"Okay, let's get a horse stance later."

Zhang Jiuyan said, and Liu Zongmin stopped temporarily.

Then Zhang Jiuyan walked to Liu Zongmin’s wife Xiaolian, and saw that she looked good, Zhang Jiuyan was much more relieved.

Zhang Jiuyan handed two pounds of pork and twenty pounds of corn to Liu Zongmin.

"Zongmin, your wife is pregnant and cooks a bowl of meat soup for her to eat. This corn can be dealt with for a while, you can take it."

Liu Zongmin and his wife Xiaolian burst into tears, and hot tears kept waving across their faces.

"Brother, thank you."

Liu Zongmin's voice choked, and Xiaolian was so moved that she couldn't speak.

Both of them were about to kneel down, but were stopped by Zhang Jiuyan.

Then Zhang Jiuyan explained to Liu Zongmin and his wife a few words, telling them not to think too much, and to wait for the child to be born, he will take care of him in life.

Liu Zongmin and Xiaolian naturally thanked each other very much.

It was getting late, so Zhang Jiuyan quickly set off again. If it was dark these days, it would be no joke.

Liu Zongmin's self-consciousness made Zhang Jiuyan very satisfied. Zhang Jiuyan believed that under his own encouragement, he would not follow the old path of history.

However, when Zhang Jiuyan walked to the place where the refugees were buried in the morning, Zhang Jiuyan looked serious again.

The cruel facts tell Zhang Jiuyan that this world will not change in the slightest just because he makes a little money.

It wouldn't be safe and safe for a lifetime just because there was one more Liu Zongmin around me.

In that turbulent time when people cannibalize people, he will come as scheduled.

Zhang Jiuyan was in a more urgent mood.

After nothing happened, Zhang Jiuyan returned to Zhangjia Village. At the entrance of the village, his mother was already standing on tiptoe to look forward to it.

"Nine Words."

"mother."

Zhang Jiuyan's mother ran over and looked around Zhang Jiuyan. She felt relieved when she saw that Zhang Jiuyan was safe and sound.

"Jiuyan, are you tired?"

“Not tired.”

Seeing that he was full of energy, Zhang Jiuyan's mother felt relieved. Then she asked Zhang Jiuyan how he was today and whether he had made money.

Zhang Jiuyan secretly took out the broken silver for his mother to show him. Zhang Jiuyan's mother was shocked and couldn't recover for a long time.

Finally, Zhang Jiuyan whispered: "Mom, let's talk about it when you get home."

"Hey, hey. Go home."

Zhang Jiuyan and his mother entered the village together.

It was dark at this time, and most of the villagers went back to their houses to rest, but there were no few people.

"Jiuyan, has the rickshaw made money?"

When a villager saw Zhang Jiuyan coming back, he asked loudly.

Zhang Jiuyan responded with a smile, "The transaction has just begun, it's okay."

The man heard Zhang Jiuyan say this and thought Zhang Jiuyan had not made any money, so he didn't ask much and encouraged Zhang Jiuyan to do his best tomorrow.

It’s not his fault that he had such an idea. If he had beaten him to death, he wouldn’t have spent money on a rickshaw for a little road.

When he judges others by himself, he also thinks of others in this way.

When he got home, Zhang Jiuyan's father heard the movement and ran out of the door in two steps. As soon as he saw someone, he hurriedly asked, "Jiuyan, how much money did he make today?"

Zhang Jiuyan sighed and said, "I'm making a fortune."

Zhang Jiuyan's father looked disappointed and cursed: "I just said that this rickshaw cannot make money. You just don't listen. I'll have to do it in vain."

Zhang Jiuyan looked at his father speechlessly and replied, "When did you say this? I made this rickshaw, aren't you always happy?"

Zhang Jiuyan's father was speechless and finally turned around and entered the house angrily.

Zhang Jiuyan and his mother looked at each other and laughed.

Zhang Jiuyan pulled the rickshaw into the house, then handed three kilograms of pork and two big white radish from the car to his mother, and said to her mother:

"Mom, half braised and half stewed soup. I'll go and call Uncle San to come to our house for dinner."

When Zhang Jiuyan's mother saw pork, her eyes were straightened. She hadn't eaten meat for many years. She almost forgot what pork looked like.

Holding the pork and radish in his hand, Zhang Jiuyan's mother was surprised and happy, "Jiuyan, how much does this cost?"

Zhang Jiuyan smiled slightly and said, "Mom, it's okay, I know it."

At this time, my father heard the movement again and ran over and saw that Zhang Jiuyan had bought all the meat, but he still dared to say that he had not made any money.

"Good boy, you dare to lie to me, you're a promising future."

Although Zhang Jiuyan's father said something swearing at this time, his face was full of joy and he kept watching with pork in his hand.

"It's a pity that there is no wine."

Zhang Jiuyan's father looked extremely sorry. He finally had a good meal but had no wine. It was really a shortcoming.

Zhang Jiuyan casually took out the wine from the rickshaw, "Come on, I'll give you wine."

When Zhang Jiuyan's father saw that there was really wine, he jumped up and hugged a jar of wine tightly in his arms, "Good boy, I'm sensible, I'm really worthy of being my son."

Zhang Jiuyan was afraid that he would drink all the wine before he could finish the meal, so he reminded him: "Dad, I have to call my third uncle to come to our house for dinner. Don't drink all of them alone."

Thanks to Zhang Guicheng this time, Zhang Jiuyan naturally had to thank others for his car. After making money, he had to give them money.

As for now, of course, I can only invite others to have a meal first and express my feelings.

Zhang Jiuyan's father looked impatient, "I know, I need you to teach you this."

Then, Zhang Jiuyan went out and went to Zhang Gui to start his family.

When Zhang Guicheng's family arrived, Zhang Jiuyan explained his purpose. Zhang Guicheng smiled and said, "No, no, we have all eaten it."

The ancients ate this meal at about three o'clock in the evening, which was around four o'clock in the afternoon, and now it was seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and they were almost going to bed.

Zhang Jiuyan pulled Zhang Guicheng and said to him, his wife Ma and son Zhang Jiuzhen, to them: "I know you have eaten it, so now I just think it's just a midnight snack.

I bought pork and radish, braised, stewed soup, and wine. You can enjoy your face and have a meal, which is somewhat my wish."

Zhang Guicheng's family of three was shocked when they heard this. Zhang Guicheng asked in disbelief: "Jiuyan, did you buy meat? And wine?"

"Of course, there is no wine or meat, so how can I treat you to a meal?"

Zhang Jiuyan pulled Zhang Guicheng, and at the same time advised his wife Ma and Zhang Jiuzhen to let them go for dinner together.

Now Zhang Guicheng and his family of three are reluctant to go. You must know that this is eating meat and drinking, which is rare in many years.

So at Zhang Jiuyan's warm invitation, they came to Zhang Jiuyan's house.

As soon as he came in, Zhang Jiuyan's father looked proud and warmly greeted Zhang Guicheng's family, as if he had spent money this time.

Zhang Jiuyan was speechless about this father.

Zhang Guicheng and Zhang Jiuzhen were called to sit in the main hall, while Zhang Guicheng's wife Ma went to the kitchen to help Zhang Jiuyan's mother cook.

Soon, the aroma of meat came from the kitchen.
Chapter completed!