Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

Chu Qingzhi leaned closer to Li Qingyu, and whispered, "Mother, but I don't want to marry anyone, so you go and refuse, is that okay?"

"Don't like any of them?" Li Qingyu turned her face, a little surprised, but felt that it was reasonable that this daughter was well-informed, could read, write, draw, do business, had a lot of ideas, and had a good vision. She didn't like the village The rough man is also normal.

Chu Qingzhi nodded, "I don't like any of them, and mother, brother and sister haven't talked about their marriage yet, so what should I say?"

"It's not a problem, it's just an engagement, and you can marry later." In fact, Li Qingyu didn't want Qingzhi to marry those people, and she didn't look down on them, and felt that they were really not worthy of her own Qingzhi, but it should be said Still have to say.

Chu Qingzhi shook her head, "Mother, go and say no, I really don't like it."

Li Qingyu looked at her daughter lovingly for a while, "Since you don't like it, then forget it." She stroked Chu Qingzhi's hair, turned and walked out.

Hearing this, Tang Jinghong's heartstrings slowly relaxed, and his nervous heart eased. He turned his head and looked at Chu Qingzhi with dark eyes.

Chu Qingzhi turned her head around, and caught Tang Jinghong's eyes off guard.

The four eyes are facing each other.

The surroundings are gradually blurred, only each other is in their eyes, something is undergoing a qualitative change, an ambiguous atmosphere is pervasive, and an inexplicable affection breaks out in the hearts of the two of them.

Chu Qingzhi felt her heart beat faster, looked away, and parted her ears and hair unnaturally.

She coughed and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Will Qingzhi like herself? Tang Jinghong's slender and powerful fingers tightened slightly with his hands hidden in his sleeves, "Let me see how the zongzi is getting ready."

Chu Qingzhi walked towards the shed first, like a cover-up, "The rice dumplings have been made a lot, I'll take you to have a look."

Tang Jinghong followed, "Yes."

In the main room, Li Qingyu tactfully rejected all the matchmakers, and then sent them out one by one.

Matchmaker Chu stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched them off. She couldn't help laughing when she saw all the matchmakers hit the south wall and walked back disappointed.

That girl Qingzhi had a plan at first glance, how could she like the people they said, she told them, but she still didn't believe her.

Li Qingyu turned around and looked at matchmaker Chu, and the two laughed together.

It was too unusual for ten matchmakers to come to the door at the same time to talk about their marriage, so it quickly spread to all over the world. There was that kind of person who specialized in collecting anecdotes, and after hearing it, he recorded it in a book overnight. Later people saw this Strange incidents are considered to be fabricated, and it is impossible.

...

In the following days, Chu Qingzhi devoted all her attention to making zongzi, until the fourth day of May.

From the morning of this day, General Xu brought people to transport the zongzi, one truck after another, and the transportation was not finished until noon.

Tang Jinghong walked towards Chu Qingzhi, took out a stack of bank notes to her, and said with a gentle smile, "Count them."

Two hundred thousand zongzi, one twenty-five Wen, a total of five thousand taels of silver, Chu Qingzhi took it in his hand, and he knew how much it was, "No more, no less."

Tang Jinghong raised his lips, looked at Chu Qingzhi intently, and invited, "Tomorrow's Dragon Boat Festival, the county will be very lively at night, do you want to go and see it together?"

Chu Qingzhi also wanted to relax, so she agreed, "By the way, our family is going to the Hongyan Restaurant in the county town for dinner tomorrow. It's already booked, you can go with us."

Tang Jinghong looked at Chu Qingzhi's sincere eyes, smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Li Qingyu came over. She knew that Tang Jinghong was kicked out of the house, and she was very distressed, so she came here on purpose, "Jinghong, tomorrow's Dragon Boat Festival, come to your aunt's house for lunch at noon."

A person is alone, and his father can be ruthless. If you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather.

Tang Jinghong glanced at Chu Qingzhi, Chu Qingzhi tilted his head, a little playful, he couldn't help but move in his heart, "Thank you, auntie, I will definitely come tomorrow."

Li Qingyu laughed, "Okay, tomorrow Auntie will cook your favorite dishes."

Tang Jinghong's eyes were filled with a smile, "Thank you, Auntie, I'm leaving."

Li Qingyu cared, "Be careful on the road."

"Um."

Chu Qingzhi sent Tang Jinghong to the entrance of the village. She looked around, and then whispered, "Jinghong, you can eat the zongzi directly after you take them back. I've already heated them for you."

If the military camp steamed it by itself, it would definitely be impossible to handle so many zongzi, but to her, it was just a matter of magic, which was trivial.

"By the way, there are zongzi I steamed for you in the small box, you must try it."

In order to thank Tang Jinghong for allowing her to earn so much money, she specially made some unique sweet rice dumplings for him. Last time she discovered that Tang Jinghong likes to eat sweet ones.

Tang Jinghong felt for a moment that he liked Chu Qingzhi more, staring at her as if seeing a beam of light, "Qingzhi, thank you."

Chu Qing Zhishuang smiled and said, "You're welcome."

"Let's go." Tang Jinghong led the horse over, stepped on the horse's back gracefully, took a look at Qingzhi, and the horse gradually went away.

Chu Qingzhi looked at Tang Jinghong's tall and straight back as he left, and suddenly wished that time would pass faster and come early tomorrow.

...

Camp in the suburbs of Beijing.

The zongzi were transported back in a car and placed on the school grounds, which attracted the attention of everyone in the barracks.

In the barracks, there was the sound of the drums of soldiers gathering, and everyone immediately came to the school field and stood in a uniform formation.

Tang Jinghong also came to the school grounds. He handed over the distribution of zongzi to the lieutenant general, and he just took a look.

The deputy general stepped up to the high platform, "To celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival, the general prepared rice dumplings for everyone. They were supposed to eat them tomorrow, but some people will have a rest tomorrow, and today everyone is full, so we will serve them first."

When there is no war in Daling, the barracks take turns to rest, and each soldier has one day off every ten days.

"Zongzi is still hot, you can eat it right away, four per person, everyone has a share."

"Now follow the queue and come and get them one by one."

After the deputy general finished speaking, the soldiers below immediately stretched their necks to see, Zongzi, I haven't heard of it, I haven't seen it, I haven't eaten it, what does it look like?

The soldier who was the first to get the zongzi couldn't help talking when he smelled the aroma, but he happened to have a rest tomorrow and wanted to take it home to share with his family. Now that the weather is so hot, I don't know if he can save it until tomorrow?

He turned and ran to Tang Jinghong, and asked expectantly, "General, can I save this zongzi for tomorrow?"

Tang Jinghong nodded lightly, "Yes, but not for more than three days."

Qingzhi told him that the rice dumplings can be preserved for three days. Chu Qingzhi added a little spiritual energy to preserve them, otherwise it would be broken in one day in such a hot day.

There are also those who eat zongzi immediately after getting them, such as Fang Zerong.

After he got the zongzi, he went straight to Tang Jinghong's tent, "General, let's eat together."

Distributing zongzi took a long time, Tang Jinghong looked at it for a while and then returned to the tent.

Hearing the voice, he looked up at Fang Zerong, "No, I have."