The new book of the burning prairie star

After Yang Biao finished washing clothes, he returned to the study, picked up a book, read for a while, and stood up again. He felt strange that he did not refuse the embrace of the village head. Maybe his original subconscious was still there. He had a feeling for the village head, maybe gratitude. Gratitude for the village head's concern for him came from his awareness of the existence of all things. Gratitude is not necessarily something that is displayed afterwards, but may also be a deep, personal state of concern, showing that he understands and is competent for the innate nature of life.

"Well, good morning, mother!" The next day, Yang Biao just opened the door and saw Xiao Zhang standing in front of his door. It felt like she had been standing there for a long time. There were still some bloodshot eyes, "Mom, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Well," Xiao Zhang hesitated for a moment. She couldn't sleep last night. She kept thinking about what happened in the past two years. One by one, she flashed before her eyes. "Brother Biao, I'll go to the county town with you!" She thought it over. It didn't matter if she suffered a little grievance. This was how her life would be. But her children couldn't do that. They had many possibilities in life. They couldn't just let others bully them, especially their so-called relatives.

"Really?" This was a pleasant surprise for Yang Biao. "I'll go wake up Xiaohua." Just as he finished speaking, he heard a familiar sweet voice. "No need to wake her up. I'm already up." Yang Xiaohua smiled at Xiao Zhang. Her smile was so sweet that it made people feel that this world was really beautiful.

"Is Yang Lin not awake yet?" Yang Xiaohua looked at the yard and did not see her brother. "I'll go call him to get up," she said and ran away in a hurry.

Then I heard the roar of a lion, "Yang Lin, get up quickly!"

"Oh, how will she get married in the future?" Mrs. Zhang was worried about her daughter's future marriage because of her heartless and crazy behavior.

"Mom, don't worry about my sister. Everyone has their own marriage fate." Yang Xiaohua is so young now, and her mother is already thinking about her future marriage. If this were put in modern times, she would still be a fourth-grade elementary school student. It's too outrageous.

"We just need to take two pots with us, we don't need to bring anything else." Although Yang Biao said so, Xiao Zhang still put all the tools for making cold noodles on the mule cart. Her son had no choice but to let her go.

"Brother Biao, are you leaving now?" The village head and his wife were standing at the door of their house, watching Yang Biao driving past their house.

"Well, Uncle Lizheng, I'll leave my house to Uncle Jinxue." Yang Biao greeted the old couple with a smile. After thinking for a while, he decided to get out of the car and talk. "Uncle Lizheng, I'll come back to see the sorghum in the village after it's fermented. You just need to prepare the tools first."

"Yes, OK, I remember!" The headman nodded. Seeing the iron pot and utensils for making cold noodles on the mule cart, he knew that he would have to make cold noodles when he went to the county town, so he urged him, "Hurry up, or you will not be able to make it to the dock in time for business."

"Oh, okay, see you next time, Uncle Zheng!" Yang Biao then returned to the car and picked up the reins. Xiao Zhang and Yang Xiaohua and their brother and sister also waved goodbye to the old couple in the car.

"Hey, old man, why do I feel that little Zhang will not come back after going to the county town this time?" The headman's wife said what she suddenly felt like, and couldn't help laughing at why she had such an inexplicable feeling. His family was still building the house, and they would move back in after it was completed.

"You are just bored and have nothing to do!" The head of the village said to his wife rudely. Biao Ge'er's house was still under construction, so how could Xiao Zhang not come back to live with her son in the future.

"Hey, you old man, are you itching for trouble?" The wife of the village head reached out to pinch her husband's arm.

"Hiss," the village chief felt the pain and begged for mercy, "Old woman, I apologize to you, please stop pinching me, it hurts so much!"

"Brother Biao, how come this yard is smaller than the yards in the village?" Little Zhang was a little confused. Wasn't the county town said to be very big? It was also her first time to go so far away, and to the county town. As a result, she was a little disappointed to see that the yard in the county town was so small.

"The money we have can only allow us to rent a house like this one nearby. If mother thinks it is too small, I will wait until I earn more money and buy a bigger house for her to live in." Yang Biao also felt that the house was too small, but he had so little money and he still owed Manager Liu 500 taels of silver, so what else did he want?

"This is good, as long as there is enough room for the family," Xiao Zhang comforted her eldest son, "I'm going to go make cold noodles first, and I'll clean up the house after I'm done." She had to hurry up to help her children make money so that the whole family could live a better life.

"Well, OK," Yang Biao agreed. He was going to start making sorghum wine. Some of the sorghum in Yangjia Village had not yet been fermented. The fermented ones were steamed in the village yesterday and will be delivered to Huanxi Restaurant later. There are still a few batches of sorghum at home that need to be made in the village. Just bring the finished products here. As for the wine made by the villagers, apart from providing technical support, it has nothing to do with him. Let the head of the village worry about it.

"Mom, you really came to the county town?" Qin Xiaoran was very surprised by Xiao Zhang's arrival. She thought that Xiao Zhang, who was socially anxious, would never leave the place where she had lived for many years. After all, she had been with Xiao Zhang for such a long time and knew that she was the same kind of person as herself and was also afraid of getting along with strangers. She would feel particularly uncomfortable and unaccustomed.

"Xiao Ran, where do you work in the county?" Xiao Zhang was also very happy to see Qin Xiaoran, and asked her what she was doing.

"I'm learning how to cut clothes in the cloth shop in front. Xiaohua, come with me. It's very interesting." Qin Xiaoran pulled Yang Xiaohua, and was very happy that this little friend had moved in. She thought she would be alone in the future and start living alone again.

"Yeah," Yang Xiaohua also smiled and nodded. This county town is great. As long as you have money, you can eat whatever you want. It's not like in the village, where you don't know where to buy anything with money in your hand. "Let's go to the intersection to buy some crispy meat."

"Okay," Qin Xiaoran agreed immediately, but then she remembered something and turned her gaze to Yang Biao. Seeing that he was not angry, she asked weakly, "Yang Biao, I want to go out and buy something, is that okay?"

"Well, go ahead!" Yang Biao agreed with a smile, "You don't need to ask me for everything. Just remember to bring the two guards I hired for you when you go out in the future. The public security in Wenchang County is a bit unstable. I will worry about you if there is no one to protect you."

"Oh, I see!" Qin Xiaoran was so happy. She looked at Yang Biao with sparkling eyes, then pulled Yang Xiaohua out. The female guard standing next to them followed them out at Yang Biao's signal.