Chapter 354 Surprised Sun Xiucai

Qiao Ran was inspecting the new tents set up for the school and the Master.

After she bought the linoleum cloth, the old village chief insisted on putting the money into the village's account and refused to let Qiao Ran bear it alone.

Moreover, the old village chief immediately assigned a few men to cut down some trees, vines, and grass, clear a piece of land on the side of the tent area, and set up the tent.

The tent had been set up yesterday, and Qiao Ran was worried. After returning from work today, she would come and check it out.

When Qiao Bei's children ran over and pulled her towards the open space, saying that a Sun Xiucai was looking for her, she knew that it was Fang Lisheng's uncle who was here.

The first time she saw Sun Xiucai, Qiao Ran felt that this man had a very upright appearance in life. At first glance, he looked like a very decent person.

And although he was ill, he stood very upright, with a straight back, clear eyes, and grace.

Qiao Ran felt that Sun Xiucai's first impression was very good, and she was very satisfied.

"Are you Fang Lisheng's uncle? Sun Xiucai from Luoyang Fucheng?"

Qiao Ran stepped forward and asked.

Sun Xiucai did not expect that his nephew would ask him to find such a young girl. Although he was surprised, he believed that his nephew was not an unreliable person, so he nodded and replied: "I am. My surname is Sun, and my name is Yuanzhi." .Are you Miss Qiao?"

Qiao Ran nodded: "I am the Miss Qiao you are looking for. Since Mr. Sun is here, let's stay here for one night! Whether you want to stay or not, tonight we will entertain distinguished guests from afar."

Sun Xiucai did not expect that Miss Qiao was very safe in her words and deeds at such a young age.

He nodded: "Then I'm sorry!"

Qiao Ran asked the coachman about the fare, handed dozens of copper coins to the coachman, and asked Qiao Bei to run back to her cooking place and get two warm white flour buns and hand them to him to satisfy his hunger. The coachman was grateful and drove off. .

The old village chief rushed over after hearing the news and was about to invite Sun Xiucai to his home for dinner. Qiao Ran said: "Grandpa, village chief, just let me greet Mr. Sun. My house is also close to the two tents of the school, which is convenient. One o'clock. Don't go back, just have dinner together at my house, so that you can talk to Mr. Sun."

The old village chief shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Oh, really, you have to worry about everything in our village. Grandpa feels very bad about it."

"That's okay. Grandpa Village Chief, you have to worry about so many things when you are old. I can share more with you, but don't let me be the village chief. I like to do things but not like them. Trapped.”

The old village chief smiled helplessly and followed Qiao Ran back to Qiao's tent.

Qiao Ran took Sun Xiucai back to her tent and met Mrs. Qiao and Chen Huiniang who were cooking.

Sun Xiucai rarely interacts with people and is a bit restrained.

Mrs. Qiao and others originally felt that they were quite reserved when speaking with the scholar, for fear that they would not be able to speak.

But they didn't expect that the scholar was more restrained than they were. They immediately became less restrained and showed the enthusiasm of the host, treating Sun Xiucai as a guest at home.

Sun Xiucai also thought that he might not be able to talk to these people. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Qiao and the old village chief were experts at chattering. After a few words, Sun Xiucai let go of his nervousness and chatted with them about home affairs easily. .

Qiao Ran was not in a hurry to talk to Sun Xiucai about his wife. Anyway, he had one night to think about it!

First, let him experience the atmosphere of living here and let him feel the sincerity of the people here. She felt that he would not refuse.

While a few people were chatting happily, the sky gradually darkened, and the people who went to work in the valley came back to have dinner with their tools.

Sun Xiucai originally thought that the family consisted of just a few women and children, but he did not expect that when it was dark, a large group of people came in from outside the tent.

There were a few men who were so hot that they took off their coats and wore thin clothes, and there were also a few men who looked like they were half-grown men coming back from work.

Mrs. Qiao introduced: "These are people from my family. These are my second and third sons. I also have a fourth son who went to Wanlu Academy in Beijing. These are my grandsons, and this one , is also a member of our family.”

The last one was Qin Gengwen. Mrs. Qiao didn't say she picked up the poor guy she brought along on the road. She just said "from our family", which made this half-grown boy's heart warm, his nose sore, and he almost shed tears. .

He quickly turned around and went out, pretending to help his mother and the others light the fire, but secretly wiped the tears from his eyes, then walked to his mother and whispered to her what Mrs. Qiao had just introduced him to.

When Mrs. Qin heard this, she was moved to tears.

Although they have been eating with the Qiao family, they have always been anxious and uneasy, always feeling that it is not good for outsiders like themselves to take advantage of others.

They want to recognize the Qiao family as their masters, and in the Qiao family they will serve their benefactor's family.

However, the Qiao family refused and wanted them to be upright and upright people in the future. They also wanted Qin Gengwen and Xiao An'er to study freely and take the imperial examination.

He also said that the Qiao family already regarded them as their own family members, but they did not treat them as human beings, but as a family.

At this moment, when Mrs. Qiao introduced them in front of outsiders, Mrs. Qin was filled with emotion. The Qiao family really did not treat them as outsiders, let alone as human beings.

Such a good family, mother and son must repay them in this lifetime!

While eating, Sun Xiucai was even more surprised.

Although he smelled the aroma of meat just now, he thought it was just one of these villagers who had the luck to catch one or two pheasants, hares, or even big rats in the mountains.

Unexpectedly, the Qiao family actually had meat to eat, and there were several plates of meat dishes!

There are not only chicken, rabbit, and pork, but also a plate of two sweet and sour fish, a large plate of smooth and tender egg custard, two plates of vegetables, and even a pot of fragrant mushroom, yam, wolfberry, red date and pork bone soup.

The table full of dishes was more sumptuous than what Sun Xiucai had eaten during the Chinese New Year. He had not even had such a good meal in several years.

Even the rice is not hard and chewy multi-grain rice, but fragrant and soft white rice, and there are baskets of plump white flour steamed buns.

Looking at the tent and the clothes of these people, Sun Xiucai simply thought that he was in the home of a wealthy family in the city.

Only rich families with a very wealthy family can afford such food, right?

"Come on, pick up some food! Mr. Sun doesn't have to be restrained, just treat him as if he were at home. We farmers don't pay attention to the rules of big families. Having enough to eat is the most important thing. Mr. Sun has come from afar, and he has been there all the way. Thank you for your hard work, make sure you eat well and don’t go hungry.”

Mrs. Qiao greeted Sun Xiucai warmly, and the old village chief, Qiao Erhe and Qiao Sanhu also started to pick up food for Sun Xiucai, telling him not to be too polite.

Sun Xiucai had been treated coldly in Luoyang Fucheng, but he enjoyed such warm hospitality for the first time here. He was extremely glad that he listened to his nephew's advice and walked out of the city that had always imprisoned him.

That night, lying in the tent specially built for the Master, there were hot charcoal plates, thick cushions, and warm quilts, which warmed Sun Xiucai's heart that had been cold and numb for many years.

Before falling asleep, he made his decision silently.