Zhou Qing said this, and Chen Li understood what Zhou Qing meant.

She has a connection with the shopkeeper of Yunhai Bookstore.

"The master is old, and the shopkeeper may not be able to use this kindness to favor once."

"Try it, it's up to man."

The two were talking, and Zhao came out of the house, "What are you saying when you two hold the noodles and don't go into the house? Besides, the noodles are all messy."

Chen Li turned to look at Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing smiled at Zhao and said, "I'm here, Aunt San."

After saying that, he raised his foot and walked over.

A trace of disappointment flashed through Chen Li's heart.

disappointment?

What are you disappointed?

Could it be that he still expects to see a hint of shy blush on Zhou Qing’s face?

Thoughts flashed, he shook his head and smiled, and followed Zhou Qing into the house with a basin.

In the morning, everyone had a meal of meat sauce noodles, especially Zhou Ping, and ate three bowls in one go.

But at night, Zhou Ping was thinking about roasted pheasants, and after eating only one bowl, he looked at Chen Li with a eager look.

"Senior Brother, have you finished eating? When will we bake it?"

Zhou Huaishan also looked at Chen Li.

Although the meat sauce noodles are delicious, the roasted pheasant is even better.

Chen Li...

I have to finish it even before I finish it.

Fortunately, the noodles were gone in the bowl. After drinking the soup at the bottom of the bowl, Chen Li put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Go now?"

Zhou Huaishan and Zhou Ping immediately went to the ground.

Zhou Qing shot his eyes at Zhou Huaishan: Pay attention to your personality.

Zhou Huaishan...

Damn, I almost forgot.

"I'll copy books."

Zhou Huailin raised his hand and slapped Zhou Ping's head, "Look at your second uncle, look at you, I'm thinking about eating all day long!"

Zhou Huaishan...

Zhou Qing...

Chen Li quickly killed the chicken and plucked the feathers, and Zhou Ping had already brought a bunch of dry firewood.

He found a thicker tree stick, and Chen Li skewed the pheasant on the tree stick, and set it on the fire to grill it.

Turn the tree stick and the chicken is heated evenly. Soon, the aroma of the meat will come out.

Zhou Ping squatted beside the fire, guarding the roast chicken, "Senior Brother, it smells so good. Are you ready?"

Chen Li...

"Prepare?"

Zhou Ping stared at the roast chicken, "Yes, prepare to eat chicken."

Chen Li...

How can I prepare in advance? Do I open my mouth now?

Looking at Zhou Ping, Chen Li turned the tree stick and said, "What are your elder sister doing?"

Zhou Ping stared at the chicken without a moment, "I guess he was cutting paper with my sister in the house."

Chen Li said, "You asked your elder sister to move the table out, and there was a roast chicken here. I was writing under the fire, so I didn't waste my time. She and your second sister could cut paper, which saved the fire and candles."

When Zhou Ping heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "Okay, don't steal food."

Chen Li...

ah?

The corner of his mouth twitched and he looked at the chicken that was still alive.

Even if I steal it, I can't take it.

Zhou Huailin helped Zhou Qing and the others lift the table next to the fire.

Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao cut paper, Zhou Huailin replaced Chen Li with a stick to roast chicken. Chen Li washed his hands and started writing the word "Feng" under the flames.

Zhao took the needlework and sat next to the fire to do it.

As the autumn was approaching, she had to hurry up and make a dress for Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao. Zhou Ping was easy to say, so she just wore Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao to replace him.

Zhou Qingniang was not early, and her clothes were always made by Zhao over the years.

Zhou Huaishan was copying books alone in the house, lying on the window from time to time to look outside, full of jealousy.

The one who is more jealous than Zhou Huaishan is Wang.

But Zhou Huaihai beat him up, and Wang's face was swollen like a pig's head. He couldn't go out in just three or five days.

Lying on the kang, Wang was urinating in hunger.

She couldn't understand why the patriarch brought half of the village to her house to make the decision for Zhou Qing.

Why!

Without the patriarch and others meddling in other people's business, today's affairs would not be the result at all.

Also, where did Zhou Huaihai go?

Why haven't you come back yet?

The smell of roasted chicken floated in outside, and Wang's stomach screamed even more happily.

Sun and Mr. Zhou were not hungry.

Zhao made the meat sauce noodles, and Zhou Huailin still gave two bowls to the old couple.

She finished Sun's bowl of noodles in just a few bites.

After eating, I lay on the kang and thrust the body. My body was slapped by Mr. Zhou's broom. It was still so painful.

It’s all my fault for Zhou Qing. If it weren’t for her, how could she suffer this at such an age!

The third brother is not a good thing either.

They are all unconscience-free bastards.

The boss was so angry that he had not come back yet, and he didn't know if he had eaten. Listening to the movement outside, Sun wanted to kill Zhou Qing.

Mr. Zhou sat on the kang, staring at the face in front of him, feeling very uncomfortable.

Everyone in the village knew that he had split up.

He is sorry for the ancestors of the Zhou family.

From time to time, Zhou Qing and the others were heard outside, and Old Master Zhou turned to look over.

Looking at the group of people next to the fire, and then looking at the light of the second room, the second child is working hard in the room.

Have he been really wrong over the years?

For the sake of the big room, he ignored too many second and third rooms.

Now......

Mr. Zhou sighed heavily, turned his head to the ground, opened the cabinet door and turned out the money box.

When Sun heard the movement, he got up, "What are you doing?"

Mr. Zhou said angrily: "You ruined a roll of paper from Qingyao."

Sun immediately became anxious, rubbed his way down the ground, walked over barefoot and grabbed Qianqian, "What? You, a grandpa, have to apologize to her?"

Mr. Zhou felt a fever on his face and felt even more uncomfortable.

"That was bought by Qingyao. Even if she doesn't apologize, she should make some money."

Sun immediately spat, "Bah, she bought it well, but did she be filial to you after earning money? She didn't, she couldn't bear to give it to you even if she had a bite of meat. You are thinking about the other person being your granddaughter, but she doesn't care about you being her grandfather."

Mr. Zhou...

Zhou Qing made pork sauce noodles early and didn't bring a bowl of it. He felt really uncomfortable.

Can......

"Give me a harmonious family."

Mr. Zhou reached out to get the money box.

Sun held the money box and headed towards the kang, "Don't think about it unless you beat me to death today. This is for me, Brother Yuan, to study. Now you are hot-faced and stick to someone's cold butt, and they will take care of you. Brother Yuan is promising in the future. Wouldn't you enjoy the happiness?"

Sun stared at Mr. Zhou.

"Why can't you understand? Besides, how much grievance she can suffer today, she just said the separation in front of such people! How could she say it! I am her breasts, and I can't eat some meat and noodles? She called the whole village to come!"

As soon as he mentioned this, Sun felt sore in his chest.

She didn't understand whether the patriarch was crazy or why did he bring half of the village to take care of her housework.

Speaking of the division, Mr. Zhou looked ugly.

"If it weren't for you..."

Sun's neck was stuttered and interrupted Mr. Zhou, "Anyway, this money is for my eldest grandson to study, so don't even think about it."

Mr. Zhou stared at Sun's family, but Sun's family refused to give in. The two confronted each other for a moment, and Mr. Zhou sighed.
Chapter completed!