong's attention, a dark and thin old man who looked to be in his fifties, guarding an old woman with gray hair. Beside them is a young couple, with two children in their arms, the older one is a girl who looks eleven or twelve years old, and the younger boy is seven or eight years old.
It looks like a family of three generations, and the eyes of several people are bleak, but they still have feelings.
At the door, Mrs. Qian, who was waving people to get off the car, caught a glimpse of Chu Rong and Huang Shuhai, shrewdly stepped forward to meet her, and said with a smile, "You two are here to buy someone. Look, isn't this just a coincidence? A whole load of cars came, some of them were sold by rich families, and some of them were sold into slavery because of disasters at home.¡±
Chu Rong raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and thought to herself that Mrs. Qian is a well-known person, and she even told the big family to sell it. You must know that such servants are not easy to sell, and they usually go to bad places. to think about.
"How many of them are a family?" Chu Rong raised her finger and asked the six people who were nestled by the wall after getting off the car.
Mrs. Qian raised her foot to look, and hurriedly replied, "It's a family. They escaped from disaster. They sold it to me when they couldn't survive. But my lady, these six people are not only for sale, but even if they are cheaper, they must be together." .¡±
When Chu Rong heard it,He made a move, thought for a while, and dragged Huang Shuhai forward. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com