Zhenhua was frightened by his mother's reaction, hurriedly held his mother's shoulder and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Cuihong burst into tears, and after a while she wiped her tears, she said, "What a great girl, alas... it's a pity that our family doesn't have this blessing..."

Zhenhua forced a smile and comforted his mother, "Mom, there are so many good girls. I'm not thirty or forty, are you afraid that I won't get a wife in the future? Don't worry, I'll find someone like Jungkexiang in the future and respect you until you grow old!"

Cuihong glanced at her son, wanted to speak but stopped, shook her head and walked out.

Outside the door, Zhao Chenghai was eavesdropping.

Seeing his wife Cuihong come out, Zhao Chenghai grabbed her hand and pulled it into his bedroom.

Cuihong was sad, shook her husband's hand hard and glared: "What are you doing when you pull it? It's not like a personal one!"

However, Zhao Chenghai took advantage of the excitement of drinking and pushed his wife into the bedroom, closed the door, and said with a smile:

"How is it, I'm right? Flash! The girl who opens a store and does business is flash. She obviously has a partner, but she is so ignorant with Zhenhua... She comes again next time, don't be so polite!"

Cuihong wiped the corners of her eyes and glared: "You feel sorry for those eggs this afternoon again, right? I'm even more polite when someone comes in the future! She can't be our wife, so I recognize her as my goddaughter!"

Zhao Chenghai sighed and shook his head: "Do I feel sorry for those eggs? Long hair and short knowledge! Eggs are all small matters, and Zhenhua's reputation is a big matter! He and the little tailor are so connected, but they are afraid that their reputation will be worse. Where can I talk about my wife in the future?"

Cuihong stopped talking and sat angrily beside the bed.

Zhao Chenghai was shameless, took Cuihong's hand again, and whispered:

"Don't worry about Zhenhua's marriage, it's different now. After the New Year, our house was built, Zhenhua also became a private teacher, and he was a friend of the donor director of the credit union. He was also worried that no one would come to propose marriage? I'm afraid that the threshold would be trampled by others at that time!"

Cuihong shook her hand away and said angrily: "Then you should raise the threshold a little quickly. Otherwise, all the girls from all over the countryside and eight miles will come to be your daughter-in-law, and our family can't afford to support you!"

Zhao Chenghai smiled and went to the stove to fetch water to wash his feet.

Zhao Chenghai was very satisfied with what happened today.

First of all, the loan was approved, and the son and the donor were friends, which was the biggest joy;

Then, the little tailor came to the door, which made Zhao Chenghai feel light on his face - who said that my son is a crazy nerd? The stinky pig head and the greedy Bodhisattva, and the nerd is also attracted by the girl!

In the end, the little tailor and Zhenhua were not successful, which made Zhao Chenghai even more proud. When he met his neighbors in the future, he could say that his son looked down on the little tailor!

In this way, the son's identity will be raised a little further.

...

Zhenhua was lying in bed, unable to sleep, and was also recalling what happened on this day.

The loan matter is done, so don't think too much.

I have been hyped about Jung Kexiang, so I don’t need to think about it too much. Fortunately, I just started and my relationship was not too deep.

As a private teacher, Zhenhua yearns for a little bit.

Being a farmer for the rest of your life is indeed too boring like your father’s life.

Being a private teacher is considered a cultural person, and he is always half a head taller than the pure old farmer around him, right?

Just have a little harder and more tired, just have a different way of living from your parents!

The next day.

Zhao Chenghai came to knock on his son's door early in the morning and said, "Zhenhua is quick, get up, wash your face and brush your teeth, and go to the town with me to find the Minister of the Tu!"

Zhenhua was not very happy and said in the bedroom: "Didn't you agree to it yesterday? Just go and get the money yourself."

Zhao Chenghai raised his voice: "What are you saying? You and Director Dun, don't you talk better? Get up, hurry up!"

In fact, Zhao Chenghai was always a little embarrassed when he saw Director Shi. It would be different if he brought his son.

Cuihong also said outside the door: "I don't feel at ease if your father goes to get it alone. Moreover, your classmate's bicycle is still at home, so you have to deliver it to others, right?"

Zhenhua then remembered the bicycle and had to get up and wash.

After breakfast, Zhenhua pushed the bicycle and rushed to Hedong Town with his father.

After walking out of the village for ten minutes, I arrived in front of the village in Dayaozhuang.

Master Yao from Dayaozhuang also went to the market with crutches. He had just come out of his home and went to the ground road.

"My master is early, are you going to the market?" Zhao Chenghai hurriedly said hello and took out a cigarette.

"Oh, Cheng Hai, are you taking your son to the market too?" Master Yao took the cigarette, looked up and down at Zhao Zhenhua, and nodded slightly.

Zhao Zhenhua also nodded and greeted: "Hello Master Yao."

Master Yao was nearly 70 years old and grew up in the old society. He studied in a private school and taught a private school. He wrote good calligraphy and was upright and neutral. He was one of the few old masters nearby and was very respected in the local area.

"Okay, okay." Mr. Yao nodded and returned his greeting, raised his foot and walked forward, and said, "Then let's go together and talk to you."

Zhao Chenghai smiled and said loudly: "My master, I am asking you for something. I am going to build a house after the New Year. Please calculate for me, what day should I start construction and what day should I build beams?"

The old man is old and has a little bit of ears. He must speak loudly to him.

The old master smiled and said, "Okay, this is easy. When I come back from the market, I will make a calculation for you and find a zodiac auspicious day."

Zhao Chenghai thanked repeatedly.

But the old master looked at Zhao Zhenhua and asked, "What's your name for a child? Xiao Huazi, isn't it?"

Zhao Zhenhua nodded and smiled: "My name is Zhao Zhenhua, Zhenxing Zhen, China's Hua..."

"Well, Zhenhua, revitalize China... This is a good name." The old master adjusted his beard and asked again: "You have come down from school and are usually at home, so you still read books?"

Zhenhua blushed a little and said with a smirk: "Now I'm going home to farm, I'm not reading any more."

The old master frowned: "Don't you read a single word?"

Zhenhua had no choice but to deal with it, "Sometimes I also see..."

Zhao Chenghai shouted: "He is reading idle books at home!"

"You read the book of sages?" The old master misheard a word, looked at Zhenhua happily and said:

"That's good, just read the books of sages! The ancients said that it's good to read and farm the fields and study well, and it's hard to start a business and achieve success. It's hard to know the difficulties. Scholars have to read books for the rest of their lives."

Zhenhua was amused and cried, and said with a wry smile: "Master Yao is right. However, I am not a scholar now, but a farmer."

The old master suddenly stopped and looked at Zhenhua and said:

"Zhenhua, what you said is wrong. Farmers should not study anymore? Zhuge Liang said that he is happy to farm in the fields, and I love my hut; he is proud of the piano and books, waiting for the weather... The ancients cultivated during the day, read at night, farmed on sunny days, and read on rainy days. He reads both farming and reads without wasting his farming, and cultivates his farming and reads with his farming..."

Zhenhua felt like a big head, and hurriedly said, "Master Yao is right, right, I will definitely study more in the future. I, I... I will ride my bike first, and there will be something to do in the town."

As he said that, Zhao Zhenhua leaned his legs and got on the bicycle and ran away.

Master Yao used Zhuge Liang as an example, which made Zhenhua flatter and ashamed. However, he was not even as good as a cobbler, so how could he compare Zhuge Liang?
Chapter completed!