The Story of a Young Man Who Traveled Through Time and Space to Farm

Chapter 13

Every time Zhang Wuliang opened a piece of tofu, Chen Xiaonian and Zhang Zhenyong would be amazed, as if Zhang Wuliang was performing some wonderful magic.

Auntie Zhao looked at them with amusement, then took a knife and cut the tofu into small pieces, took out a few baskets, put a few pieces in one basket, wrapped them with cloth, and then handed one to Zhang Zhenyong, saying: "Little Stone, you take this to your uncle's house, be careful not to fall on the way, and come back after you take it, understand? Don't run around outside."

"Got it, Auntie" Zhang Zhenyong picked up the basket and prepared to leave.

But Auntie Zhao stopped him: "Wait a minute, go with your eldest brother, let him take you on the way."

Then she said to Zhang Wuliang: "Danniu, you take this to the village chief's house."

"Okay" Zhang Wuliang put down the things in his hand, picked up a basket from the table, took the one from Zhang Zhenyong's hand, and took Zhang Zhenyong out.

Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaonian were left alone in the kitchen. Aunt Zhao took a basket and stuffed it into Chen Xiaonian's hand, saying, "Xiaonian, take this to your parents' home."

"Ah," Chen Xiaonian was a little embarrassed: "Isn't this bad?" Isn't it said that mothers-in-law hate daughters-in-law to steal things from their parents' home?

Aunt Zhao comforted him, "What's wrong with it? Take the things you made at home to your grandpa and mother to taste them."

The Chen family is in-laws anyway, and the relationship cannot be too stiff. Isn't it just that you send some things to my family and I help your family?

The relationship between the two families will be closer after a few more visits. Besides, she doesn't want anything from the Chen family. Even if the Chen family doesn't come to her house to help, she sends some things to the Chen family as a thank you for teaching Chen Xiaonian so well. Aunt Zhao is still very satisfied with Chen Xiaonian.

Aunt Zhao saw Chen Xiaonian still hesitating and unwilling to leave, and urged him repeatedly: "Be obedient, go quickly, it will be difficult to walk on the road when it gets dark."

"Okay" Chen Xiaonian took a small step forward: "Then mother, I'll go first"

"Go, go..."

Aunt Zhao sent the people away, and then took the tofu to deliver some to the neighbors on the left and right.

While Zhang Wuliang was walking with Zhang Zhenyong to the village chief's house, he turned over his memories. The village chief of Taohe Village: Zhang Zhengyang, who is also the patriarch of the Zhang family, is thirty-five years old this year. He is the son of the previous patriarch and is of the same generation as Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhao. His wife, Zhang Qian, has a daughter and two sons. He is upright and experienced, and has great prestige in Taohe Village. He is not overly partial to the Zhang family members just because he is the patriarch of the Zhang family. The villagers are also very convinced of him.

Zhang Wuliang had reason to believe that the harmony within Yaohe Village, where people lived and worked in peace and contentment and where no petty thefts occurred, was due to the great contribution of the village chief.

Village chief Zhang's house and Uncle Zhang's house were in the same direction as Zhang Wuliang's.

But they had to take two separate roads. Zhang Wuliang separated from Zhang Zhenyong at the fork in the road, handed him the basket, told him to be careful on the road and go back early, and watched him walk forward step by step.

Until he could no longer see the turn, he continued to walk forward.

Village chief Zhang's house was a little farther than Uncle Zhang's house, and the road was slippery on snowy days. Zhang Wuliang walked for another quarter of an hour before he saw the gate of the village chief's house.