Chapter 383 I have special chatting skills
The scene of an endless stream of carriages in Xiahe Village lasted for more than ten days before it gradually became quiet. Zhu Ping'an's mother, Mrs. Chen, had not had time to leave the house until this time. There had been an endless stream of cars and people coming and going in the past few days, and Mrs. Chen couldn't leave the house.
Ms. Chen is in her forties this year, but she looks as if she is in her thirties, especially since she has been in a good mood recently, her complexion is plump and healthy, and she looks even more youthful.
The women in the village who are similar in age to Chen are almost all turned into aunts by the butcher's knife of time. Whenever these people see Chen, they can't help but look at her with envy. , and he was also full of praise for Mr. Chen.
Every time at this time, Mrs. Chen always shakes his head and laughs, but the joy and pride on his face cannot be concealed.
Mrs. Chen has lived a very comfortable life during this period. After Zhu Ping'an won the election last time, the Zhu family's life has been different day by day. Now the Zhu family has hundreds of acres of fertile land, and more than 60 acres of good paddy fields, and this That’s not even counting the land that was donated. If those were included, it would be even more. In addition to the fields, the house has also been renovated and looks much better than the top landlord's house in the village.
Because there are so many fields, although there are people who contribute and tenants to take care of them, they still have to be looked after. Father Zhu himself also likes to farm, so he stopped driving the oxcart and took care of the fields instead. Looking at the family fields.
The job of driving back and forth to town now falls on Zhu Pingan's eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan. This is also a profitable job, and Mrs. Chen is reluctant to leave it to others.
The eldest son successfully married a daughter-in-law. Although the younger couple is always tired of being together, they have not forgotten their mother.
Especially when the news of her youngest son Zhong Huiyuan came out a few days ago, Chen's happiness was overwhelming.
Apart from worrying about how her younger son was doing in the capital, Ms. Chen could say that she was happy all day long.
"Juan'er, look after the house for us. Mom goes out for a walk." Ms. Chen took a shoe sole in her hand, put on her needle and thread and stood at the door to tell her eldest daughter-in-law.
"Okay mother, please bring this small stool with you. You will get tired if you stand for a long time." The eldest daughter-in-law moved a small stool made of bamboo and caught up with Mrs. Chen and said.
"Okay, just rest in your room and stop making clothes. You have already made two sets for me, your father and Dachuan. Don't tire your eyes out."
Mrs. Chen is very satisfied with this eldest daughter-in-law. She has a big butt and is easy to give birth to. She works quickly and knows how to get things done. She is not as stupid as Dachuan.
"It's okay, I'm not tired, mother." The eldest daughter-in-law smiled and shook her head.
"You girl, you don't even know how to enjoy your blessings. Listen to me, you can do whatever you want, don't worry." Mrs. Chen said angrily.
“Hey.”
The eldest daughter-in-law nodded and smiled shyly.
After Mrs. Chen told her eldest daughter-in-law to take care of her, she went out with satisfaction, carrying a small bamboo stool, shoe soles and needlework, and went to a place where several familiar women usually gathered.
Sure enough, when Mrs. Chen arrived, there were already seven or eight familiar women sitting there. They were either picking up shoe soles, spinning threads, or moving a large basket to sift rice. In short, everyone was sitting together and doing work. Chatting and having fun.
"Ah, Mother Ping An, you are willing to give up." An aunt saw Mrs. Chen coming and said hello.
“I couldn’t get away from home the past few days.” Ms. Chen said with a smile.
"Look, I'm not just talking nonsense. Do you think Ping'an is getting younger again?" Another aunt looked at Mrs. Chen and hurriedly hit the sister-in-law next to her with her hands.
"No, Ping'an is about the same age as me. I have become a yellow-faced woman. Ping'an doesn't look old at all, she looks like a young daughter-in-law in her early thirties." The sister-in-law looked at her. He glanced at Mrs. Chen and couldn't help but click his tongue.
"How could it be possible? Look at what you are talking about. I am already over forty." Chen's face was full of joy, but she shook her head and denied with a smile.
"I'm not lying. Mother Ping'an, no matter who you ask, you have to say this." The sister-in-law said with confidence.
Others nodded in agreement.
"You guys just work together to deceive me." Although Chen refused repeatedly, the joy on her face could not be concealed.
Ms. Chen sat down to collect the soles of her shoes, and everyone started chatting again. Even though it was a small mountain village, there was a lot of gossip nearby. There were wild boars in the neighboring Wangjia Village a few days ago, and who was in what village? My daughter-in-law had a quarrel with her mother-in-law, Sister-in-law Li's big dog gave birth to a litter of puppies again, etc. Any topic can keep everyone talking for a long time.
Mrs. Chen sat and collected the soles of her shoes and listened to people chatting. After listening for a long time, Ms. Chen didn't hear what she wanted to hear. She didn't hear everyone talking about Zhu Ping'an's Zhonghui Yuan. This made her very nervous. The rhetorical Chen has a sense of dragon-slaying magic, and has developed the ability to slay dragons, but unfortunately there is no dragon.
But it doesn’t matter, Chen has special chatting skills.
For example, now, while everyone was chatting, Chen spoke.
"His aunt, you see the weather is quite nice today." Mrs. Chen looked at the busy people and said quietly.
“Yes, it’s pretty good.”
"Well, I'm fine."
Everyone looked up at the sky, nodded, and replied.
After hearing everyone's replies, Chen spoke again, her voice full and clear.
“Look at that cloud.”
Ms. Chen put down the soles of her shoes, pointed at a white cloud in the sky, and then asked in a full and clear voice:
"Do you think that cloud
does it look like my youngest son who was admitted to Huiyuan?"
Aunts
that one in the sky pointed by Chen I was embarrassed to see the white cloud. I just stretched it casually, and it didn’t have any shape yet.
Look at that cloud, does it look like my youngest son who was admitted to Huiyuan? One sentence may seem casual, but it can make a difference, get to the point, and hit the nail on the head. Chen's question successfully brought the topic to Zhu Pingan Zhonghui Yuan, and the topic of everyone's chat revolved around Zhu Pingan.
"Yeah, yes, by the way, Mrs. Ping'an, your family has passed the Huiyuan exam. When will you come back?"
"I see that many carriages are going to your house these days, and they all rush to give You give things to people, and it’s nice to see what they wear. What are they doing?”
“Ping’an Lang? What is Huiyuan used for?”
“Mother Ping’an, you are so blessed. Is Mr. Ping’an going to be an official now?”
Looking at everyone’s questions. , the smile on Mrs. Chen’s face never stopped, and she answered everyone one by one, with high spirits, not to mention how positive she was.
In the following time, everyone's topic was fixed on Huiyuan + Zhu Ping'an. As soon as everyone changed the topic, Chen could always use similar methods to change the topic again, and she never tired of it.
PS: Although I am a little embarrassed, I still ask for a monthly ticket. It is almost the end of the month and everyone who has a monthly ticket can vote for me. Seeing that the monthly ticket was left behind, Tihu was a little unhappy. (End of this chapter)