Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

Feng Zhi rolled up his sleeves, put a piece of cloth on his back, stood in a horse stance, took a deep breath, and carried a slab of pork on his back.

"Let's let one let, let one let!"

Feng Zhi trotted into the living room carrying the pork and put it on the table.

"Wow, it's quite heavy!" Feng Zhi washed his hands to remove the lard.

Seeing this, Yun Zhixia was a little surprised. After not seeing her uncle for a while, he looked stronger.

When Yun Zhixia asked, Feng Zhi wanted to wipe away his sad tears.

Since he started working under Fang Zhixu, he was only given one tael of the five taels of silver per month, and the remaining four taels were given to Old Man Feng.

I don’t need to say all this. I have been working as a waiter for two months. I work hard during the day and have to learn to read at night!

You have to learn, or you’ll be beaten!

After he had endured two months and finally felt a little better, he realized that the inhuman Xu had started looking for someone to teach him kung fu!

Now, he had to work during the day and learn kung fu and literacy at night, which made him exhausted.

Originally he was thinking of pretending to be sick to get away with it, but who would have thought that Xu directly hired a doctor and a cook to serve him personally!

There was no other way, Feng Zhi had to grit his teeth and endure it, because there was a spy named Aqin by his side!

In this way, he endured until the New Year, and his health became better and better and stronger.

After saying that, Feng Zhida complained: "Zhizhi, tell me if this is infuriating or not, you are so tired!"

Hearing this, Yun Zhixia glanced at Feng Zhi with a guilty conscience and agreed seriously: "It's really too much!"

"But my uncle is getting stronger now, which is a good thing. If I meet a good girl tomorrow, I can find an aunt for her!"

Speaking of this, Feng Zhi shook his head nonchalantly: "Let's wait until your uncle makes enough money. I can't let the girl suffer with me."

"Come and try the fried dough twists!"

Mrs. Wang was holding a large winnowing basket filled with golden fried dough twists, which smelled delicious.

Everyone didn't hesitate to take the fried dough twist and started eating.

Bang...

The fried dough twist is golden and attractive, crispy and delicious when you bite it, and has a rich fragrance when you chew it, making you want to have another bite.

As soon as Qian Sizheng arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he saw this lively scene. He straightened his clothes and walked in.

"Aunt, what delicious food are you making? It smells delicious."

"Zheng'er is here, come and try it."

Mrs. Wang came over with a winnowing basket and gave one to Qian Sizheng, and one to each of his attendants.

"Everyone try it!"

"Thank you, aunt!"

Mrs. Wang smiled and waved her hand, then went back to the house to fry other things.

"You guys chat, I'm going to go fry something first!"

Mahua, radish meatballs, chiba, pork belly and fried fish...

They were fried from dawn to dusk and everyone ate them all.

night

Mrs. Wang wiped the sweat from her head, packed a little of each thing, and handed them to the younger generations.

"Zhizhi, take the food to the aunts and uncles around, and let them have a taste!"

"okay!"

"it is good!"

"I'm going right now!"

Yun Zhixia and others carried the things and went to their neighbors' homes separately.

This is also the custom in Yunjia Village and the entire Dongqian Kingdom. Every family that fries something must share some with their neighbors.

In the past, the Yun family was poor and could only fry mixed noodle twists and mixed noodle meatballs and give them to their neighbors.

This year, the family conditions have improved, so Mrs. Wang thought of frying more delicious food and letting the neighbors try it.

After frying the food, Mrs. Wang took Ma and a few men into the kitchen to cook.

It was Chinese New Year, and there were lots of meat and vegetables at home. The few people worked quickly, washing, cutting, preparing and slicing vegetables. In less than half an hour, all the food was ready.

Ma wiped the sweat off her head, turned around and shouted, "Young men, get ready for dinner!"

Yun Zhixia and others quickly cleared the table and chairs, and brought the dishes to the table one by one.

There were so many people that we divided the table into two and everyone sat down without any hesitation.

After Mrs. Wang started eating, the three Yun Dashan brothers held up their wine glasses to entertain the guests.

After three rounds of drinks, Qian Sizheng glanced at Yun Xiuxiu at the next table, his eyes filled with tenderness.

He took out a piece of red paper from his bosom and handed it to Mrs. Wang, saying softly, "Aunt, this is a good day that I asked the monk from Mingjing Temple to predict. Please take a look."

"There are three dates in total: one is the sixth day of the first lunar month, one is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and the other is the tenth day of the second lunar month."

"I personally think that the sixteenth day of the first lunar month is a good day. What do you think?"

Wang Po was at a loss for a moment as she held the red paper. She agreed with Qian Sizheng's words in her heart, but she always felt that the woman should still be more reserved.

Qian Sizheng carefully looked at Wang Po's expression. Seeing that she was a little hesitant, he couldn't help but pull Yun Zhixia's sleeve and whispered carefully in her ear.

"Zhizhi, help me!"

Yun Zhixia nodded slightly, put down her chopsticks, looked at Wang Pozi with a smile, and suggested: "Grandma, how about the sixth day of the first lunar month? It's a good day."

Mrs. Wang shook her head: "The sixth day is still too early."

"Then it will be the 16th day of the first lunar month. It will be a good opportunity for me to have a few more days of intimacy with you!"

Yun Zhixia clapped her hands and calmed down.

"That's fine!"

Mrs. Wang put away the red paper and nodded with satisfaction.

Hearing this, Qian Sizheng was overjoyed and secretly gave Yun Zhixia a thumbs up.

After the wedding date was set, the atmosphere at the dinner table became better and more lively. After all, we would be a family from now on.

Feng Zhi sat next to him and was focused on eating. While he was eating, he noticed that Yun Dani next to him was moving slowly.

Remembering that Yun Dani was injured, he took her bowl and filled it with a whole bowl of food.

"Eat it!"

Looking at the pile of rice bowls in front of her, Yun Dani suddenly looked at Feng Zhi. This man is the third aunt's younger brother, and she didn't expect him to be so enthusiastic.

After this period of training, Feng Zhi no longer looked depressed, and his brows were more determined. He and Feng Yueniang were born of the same mother, so naturally they looked good.

Without the skinny and gambling-addicted look, Feng Zhi's wheat-colored skin, high nose bridge and rogue smile can also charm a group of girls.

Seeing that Yun Dani didn't eat and just stared at him, Feng Zhi put down his chopsticks and smiled roguely: "Forget it, I'll feed you!"

"Open your mouth, ah..."

shuh...

Everyone present looked over there, each with a strange expression on their face.

Noticing everyone's gaze, Yun Dani's face turned red, and she stammered, "No... no need, I... I can do it myself."

"Okay, then eat quickly."

Feng Zhi didn't feel anything. He shrugged and continued eating.

Yun Dani made a "hmm" sound from her throat, picked up the chopsticks and started eating bit by bit.

Feng Yue Niang looked at Feng Zhi and then at Yun Dani, and suddenly an idea popped into her mind, but when she looked at the young Yun Dani, she sighed.

My little brother is not worthy of him!