Chapter 56: Little Return Home (Chinese)

When he came back, Chen He no longer had the appearance of his strict father just now, and laughed: "Chaosheng really knows how to protect his father's face."

Silent and laughed and cried: "Are you getting better today?"

Chen He nodded and said, "I have a lot of energy on my body, and I guess I can walk in a few days."

"No hurry, let's talk about it after you're well." Chen Si whispered while packing some tonics from the house: "I'll go see the eldest son."

"Get more." Chen He smiled and said, "The ones who came back from Jirentang had not finished eating yet, and Mr. Shen brought a lot of them to him." As he said, he pointed to his face and said, "Miss Seven said yesterday that my face was red and radiant. Did you think I had made up for it?"

He nodded silently and said, "I feel that it's too much." Then he put all kinds of supplements in a cloth bag and held it in his hand and said, "Let's rest, I'll leave."

"When will you come back? Will you wait for you to have a meal?"

"Let's wait, wait, wait, don't wait if you can't wait." Leaving an irresponsible sentence, he silently flashed out of the door.

"A irritable brat!" Chen He cursed with a smile.

The crowd in the yard did not dissipate, and it took a lot of effort to get out of silence. He didn't understand why these people were standing here, why they didn't go up or leave, as if they were waiting for something. Later he realized that today Mr. Shen opened a sermon to celebrate the victory, and these aunts and sisters came to queue up for free. The reason why they were waiting in their yard... Maybe they felt that they would be more reasonable to eat here later.

After leaving Yongchangfang and continuing to walk east, we gradually left the prosperous area. The black tiles and pink walls and neat and exquisite two- and three-story buildings completely disappeared, and were replaced by low and dilapidated bungalows... The climate in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is humid, and it is very painful to live in bungalows. During a long rainy season, people and things will grow beautiful green hairs together.

Therefore, the entire Jiangsu and Zhejiang residential houses are mainly small buildings, and people live on the upper floors to avoid being wet and wet. However, for middle and lower houses who cannot afford to build buildings, they can only endure it first... and then save money to build buildings, or keep tolerating them.

But they are by no means the worst. Some poor people cannot even build bungalows, so they can only "build a house" by a more remote river. These four words look beautiful, but when they are put into practice, they are helpless... The so-called building a house is to build a cottage... The roof is made of dried straw woven into straw, inlaid like fish scales; the beams are thick bamboo; the columns supporting the roof are thicker bamboo; the walls of the house are made of adobe walls called dry-burned by northerners.

Such a straw hut can only be regarded as a place to accommodate him. He even sheltered from wind and rain was not qualified. A typhoon could sweep it to Ryukyu. But a month ago, Chen Mo and Shen He lived in such a straw hut, and Yao's eldest son's family still live here.

Following the memory, he walked through this real shanty town, and silently saw the small straw hut where he lived. He stood there and saw a new owner inside. He gave up the idea of ​​going in and looking away, walked away gently, and did not look back.

After a while, I arrived at the eldest son's house. What made Chen Si very depressed was that it was as lively as a market. Standing at the gate and looking into the bright and bright house, Wow! The wives and men of the neighbors gathered together, were asking the eldest son happily, what abuse had been treated in Shanyin, what accommodation conditions were, and whether there were too many rice or stones in the meal? I had to ask repeatedly for details, as if I was very envious of the eldest son being arrested by the underworld.

Seeing the eldest son's parents bringing tea and water inside, I couldn't help feeling guilty in my heart. If the eldest son hadn't visited him, if he hadn't gone to the City God Temple to find the old man, he wouldn't have had a conflict with Tiger Head, nor would he be arrested, which would have frightened his parents.

But when you reach the door, you can't go back? At worst, you can just let his parents slap a few times and vent their anger. Chen Si had to bite the bullet and go in.

When they heard someone coming in, everyone in the room turned their heads in one go. The old neighbors looked very good. They recognized the silence as soon as they were stunned. They were so excited that they couldn't help themselves. They surrounded them with a huh, so excited that they didn't know what to say. Yao's eldest son, who was still popular just now, was abandoned like a shabby. His lost expression made Chen Jing, who was neglected, laugh and secretly shouted joy.

There are many old neighbors than those in the Shen family compound who only talk but don’t practice. While shouting around the silent "tide grows, tide grows short", they asked the woman to go home and bring all the delicious food. The intimacy made him feel very comfortable.

The eldest son's parents also enthusiastically set up tables and chairs, and there was no intention of complaining about him at all. This made Chen Mo even more embarrassed. He sued everyone, hooked up and called Chen Jing to his side, and whispered: "Do you have any money on him?"

Chen Jing took a step back vigilantly and said with anger: "Is there any idea of ​​hitting my wallet again?"

"Haha..." Silent laughed dryly, "Let's turn around first, wait for the bet to be paid, and you will be deducted from my share."

Chen Jing then breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and touched his arms for a while, saying, "How much do you want?"

"Not to talk about this for now," Chen Si shook his head and said, "You will bring people to buy some cooked food and buy a tank of rice wine. I will invite these neighbors to dinner."

Chen Jing nodded and said, "Okay, ask someone to follow me." These days, he has been used to being instructed by silence to run around, and of course he is willing to run around.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke silently, the old neighbors disagreed and said, "Chaosheng, you are equivalent to returning to your hometown as a guest. We should do our best to do our best to make you spend money?"

"It's okay." Chen Si shook his head and smiled, "I should invite you elders if you don't say two families." The two sides repeatedly tug-of-warned and went there, "I don't care whether you eat or not, I'll buy it first."
Chapter completed!