Chapter 5: Irritability
Chengwu is two years older than Zhou Qing, but he still calls Zhou Qing sister.
The reason is the same.
When Chengwu was a child, he bullied Zhou Yao and was beaten up by Zhou Qing.
Not only Chengwu calls Zhou Qing sister, but many children in the village also call Zhou Qing sister.
Chengwu's family delivers vegetables to the county town every day. After the original owner came of age this year, she wanted to go to the county town to see if there was any way to make money, so she often followed Chengwu into the county town.
This is why when Zhou Qing just came here, Sun yelled at her not to run outside all day.
"Sister Qing, what happened to Uncle Huaishan's leg?" Chengwu asked worriedly while driving the mule cart.
Zhou Qing held a dogtail grass in his mouth and leaned on the vegetable basket behind him, "It's okay, but I have to take care of it for ten days."
"It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Sister Qing, you have to persuade Uncle Huaishan not to go to the fields early because he can't stand grandma's nagging. If he limps, your second house will be pitied."
The sun shines on Zhou Qing's face, and her skin is like honey.
Cheng Wu wants to say that even if Uncle Huaishan is really lame, he is willing to help her take care of him.
But the corners of his mouth moved, and he didn't dare to say it.
He was afraid that if he said it, they would no longer be friends.
Zhou Qing hummed in response to his friend's concern.
"When we go into the city, just drop me off at the Bimozhai at the city gate."
Cheng Wu looked puzzled, "Bimozhai? Do you want to buy it?"
"Well, I want my dad to go to school."
Cheng Wu
"Uncle Huaishan? Study?" His expression was no less than being struck by lightning.
Zhou Qing spit out the dogtail grass in his mouth, "I still need your help for this matter. If my grandma asks, you can say that you lent me the money for the inkstone, paper and inkstone, okay?"
"Of course, Sister Qing, you can ask me to do anything, but, why is Uncle Huaishan going to school? Will your grandparents agree?"
Zhou Qing stared at the road in the distance, "Whether you agree or not, my father will go."
"How much money does Uncle Huaishan need to study? Sister Qing, I have it here"
Zhou Qing immediately stopped him, "How can my father use your money to study."
Cheng Wu
You can use it if you marry me.
This word turned around in his mind, but Cheng Wu still didn't dare to say it.
Driving the carriage, the two talked, and the carriage rumbled straight to the county town.
When they arrived at the city gate, Zhou Qing jumped off the car, and Cheng Wu smiled and said, "Sister Qing, I sent vegetables to pick you up."
Bi Mo Zhai is close to the city gate, the location is remote, and the price is much lower than other places.
Zhou Qing couldn't understand why a pen and ink shop was opened in such a place.
"Brother Qiang, are you really going to marry Zhou Qing from the Zhou family in Qingyang Village?"
Zhou Qing was about to enter the shop when he heard this sentence. He turned his head and looked at the source of the sound.
Next to the pen and ink shop was a tea shop.
Two young people were sitting in a corner drinking tea and talking, and there were a lot of things piled on the table.
"Why should I lie to you?" Wang Qiang crossed his legs and said proudly: "My mother said that I will propose marriage in three or five days."
"Did the Zhou family agree?"
"Zhou Qing's father can't get a fart. The eldest house of the Zhou family has the final say on this matter, which means my family has the final say."
"Zhou Qing is good-looking, but her temper is really not good."
"If she goes to my house and doesn't obey, I will break her legs!" Wang Qiang laughed arrogantly.
"Brother Qiang is awesome!" His companion gave a thumbs up, "It's so hard to get into the city, why don't you go to Hongxiufang and sit for a while?"
"Let's go!"
Wang Qiang stood up with his things, humming a little tune.
Zhou Qing stood behind Wang Qiang with his arms folded, "Wang Qiang."
Hearing someone calling, Wang Qiang turned around and saw Zhou Qing at a glance. He was so shocked that Wang Qiang, who had just stood up halfway, fell back down.
"Why are you here?"
"I warn you, you are not allowed to come to my house to propose marriage!" Zhou Qing glared at Wang Qiang with a sullen face and got straight to the point.
Wang Qiang
Took a breath and snorted, "Marriage is a big deal, parents' orders and matchmaker's words, you and I have no say."
Zhou Qing didn't waste time talking to him, picked up the broom standing outside the tea shop, and hit Wang Qiang on the head.
Thanks to the original owner for being a jerk!
If you say to beat the bastard, beat the bastard.
Cool!
Wang Qiang never expected Zhou Qing to suddenly attack him. He was so frightened that he subconsciously dodged. As a result, his foot tripped over the leg of the bench and he fell to the ground with a bang.
Zhou Qing raised the broom and hit him, just like threshing grain.
Wang Qiang's friends saw Wang Qiang being beaten and retreated immediately in fear.
Damn!
Bitch!
Wang Qiang was hit by the broom and rolled on the ground with a hoarse voice, "You are crazy, you dare to hit me, stop it!"
"If you dare to come to my house to propose marriage, I will hit you every time I see you!"
The broom in Zhou Qing's hand hit Wang Qiang like raindrops.
How could Wang Qiang bear the pain? He howled a few times and began to beg for mercy, "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me."
After hitting him for a cup of tea, Zhou Qing stopped, "Are you going?"
Wang Qiang adhered to the principle of a good man not to suffer a loss in front of him, and gritted his teeth and said, "No."
"Get out!"
Put the broom back to its original place, Zhou Qing clapped his hands and watched Wang Qiang leave.
The crowd of spectators around
This is the first time I have seen a woman reject a marriage proposal in this way!
Just!
At the entrance of Bimozhai, a man in a black robe looked at Zhou Qing with a meaningful smile on his face.
Zhou Qing patted the dust off her body and walked towards Bimozhai.
"Girl, we meet again."
Zhou Qing looked up and saw a handsome but slightly old-dressed young man smiling at her.
Zhou Qing
Do you know him?
The mind hesitated for a moment, and suddenly remembered.
The man who spends money!
"It's you. Is your injury healed?" Zhou Qing smiled and glanced at his leg.
The man raised his mouth slightly, with a faint smile, "Thank you for your help yesterday, it's fine now, are you here to buy something?"
Zhou Qing nodded and entered the Bimozhai.
"Are you buying something too?"
The man shook his head, "This is my store."
Zhou Qing
"Your store" She felt that her tone of voice had changed.
Then make it cheaper!
Looking at Zhou Qing, the man couldn't help laughing and said, "I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Shen, and my given name is Li, which means encouragement."
Zhou Qing grinned and chuckled.
Shen Li smiled warmly, "What do you want to buy, young lady?"
Zhou Qing looked around the shop and grinned, "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
As he spoke, Zhou Qing took out his own silver, not embarrassed at all, "Yes, I will buy it with the silver you gave me. You can buy whatever goods you think are worth. You need more paper and ordinary ink."
Are you embarrassed to give me something too bad?
Shen Li took a look at the silver, confiscated it, and just smiled and turned to go behind the counter.
There was a man in his fifties standing at the counter. Shen Li whispered a few words to him, and the man turned around and took the inkstone and pen, and hugged a thick stack of paper.
"Are these enough?" Shen Li smiled and looked at Zhou Qing.
Zhou Qing
Even if she didn't understand the market, she knew that the pen and inkstone were good goods.
"It's enough, but I don't think my money is enough."
"I don't want your money."
"No merit, no reward!"
"Just consider it as my repayment for saving my life."