I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Shitou was very happy. He had long missed the chickens at home, which could lay so many eggs at a time. He just didn't know if he could buy some in Anzhou.

"Hey, mate, how many eggs can your chicken lay in a day?" asked Shi Tou.

"My chickens lay eggs every day if I feed them properly," said the man carrying the basket proudly.

"Ah, only one egg a day. My chicken can lay five eggs a day?" said Shitou.

The man shook his head in disbelief and said, "I've been raising chickens all my life. It's impossible. Absolutely impossible."

"Sister, don't you think so?" Shi Tou asked.

Ji Xiaobei: "Shut up!"

"I want these ten!" Ji Xiaobei said cheerfully.

The man was very happy. He tied the chicken up for her and hung it on the back of the donkey cart.

A chicken cost 20 wen, and the total cost was 200 wen.

These ten chickens are probably all hens.

In fact, no matter what kind of chicken it is, as long as it is a chicken, it can lay eggs in Ji Xiaobei's hands.

With ten chickens shaking with fear hanging on the back of the donkey cart, they set off again.

After running for another half an hour, I finally saw Mingyi Lane.

The boys were about to vomit blood. When they passed by Aunt Zhang's house panting, they scared Aunt Zhang who was picking vegetables.

He hurriedly stood up and asked, "There's a tiger chasing you from behind, why are you running like this?"

A few boys turned around and gave Aunt Zhang a smile that was uglier than crying.

Ji Xiaobei got off the donkey cart with a smile, took out a bag of crystal pears and handed them to Aunt Zhang, saying:

"Madam Zhang, I went to the South City Market and bought some snow pears. If you don't mind, take a few and eat them."

This was something Ji Xiaobei had taken out from the space in advance, and he was going to give it to Aunt Zhang. Her master had a cough, and eating a pear could help relieve the cough and reduce phlegm.

Aunt Zhang wiped her hands on her apron, smiled, took the bag from Ji Xiaobei and said, "Thank you, young lady. I won't be polite!"

Ji Xiaobei smiled and urged Decai forward.

Suddenly she remembered that her basket had not been returned yet, so she turned around and called out, "Madam Zhang, I'll bring your basket to you when I have time."

Aunt Zhang, who had already walked into the courtyard, stepped back a few steps and said at the door, "Don't worry, don't worry."

Old Madam Fu, who was sitting in the yard, pulled up the shawl on her back and opened her eyes.

"Madam, this is the fruit given by the girl who just moved in. Would you like to try it?"

Nanny Zhang asked softly.

"No! I have no appetite, cough cough cough..."

Aunt Zhang quickly put the fruit aside and gave the old lady a back massage.

"It's cold, go back to the house!" said Nanny Zhang.

"Who was that person who was shouting just now?" asked Mrs. Fu.

"She's the girl from the family that just moved in. She's big and strong, quite like a man, and has a cheerful personality. But she has nice eyebrows and eyes!"

Seeing that the old lady was in good spirits, Nanny Zhang spoke quickly.

The daughter-in-law went to the temple to pray a few days ago. The old lady was very unhappy and has not smiled for the past few days. In addition, she has been feeling unwell and has been in a bad mood.

The grandson had sent a message saying that he would return to Anzhou in the next two days, but Gui insisted on going to the temple to burn incense.

Old Mrs. Fu stood up, glanced at the fruit under her feet, and stood still again.

"Madam Zhang, what kind of fruit is that? It's bright yellow and has a nice fragrance!"

"Madam, the girl said it was a snow pear. We don't have such fruit in our house. I don't know where Miss Ji bought it!"

"Oh?" the old lady was surprised.

"Please come in first, I'll cut one for you to try." Aunt Zhang said hurriedly when she saw that the old lady was in high spirits.

"Go ahead, I'll sit here and wait!" said the old lady, and sat back in the big armchair.

Aunt Zhang picked the biggest one, smelled it, and it smelled so good!

She peeled it, put a silver hairpin in it and handed it to the old lady.

Old Mrs. Fu picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.

"Madam Zhang, this fruit is so crisp, sweet, and juicy. It tastes better than what I eat in the palace!"

Old Mrs. Fu ate half a pear before stopping.

He cleared his throat and said, "My throat feels much better now!"

"Madam Zhang, don't eat eggs these days. Chang'er is coming back!" the old lady suddenly said.

"Madam, don't worry, I will replace the pot when the time comes. Our young master is allergic to eggs. I have already remembered this."

Nanny Zhang smiled and helped her into the house.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the room, which was the old lady's favorite smell.

"Has Chang'er's yard been cleaned?" asked the old lady.

"Madam, everything has been cleaned up as you ordered. Everything has been hung out to dry, and incense is burned every day."

As Aunt Zhang said this, she sighed silently. The old lady's memory was very poor recently. She asked about this one question eight times a day.

The court physician came to take the patient's pulse and found nothing unusual. He only prescribed some cough and phlegm-relieving medicine, saying that it was a tonic and that the patient should take it after the cough got better.

The yard where Old Madam Fu and her family lived was separated from the yard rented by Ji Xiaobei by another yard, which was her grandson's yard.

On weekdays, my grandson is busy with official duties and only stays for a few days a year.

When she heard that he was chosen by the emperor to be the magistrate of Anzhou, the old lady was so happy that she couldn't sleep well for several nights.

"Madam Zhang, I'm going to take a walk in that yard!" said the old lady.

The old lady hadn't moved for a whole day. When she finally tried to move, Aunt Zhang held her arm and said, "Okay! Okay! Put on some clothes. It's windy outside!"

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Next door, Ji Xiaobei parked his donkey cart at the door.

Several boys rushed to the backyard and drank some cold water.

When Mrs. Lin saw the thing that looked like a small hill, her eyes almost fell out.

Just go out for a while and buy so much?

"Mom, they are all useful!" Ji Xiaobei quickly added.

Mrs. Lin called Mrs. Huang to come out and move things.

Ji Xiaobei had been busy all day and was extremely tired. His legs were a little swollen.

Mrs. Lin spread out the bedding for her and let her rest first.

The others rested for a while and started to move things downstairs.

It has everything, so complete!

"Mom, let's have stewed lamb chops for dinner!" Ji Xiaobei pushed open the window and shouted outside.

"What are you stewing?" Mrs. Lin was moving things and was sweating all over. She was busy and chattering so I couldn't hear clearly.

"Let's have...stewed...lamb...chops...in the evening!" Ji Xiaobei shouted again.

Old Mrs. Fu, who had just stepped into the yard next door, shuddered all over and looked up at the sky.

Nanny Zhang quickly supported her.

"Madam, it's Miss Ji from next door!" said Aunt Zhang, patting her back a few times.

"Well, this kid has a loud voice. Do you have any lamb chops at home? I want to eat stewed lamb chops tonight, too!"

Mrs. Fu said.

"Ah! Old lady, you are coughing, you can't eat anything that makes you irritated!"

Aunt Zhang was surprised and delighted...