Chapter 167: It's an acquaintance

Shui Qinghua was instructing the eldest son Fan Jiang. Besides Fan Jiang, Fan He, Fan Hu and Hu Wenhua also stood up.

"Why are you following?" Hu's mother pulled the hem of her son's clothes, signaling him not to follow.

This is his sister's village. It is not appropriate for them to live here. If they wander around, they might cause gossip to their daughter.

Hu Wenhua didn't think too much and said casually: "The road is slippery. I'll take care of the little ones."

In fact, it was the heavy rain and the work in the past two days. They were bored and needed to go out for a walk to get some fresh air.

The words he said were quite elder-like.

Hu's mother looked at her tall and strong son and thought it was good for him to follow.

She reminded him worriedly: "Don't cause trouble. After finishing the business, bring the little ones back early."

The four of them agreed with a deafening roar, and then ran away.

Mother Hu shook her head helplessly and sighed, worrying: "You are about to get married, why are you still like a child, not enlightened."

Shuiqing: ..... She was still a child.

Fan Jin comforted her softly: "Wenhua just hasn't met yet, he will be enlightened when he meets him, don't worry, mother."

Mother Hu loved to hear this, and asked excitedly: "By the way, are there any girls of the right age in your village? The same age as Wenhua, no, it's okay if she's older, a girl three years older will bring gold bricks."

Fan Jin looked at Shuiqing in a daze, his dark eyes at a loss.

Shuiqing had no choice but to stand up and asked back with experience: "Mother, how would he know?"

Mother Hu was right when she heard it, how could her son-in-law, a scholar, know all this!

He immediately asked Shuiqing cheerfully, "You must know that. You also know that we have made some money from brewing wine, so we will not let the young girl suffer any grievance. As long as the young girl is good and has good character, she can be tall, short, fat or thin!"

Shuiqing: ..... Those who don't know would think that Wenhua is too old to find one. As long as we find one who wants him, it's fine.

"Mom, Wenhua is still young, and there is still time to slowly choose one."

"Not young anymore, he is already sixteen, and this year is already halfway through, and he will be seventeen in a few months. If he doesn't look good this year, we will look for him next year, and then make a decision and choose a date to get married. We don't know how old he will be then!

A man is old after eighteen, and the good young girls will be chosen early. What can he choose then?" Mother Hu counted on her fingers for the others to hear, and she became more and more worried.

Hu the butcher also looked a little worried.

Shuiqing opened her mouth, wondering if age can still be calculated in this way?

The tea room was quiet for a while.

Shuiqing turned to look at the corner where Yan Qiuxing was calling his three brothers.

The three sisters are studying how to cook delicious dishes.

Xinghui said to Zhaodi proudly and proudly: "The braised pork made by my mother is better than that made by the best chef in the city!"

Fan Zhaodi nodded without hesitation: "Auntie's is the best!"

"We have to learn it too, and we can cook better than the chef in the restaurant in the future."

"We have to learn it!"

Mother Hu watched the girls discuss cooking happily and thought it was great.

"After we learn it, we can be cooks and earn a lot a month, maybe more than the chef in the restaurant!" Xinghui continued.

Fan Zhaodi quickly adapted and said: "Being a cook can make money, which is even better."

Mother Hu exclaimed and blinked her eyes. Why are these two children different from what she thought?

Learning cooking is not to cook for the family, but to make money?

But is it appropriate for girls to be cooks?

"No, you two can't think like that." Yan Qiu is very much like an elder sister and stopped the two sisters.

Mother Hu breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Qiu taught earnestly: "Being a cook for others and being managed by others will not bring you much money. You should think about earning money yourself.

For example, since our food is better than that of the chef in the restaurant, why don't we open a restaurant and be the boss? Wouldn't we earn more this way?

It's okay if we don't have money at the beginning. We can earn money as cooks first, but we can't be cooks for life, understand?"

Xing Hui and Fan Zhaodi were stunned at first, and then they seemed to have opened their minds and nodded immediately.

"Eldest sister is right. We should be our own bosses in the future and can hire people to work.

Being a boss is a bit tiring, but there is no job that is not tiring."

Fan Zhaodi thought that being a cook and earning money was a good thing, but she didn't expect that her eldest sister said that she could also open a restaurant.

The second sister also thought it was right.

She didn't even have enough food to eat a few days ago, but following her two sisters, she actually felt that opening a restaurant was not out of reach.

She thought her two sisters could do it.

Even if she worked hard, she could do it...

Shui Qing nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Qiu, the eldest sister, is doing a very good job.

Mother Hu was stunned.

How could this be wrong?

Thinking about being a cook is fine, but also thinking about opening a restaurant. Is that restaurant so easy to open? How much money does it cost?

She looked at Qing'er and saw a warm and appreciative smile on Qing'er's face, and the worries in her heart gradually dissipated.

Children's jokes are just jokes, don't take it seriously.....

Hu Wenhua followed Jiang Hehu and ran to the main village of Shanshui Village.

When they were almost there, only Fan Jiang went in, and the others dispersed to find their own friends to play.

Hu Wenhua came to Shanshui Village less often, and there was no familiar person, let alone playmates. He walked back along the road in the village, looking left and right from time to time.

Living in the town since childhood is still different from the village, and everything he sees is new.

Most of the adults in the village knew that he was Shuiqing's younger brother, and nodded politely.

The children looked at Hu Wenhua, who was like a small mountain while walking, and unconsciously shrank behind their parents.

Even the little boys who were disliked by cats and dogs in the village, kept a distance from Hu Wenhua and did not dare to provoke him.

There was no way. Although the boy was only sixteen years old, he was so strong that he felt that he could kill several people with one punch. They just wanted to do it, not that they were not afraid of death!

So Hu Wenhua walked all the way to the back of the village without any obstacles.

Before he got close, he heard voices of ridicule and accusation:

"Ugly, do you think the herbs your mother gave you have lost their efficacy after being left for too long? Why are they useless to us after we drank them!"

"Is it because the herbs were not enough? Is your mother still targeting us brothers? My mother said that as long as you give her herbs to cure her throat, she will allow you to enter the house!"

"Hey, I'm talking to you, are you deaf? Squeak."

Hu Wenhua frowned sharply.

In front of him was a three-room adobe house far away from the village, with no yard. A girl was drying herbs, and the house was full of herbs that needed to be dried.

There were a lot of them, but they were arranged very neatly.

The girl turned her back to the people who were shouting and ignored them.

Hu Wenhua looked at the three people who were shouting.

To be precise, there were two half-grown boys in front who were laughing and shouting, and one was behind with his arms crossed, pretending to be profound, with a mocking smile on his lips.

Upon closer look, I discovered that it was an acquaintance!