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    The freight wheels couldn¡¯t get in, so they had to get off the car and walk. Fortunately, they took this small road in the village. It wasn¡¯t very far, so they could just enjoy the southern rural scenery along the way, which was also good.

    After the driver of the truck locked the car, he followed them. He had promised to take care of food and housing, but now that the truck couldn't be driven in, the driver just asked to take care of the food. He would definitely go back to live in the truck at night.

    The weather is just right at this time of year. It¡¯s warm during the day and not cold at night. Living in a freighter is just a matter of spreading out a mattress and covering yourself with a quilt.

    People came to him, and Fang Wenzheng had to entertain them no matter what. Fortunately, he knew that the Zhao family was not short of money and would definitely subsidize him in the future.

    He led the group of people toward his home. Along the way, he met neighbors and villagers, and a few people greeted him in their local language. Zhao Rongxi and the others could not understand nine out of ten sentences.

    Fortunately, there was a ready-made translator. Uncle Zhou, who was walking at the end, secretly asked the Freight Wheel driver what they said. The Freight Wheel driver was still very enthusiastic and told him word for word.  Uncle Zhou stuffed a box of cigarettes over him. The freighter driver pushed it away twice before accepting it.

    There was no important information in it, so Uncle Zhou didn¡¯t talk to Zhao Rongxi who came to the front.

    They entered from the beginning of the village and walked to the end of the village before arriving at Fang Wenzheng¡¯s house.

    Judging from the walls of other houses in the village along the way, Fang Wenzheng and his family are not considered good, but they are not bad either. They are really not as poor as Fang Wenzheng described.

    Arriving at the door of his house, Fang Wenzheng pushed the door open and went in. Country people usually leave the door unlocked during the day when there are people at home.

    After Fang Wenzheng called out "Abba, Ama", someone answered in the back room. After a while, the door opened and a man came out with a hookah in his hand, wearing coarse clothes and home-made cloth shoes.

    This man looked about fifty years old, and he looked somewhat similar to Fang Wenzheng. After seeing Fang Wenzheng, his expression visibly stiffened, "Wen Yaozi, why are you back?"

    His father also spoke the local dialect, but compared to the previous neighborly blind dates, he spoke more clearly. Some words he couldn't understand, so he could probably guess what was going on.

    The words Fang Wenzheng replied to him were too fast and too many to hear clearly.

    The freighter driver quietly said to Uncle Zhou: "The man said he brought his girlfriend back for fun, and said you are the girl's parents."

    Uncle Zhou sneered in his heart, his face was big enough, he had sealed his identity by himself, who would admit it?

    Sure enough, after Fang's father knew who they were, his attitude was different from before. Not only did the smile on his face get thicker, he also let them sit in the room.

    Fang Wenzheng asked again: "Where is my grandma?"

    ¡°Your sister and I went to hunt hogweed in the mountains, and we¡¯re counting on the time to come back.¡±

    The conversation between father and son came to Zhao Rongxi¡¯s ears through the freighter driver, Uncle Zhou.

    The male laborer in the house is lying on the bed smoking a hookah, but two women are asked to go up the mountain to collect pigweed. There is a problem with the division of labor in the family.

    He frowned slightly and took a closer look at Fang Wenzheng. He found that he was probably used to this situation at home and did not show any objection.

    Jasmine approached her brother and said in a very low voice: "Brother, I'm hungry!"

    The cargo wheel was bumpy all the way, and the little food we had eaten in the morning had long been digested.

    Her tutor told her since she was a child: When you go to other people¡¯s homes, you can¡¯t just ask for their things.

    Even though she and Fang Wen were in a relationship, she was embarrassed to ask for food, not to mention this was her first visit.

    She was embarrassed to speak, but her brother was embarrassed. Anyone could go hungry, but not his sister.

    "Brother Fang, is there anything ready to eat at home? We are hungry all the way," his sister was embarrassed to say, but her brother was embarrassed, and said: "This is the first time we come to Brother Fang's house. Brother Fang doesn't have to entertain us too much."  It¡¯s rich and home-cooked, and we just want to try what the country food here tastes like.¡±

    What he said was shameless and very reasonable. After all, it was their first visit and Fang Wenzheng referred to them as his girlfriend and a member of the woman¡¯s family. As a man, Fang Wenzheng should give him warm hospitality.

    It¡¯s just that after he made this request, the embarrassment that he had brought out of the freighter and walked all the way to the village gathered again.

    It took a while for Fang Wenzheng to talk to his father. He was still talking in dialect. He spoke quickly, and eight out of ten sentences were unintelligible.

    Fortunately, the truck driverThey understood it, and translated it again for those who didn't understand.

    The son asked his father if there was anything ready to eat at home. The father said that he wouldn¡¯t cook it until his wife and daughter came back, so he had nothing to eat.

    They arrived suddenly. It was normal that there was no ready-made food at home. Zhao Rongxi took a step back and said, "If it's inconvenient for Brother Fang, if we have the ingredients at home, we can cook and eat them ourselves."

    "My father and I don't know how to cook," he said, looking at Jasmine expectantly, "I don't know"

    "My sister has been spoiled since she was little. She doesn't know how to cook. In the past few years, when there were no adults and only us, brother and sister, were at home, I would cook all the food, but I won't use you."  That stove at home.¡±

    When they came in, they saw a large stove and pot set up at the door. Zhao Rongxi didn't know how to handle that thing. If he cooked a meal, he might burn down the whole house.

    "Then let me go to the mountains to find my sister and grandma."

    Fang Wenzheng had no choice. Besides, there was someone coming to the house, so he had to find the mistress.

    His father doesn¡¯t speak Mandarin, but because both of his sons have gone to school and are always reading and writing at home, he can¡¯t speak it but can understand it more or less.

    When someone said that his son's girlfriend, who was also his future daughter-in-law, couldn't even cook, he took his son aside and whispered a few words. Fang Wenzheng whispered back a few words and even took a picture of his father.  hand, signaling his father to leave him alone.

    Because the voice was too soft and the words were scary, even the truck driver didn't hear what the father and son were saying this time, but it didn't matter, Zhao Rongxi could guess it. It was nothing more than a woman who didn't know how to cook and what she wanted to marry.  This kind of thing.

    He sneered in his heart again, haha, no one can force his sister to cook if she doesn't want to. If his sister is willing to wash hands and make soup for a man, that is also a kind of interest. His sister should have the final say in everything, and it is not anyone else's turn to point out.  Hands and feet.

    Fang Wenzheng went out to find his mother and sister, but his father didn't even bring them a cup of crude tea and water, let alone something like country wild fruits. He obviously didn't know how to treat guests.

    Fortunately, they brought their own water. Zhao Rongxi was afraid that his sister would not be accustomed to the climate when she first arrived here, so he packed a lot of mineral water brought from home, so that he could have water to drink even if he just sat there, so he would not feel thirsty.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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