Chapter 3 Roast Chicken

Chapter 3 Roast Chicken

Bang!

In the middle of the night, while digging a grave, a weak cry suddenly came from the graveyard. Zhou Qing was so frightened that he threw the hoe away with trembling hands, almost missing his own feet.

Turning around, she saw a young man holding one hand on his shoulder and the other on the tombstone, standing one meter away from her.

Zhou Qing

Male protagonist?

This appearance is a bit routine.

The young man's hand holding his shoulder had blood flowing out from between his fingers.

Zhou Qing glanced at his bloody hands, then took a serious look at his feet, and breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a shadow! ! !

"Well, I don't have medical skills."

man

"Girl, my leg is injured and I can't get on the horse. Can you help me?"

Zhou Qing

Your leg is injured, so what does it mean that you are holding on to the tombstone and covering your shoulder?

After frowning, Zhou Qing noticed that there was indeed a horse behind the young man, and there was a shadow under the horse's feet.

How did they manage to appear behind her quietly?

"Shall I help you up?"

The young man nodded and said, "Thank you, Miss. I will never forget your kindness in saving my life."

"No need, just give me money."

man

Zhou Qing

As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

right!

Touching his clothes and taking out a piece of silver, the man looked at Zhou Qing apologetically, "I only have so much on me."

After collecting the money, Zhou Qing quickly helped the young man mount his horse, and then picked up his hoe with a happy face.

Keep digging graves.

The original owner hid a small jar next to the grave. In the jar was hidden a handful of money that the original owner had secretly saved.

When Zhou Qing came home in the dark, he almost screamed out in shock at the mess in the house.

The only furniture in the house was in a mess, and the bedding on the kang was scattered. Zhou Huaishan was sitting on the bench, breathing heavily, covered in chicken feathers.

"what's the situation?"

Zhou Huaishan winked at Zhou Qing and said proudly, "You didn't have dinner tonight, okay? Dad will make you some beggar's chicken."

Zhou Qing

It’s quick to adapt to your identity!

"You killed the chickens in the yard?"

Zhou Huaishan snorted, "Is that food for humans? In the past, the dogs I raised at home ate better than this!"

"Then early tomorrow morning, the family will find that there are fewer chickens."

Zhou Huaishan yelled, "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. Who knew we ate it? I don't understand why I refuse to admit it."

Zhou Qing's eyes fell on the chicken feathers on Zhou Huaishan's body.

Zhou Huaishan's face suddenly fell and he said aggrievedly: "It's so difficult to kill a chicken. It's harder than reaching the sky. Come and pluck daddy's feathers."

Zhou Qing

Why does this sound so awkward?

"Is your leg okay?"

"It still hurts a little, but it doesn't affect eating chicken."

Zhou Qing didn't pick Zhou Huaishan's feathers after all. A room full of chicken feathers was enough for her to clean up.

By the time Zhou Qing finished cleaning the house, he had almost picked all the chicken feathers off Zhou Huaishan's body.

Zhou Huaishan stuffed all the chicken feathers into the stove under the kang. As soon as the small fire that had not been extinguished caught the chicken feathers, it suddenly became brighter.

Zhou Qing saw a clay egg through the flames.

"Is that your beggar's chicken?"

Zhou Huaishan nodded proudly, "It will be cooked and eaten in a while. By the way, have you found it?"

Zhou Qing took out a piece of silver and a string of copper plates, but didn't mention anything else.

When Zhou Huaishan saw that there was only such a small piece of silver, he was disappointed and said, "This is not even enough for a bowl of abalone rice."

Zhou Qing

Wuyu rolled his eyes and said, "This money is used to buy you pens, ink, paper and inkstones."

Zhou Huaishan's eyes widened and he pointed at his nose.

"Pen, ink, paper and inkstone? Me? I'm a dandy. Why do I need it? You might as well buy me two roast chickens!"

Zhou Qing

"Then I'll buy you a hoe!"

Zhou Huaishan's face fell, "Then I'll stick with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. But, my daughter, I can tell you in advance that I really don't know how to make a fuss."

"No need for you to make a fuss."

Before going out, Zhou Qing asked Zhou Huaishan to write on the ground with a firewood stick. Although the writing was not clear, Zhou Huaishan's writing was still good.

No matter how dandy he is, he is still a prince. He must have read books when he was a child.

"When you buy the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, you can make money by copying books."

Zhou Huaishan's eyes widened again, with a look of confusion on his face, "Making money? Me? My daughter, you want me to make money?"

What a joke!

"How can you study if you don't make money? If you don't study, your personality will collapse." Zhou Qing said angrily.

Zhou Huaishan had a bitter face and whispered aggrievedly, "I thought you were raising me."

Zhou Qing laughed angrily at him.

"I have to wait until I find a way to make a living to support you. Currently, the fastest way for us to make money is by copying books. You copy first. When I make money, I won't need you anymore."

Zhou Huaishan sighed, "Then hurry up."

Zhou Qing

Originally, when she asked Zhou Huaishan to copy books, it was really just as a transitional means. After all, she couldn't make much money from copying books.

Now it seems

She had to let Zhou Huaishan copy a lot, otherwise he would definitely not take the initiative to learn.

Zhou Huaishan always felt that something was wrong with the way Zhou Qing looked at him, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart, "Daughter, you won't hurt me, right? Although we are not biological, we are better than biological!"

Zhou Qing bared his teeth and smiled, "Where are you thinking? Is your beggar's chicken ready?"

Zhou Huaishan slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot."

After getting off the kang, Zhou Huaishan squatted in front of the stove and used tongs to take out the mud eggs inside.

"It should be done. Girl, just wait. Dad will break open the mud shell. The chicken thighs and wings are all yours."

As he spoke, Zhou Huaishan raised the fire tongs and knocked down the clay egg.

The fire tongs fell, and the clay egg cracked.

Zhou Huaishan threw away the fire tongs and used his hands to break the clay shell.

Then

Zhou Qing watched a hairless chicken struggling to jump out of the clay shell.

Zhou Qing

The scene was too exciting, Zhou Qing laughed directly on the kang, but she didn't dare to laugh out loud. She had a stomachache from holding back her laughter, and rolled back and forth.

"You didn't kill it, but just wrapped it in mud?"

Zhou Huaishan.

The hairless chicken tried to escape, and Zhou Huaishan was afraid that it would cry out. At the moment when the chicken struggled to jump out, Zhou Huaishan pounced on the chicken like a hungry wolf, and covered the chicken tightly with his coat.

"I knocked it out at the time, and when it didn't move, I thought it was dead. Damn, I didn't expect that it was still alive after all the hair was plucked!"

Zhou Qing covered her head with a quilt and laughed at a chicken like a goose.

Zhou Huaishan covered the chicken and couldn't help laughing.

In the end, the father and son didn't get to eat beggar's chicken. Zhou Qing put the chicken in the kitchen. She planned to stew it early tomorrow morning.

After telling Zhou Huaishan a few words, Zhou Qing went to sleep in Zhou Yao's room.

The eldest wife of the Zhou family never did anything.

Zhou Huaishan and Zhou Huailin were responsible for farming, Zhao and Zhou Yao were responsible for growing vegetables, and Zhou Qing took Zhou Ping to take care of three meals a day and raise pigs and chickens and wash clothes at home.

The next morning.

Zhou Qing got up early as usual and started sweeping the yard and cooking.

Sun lay on the kang and listened to the noise outside and sneered at Mr. Zhou, "What did I say? The second son is just pretending. If you want to hire a doctor, you can't start this. There is only so much money in the family. Brother Yuan doesn't even have enough money to study, so how can there be spare money."

Mr. Zhou sighed, "Be nice to the second and third sons in the future."

Sun spat, "I'm not a stepmother!"

As she spoke, the sky brightened.

As soon as Sun got up, Wang rushed in.

"Do the father and son of the second house know their mistakes?"

"Mother, Qing stewed the chicken!"

When Sun heard this, she was so anxious that she almost vomited blood.

She kept the chicken for laying eggs.

Even if she wanted to stew it, she had to wait for Zhou Yuan to come back and stew it for him.

"That little bastard! He is deliberately trying to piss me off to death!" Sun was so angry that she trembled all over and rushed to the kitchen.

Wang followed closely behind her.

When Sun rushed into the kitchen, the family of the third house had already sat down.

Zhou Ping looked at the big basin that Zhou Qing brought out, "Sister, you got up so early to eat chicken? It's not my birthday yet."

Zhou Qing put the basin on the table and patted Zhou Ping's head, "Are there a lot of question marks on your head?"

"Who told you to kill the chicken!" Sun stood at the door and roared.

The joyful atmosphere of being able to eat chicken in the house was interrupted.