The road to wealth of a peasant widow

When Chen Cui arrived at the grocery store, Chen Dahe had been waiting for a long time.

He was sitting in a utility room in the backyard, holding a teacup in his hand. He sipped the hot tea in it while looking up at the ox cart in the yard.

He saw Chen Cui carrying a chicken coop into the yard, and quickly put down the teacup and took it over.

"Sister, I told you that we should go together. This cage of chickens is so heavy, I should be the one carrying it."

Chen Dahe loaded the chicken cages into the car and muttered to Chen Cui.

"It's okay. It's not that heavy. Let's go and have a meal, and then come back to catch the bus." Chen Cui shook her sore arm and said pretending not to care.

After leaving the house, she saw that Chen Dahe had nothing in his hands and there seemed to be nothing in the car, so she asked curiously, "Dahe, where are the things you bought?"

Chen Dahe scratched his head embarrassedly: "My wife said she likes saving money the most, so I didn't buy anything, thinking that she would be happy when I give her the money."

Although the Chen family did not split up and the three branches lived and ate together, the two elders of the Chen family also knew that their sons had grown up and each family had children. In addition to the collective work at home, each branch kept its own income as a small treasury for the family.

The three sons of the Chen family are all honest and hardworking. After finishing their own work, they occasionally help others plant crops or build houses, so they can always earn some income at the end of the year.

The money of the third branch of the Chen family was managed by his wife, Zhu. Chen Dahe just worked and gave all the money he earned to his wife. He had thought about using his wages to buy his wife a hair ornament or something, so he asked her what kind she liked.

Zhu felt sweet but also felt sorry for the money, so she quickly said, "I don't like anything except money. I will be happy if you give me all the money. Why buy those things?"

She thought, the two boys in the family are both strong and active, and they grow up fast, so the clothes they make will be torn after a short time, which wastes a lot of fabric. If she has the money, she can save it to cut fabric and make clothes for her sons. It doesn't matter whether they wear flowers or not, as long as the man has this intention!

Chen Cui couldn't help but laugh secretly. What woman doesn't like to wear flowers? Zhu was just worried about the money, but Daha, this straight man, really thought that he didn't like his wife!

So Chen Cui took the opportunity to teach him the principle of a woman's duplicity, and told him that he should listen to his wife depending on what the matter was, and not just do whatever she said.

Chen Dahe frowned and asked in confusion: "How can I know when she is saying one thing and thinking another? What should I listen to and what should I not listen to? How can I tell the difference?"

Chen Cui was stunned by the question and didn't know how to make him understand for a moment, so she sighed and said helplessly: "Forget it, you should just listen to your wife in everything and don't bother to argue."

Chen Dahe wiped away the doubts on his face and became happy: "Sister, I not only listen to my wife, but also to you. I will do whatever you say."

Chen Cui: “…”

After lunch, the two of them went to the grocery store to drive the ox cart, loaded the clay stove she bought, and started heading home.

It was mid-afternoon when they got home. They knocked on the door for a long time before someone opened it. It turned out that the three children were cutting branches in the backyard, so they didn't hear anything.

When the children saw their mother and uncle coming home, they stopped what they were doing and went forward to help carry things.

Changping saw several chickens in the cage and realized that his mother had bought them specially for laying eggs. He happily carried them to the backyard and scattered them one by one in the chicken coop, putting them together with the original chickens in the house.

Changfu deliberately sprinkled more rice bran into the stone trough, muttering: "Chicken, chicken, eat more, lay more eggs!"

This small red clay stove also attracted everyone's attention. Chang'an couldn't wait to go to the backyard to shovel some charcoal and put it in, then stuffed some firewood and lit it with a flint.

The charcoals were just of poor quality, but their combustion was not affected. They soon burned red and became hot, causing the water in the teapot on top to steam.

And sitting around the stove, you feel warm and comfortable.

After trying it, Chen Cui was very satisfied and felt that the money was well spent.

Chen Cui gave all the snacks and candies to Chang Ping, and told him: "Your sister is still young, she can't eat these things, keep them for yourselves, don't just give them to Chang An and Chang Fu, eat them yourself too, if you don't eat them, they will be embarrassed to eat them."

Chang Ping was a little ashamed: "I don't know, I thought my sister would definitely like such delicious food. I will pay attention next time."

He almost did something bad with good intentions. Fortunately, these snacks did not have any bad effect on his sister, otherwise he would have felt so guilty.

"She is too young. This has too much oil and sugar in it. It is not suitable for her. She should wait until she is older before eating it."

Chen Cui did not lie. In modern times, it is indeed not suitable for such young babies to eat such high-fat and high-sugar foods, but in ancient times when supplies were scarce, she was not sure whether it was also the case.

But for the sake of safety, to let the child grow up healthily, and for the sake of An Changping's brothers' hearts, so that they can eat snacks without any burden, she had to say this.

"Mom, uncle, please try it, this snack is delicious!"

Changfu held a piece of dessert in one hand and handed it to Chen Cui and Chen Dahe, almost bringing it to their mouths.

Chen Dahe instinctively tried to dodge and refuse, but Chen Cui took it and put it in her mouth, chewing it hard, and said to him incoherently: "Dahe, the child gave it to you, so just eat it, don't refuse it."

Chen Dahe had no choice but to take it in his hand, put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. Hmm, it was so sweet, fragrant, and soft. It tasted so good!

He decided that next time he went home, he would buy a box of this snack for his sons, and also for his parents. He would also give them something they could eat and let them have a taste of it, which would show his thoughtfulness.

Thinking of the things his sister bought for the family last time, Chen Dahe felt a little regretful. Why didn’t he think of buying something for the family today? Alas, his brain is still not working well enough!

After a night's rest, Chen Cui led the whole family to start hard work again.

She asked Dahe to take Changping to the mountain to cut trees, and she took Changan and Changfu to build charcoal piles at home, with the two teams working together.

Although the people are still the same, this time the work feels easier than before, because the newly purchased axes and saws play a big role in it, allowing them to better divide the work, improving work efficiency and making the work smoother.

In this way, five days passed, and they burned charcoal twice and produced a lot of finished charcoal. The quality was pretty good. After sorting, they packed them into bags separately, and finally gathered them together and put them on the ox cart.

Another early morning, Chen Cui and Chen Dahe set out at night, driving a ox cart to the county town.