Chapter 107 Burnt
"No, come in."
Zhou Qing finished speaking and picked up a dry towel to wipe his hair.
This house is not only fully equipped with utensils, but also has towels for wiping hair, face and feet that are jaw-dropping.
Zhou Yao warmed herself up in the outer room and went into the inner room.
"Sister, do you know how to use those bottles and jars sent by Uncle Zhong?"
At that time, Uncle Zhong sent a box of rouge and powder, which contained three copies of each color. They and Zhao divided them on the spot.
But they were divided, but they were confused about how to use them.
"I was just planning to use some, but every time I opened it, it smelled good. How do I apply it?"
As Zhou Yao spoke, Zhou Qing sat in front of the bronze mirror and opened the rouge and powder.
Instantly
Before crossing over, I read novels. When the heroine crossed over, she immediately transformed from a clown girl to a white-skinned, beautiful and long-legged girl as soon as she put on various skin care products.
Is she a fake heroine?
Why can't she even understand how to use the skin care products in front of her?
She knew that those dry powders must be similar to modern foundations.
But what about these creams?
There are seven or eight boxes of milky white and light pink creams. Which one is for face application?
Or.
Are they all for face application?
After all, Uncle Zhong, a grown man, certainly doesn't know which one is better, so he bought all of them?
The way rich people behave.
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Qing carefully chose a box of light pink cream that smelled of a faint plum blossom.
"I don't quite understand it either. Why don't we apply this first? When we have time in a few days, let's go to the rouge shop."
Here, the two sisters chatted for a while and then rested.
There, in the Pen and Ink Studio.
Uncle Zhong sat on a rattan chair in the inner room with a cup of tea. In front of him stood a young man in ordinary clothes with sharp eyes.
".Zhou Yuan sent people to Qingyang Village, originally intending to sneak into the courtyard in the dark and start the fight directly.
Because the Cheng family was blocking them outside, they couldn't do anything, so they poured kerosene on the roof of the courtyard in the dark and set the courtyard on fire.
There were too many people at the time, so it was difficult for us to stop them.
The Cheng family thought that they accidentally smoked dry tobacco and the flames jumped into the courtyard. When the fire started, they were scared and hurried to put out the fire.
But there was too much kerosene, and the fire couldn't get into the people at all. They could only keep pouring water on the outside to try to fight for it."
Uncle Zhong
Burned?
So cruel!
But doesn't that mean Zhou Qing and his people don't need to go back to Qingyang Village anymore?
"So, did the Cheng family think that Zhou Qing and his people were burned to death?"
The young man shook his head.
"Zhou Yuan's people left when the fire was the most intense, and the people in Qingyang Village were busy until the fire was extinguished and rushed in.
No charred bodies were found in the ashes, they just thought that the fire started and the people inside took advantage of the chaos to run away."
When the fire started, the people outside notified the clan leader.
Almost all the villagers worked together to pour water to put out the fire.
The scene was naturally chaotic.
And Cheng Jia was thinking about marrying Zhou Qing.
It was reasonable for Zhou Qing and his men to run away in the chaos.
Uncle Zhong nodded, "Where did Zhou Yuan's people go after they left?"
"Towards Pingzhou."
When he heard Pingzhou, Uncle Zhong was shocked, "Pingzhou?"
You know, the day before he left Kyoto, Shen Li was secretly sent to Pingzhou by the emperor to perform a mission.
"Is anyone following you?"
The young man nodded, "Yes."
Uncle Zhong got up and wandered around for a few rounds.
Pingzhou must not get into trouble.
The next morning.
Zhou Ping got up early before dawn, washed with cold water, and went straight to the martial arts hall behind.
Horse stance, morning jogging, boxing, and bow practice.
In the past, he practiced according to what Professor Shen Li thought about, but now with the guidance of Li Yi and Li Er, and the special training equipment in the martial arts hall, Zhou Ping practiced more vigorously.
While Zhou Huailin was sweeping the yard and Zhao was cooking, Zhou Yao made an amazing discovery in the last row of back rooms in the house.
A whole row of back rooms were connected.
Several bookshelves were neatly arranged.
There were all kinds of books on the shelves.
There were two bookshelves of storybooks alone.
"Oh my god, what kind of paradise is this?"
Zhou Yao quickly found ten books of interest and took them back to her room excitedly.
At this time, Zhou Qing was furious early in the morning.
"Didn't you say that you would work harder when you came to the county?"
Staring at Zhou Huaishan, Zhou Qing just wanted to slap him to death with a shoe sole!
He got up at dawn, took his time to wash and eat. Zhou Huaishan took a full half an hour to sit down at the desk, which could be done in ten minutes.
That's fine.
After sitting down at the desk, he should start studying, right?
As a result, he went to the toilet five times in the next half hour.
Each time took an average of five minutes!
Half an hour is an hour, and he spent twenty-five minutes going to the toilet.
The remaining thirty-five minutes, sometimes he complained that the pen was a little thick, sometimes he complained that the light was a little dim, and sometimes he complained that the noodles he had eaten early were a little choking and wanted to drink water, and after drinking water, he had to go to the toilet.
Staring at Zhou Huaishan, Zhou Qing was furious.
"Are you going to study or not!"
His good temper was exhausted, Zhou Qing slammed the table and yelled.
Zhou Huaishan looked at Zhou Qing dimly, with an innocent and aggrieved look on his face, "Isn't this me studying? People have three urgent needs, you can't let me die of urination because of studying."
Zhou Qing
"What good will it do you if I die of anger!"
Seeing that Zhou Qing was about to explode, Zhou Huaishan said weakly: "Okay, okay, I will study hard, young man, don't be so angry."
Looks like he made a great compromise.
Zhou Qing
"Read!"
Zhou Huaishan finally started to get into the mood, Zhou Qing felt like he had survived a catastrophe.
Leaning weakly on the back of the chair, he wanted to have a popsicle in the cold winter.
Because the rice, flour, meat and vegetables at home had not been delivered yet, Zhao bought less from the county town for the time being.
At lunch time, everyone was talking and laughing around the table when Uncle Zhong came.
He delivered the rice, flour and meat, and recounted what happened last night with some deletions and subtractions.
"What?!" Zhou Huailin was so angry that he slammed the table and stood up.
Zhou Huaishan's eyes twitched, "Oh, our family was not rich to begin with, and now it's even worse."
After saying that, he looked at Zhou Qing with a sigh.
"What did I say? Enjoy life while you can. If we hadn't moved out, we would have died by now!"
Zhou Qing
Zhou Huailin.
Others.
Zhou Ping said, "It must be Zhou Huaihai who set the house on fire. There is no one else who is as bad as him."
Uncle Zhong did not refute.
He did not mention Zhou Yuan because Zhou Qing and the others would definitely guess that it was Zhou Huaihai.
Zhou Huailin's face was dark and his lips trembled fiercely, "He actually wanted to burn us to death!"
Zhou Huaishan snorted coldly, "He wants you to go to jail in Qingquan Temple. Now he wants to burn us to death after getting out of jail. How normal!"
After such a thing happened, he couldn't eat.
The stimulated Zhou Ping turned around and went to study hard.
Zhou Huailin put down his bowl and chopsticks and went to report to the police.
Because the fire burned the things at home, the rice, flour and meat sent by Uncle Zhong were all bought by himself, so Zhou Qing gave Uncle Zhong money.
You can't live in someone else's house for free and eat and drink for free.
Besides, because of them, Shen Li lost his good house in Qingyang Village.
Uncle Zhong declined slightly and accepted it.
All the New Year goods bought before were gone, so after lunch, Zhou Huailin went to buy more.
Zhou Qing wrote a letter to the clan leader and asked Li Yi to deliver it.
Thank you Yinuo You Qianjin for the tip! Thank you Yitiao Jiangli for the tip! Thank you Luo Lin Yiran for the tip!