The car was quiet for a while because of Li Feng's words, only the sound of the wheels turning, and then Mrs. Shen found another topic to chat with the other brothers, but everyone agreed not to bring Li Conggen along. Tang Chunming admired him for being so thick-skinned that he could sit all the way to the fork where he got off the bus. He was as thick-skinned as a city wall.
"Boy Feng, did your uncle really do that? Why didn't you say anything when you came back?" Fulang Shen couldn't help asking on the way.
"Uncle, everything is in the past, not to mention that I have seen a lot outside in the past few years, I guess it is thanks to them." For Li Feng, does it make any difference whether to mention it or not? Even if they don't mention it, the villagers know that his uncle's family used improper methods to get him to be recruited into the army, but so what if they know? In the past few years, he has occupied the house and land left by his parents and no one has come forward to punish him. He understands the thoughts of the villagers, but it is better to have one more thing than one less thing. In the north, it is still unknown whether they can come back alive, so some members of the Li family turned a blind eye.
Fulang Shen also knows the situation in the village. Although he is the leader of the family, there are still a few old people on his head. Sometimes what he says may not be effective, so the leader of the family has very high expectations for his two sons. As long as there is one After passing the test, if he doesn't say a word in the village, at least he won't be oppressed by a few elders.
Tang Chunming saw that Li Feng was unwilling to talk too much about those past events, and felt a little sympathy for him in his heart. Of course, seeing his current situation, he did not need sympathy at all, so he took the initiative to ask Shen Fulang about the situation in the county. It was a pleasure to introduce him.
They entered the city from the west gate. According to what Shen Fulang said, the common people in the west city and the north city are concentrated, while the east and south are the places where the rich and powerful live and live. According to this distribution, there are also two large markets in the county. , respectively, the East Market and the West Market, and because the target groups are different, the grades of the two markets are quite different.
The school where the two boys of Mrs. Shen's family belonged is located in South Street. It was run by an old man. It was quite famous in Anping County. The fact that kids can enter this school means that they are good at reading, and Lizheng is also cultivating them vigorously.
Shen Fulang's original intention was to ask Tang Chunming to go to the school together, and after meeting his son, he would go back to the West Market to shop around and buy some things. How could Tang Chunming agree, with Mrs. Shen and that sharp-eyed Li Feng around, how could he find an opportunity to sell his vegetables to make money, so he firmly disagreed.
Mrs. Shen saw Tang Chunming's face was a little pale, and thought it was because the road was too bumpy and he couldn't bear it, so he had to cancel his arrangement: "Well, we will meet at Liangji Food Shop in an hour, and we will have lunch together, but there are a lot of fish and dragons here. , you must be careful when you take Alin by yourself, Boy Feng and I will be back soon."
"Don't worry, Ah Lin and I will wait for you at the Liangji Food Shop. You don't have to be in a hurry, you must have a lot to talk about after not seeing your son for such a long time." Tang Chunming persuaded, thinking that an hour would be enough In two hours, everything should be done.
Mrs. Shen gave Tang Chunming a reproachful look, not because he was worried about the big one and the young one, but now Brother Ming has more ideas than in the past, so he warned a few more worriedly, especially put away the money on his body, don't let people I'm thinking about it.
"You have to be careful with Ah Lin, and... I'm sorry." Shen Fulang got into the car, but Li Feng, who had never spoken to Tang Chunming, suddenly turned around and said such a sentence to Tang Chunming, asking him to stand beside him. Tang Chunming was stunned, and when he realized why Li Feng said sorry, the mule cart had already moved.
It seems that this person thinks that those gossips are all because of him, especially the person who spread the gossip is his uncle's family. Tang Chunming couldn't help but burst out laughing. Because Li Feng did not show up, there will be less gossip about him, and without Li Feng, he would gather him and someone else to talk nonsense. If this kind of person's big mouth is allowed to rest, he will probably get sores, so There can be no downtime.
When we were arguing with Zhao's family that day, Li Conggen's family always said something wrong about him, and Tang Chunming didn't take this kind of person's words to heart. In terms of identity, in his mind, a middle-aged shrew is equivalent to a shrew, and Tang Chunming himself, although he has the body of a brother, thinks he is still a big man psychologically.
"Grandma, there are so many people." Alin has held onto Grandma's hand tightly since he got out of the car, for fear of being separated from Grandma and getting lost, but his two black eyes have been staring at the crowd in front of him and the roadside. on the street vendors.
"Let's go, Mom will buy you some delicious food." Roadside street vendors must have snacks - candied haws, which are red and pleasing to look at. Alin has never eaten this kind of snacks in his memory. Of course, he can eat other snacks. There are very few opportunities for snacks.
There were quite a few children around the peddler, and some adults bought one for their children when they saw it. The children happily gnawed on it, causing the other children to stare at him enviously and longingly, and then turned to look at their parents. Some adults cruelly pulled their children away, and those who were not watched by adults still surrounded them. It is good to smell the fragrance after the eyes are addicted.
"Mum... Alin don't want..." Alin was also greedy, but seeing that he had to spend money to eat it, he still swallowed against his desire and wanted to refuse.
"Listen to my mother," said the man who had already walked to the peddler and called out, "brother, here's a candied haws."
"Hey, here it is, it's for this little brother, grab it." The peddler responded enthusiastically, and stuffed a candied haws into A Lin's hand. A Lin watched A mother hand over the money again. Huanxi is entangled again, the chick he raised hasn't grown up yet and hasn't earned money for his mother yet.
Tang Chunming took a deep breath, grabbed A Lin's hand and wanted to move forward. He had already simulated what he was going to do several times in his mind. Although it was a bit risky, he had to do it in his situation, and no one would It occurred to him that there was a space hidden in him. But Alin tugged at his hand, but failed. Turning his head, he saw Alin trying to hold up the candied haws in his hand, and said with sparkling eyes, "Mom, eat."
Before the child took a bite, he thought about his mother first. Tang Chunming's heart was so soft that he said, "Okay, my mother will eat, and A Lin will eat too." I took a small bite of the syrup, um, it was so sweet, so sweet to my heart.
A-Lin smiled happily, and then went to the place where Grandma was biting and carefully took a small bite, then narrowed his eyes.
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A quarter of an hour later, Tang Chunming and A Lin came to Dongshi. Since the shops in Dongshi catered to wealthy people, his space dishes can only be sold at a price here. Wherever you can find fresh green vegetables, ordinary people can't even afford them.
In order to save time, he also specially found a bullock cart to send him and Alin here. On the way, he chatted with the coachman for a while to know which big restaurants there are here, and which restaurant has a kind owner. The street coachman knows this better than anyone else.
Tang Chunming is now tentatively targeting two houses, one is Minglan House on his left, and the other is Tingjing Pavilion on the right. Both of them have tall names and are said to have official backgrounds. They are the two largest restaurants in the city. . They came out early in the morning before dawn, and it took another two hours on the road. It should be more than ten o'clock in the morning, and it's not time for lunch, so there are not many guests coming in and out of the restaurant at this time. Many, but obviously the clothes on their bodies are different. Tang Chunming looked at the old cotton clothes on himself and his son, worried that he might not even be able to enter the door later.
"Grandma..." Alin had just gnawed a small piece of candied haws in Alin's hand, and he was reluctant to eat it all at once. hand.
Tang Chunming squatted down, pointed to the two restaurants with his hands, hugged A Lin's small body and asked, "A Lin, which of these two places do you like? Choose one for grandma, and we can sell the vegetables to his family." In exchange for a lot of money."
When Ah Lin was struggling to make a decision because of the glorious and great task that his mother had entrusted to him, he heard that in Jingge Pavilion, the shopkeeper was sighing. This season is also a time when the restaurant is not ready, the owner originally said Well, I ordered a batch of green house vegetables to be delivered, but I was intercepted halfway. Who was the intercepted person? It wasn’t Jingge’s deadly rival, Minglanju. Who made Minglanju’s background stronger than the owner’s? I have no choice but to continue to search for alternative sources of goods abroad.
At this time, the voice of the waiter who was guarding the door to welcome the guests came into the ears of the shopkeeper: "Go, go, I told you that our boss is not here, why are you still here? We heard that Jing Ge said that if we don't accept it, we won't accept it, isn't it?" Anyone can listen to us and listen to Jingge."
"Little Shuanzi, what are you muttering about?" The shopkeeper was upset, and even more agitated when he heard Xiao Er's noise, he scolded angrily.
"Shopkeeper," Xiaoer walked in and said with a bitter face, "isn't that scholar here again? Didn't the owner just say that his handwriting was unqualified last time and can't enter our Tingjing Pavilion? He still doesn't believe it. Ask our owner to take a look again." In order to create an elegant atmosphere, Tingjing Pavilion has collected a lot of poems, calligraphy and paintings and hung them on the wall for people to appreciate. The atmosphere, and people with status also feel that the grade of this restaurant is good, worthy of their status.