Chapter 36 Preparation
When Zhou Qing said this, Shen Li understood what Zhou Qing meant.
She was attracted by the connections of the shopkeeper of Yunhai Bookstore.
"The master is old, and the shopkeeper may not use this kindness to do a favor."
"Let's give it a try, everything depends on human effort."
As the two were talking, Zhao came out of the house, "What are you two talking about with noodles instead of going into the house? Besides, the noodles are all clumping."
Shen Li turned to look at Zhou Qing.
Zhou Qing smiled at Zhao, "Here comes Third Aunt."
After saying that, he raised his foot and swooshed over.
A trace of disappointment flashed through Shen Li's heart.
Disappointment?
Disappointment of what?
Did he still expect to see a hint of shyness on Zhou Qing's face!
The thought flashed through his mind, and he shook his head and smiled, carrying the basin and followed Zhou Qing into the house.
Everyone had a bowl of meat noodles in the morning, and they were full, especially Zhou Ping, who ate three bowls in one go.
But in the evening, Zhou Ping was thinking about the roasted pheasant, and only ate one bowl before looking at Shen Li eagerly.
"Big Brother, have you finished eating? When will we roast it?"
Zhou Huaishan also looked at Shen Li.
Although the meat noodles are delicious, roasted pheasant is even more delicious.
Shen Li
I have to finish it even if I haven't finished it yet.
Fortunately, there was no more noodles in the bowl. Shen Li put down his bowl and chopsticks after drinking the soup at the bottom of the bowl, "Let's go now?"
Zhou Huaishan and Zhou Ping immediately got off the ground.
Zhou Qing shot a glance at Zhou Huaishan: Pay attention to your personality.
Zhou Huaishan.
Damn, I almost forgot.
"I'm going to copy books."
Zhou Huailin raised his hand and patted Zhou Ping's head, "Look at your second uncle, look at you, you think about eating all day long!"
Zhou Huaishan.
Zhou Qing
Shen Li killed and plucked the chicken neatly, and Zhou Ping had already brought a pile of dry firewood.
Finding a thicker tree stick, Shen Li skewered the pheasant on the tree stick and roasted it on the fire.
Turning the tree stick, the chicken meat is evenly heated, and soon, the meaty aroma came out.
Zhou Ping squatted beside the fire, watching the roasted chicken, "Big Brother, it smells so good, are you ready?"
Shen Li
"Ready?"
Zhou Ping stared at the roasted chicken, "Yes, ready to eat chicken."
Shen Li
How can I prepare in advance? Should I open my mouth now?
Glancing at Zhou Ping, Shen Li turned the stick and said, "What is your eldest sister doing?"
Zhou Ping stared at the chicken without blinking, "She is probably cutting paper with my sister in the house."
Shen Li said, "You ask your eldest sister to move the table out. The chicken is roasting here. I can write by the firelight next to it without wasting time. She and your second sister can also cut paper and save candles."
When Zhou Ping heard this, he immediately stood up, "Okay, don't eat it secretly."
Shen Li
Huh?
The corner of his mouth twitched, looking at the still raw chicken.
Even if I eat it secretly, I can't eat it.
Zhou Huailin helped Zhou Qing and others carry the table to the fire.
Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao were cutting paper, while Zhou Huailin took over from Shen Li to turn the tree sticks to roast the chicken. Shen Li washed his hands and began to write the word "Feng" by the firelight.
Zhao took the needlework and sat by the fire to do it.
As autumn was approaching, she had to hurry up and make clothes for Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao. Zhou Ping was easy to say, so he just wore the smaller ones that Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao had replaced.
Zhou Qing's mother died early, and Zhao had been making her clothes for these years.
Zhou Huaishan was copying books alone in the room, and from time to time he leaned on the window to look outside, full of jealousy.
Wang was more jealous than Zhou Huaishan.
But after being beaten by Zhou Huaihai, Wang's face was swollen like a pig's head, and she couldn't go out for three or five days.
Lying on the kang, Wang's stomach growled with hunger.
She couldn't figure out why the clan leader brought half of the village to her house to make decisions for Zhou Qing.
Why on earth!
Without the clan leaders interfering, today's incident would not have ended like this.
Also, where did Zhou Huaihai go?
Why hasn't he come back yet?
The smell of roasted chicken outside drifted in, and Wang's stomach growled even more happily.
Sun and Old Man Zhou were not hungry.
Zhao made meat noodles, and Zhou Huailin finally sent two bowls to the old couple.
Sun finished her bowl of noodles in a few bites.
After eating, she lay on the kang and was beaten by Old Man Zhou with a broom. It still hurts.
It's all Zhou Qing's fault. If it weren't for her, how could she suffer this at her age!
The third brother is not a good guy either.
They are all conscienceless bastards.
The eldest brother was so angry that he hasn't come back yet. I don't know if he has eaten. Listening to the noise outside, Sun just wanted to pinch Zhou Qing to death.
Old Man Zhou sat on the kang, staring at the noodles in front of him, feeling very uncomfortable.
Everyone in the village knew that he had split up the family.
He is sorry for the ancestors of the Zhou family.
Zhou Qing and the others were laughing outside from time to time, and Mr. Zhou turned his head to look over.
He looked at the group of people next to the fire, and then looked at the fire in the second room. The second son was working hard in the room.
Has he really made a mistake over the years?
For the sake of the first room, he ignored the second and third rooms too much.
Now
Mr. Zhou sighed deeply, turned around and went downstairs, opened the cabinet door and took out the money box.
Sun heard the noise and got up, "What are you doing?"
Mr. Zhou said unhappily: "You destroyed Qing's roll of paper."
Sun immediately got angry, got downstairs, walked over barefoot and grabbed the money box, "What? You, as a grandfather, have to apologize to her?"
Mr. Zhou's face felt hot, and his heart felt even more uncomfortable.
"Young girl bought it with money. Even if you don't apologize, you should still give her some money."
Mrs. Sun immediately spat, "Bah, she spent money to buy it well, but has she been filial to you after earning money? She has not. She is reluctant to give you a bite of meat. You are worried that she is your granddaughter, but she is not I miss you as her father."
Mr. Zhou.
When Zhou Qing got up early in the morning, he made pork noodles, but he didn't bring a bowl. He felt really uncomfortable.
Can.
"Home and everything will be prosperous, give it to me."
Mr. Zhou reached for the money box.
Mrs. Sun held the money box and went to the kang, "You can't even think about it unless you beat me to death. This is reserved for my brother Yuan to study. If you are hot-faced and stick to someone else's cold butt, they will ignore you." Well, brother Yuan will be successful in the future, won’t you follow him and enjoy the blessings?”
Mrs. Sun glared at Mr. Zhou.
"Why can't you understand? Besides, how much injustice can she bear today? She just told her about the separation of the family in front of so many people! How could she say it! I am her milk, and I will eat some meat and noodles from her. Can’t eat anymore? She even called the whole village!”
Sun's chest hurt when she mentioned this.
She didn't understand whether the patriarch was crazy or something, why he brought half of the village to take care of her family's housework.
Speaking of family separation, Mr. Zhou looked ugly.
"If it weren't for you."
Mrs. Sun scratched her neck and interrupted Mr. Zhou, "Anyway, this money is for my eldest grandson to study. Don't even think about it."
Mr. Zhou stared at Mr. Sun, who refused to give in. The two faced off for a moment, and Mr. Zhou sighed.
Seeing Mr. Zhou give up, Mrs. Sun felt relieved and looked at the bowl of noodles, "Do you still want to eat this noodles?"