Vol 5 Chapter 649: Murmur

Huangjiapu.

The morning fog on the mountain behind the village has not cleared, the dew on the trees beside the house has not dried, the insects are still screaming in the grass, the smoke is still lingering on the roof, and there are not a few cars passing on the road in front of the village. Live it up.

Wearing a soaring braid, wearing a small cowboy suit produced by her own factory, wearing a pair of yellow leather boots, wearing a hat, Amanda is a standard cowboy outfit, and she is carrying a few years older than her. The children of, enthusiastically rushing to the threshing ground to do something similar to the cowboys-chasing a group of chickens, "Go, go to the mountains to eat bugs, eat more bugs and lay more eggs,"

What she said is that there are some Mandarin in English, but it is this style that makes the children who are older than her admire, and the adults around are also utterly praised.

On the edge of the threshing floor, there were people standing, squatting, and sitting in a big circle, up to the old man with white beard, old grandmother whose mouth was full of teeth, and down to the little baby with a pacifier... almost Every family has sent representatives, and in some houses the whole family is dispatched.

The little baby didn’t understand why his mother hugged herself here. He babbled and touched her face. The watchdogs standing next to him also couldn’t figure out the situation. In order to show his existence, he pointed at the middle of the field. "Screamed a few times.

Because of the arrival of a little guy, Huangjiapu is as lively as the lantern festival this morning.

"Brother Huang, you are really lucky," said an old man who had already put on a woolen vest, and said to Grandpa Huang Jingping, who was sitting on that chair with his eyes all smiles, "great-grandchildren are so old. ,"

"Come on, take a cigarette," he opened the shredded tobacco pouch on his pipe. "Hey, where's your pipe?"

The old man pursed his mouth, his eyes a little dissatisfied and left the old brother’s pipe, "I didn’t bring it today."

"Uncle Huang still smokes that now," said a pot-bellied man with a big bowl. "He can't smoke any cigarettes now, don't you say, Uncle Huang,"

"Run slower," the old man shouted to his great-granddaughter, "I, I'm used to smoking cigarettes."

The old man has already installed a pot of cigarettes, "You use me,"

"No, didn't Jingping take the child home to live in these two days, I will bear it for two days," the old man added, "I heard that outsiders are paying attention to this now."

Everyone suddenly realized, "Yes, good for two days,"

This kind of rule doesn't work in other homes here, but it's taken for granted by Amanda.

"Speaking of which, we can still enjoy it better than Yiping, smoking and drinking," Feng Yiping does not like smoking and drinking, many people know.

"That's why he can do such a big thing,"

"To say, this little guy is truly Yiping's daughter. Look, those chickens in your family, she really didn't admit that she was wrong," another changed the law and praised Amanda.

In the past few years, Huangjiapu has undergone considerable changes. The houses are built more and more, and the better they are, and there are more and more cars.

The fundamental reason is that Feng Yiping's family has driven them, especially the more and more factories their family has invested in the town.

Why has the country always placed great emphasis on the development of industry, because the role of industry in driving the economy is too great, and it is easy to bring demonstration effects.

For example, if there is a successful garment factory in a place, there may be many soon to form a distribution center to further stabilize and expand the advantages in this field.

Almost all of the people in Huangjiapu benefited directly and indirectly from the investment of Feng Yiping's family. Therefore, the people around today are not looking at Mr Huang, but his great-granddaughter.

It's just that I can't talk to the little guy, I can only talk to the old man.

"It's amazing. Yesterday I went home to pick up eggs. I found a bag that was tightly sighted. No one was allowed to move," the old man said with a smile.

"Yo, she can't count?"

"No," the old man just waited for someone to ask this, "how many eggs, I know how many eggs,"

"Wow," a lot of compliments swarmed.

The old man listened very happily.

They have never been wealthy, and it is by no means a place where the so-called literary style is flourishing. When the world is chaotic, there are many people who get guns and dance clubs, and there are really no small names among the ranks.

But I don't know what's going on. The notion that "everything is inferior, only a high school" is inherited very well here.

In a home, no matter what the family situation is, as long as there is a smart child in the home, the parent can be straighter no matter where he goes. Therefore, what everyone likes to hear is to praise the child's smartness.

…………

The mother of a smart child, this will be said to be not smart.

"Jingping, you said that you would take Amanda to see his grandfather first. There is nothing wrong with it." The second aunt rolled the dough into a thin dumpling wrapper quickly, and didn't have any idleness on her mouth, "Grandpa Yiping. No, my grandma has been away for many years. There is only one grandpa in my grandparents. I heard that I have a very good relationship with Yiping. It is rare for you and Amanda to come back. It is good to see him first after returning."

"But that was when Yiping came back with you. Before going home, I stopped by Grandpa and took a look. Now Yiping didn't come back with you?"

Huang Jingping still didn't understand why the second aunt said so, and she and her cousin Jingshu skillfully made dumplings, "That's not the same, and Yiping thinks so too."

"My silly girl," the second aunt looked at her and said, "Why don't you think about it, which is important to you, in-laws or grandfather? Of course it's in-laws, isn't it?"

"Also, although everyone knows that you are his Feng Yiping’s wife, and you have been recognized by his family, but, after all, you haven’t gotten married or got a marriage certificate yet? You said that you are in your current status, Take your daughter to see his grandfather at his grandfather’s house, aren’t you afraid of people’s gossip? Naturally, let people take you..."

"Mom, what are you talking about," Huang Jingshu quit first, "Jingping, don't listen to my mother, she doesn't understand Yiping and his family."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of gossip," Huang Jingping said lightly.

Mother Huang looked at the widow, her face was not pretty, "Who can gossiping? Didn't Jingping and the child have been there before?"

"Okay, okay, just treat it as if I'm over-hearted, okay, Jingping, just do it yourself, I'm kind,"

"It's almost Jingping, go, let's find Amanda," Huang Jingshu took her cousin and walked out.

"Don't mind, my mother is still following the same old story. You must not listen to her and complicate simple things," Huang Jingshu apologized to her cousin for her mother.

"I know, I still don't know the second aunt's temperament?" Huang Jingping said.

But when Huang Jingshu saw that her cousin's face was still not so good, she couldn't help but complain a little bit about her mother. Offend people for no reason.

After the child went out, there was a long silence between the two concubines in the house. Finally, Huang Jingshu's mother bowed her head first, "Sister-in-law, look at me..."

"I know," Mother Huang didn't listen to her. "In the future, let's say less. Jingping and the others are doing well now. I will cook these first."

At this time, Huang Jingping was surrounded by a large group of people, and there were endless greetings.

These folks, it’s not as much as his second aunt thought. They only think that there is a Jingping in the village, which is the blessing of all of them~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this time, the Yijia Hotel in Wuli'ao Town , Two guests from the capital, went around the business district, and finally chose a noodle restaurant that looked good for breakfast.

Originally, they were prepared for all kinds of dislikes. How much better is the restaurant in this small place than those fly restaurants?

Who knew it was so good when I walked in and found out that I went?

This small noodle restaurant, the decoration level and standard, including the service, is definitely better than the places they usually deal with breakfast, and even higher-end than those old brands in the capital, but the price is too affordable.

It can be seen that the people who visit here are ordinary residents of the town.

"This small place is really amazing," they looked around for the first time curiously and seriously.

After all, they came from the capital and belonged to Old Chen's staff. They were knowledgeable and broad-minded. This small noodle restaurant made them shine, and it was a bit beyond their expectations.