I was a young master in ancient times

Chapter 128 Can I Get Credit?

Under Fu Sanmei's nagging, Fu Chuan covered his ears and jumped into the bullock cart, "Okay, okay. I will remember to tell Yang Erlang. You should stay at home and help your mother do more work. Don't think about it all day long." get married."

Fu Sanmei was so angry that she pinched Fu Chuan's arm, "You're the one who talks too much." She turned her head and saw Fu Ershan climbed onto the bullock cart, and asked suspiciously, "Is there still work in this county?"

"Looking for a job." Fu Ershan smiled honestly, "I will follow Xiao Chuan to study in the county. The school will start soon."

Fu Sanmei pursed her lips and warned, "Don't be like your elder brother in the county. Mother said, I will marry you this month. You have to figure it out yourself."

"I know, I know." Fu Ershan muttered, "I'm not Fu Dahe." Fu Dahe made such a fuss a few years ago, he changed his wife, but it made them brothers and sisters miserable.In the past one or two years, it was time for Fu Ershan and Fu Sanmei to find a partner. He made such a fuss and ruined the reputation of the entire Fu family.The impact on Fu Ershan is particularly great.

People who originally had their eyes on Fu Ershan and Fu Sanmei hesitated, and they had to think carefully.What if the daughter is married to the Fu family, and later the Fu family falls in love with someone else, and a letter of divorce drives the daughter back, what will the daughter do?

After a one-month holiday at the magazine office, print sales resumed normal.While most people were still immersed in the happy New Year atmosphere, Ankang, Huzi and Chen Ziche started to get busy again.The recruitment of workers on the farm is on the agenda. The fruit seedlings ordered in the neighboring county last fall will have to be picked up in half a month, and the farm is planning to build a new house.

Mrs. An hasn't seen Ankang for three days. I heard from Mrs. Wei that he has been very busy recently, leaving early and returning late every day.Ping An couldn't find his brother anywhere, and cried several times because of this.Mrs. An felt sorry for her eldest grandson, but also for her younger grandson. Seeing the good weather today, she took her little grandson by the hand, and the grandparent and grandson strolled to the magazine office.

Ping An knew exactly where the magazine office was, so he bouncingly dragged Mrs. An straight to the east alley.

Song Shitou, the gatekeeper, welcomed Mrs. An into the house respectfully.

"Little master, is your marriage settled yet?" Mrs. An happened to hear someone talking in the room.

"Why do you suddenly care about my marriage?" Yang Erlang looked at Fu Chuan curiously.

"I have a sister in my family who is sixteen years old and is about to marry her. She is good-looking and hardworking." Fu Chuan praised Fu Sanmei hard.

Yang Erlang stopped and said, "My grandma decided my marriage for me years ago. You didn't tell me about it earlier, otherwise you could still be my brother-in-law."

"Ah." Fu Chuan smiled, "I'm to blame for this. I'm always too busy to forget what I should have said years ago. When the little master invites a wedding wine, he must call me."

"I will never forget you." As soon as Yang Erlang finished speaking, Mrs. An pushed the door open and came in with a kind smile on her face, "Brother, you just said that your sister is going to get married? Who are you?" ?”

Fu Chuan didn't know Mrs. An, but he knew Young Master Ping'an.Seeing young master Ping An holding the old lady's hand, Fu Chuan knew that this should be the young master's grandmother.

"Mrs. Hui, I'm from Fu's Village, and my name is Fu Chuan. There is a sister in my family who is waiting to be married." Fu Chuan replied sternly.

Old Madam An looked him up a few times, and said with a smile, "I heard Kang'er tell you about you. You're already an old accountant at such a young age. Not bad, not bad."

Pingan saw that there was no brother in this room, and he ran to the next room to check, but there was no brother either.Now he was not happy, standing in the porch with a fat face.

Mrs. An touched his head distressedly, and asked Yang Erlang and Fu Chuan beside him, "Do you know where Ankang has gone?"

"I'm probably at the farm now. I heard Chen Ziche say something in the morning."

"Don't worry about Ping An, grandma will take you to find brother." Mrs. An touched Ping An's head and walked out holding his hand.Hearing that he was looking for his brother, Ping An immediately cheered up, showing half of his teeth, and let out a "huh".

Now that the spring is cold, Mrs. An dare not let Ping An sit in a bullock cart to blow the wind.She knew the approximate location of the farm, and holding Ping An's hand, the old and the young walked slowly towards the east of the county.

Passing by a sesame seed shop, Ping An smelled the smell, Xiaopang pointed to the steaming stove and said to old lady An, "Grandma, eat."

Seeing this situation, the shopkeeper immediately said courteously, "Old lady, a piece of meat biscuit is ten yuan."

Old Madam An said decisively, "Take one." She touched her pocket, but it was empty, remembering that she didn't bring any money when she went out today, Old Madam An felt a little embarrassed.On one side is the longing gaze of the little grandson staring at the biscuits, and on the other side are the biscuits that the store has wrapped and handed out.

Old Madam An laughed dryly, "Shopkeeper, can you get credit? I didn't bring any money with me when I went out this morning."

The shop owner looked at Old Madam An warily, and saw that the little old lady was wearing a satin jacket, with a gold hairpin in her hair, and the child also looked like a young master.Looking around, the grandparents and grandchildren don't seem to be able to cheat ten cents of sesame seed cakes.That golden hairpin alone costs more than ten pennies.

The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face, "Lady, our biscuits are a small business. No one has ever paid on credit. I see that you are kind, so this is an exception." The shopkeeper passed the biscuits forward and said with a smile, "You take it."

"Thank you." Mrs. An bent over to give the pancakes to Ping An, then turned around and said, "I will send the money at noon at the latest."

Ping An couldn't wait to take a bite of the sesame seed cakes. The sesame seed cakes here are delicious.He is not a child who eats alone. After taking a bite, he stretched out his arms and passed the biscuits up, "Grandma, eat."

Old Madam An patted his head with a smile on her face, "Grandma won't eat, please eat safely."

This sentence can be understood safely.Two chubby hands were pinching the biscuits, mouthful after mouthful.Before leaving the county seat, the sesame seed cakes have been eaten up by Ping'an.

A little green bud has just sprouted on the tree by the roadside, it's hard to see if you don't look carefully.

Ping An basically never walked outside the county seat. He found it novel to look at this place, and also found it amusing to look at that place, so he quickly let go of Mrs. An's hand and ran around on the side of the road.After a while, he ran forward a few steps, turned around and saw that grandma hadn't followed, turned around again, and ran to Mrs. An.This energetic and mischievous appearance made Mrs. An happier the more she looked at it.

After playing for about half an hour, Ping An got tired of running, and stayed by Mrs. An's side, refusing to walk fast.

Old Madam An squatted down and patted Ping An's buttocks, "Come on Grandma, Grandma will carry you on her back."

"Hmm." Ping An skillfully lay on the back of Mrs. An, which he was familiar with, as his brother often carried him on his back.

Old Madam An struggled a bit when she got up, she said "Ouch", "Your brother said you are fat, I always think he is wrong. We are safe and sound. Now it is really important to carry it on your back."

Ping An couldn't understand this, so he opened his eyes wide to look at this and that.For a while, I raised my head following the birds flying in the trees, and for a while, my attention was attracted by the cries of insects in the grass.

Old lady An walked more slowly with Ping An on her back. Fortunately, Ankang didn't go far this time. After half an hour, old lady An saw Ankang and a group of people gesticulating in the open space.

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