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Zhao Hanzhang led a group of people to catch up with the team in front, and turned his head curiously as he passed.

This road has gone down the official road and only leads to Zhao's Wubao.

Most of the people in this group were young men of similar age to her, either riding horses or sitting on bullock carts with their necks hunched. There were five or six slaves following the carts, but Zhao Hanzhang did not recognize any of these people.

Zhao Hanzhang and his group passed by them, and they all looked at each other curiously. When they were about to cross the convoy and move forward, she curiously turned her head and glanced at the convoy again, and happened to meet the eyes of the man on the first bullock cart.

Zhao Hanzhang's heart moved, he reined in his horse and stopped the convoy in front.

The convoy stopped, and a young man sitting on the bullock cart frowned and asked: "Who are you, and why are you blocking our carriage?"

Zhao Hanzhang only glanced at him and then looked at the handsome man sitting in the middle. She hesitated and called out: "But Uncle Zitu?"

Since the rebel army retreated from Xiping County, few outsiders have come to Xiping until now. Most of the people who come to Wubao at this time are Zhao's own people.

The man glanced at Zhao Hanzhang lightly, remembered something, sat up slightly, frowned, and tentatively called: "Is it Sanniang?"

Zhao Hanzhang immediately smiled and said, "It's Hanzhang, uncle."

She glanced at the teenagers and young people behind him, and her smile became even brighter, "Are these the elder and younger brothers?"

Zhao Cheng looked at Zhao Hanzhang's smiling face and slowly moved his eyes from her to the two teenagers behind her. He looked back and forth between Fu Tinghan and Zhao Erlang for a while and then settled on Zhao Erlang, "Is this Erlang?"

Because he didn't look very smart. In comparison, the other boy was not only more handsome, but also looked very smart.

Zhao Hanzhang dismounted and shouted to Zhao Erlang, "Why don't you come over and pay your respects to your uncle?"

Fu Tinghan also came forward to pay homage. When he heard what he called himself, Zhao Cheng nodded slightly, "You don't have to be polite, Mr. Fu Dalang."

He pointed to the road and asked Zhao Hanzhang to get out of the way. They were going back to Wubao.

Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and took the horse aside to let them go first.

Zhao Cheng didn't even look at them and asked the driver to continue driving.

After they all passed by, she got on her horse and said to everyone: "Let's go, let's go back to the old house."

So he led everyone to catch up with the convoy from behind, overtook them from the side again, and passed them towards Wubao against the wind.

The dust was flying, and it was blown towards the convoy behind with the wind.

Team:…

Zhao Cheng:......

The young man sitting in the same car as Zhao Cheng wiped his face and said angrily, "This person is so rude, Father Zhong, is she Zhao Sanniang?"

A smile quickly flashed in Zhao Cheng's eyes. He glanced at the young man and said, "What are you talking about? Why don't you drive back quickly? It's almost dark today."

Zhao Hanzhang led the people back to his old house, left the horse to the people behind him, and took Fu Tinghan and Zhao Erlang to visit the Wang family.

Mrs. Wang was busy in the kitchen. Today was a small holiday, so she cooked a lot of meals.

Knowing that children love to eat meat, I prepared the most meat, including several of Fu Tinghan's favorite dishes.

Mrs. Wang asked people to bring the dishes out, and she also brought a plate of dishes, "Go and wash your hands quickly. Let's eat early today. They all said it will snow tonight. I think the sky is dark, maybe it will really snow." , we might be able to enjoy the night snow.”

Zhao Erlang: "Mom, it's dark and I can't see you."

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Auntie, we met someone when we came back. It seems to be Uncle Zitu from the seventh uncle's family."

Wang was stunned, "He's back?"

"Yes, do you think we should go see him?"

Wang thought for a while and then said: "Let's go tomorrow. Today is Xiaoxue and he just came back. It's not good to disturb their family reunion."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and thought it would be better to visit him tomorrow.

Fu Tinghan raised his head and glanced at her. She had just overtaken a car and it was a mouthful of dust. Wouldn't it be scolding her now?

Zhao Hanzhang met his eyes, smiled and winked at him.

When Wang saw it, she glared at Zhao Erlang who was sitting between the two of them.

Zhao Erlang had already held his chopsticks and was waiting for his sister's order to start eating. When his mother glared at him, he was a little confused. He didn't know how he had offended her.

When Mrs. Wang saw that he was still motionless, she stepped forward and twisted his ears, dragging him to sit next to her. "I don't know what you have learned in the county. You have even forgotten all the etiquette."

She turned to Zhao Hanzhang and said, "We should let him come back to study. How can a family member not be polite?"

Zhao Erlang looked at Zhao Hanzhang with a pleading look.

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Auntie, we will teach him. Come on, I think today's tofu is pretty good."

Zhao Hanzhang gave her a piece of tofu. The tofu had been stewed for a long time and was stewed with large bones. It was very delicious. When she took a bite, it was filled with soup.

Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows slightly and remembered, "Winter is here, there are no green vegetable leaves in the fields, and everyone is bored, so we can try growing some bean sprouts. I have always wanted to try squeezing soybean oil and grinding some soybean flour and noodles. , but I have been unable to spare manpower, but now I can.”

Fu Tinghan said: "There is only one mill in the county, and the other one is the mill next to the county government office. The stone mills and stone mortars inside are specially used by criminals. I went to see them, and there are only two sets."

"That's a bit small. Let's make some." Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while and said: "I dare not say that every village and resettlement site must have one, but it is convenient to put one between several villages and resettlement sites. common people.”

Fu Tinghan did not refute, but asked: "Have you thought about how to squeeze soybean oil?"

Zhao Hanzhang got a headache and said vaguely: "I think about it again. I wasn't very serious when I was listening to the book, so I don't remember it very clearly..."

When Fu Tinghan saw that she had a headache, he laughed and gave her a piece of meat. "You think about it, we have a whole winter to worry about it."

Also, before spring plowing, they were relatively free, and now the people are spending the winter at home.

Wang was very quiet while they were talking about business. When they finished talking, she urged, "Eat quickly. After you finish eating, go try on new clothes. I made winter clothes for you all."

She turned to look at Zhao Erlang and said angrily: "Especially you, it's only been less than two months. How many pieces of clothing do you think you have worn out?"

Zhao Erlang buried his head in eating hard, and Zhao Hanzhang also lowered his head in understanding.

Mrs. Wang muttered, "If an ordinary family could afford to support you, they would spend so much fabric."

Fu Tinghan spoke for his brother-in-law, "Madam, when Erlang practices martial arts, he always has to spend some money on clothes."

"His sister also practices martial arts, why doesn't she spend as much time as he does? I think she is still naughty." Mrs. Wang persisted in wanting Zhao Erlang to come back and practice etiquette.

The family had a lively dinner, and a house not far from the old house was also very lively.

When Zhao Hu saw his grandson coming back, he hugged him happily, with a smile on his eyes and brows. When he faced Zhao Cheng again, although his smile faded a little, it was still there. He nodded reservedly and said, "You have a conscience, so why not?" When you come back, you won’t be allowed to take Dalang out again this time.”