Chapter 28 Confession
Zhou Qingchao Chengwu smiled and said, "My father is good at handwriting. He worships me as his teacher."
Cheng Wu could see knives coming out of Shen Li's eyes.
"I think he has no good intentions, so Uncle Huaishan agrees?" Cheng Wu didn't lower his voice. He just wanted the little boss to hear, "Who knows what intentions he has when he doesn't even know this person."
Zhou Qing glanced at Shen Li awkwardly.
Under the moonlight, Shen Li, wearing his particularly old-fashioned black robe, stood beside the pig pen and smiled slightly when he saw her looking at him.
"I've already become a disciple. My father even accepted the apprenticeship gift from others." Zhou Qing laughed and said, "Is this why you came here?"
Cheng Wu was the original owner's childhood friend. Although these words made Shen Li embarrassed, she couldn't bear to fall into Cheng Wu's face for Shen Li's sake.
"Are you going to the city tomorrow? Take me with you when you go to the city. My father has finished copying the book, and I will change it." Zhou Qing changed the topic.
Cheng Wu nodded, "Let's go to the city and have some time. I'll pick you up and bring you some roasted sparrows."
Speaking of this, Cheng Wu glanced at Shen Li proudly and provocatively.
"Okay, see you tomorrow morning. My dad is still writing. I won't talk to you any more. You should go back early."
After saying that, Zhou Qing turned around, picked up the pig food bowl from the pig pen and left.
Cheng Wu looked at Zhou Qing's back, then glanced at Shen Li bitterly, took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to step forward, and took Zhou Qing's hand.
The secret he had kept in his heart had been hidden too deep for too long. At this moment, he finally mustered up the courage to speak out. His whole body was shaking with nervousness, and sweat was pouring from his forehead.
"Sister Qing, I...I think I want to marry you."
He had obviously practiced it thousands of times in his mind, but when Cheng Wu actually spoke it, he stuttered and was as low as a mosquito.
After finally finishing his confession, Cheng Wu lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhou Qing's reaction.
My heart was pounding so fast that it almost jumped out of my throat.
Silence, silence.
After being silent for a long time, Cheng Wu's heart was racing and panic filled the air.
Why doesn’t Sister Qing say anything?
Is she angry?
Restless, Cheng Wu looked up at Zhou Qing, "Sister Qing, I..."
When he looked up, Cheng Wu saw the little boss opposite him sneering at him.
Chengwu
His eyes suddenly widened.
The person standing opposite him was not Zhou Qing, but the little boss.
Cheng Wu lowered his head.
The hand he is holding is not Zhou Qing's, but the little boss's? ? ? ! ! !
This huge blow made Cheng Wu stumble back, as if he had seen a ghost.
how
How could he be a small boss!
He obviously pulled Zhou Qing's!
Shen Li sneered, said nothing, turned around and left.
Cheng Wu felt out of breath, he was top-heavy and didn't know how he left the front door of Zhou's house.
He actually pulled the wrong hand, wrong hand! ! !
I still held the little boss’s hand! ! !
Oh my God!
Cheng Wu just wanted to look up to the sky and scream.
Shen Li entered the room without mentioning what just happened.
With the mule cart and Shen Li joining him, Zhou Qing simply cut out the roll of paper and let them write.
Counting those written before the meal, there are a total of 800 sheets for Dafeng, 800 sheets for Zhongfeng, and 1,000 sheets for Xiaofeng.
After all was written and it was getting late, Shen Li said goodbye from Zhou's house.
"Miss Qing, will you go to the city tomorrow? I just want to go back and buy some daily necessities. Can you ask the brother just now to give me a ride?"
Shen Li looked inquiringly and said to Zhou Qing, his voice as gentle as the moonlight.
Tomorrow Zhou Huailin will drive Shen Li's mule cart to sell calligraphy. This was just agreed. When Shen Li mentioned this, Zhou Qing immediately said: "Okay."
"Thank you Miss Qing." Shen Li smiled happily.
Zhou Qing was a little embarrassed, "Why are you thanking me? It was because we used your car to sell letters that you didn't have a car to use."
"Thank you, Miss Qing. Go back to bed quickly. We have to get up early tomorrow."
"Well, bye then, see you tomorrow." Zhou Qing waved to Shen Li and turned around to enter the hospital. After taking two steps and not hearing any movement behind him, he turned back and said, "Why don't you leave?"
"I'll watch you go in and leave." Shen Li smiled fondly.
Zhou Qing
This is like a boyfriend sending his partner home.
Rolling his eyes in his heart, Zhou Qing returned to the house.
Seeing the beautiful figure disappear, Shen Li turned around and left with a smile on his face.
But he didn't go back to the yard he bought.
In the dead of night, Shen Li went straight to the mountain behind Qingyang Village.
Since then, people in the mountains have had an additional training task: night training.
Who knows what kind of chicken blood their Master Shen got in the middle of the night to get him so excited!
Early the next morning, Shen Li appeared at the door of Zhou's house in high spirits at dawn.
Zhou Qing got up early to cook. When he came out of the house, he was startled when he saw Shen Li, "Why are you here so early?"
With that said, he opened the courtyard door for him.
Shen Li came in with a smile and an embarrassed look on his face, "I live there by myself, and I don't have anything yet. Can I have breakfast first?"
Zhou Qing suddenly realized and said with a smile: "What can't be done?"
"Thank you, Miss Qing." Shen Li smiled with satisfaction, "What does Miss Qing want to do? I'm here to help."
Zhou Qing was not polite, "I'll make breakfast, you can light the fire."
"good."
Shen Li lit the fire and Zhou Qing kneaded the noodles. There was peace in the simple kitchen.
Shen Li held his chin in his hand and looked up at Zhou Qing. Is this an pastoral song?
While cooking, Mrs. Zhao came over.
"Qing girl, why are you cooking? It's not my turn today."
"I'm making noodles today. I thought that since it's not a festival, my aunt and grandma don't need to eat white flour, so I made it separately."
Zhou Qing really couldn't get used to the noodles mixed with corn flour in ancient times.
Especially the corn flour, when it was ground, it might even grind corn cobs into it, which really hurts the throat.
Looking at the dough in Zhou Qing's hand, Zhao smiled and said, "Okay, since you're involved, Third Aunt will lend you a discount. I'll also go get white flour. Let Qing girl make it together. I'll make it separately for the eldest wife and your grandma later."
Her two children are growing up. Zhou Huailin went to sell calligraphy today and walked around for a day, so he had to eat something good.
Zhao quickly got the noodles, and Zhou Qing made them together.
Yesterday, Shen Li brought pork belly over. Zhou Qing cut a little and fried it with vegetables.
Early in the morning, the fragrant smell of meat filled the whole Zhou family.
As soon as Wang came out of the house, she walked towards the kitchen, "Oh, what a good day today, we want to eat meat noodles, my second brother accepted an apprentice, is this to celebrate? Should we ask the clan leader to inform the whole village?"
Jealousy made her sour.
Zhou Qing smiled and said, "It's not for you to eat."
Wang stared at the pot of meat noodles, and almost vomited blood when she heard it.
"Qing girl, are you going to eat alone?" Wang stood at the door with a cold face.
"Yes, I am going to eat alone. My aunt can't stand it. Should we ask the clan leader to inform the whole village and tell them that we have separated the family!"
After saying that, Zhou Qing glared at Wang and left with her pot of meat noodles.
Wang looked at Zhou Qing, gritted her teeth in anger, and raised her leg to trip Zhou Qing.
I let you be proud, and you still eat meat noodles, go eat your ass.
Shen Li sat on a small bench and picked up a short piece of firewood from the ground. With a flick of his finger, the firewood flew straight to Wang's ankle.
"Ah!"