The winter in Shuchuan is wet and cold, which is more of a bone-bone cold than the cold winter in the north.

The eighth day of the Chinese New Year.

The villagers of Wohuling Village seem to have just come back to their senses from the rich atmosphere of the Spring Festival. As noon approaches, the old and young men and children come out for a walk and visit each other, while the women are cleaning up housework at home.

Zhai Chuan'an, the head of the Zhai family, came out of the house with a cigarette pole. Suddenly, he thought of something, and shouted reluctantly to the house: "I told you a few times a year ago that I just kept stopping. I just finished the meat at the eighth day of the lunar month and lost my wine. I quickly went to the town to get two pounds of mutton, buy a few bottles of Lujiao wine, and eat dumplings filled with mutton tonight."

"Eat, drink, eat, drink, eat, drink, and you will know what to eat and drink..." Zhai Chuan'an's wife came out of the house. Although she kept complaining, she smiled and said, "I'll go and call the Jing family to go together."

"Forget it, buy two more kilograms of meat and bring more wine to deliver it." Zhai Chuan'an waved his hand generously.

"Ha, if you have two money, you don't know what you call me. Isn't it richer than us? Besides, the Jing family even said that they called her when they went to the town. The boy also wanted to go to the town to play."

Zhai Chuan'an waved his hand and swayed to the small house with a cigarette pole. The west room was filled with various farm tools, so he had to use it in spring.

This year, Zhai Chuan'an's family lived in Ontario and felt comfortable!

The son who died early back then decided that the blood curse of the Yin relatives who tortured the two families for more than ten years was finally completely lifted. Kang Chuan Dai's daughter married far away in the capital, and her family also received a lot of compensation and sold old goods for a lot of money. This made Zhai Chuan'an feel that he didn't have to do anything in his life, and the money in his hand was enough to build a house for his son to marry a wife, and he could still spend a lot of money on his elderly care, leaving behind the capital for the two to put in a good coffin.

Tsk!

The old saying goes, thirty years Hedong and thirty years Hexi, Zhai Chuan'an, who has been the head of the family for many years in the eyes of others, was also a person who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was in the eyes of others for many years. So Zhai Chuan'an was also a glorious person.

But who knows who is worried.

The more smooth the Zhai Chuan'an lived, the more he was confused about the blood curse of Yinlian, and it became a big knot in his heart, which always made him feel that he was the biggest dissatisfaction in his life.

In particular, he knew that this blood curse of Yinlian made him famous in the countryside.

Being bullied by power!

Now that I have money, reputation, and my ideological burden has been removed...

In these ten miles of towns, who can compare with Zhai Chuan'an?!

Just as Zhai Chuan'an hummed a little song with a cigarette pole and walked leisurely towards the west room, his wife who had just walked out of the yard suddenly turned back and said happily with surprise: "Brother Wen, come, Boss Wen, come again!"

Zhai Chuan'an stopped and turned around in surprise, looked at his wife's appearance, frowned and scolded: "Take Boss Wen?"

"Boss Wen, have you forgotten?" My wife was happily about to explain. Zhai Chuan'an saw the burly figure walking past the gate through the open courtyard gate. He jumped three feet high, with a smile on his face, and ran towards the gate. Then he thought of something. He stopped next to his wife and said, "Go, hurry up and go to the town, buy more meat, various meats, chickens, ducks and fish, and buy good wine, buy more!"

"What's wrong?" my wife said happily: "I can't get it back alone!"

"Silly woman, won't you find a few people to go with you?"

"I don't need to talk about it, I know!"

...

After living in the Zhai family courtyard for a few days and keeping in contact with Jing Bai on the phone, I naturally know the location of the courtyard where Jing Bai lives. The yard is like most villagers in Wohuling Village, and it almost never closes the door at night, let alone during the day. So Wen Shuo easily entered the street gate and headed straight to the smaller courtyard.

He has a clear ear and clear eyes, and has discovered the other party earlier than Zhai Chuan'an's wife, and then he heard the conversation between Zhai Chuan'an's wife and Zhai Chuan'an.

But now Wen Shuo really doesn't have the idleness to talk politely with Zhai Chuan'an's family. He has to seize the time to find Jing Bai, and then gossip about countermeasures every second. The matter has reached this point today, and Tang Quanbao may take action secretly at any time - without leaving a way out for others, and such cruelty that it is almost inevitable.

So, he speeded up.

But Zhai Chuan'an's legs tumbling faster, and when he left the yard, he shouted: "Boss Wen, Boss Wen, rare guests, the festive wind of the Spring Festival, will you really bring such a distinguished guest like you?"

Wen Shuo had no choice but to turn around and bow with a smile: "Host of the Spring Festival in Zhai, I'm here to talk to Mr. Jing this time. After the negotiations are completed, I will definitely visit you. I hope the head of Zhai will give you some convenience and wish you a New Year to my family on my behalf."

He spoke politely and had a very modest attitude.

But the meaning of words goes straight.

After all, Zhai Chuan'an has been the master of his family for many years. How could he not hear such simple words?

He immediately felt a little disappointed and bowed awkwardly, "Then don't disturb Boss Wen's business, noon...ah, it's okay at night. During the Spring Festival, there is nothing in the house, and there are ready-made ones. After finishing the big things, Boss Wen condescends to his home to have a leisure time. The old saying goes, it's a guest from afar, let alone how noble Boss Wen is..."

Wen Shuo was amused and cried, so he quickly bowed his hand and turned away politely with a embarrassed face.

Zhai Chuan'an couldn't continue talking, and swallowed the polite words that seemed to be spoken by him, thinking that he must seize the opportunity and treat him well this time. In the future, Boss Wen may be able to attract many familys of three like Jing Bai for his Zhai family and the entire Wohuling Village, and how much income can he bring to the villagers and the Zhai family?

It is difficult for people in the mountains to make money.

Farming is not even enough food, and some mountain goods are transported and sold out, which are difficult problems.

Just as Zhai Chuan'an sighed and hoped, Wen Shuo had already strode to the small courtyard where Jing Bai temporarily lived.

The yard is quiet.

A thick cotton curtain was hung on the main entrance of the main hall. A chimney opening of more than half a meter above the window of the main hall on the right was spraying light gray and a little blue smoke.

Standing at the door, Wen Shuo called out, "Mr. Jing, are you there?"

The sound of footsteps came from the room. When the cotton curtain was lifted, it was Jing Bai's wife Wu Chunxiu. She said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, please come in quickly."

"Hello, Auntie." Wen Shuo quickly bowed and greeted him, and stepped in.

Because of the small doors and windows, the light inside is dim, but fortunately it is much warmer than outside. The fire is in full swing in the heating iron stove, and the entire iron stove is almost burning red. The kettle sitting on it is constantly emitting heat.

A grid welded with steel bars has been covered with the outer periphery of the road to prevent people from being burned by the iron furnace when they accidentally get close.

Jing Bai was sitting on the lounge chair on the backside, leisurely looking through the books. On the desk next to him was lit with a desk lamp, deliberately putting it on the edge of the table so that he could have better light when reading books.

Seeing Wen Shuo come in, Jing Bai closed the book and put it on the small table beside him. He sat upright with his body slightly, and smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Wen Shuo had no good expression when he saw Jing Bai, but after all, he couldn't complain directly in front of Wu Chunxiu. He sighed with a stern face, pulled a small wooden stool and sat opposite Jing Bai.

"Mr. Wen, you guys are chatting. My neighbor and I made an appointment to go to the town to buy things today." Wu Chunxiu said with a smile.

"Ah, Auntie, go and be busy, you're busy." Wen Shuo said quickly.

"Chunxiu, be careful on the way. If you come back late, come back with a three-hopper." Jing Bai said with a gentle expression and full of pain.

"Okay, the Zhai family is so generous now." Wu Chunxiu responded with a smile, turned around and walked out.

Jing Bai watched his wife go out with a gentle look, then turned his head to look at the fat man with a gray face, and said lightly: "There is no one at home. My son Dingxian gets up earlier than anyone every day, and teaches the children in the village... Well, it's free."

Wen Shuo was stunned. Most of the resentment in his heart before seemed to have been slained by the small matter mentioned by Jing Bai in a chat, and said, "Mr. Jing is good at teaching his children."

"It's not what I taught." Jing Bai smiled slightly and said, "It's because he's tired of living, and he's playing enough for him, so he finds something for himself. Speaking of which, the conditions in this mountain are difficult, and the education level is really poor. Many children can't finish elementary school. Therefore, Dingxian decided to take advantage of the start of school to open classes in the Zhai family's ancestral hall to teach the children, which is also accumulating some merit for himself."

"This time you created such a big battle in the world, which isn't it that you have accumulated any merits." Wen Shuo mentioned the serious matter and frowned and said seriously: "Are you sure you prepared enough? This place is not as good as Pujia Town in Zhonghai. Wohuling is far from Shanmiao Village. No matter how high your cultivation is, no matter how strong your Feng Shui magic array is, even if the effect of the Feng Shui magic array can cover two villages far apart in the mountains, how can you guarantee that you can withstand the raid of Tangquanbao? In the beginning, in Pujia Town, your own life was almost lost! What's more, the land of Shuchuan, to put it bluntly, Tangquanbao has more favorable people and advantages than you. How can you protect the safety of Zhai and Kang families?"

Jing Bai's face showed a hint of surprise, and his smile seemed to be a little joking, but he shook his head and did not answer. He got up to get a cup of tea.

Wen Shuo sighed, took out a cigarette and lit one.

He knew that Jing Bai would not take his doubts and warnings seriously at all.

Because Jing Bai also knew him - it seemed that the suspicion and concern in these words were extremely heavy, in fact, Wen Shuo might be even more clear than Jing Bai. Tang Quanbao would not do such a stupid thing - before killing Jing Bai, he even killed Jing Bai. If Tang Quanbao was smart enough, he would not do anything to Zhai and Kang families for a short time or even for life.

Because the world has revived and gradually prospered.
Chapter completed!