readytorunbook Chapter 287 Closed Today
Chapter 287 Closed Today
"Okay, I got it. I'll go to your house right now." Jiang Zi Chong wanted to refuse, but when he heard Zhang Jinlan asking him to hand over the ox cart to Jiang Eryong, he had no choice but to agree.
Wang Xiu Lian, who was not far away, saw her son enter the Jiang family's gate and drive out in a ox cart from a distance.
While being shocked, he did not forget to raise his chin with a proud look on his face.
"Look, everyone, look, my Zi Chong is driving a bullock cart. He has a good relationship with the Jiang family. The clan leader's family even gave the bullock cart to my son. Come and have a look."
The villagers around him rolled their eyes at his boastful words.
Zhang Jinlan also heard something vaguely.
She snorted coldly and said nothing.
Zi Chong is a good kid, but he has a foolish mother who holds him back.
After a while, Qian Xile took Jiang Fubao home.
Passing by the wooden bridge, I happened to meet a villager carrying a hoe.
They are not like the people in the fields who stay up all night and rush to harvest.
Everyone slept soundly.
Jiang Fubao also saw ridicule and contempt in their eyes.
"This group of people really worked all night. They are such idiots. If it rains, I will call my name backwards."
One of the old ladies said arrogantly.
"Aunt, isn't your name Fang Fang? Calling you backwards is also Fang Fang, right? What's the difference?"
Someone dismantled the stage.
Laughter came from all directions.
Jiang Fubao covered his mouth and went home with his sister-in-law.
When we got home, my brothers and sisters had already finished their meal.
Jiang Tongji and Jiang Ruyi also washed the plates and bowls that their younger siblings and themselves used to eat.
Jiang Fubao originally wanted to drink the porridge that had turned cold on the stove.
But my sister-in-law poured it into the pot first.
"Be good, Fubao. You have a stomachache from eating something cold this morning. I'll serve you a bowl of hot food."
She often drinks mung bean soup in the shop, but she just can't drink cold porridge.
Jiang Fubao didn't understand this principle either.
But she listened.
Just do whatever your sister-in-law says.
"Goooooooooo."
The porridge in the pot was warm and thick. She swallowed it spoonfully without chewing.
After breakfast, she held the gourd and asked her sister-in-law to help her fill it with water. Then she happily went to the field to bring water to grandma and grandpa.
After delivering it, he came back with an empty gourd.
Just running back and forth like this.
My short legs are tired from running.
On the small road leading to the town, Jiang Zi Chong was driving a ox cart, hurrying along.
Arrived halfway.
He met many villagers who were carrying dung buckets to fetch water from the river outside Zhangjia Village.
Some are from Jiangjia Village, as well as from neighboring Zhoujia Village and Sunjia Village.
Jiang Zi Chong was afraid that someone would stop him and ask him to help lead the way.
So he patted the cow's butt, wanting it to go faster.
Niu Niu seemed to sense something.
Use all your strength to run forward.
The villagers were choked by the dust raised by the ox carts and started coughing.
I couldn't see clearly who was driving the ox cart.
At this moment, Jiang Eryong and Sun Pingmei, who lived in the town, were pacing back and forth in the yard anxiously, while the other was standing at the entrance of the alley, looking around, afraid of being seen by the customers in line, and looked sneaky.
"How is it, are you here?" Sun Pingmei asked hurriedly when Jiang Eryong returned to the backyard.
It's already the end of the Chen hour.
There were already twenty or thirty people queuing outside the shop.
I'm afraid everyone will get tired of waiting.
"No, what's going on? Why are you so late today? Did something happen at home? No, I'll go to the front of the shop and tell the customers that we're closed today."
Jiang Eryong was just about to go to the front when he suddenly heard the mooing of cows outside the back door.
He was very familiar with the calls of his own cows.
"mother--"
"Hmm? Zi Chong, why are you here? Where are my family members? Did something happen? Huh?"
As soon as he said the word "mother", he swallowed the rest of the words.
Seeing Jiang Zi Chong, Jiang Eryong was surprised and worried.
"It's okay, don't worry, Eryong brother. Auntie asked you to tell the customers that the shop is closed today. They are harvesting in the fields early. I worked all night last night."
Jiang Zichong explained simply.
"What? Early autumn harvest? Why? The crops haven't grown yet, what's the point of harvesting them?"
Sun Pingmei also looked at him in confusion.
"Uncle Jiang said that it might rain in two days, so he gathered us all at the entrance of the village and discussed it for a long time. I also persuaded my parents to collect the crops together, but half of the people in the village still refused to collect them, and Uncle didn't care about them."
"My father said that?" Jiang Eryong asked again.
"Yes, Auntie also asked you to go back quickly. They have been working all night and are very tired. With your help, they will probably be able to finish the work by noon. Oh, by the way, Auntie also asked you to borrow a piece of paper from someone and write "Closed today" on the door to prevent customers who come to eat in the shop from waiting in vain and getting angry."
Jiang Zi Chong jumped off the ox cart, said this, and left.
He still has to go to the restaurant to wash dishes.
It's already morning.
Fortunately, we had a ox cart, otherwise we would definitely be late.
"Go to Fubao's room and check if there is anything under the bed, so that we don't have to come back today. If there is, what if it goes bad? You must take everything away."
Although I know that the immortals will only send things if my niece goes to that house.
But Jiang Eryong, who was born to worry, was still worried.
"Okay, I'll go take a look."
In fact, Sun Pingmei had seen it a long time ago.
Even watched it twice.
But she has to listen to her father.
The couple left the town after a quarter of an hour.
Both of them still had a look of satisfaction on their faces, as if they had survived a disaster.
"Dad, you are really smart, otherwise I don't think we would be able to get home this afternoon."
Sun Pingmei looked at her husband with admiration.
"Humph, who am I, your husband? Who in the world can be as smart as me?"
Jiang Eryong's smile only lasts today.
Tomorrow's storm has not yet hit, and he doesn't know how miserable he will be.
At that time, many customers had left the door of Jiang's shop.
They were a little angry at first, but after seeing the notice posted on the door, their anger immediately subsided.
Without him.
Jiang Eryong, this thief, wrote that his grandfather suddenly passed away and the shop was closed for a day.
No matter how big the world is, it cannot compare to a funeral at home.
Who dares to complain?
You can't just ignore your family for the sake of the shop.
This shut everyone up.
That's why the couple was able to escape from the queue so easily just now.
The ox cart slowly drove towards home.
No matter how Jiang Eryong urged him or waved the whip, Niu Niu would not speed up at all.
He was really tired from running. If he wasn't afraid of being eaten by pretending to be dead, Niu Niu would have wanted to collapse on the ground and not move at all.
By the time I got home, it was already noon.
Jiang Shoujia overestimated their speed.
I originally thought I would be done with it in the morning, at the latest by noon.
Unexpectedly, when the second son and his wife came back, they were also busy until the afternoon.
When I got home, I was exhausted.
During the harvest in the morning, many people came to watch the fun and pointed at them.
It's like looking at a fool.