Han Zeyu drove a mule cart to the livestock market with the unexpected snacks. His attire formed a sharp contrast with the atmosphere of the market and seemed so out of place.
When others saw his attire, they thought he was some young master who had come to watch the fun on a whim, and they were no longer surprised by the way he selected chicks and ducklings.
Which kind person would stare at each other affectionately when choosing chicks? Is it possible to tell whether chicks and ducklings are healthy or not from their eyes?
Please, you can't even tell the difference between male and female.
Although Han Zeyu couldn't tell the gender of the cubs, his original form could tell. In addition, Han Zeyu patted the food box in his hand so that the vendor could see the Su Mansion logo on it. He was very good at using the power of others to bully others.
Those who can come out to do business are not fools. In Qingshan County, who doesn't recognize the Su Mansion's logo?
Knowing that this young master cannot be offended, they all gave up the idea of killing the fat sheep.
Han Zeyu had a good plan. He raised chickens at home, and since his uncle's house was close to the river, he asked his family to raise ducks, so they could exchange ducks when they wanted to eat.
He can live well at home, but not too well, otherwise he will bring unnecessary trouble. What he needs to do now is to develop slowly and not waste time.
As the mule cart pulled into Yunshan Village, the women at the village entrance began to discuss: "I heard someone from the Su family came yesterday, and it seemed they wanted to move up the wedding. I don't know why."
"How can we change the wedding date at will? I'm afraid something happened to the Su family?"
"What's going on? Could it be that there's something wrong with Master Su, so he's in such a hurry to bring the young man in?"
"That's hard to say. Why would a wealthy family want to marry a young man from a farming family? Tsk tsk, there must be a story behind this."
"Could it be that she is marrying there to bring good luck?"
"Oh, you're right, maybe it's really because of Yu Ge'er's horoscope that she chose him..."
A strong wind blew by, raising dust and sand that covered several people's faces. The wind hurt on their faces, and the small stones hurt even more.
"Pah, pah, pah!" What bad luck! Where did this evil wind come from? Why did they have to catch up with it?
Han Zeyu drove away without looking back. Gravel deserves gossip, so you can gossip about it all day long.
Han Yumo happily shouted towards the kitchen: "Mom, big brother is back!"
Zhao wiped her hands on her apron and came out to see Zecang and Yumo clapping their hands excitedly around two bamboo baskets.
The eldest brother said that this was their business, and whether the family would have meat to eat in the future depended entirely on their performance.
The two children were both excited and stressed. How could the family's livelihood problems fall on them? What should they do?
Zhao rolled her eyes at him. This brat was getting more and more crazy. He did whatever he wanted and most people couldn't keep up with him.
Zhao looked at the two bamboo baskets and asked in confusion, "Why did you buy two?"
Han Zeyu answered as a matter of course: "The ducklings were bought for my aunt. Our ancestors said that the feng shui of the old house is suitable for raising ducks."
The Zhao family is not a fool. It is good enough that the ancestor can take the time to guide you in the general direction. How could he plan your future in every detail?
"Don't try to fool me. I'm not your father. You're so stubborn and stubborn that you believe that the Han family's ancestors appear in spirits every day. Is this another one of your tricks?"
Han Zeyu was surprised. It turned out that middle-aged women were not easy to fool. He thought they were as easy to cheat as his father!
"Ahem, well, here's what I'm thinking. You said we raise chickens and ducks at home. Putting aside the issues of whether it's tiring or whether there's enough space, let's just say once we've raised them all, can we eat all the food by ourselves?"
Han Zeyu patted his mother's shoulder and motioned her to think about it herself.
Zhao followed this line of thought and thought that not being able to eat alone meant that she had to share with others. The old house must be ranked first, followed by the aunts and uncles, the elders and distant relatives, the neighbors and fellow villagers...
Oh my God, I can’t think about it any further. If I think about it any longer, there won’t be even a chicken feather or duck down left.
Han Zeyu is a bit selfish. He doesn't like selfless dedication. He thinks everyone in the world is selfish, and those who are not selfish have become saints.
But his selfishness might seem out of place in ancient times. People in this era mostly pay attention to the implicit beauty of concealment, so he needs to do something to make up for it, at least to make his actions look more righteous.
"Don't misunderstand me, mother. I think it's good for those who are rich first to help those who are poor later, but if we can all become rich together, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"
Zhao nodded. She was mistaken. Her Yu Ge'er was such a kind-hearted child. He would definitely not be as selfish as herself. She had to hide her little thoughts just now, otherwise it would damage her image as a mother.
Generous Han Zeyu went back to the house to get oil paper and wrapped a bag of snacks to send to Grandma Han.
Seeing this, Zhao felt even more ashamed. She was indeed a little selfish. In this respect, she was not as generous as Yu Ge'er.
Han Zeyu went to the old house carrying a basket of ducklings. His eldest cousin's wife was picking corn kernels. When she saw his cousin coming, she smiled instead of running away with a red face like last time.
The atmosphere was much more comfortable. Han Zeyu put the bamboo basket at her feet, greeted the eldest cousin's wife with a smile, and turned to go to the old lady's room.
At present, he is not very good at dealing with women of the same age, especially in his cognition, he still feels that he is a man in his twenties and the role change is not thorough enough. After he integrates for a period of time, he will definitely be able to chat with them smoothly.
Han Zeyu had two purposes for this trip. One was to talk about raising ducks by the river, and the other was that Su Shien would come over frequently in the next few days. In order to maintain his image, he certainly couldn't get too close to him. As the highest authority in the Han family, his old lady was just the right person to receive Su Shien.
When the old lady heard about Su Shi'en's difficult situation in the Su Mansion, she slapped her thigh in pain. That heartless man had actually ignored the child left by his first wife and allowed his stepmother to abuse him at will. She felt really sorry for the old doctor. Why did he save the old man of the Su family in the first place? Otherwise, this ill-fated relationship would not have come about.
The next day, Han Zeyu did not run to the mountain. He changed into a pair of dirt-resistant shorts and built the house by himself. His speed was so fast that it left an afterimage.
Fortunately, there was no one watching nearby, otherwise they would definitely demonize Han Zeyu. This speed could definitely catch up with three strong laborers.
In order to hide the truth, the house needs to have a beam installed. He can't do this job, so his father and cousin have to do it.
Han Cheng thought to himself that this kid was just fooling around. Putting up the beams on the roof requires an auspicious time, so how could you just do it casually?
Three days later, when Su Shien arrived at the Han family's door in a carriage, he happened to witness the important event of putting up the roof beams. He thought that this was his chance to show his ability, so he ran around and caused a lot of trouble.
Han Zeyu disliked him for being more detrimental than helpful, so he accepted the things and sent him away.
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