The old hen is stewed on a very hot day, the soup is sticky, and a layer of yellow oil floats on it.

Looks greasy.

But the villagers and villagers don’t have oil and water in their stomachs, so they like to be greasy.

Wang Qilin, who was preparing to serve, looked at the chicken soup and the busy mother and sisters, and hesitated.

Seeing this, Xu Da took the soup basin and poured half a pot of soup out, then took out the chicken legs and put them on the plate and said, "Give it to your mother and the others."

Wang Qilin's sixth sister Wang Liuqiao whispered: "There is not much soup."

Xu Da took a kettle and poured half a basin of water into it.

The fried rooster couldn't make any fraud, but there was taro in the rooster, so Xu picked out some chicken nuggets and put the chicken head and butt picked out by Wang Lu's.

Wang Qilin reached out to his shoulder and smiled, and Xu Da shook his eyebrows at him again.

But the villagers are not stupid, they can pick the chopsticks into the vegetables and you will know what's going on.

Someone wanted to complain, but Xu Da started to move with all his strength. He flew his chopsticks and picked chickens, heads and butts, and he didn't bother him. The rhythm was flying.

Seeing this, the others didn't care about what they said and quickly robbed them.

The next morning, Wang Qilin followed Wang Liuwu to the ancestral grave to burn paper and burn incense, and then he was about to go to Lujiazhuang to see the girl.

Wang Lu's mother's family is Lujiazhuang. Twenty-seven years ago, Wang Liuwu used five kilograms of rice as a dowry and got married home.

Speaking of the past, Wang Liuwu squatted on the ground and sighed: "If you want to marry Miss Lu, you will probably have to use five kilograms of copper baht."

Wang Qilin brought a basin of water and placed it on the ground to wash his feet. The water in the basin was vaguely fluctuated, and he was in a daze.

The clear water in the basin reflects the face of a young man, which is ordinary.

But when he went to Earth in his dream, he saw several similar faces on TV and newspapers. Some of the owners of those faces were called Yang Guo, some were called Xiang Shaolong, and some were called Gu Zai.

This makes him fall into a brief confusion every time he sees himself.

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterfly confusion.

Could it be that it is my past and future life?

Xu Da came over and snatched the basin and wiped his face a few times: "Why does the water here taste a little?"

Wang Qilin said: "Maybe it's because this is a foot wash basin."

Xie Fauti, who was rinsing his mouth, squirted out a mouthful of salt water.

There are only two villages between Lujiazhuang and Dawang Village, not far away.

The specific name of Lu Caizhu was forgotten. Their ancestors have always been very rich. Half of the land in Lujiazhuang belongs to their family, so every leader in their family is called Lu Caizhu.

Among the thatched huts in the village, the rich man's blue brick and red tiles courtyard is particularly grand. Their family also maintains a housekeeper like the wealthy family in the county town.

Wang Liuwu went to knock on the door, and the butler wearing a square scarf recognized him, then looked at Wang Qilin from head to toe and said, "Are you the young man who entered the Tingtianjian in Dawang Village who was a Youxingxing?"

Wang Qilin said: "Little Seal."

The housekeeper didn't understand what he meant: "Ah?"

Wang Liuwu smiled habitually and said, "My son is not You Xing now. He was promoted to Xiao Yin!"

Finally, the tone will be sharpened.

You Xing and Lishi are just like the yamen runners in the yamen. They are not considered officials, but at most they are clerks.

But the small seal is a formal official, among which the small seal is the ninth rank. This official position sounds very small, but it is enough to walk horizontally in the county, let alone in the countryside.

The new Han Dynasty was harsh in the administration of officials and those who dared to take office were punished severely.

So the butler had no doubts and quickly bent down and asked them to come in. He ran quickly to inform his master.

Wang Qilin was about to walk in.

The half-open door opened slowly, and the threshold shook for a while.

The wind blowing in brings a cold and unbearable air.

He immediately turned back vigilantly.

Nothing was found.

At this time, the housekeeper ran back with a groan and reached out to greet him with great sincerity: "Please sit down and rest quickly. Our master is chopping wood, and he will come out after wiping the handle!"

This is how the landlords in the village are, and they have to go to the fields to work by themselves during the busy farming season.

The father and son went to the living room. Soon, the rich man Lu, who was not tall but had a strong body, came in happily.

He was about to speak when a woman's voice sounded behind him: "Wang Liuwu, is your son an official? Is this true? Are you here to find my husband and I happy?"

Wang Liuwu hurriedly stood up: "Don't dare, don't dare."

When Wang Qilin met Lu Caizhu for the first time, he was disappointed when he saw his short figure and small eyes and big mouth.

As an ugly father, if a daughter wants to have a beautiful child, how beautiful is she to be a mother?

He looked behind Lu Caizhu with hope, and then the tall and tall old lady came out.

With broad shoulders, heroic chest, thick waist and big butts, and wild facial features, Wang Qilin really wanted to stand up and hold his fists on the spot and say: Goodbye.

No wonder his father got up and responded when he heard someone’s question just now. He was afraid that the answer would be too late and he would be dissatisfied. He could rub his small intestine into bitter intestines after one punch.

Wang Liuwu seemed to know what his son was thinking, and he whispered: "Don't worry, I've asked. Miss Lu is a great beauty and likes to dance. She went to the county lantern festival on the Lantern Festival this year, and then she got confused by two scholars and came back."

Wang Qilin's face turned up: "Dad, where do you want to go? My son is interested in character, his appearance and figure are all passing clouds, and his beauty is full of dry bones in an instant. How can I not understand this principle?"

The rich man Lu and his wife sat down, and then the rich man's wife began to sweep Wang Qilin like a radar.

I want to sweep from the south to the north, and I also want to sweep from white to black.

Maybe it was an illusion, Wang Qilin felt her eyes narrow.

Jie Niang is not like a good silver!

Caizhu Lu was a person who had seen the world. He did not mention his children's marriage directly, but drank tea and talked about farm work with Wang Liuwu.

The atmosphere was relaxed by them. The rich man rolled his eyes when he was dissatisfied, covered his mouth with a handkerchief and said angrily: "You two are just talking about the work in the field. Should you also talk about the children's lifelong affairs?"

Wang Qilin vaguely heard a dry retching outside the door.

He was about to check carefully when the rich man Lu greeted him and said, "What Madam said is very true. I have neglected Lord Wang. In this way, Madam, go and take Yuan'er out to meet Lord Wang and let them chat with them too."

An exciting time has come.

Wang Qilin raised his teacup to drink water and used the teacup cover to protect his eyes.

The rich man's wife came out soon after entering the inner house, followed by a young girl in a long red and white dress.

This girl is not very beautiful, but her eyebrows are pretty, her cheeks are white, and her eyes are filled with a shy smile, which makes her look like a lady Asoki.

Then, as he stared affectionately, the girl stood at the door with her hands down, and a short and fat girl came in.

The rich man Lu added the rich man's wife and divided by two, which is Wang Qilin's impression of the girl behind him.

There is no need to introduce who is the main person at a glance.

Wang Liuwu swallowed his saliva and whispered: "Son, my ancestors said that it is easy to raise a bad boy and an ugly girl, and a crooked date is delicious. This lady of the Lu family is ugly..."

At this time, Miss Lu sat shyly across from them. Wang Qilin hurriedly whispered to his father: "Dad, it doesn't matter whether it is ugly or not. The main reason is that I like dry bones, there is too much meat!"

The wind blew at the door, and two laughs floated in in a daze.

The laughter seemed to be made by someone pinching his throat.

But the yard outside is empty and there is absolutely no one!

But this was not his illusion. Wang Liuwu, Lu Qianzhu and the pretty maid subconsciously looked out.

Wang Qilin subconsciously walked out, and the rich man's wife misunderstood his meaning: "Stop! Where else do you want to run when you enter my door?"

Several people were stunned, and the rich lady quickly changed her words: "What's wrong? She wants to run away without saying a word? She doesn't like my daughter? She dislikes my daughter as ugly when she becomes an official? Haha, man!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't stop: "How can I not understand you men? They all like young and beautiful girls. Yes, my daughter is not beautiful. If you want to be beautiful, go find General Huang's granddaughter!"

"But I remind you, if you want to marry the Huang family's granddaughter, you must hurry up. She was entangled by a ghost and killed several people in the family. If you go too late, you will be able to marry a ghost..."

Hearing this, the rich man Lu's expression changed drastically: "Shut up! Why do you dare to say anything, your wife? Shut up!"

Miss Lu was shocked by her mother's words. She quickly ate two apples and a sweet cake to suppress her shock: "Mom, stop talking, I'm afraid."

Wang Qilin comforted her and said, "Miss Lu, don't be afraid. Your yang energy is as vast as a fire, and even if there are ghosts, you will not be able to get close to your body."
Chapter completed!