Dad, Did You Study Today?

The whole village knew about the division of the family. Mr. Zhou was in no mood to eat. He sighed heavily and sat on the edge of the kang.

His heart felt like it was plowed by a plowing harrow.

Sun looked at him for a while, "If you don't eat it, I will save it for the eldest son. They made the eldest son go out and hasn't come back yet."

Thinking of Zhou Huaihai being hungry outside, Sun was distressed and tears came out.

Mr. Zhou turned to look at Sun, "In the future, you should also feel sorry for the second and third sons."

Sun immediately spat, "Do they deserve my pity? How can I feel pity for them when they are unfilial to me! I have never heard of parents rushing to please their children and grandchildren."

Mr. Zhou did not compensate Zhou Qing for the roll of red paper.

There was always one thing that Sun said was right. Zhou Yuan needed money to study, and all this had to be saved for Zhou Yuan.

The family was divided, and Zhou Yuan's study had to be supported by them and the eldest wife.

Alas!

Mr. Zhou was in a depressed mood.

Just now, he was angry and beat Sun. Now that he has calmed down, he doesn't think Sun is that wrong.

In the final analysis, it's all the fault of being poor. If it weren't poor, there wouldn't be all these messes.

Zhou Qing didn't really expect the old couple to compensate her.

The edge of the roll of red paper destroyed by Sun was severely worn, so she could only cut the edge and cut the whole roll of paper into small sizes.

Shen Li wrote fast, and Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao couldn't cut enough paper for Shen Li to write.

"I'll cut it, you go take a break." Shen Li finished writing the last piece of red paper in front of his hand, put down his pen and said to Zhou Qing.

"I'm not tired, you take a break, wait for Yaoer and I to cut more and then you can write."

Shen Li was about to say something, but Zhou Huailin spoke over there, "Is the chicken cooked?"

Zhou Ping immediately called Shen Li, "Big Brother, take a look, is the chicken cooked?"

Shen Li had to turn around to look.

Cut the chicken with a knife, the meat inside has changed color, "It's cooked, ready to eat."

"Wow!"

Zhou Ping jumped up immediately, a little too excited, almost fell headfirst into the fire.

Zhou Huailin reached out and grabbed him, Zhou Ping danced with his hands and feet in a magical dance with snake-skin posture.

"Eat chicken! Eat chicken! Eat chicken!"

Zhao took a large plate and put it aside early in the morning. Shen Li cut the two pheasants with a knife, and Zhou Ping rushed up to get two chicken thighs.

Zhou Huailin raised his hand and patted him, "Put it down! The elders haven't moved yet, why are you in a hurry!"

Zhou Ping held the chicken thigh aggrievedly, "I sent it to my master."

Zhou Huailin.

"Go."

Zhou Ping turned around and ran.

Zhou Huaishan, who was lying on the window and looking out, immediately sat up straight and pretended to be copying books seriously.

"Second uncle, eat chicken."

Zhou Ping ran in and stuck the chicken leg directly in front of Zhou Huaishan.

Zhou Huaishan pretended to put down his pen slowly, "I was so absorbed in writing that I didn't expect time to pass so quickly. The chicken is ready."

Taking the chicken thigh, Zhou Huaishan took a bite.

The aroma of meat immediately filled every corner of his mouth.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, this roasted chicken is more delicious than anything he had eaten when he was still a marquis!

Zhou Ping lay on the edge of the kang, looking at Zhou Huaishan with a pair of dark eyes, eating another chicken thigh in his mouth, "Second uncle, it tastes good, right?"

Zhou Huaishan nodded.

Zhou Ping said, "Second uncle, do you think we can roast the pork belly? Is it as delicious as this?"

Zhou Huaishan's mouth was immediately filled with saliva while eating the chicken.

Roasted pork belly~~~

After eating the chicken leg, Zhou Ping came out of the second room with a piece of pork belly in his hand, and walked out with a swagger, not recognizing any relatives.

"Second uncle said that since everyone is happy to eat chicken, why not roast this pork belly as well, so that we can eat enough at once."

Zhou Huaishan in the room.

I didn't say that!

Zhou Qing

Roasted pork belly~~~

I miss it so much!

Zhou Yao, Zhou Huailin, Zhao Shi

All raised their hands and slapped Zhou Ping, "Did you want to eat it or did your second uncle say so!"

Zhou Qing quickly protected Zhou Ping and took the pork belly from him, "My father asked me to roast it, why are you beating Pingzi?"

She wanted to eat it too.

After saying that, she looked at Shen Li, "Is this easy to roast?"

Shen Li looked at the pork belly, of course it was easy to roast.

"It's not difficult, but you need to help me." Touching his chin, Shen Li said.

Zhou Huailin immediately said: "Let Qing girl take a break, I'll help you, cutting paper is also very tiring, I'm here to learn from you, and when you're gone, I'll roast them for them."

Shen Li

Can I refuse?

Finally, Shen Li took Zhou Huailin into the kitchen, and Zhou Qing and the others sat around the fire, chatting and laughing while eating chicken.

I haven't eaten so much meat during the Chinese New Year!

There was no grill at home, so Shen Li cut the pork belly into thin pieces, threaded it on branches, and grilled it as lamb skewers.

When the pork belly was put on the fire, the flames licked the meat, and the pork belly immediately made a sizzling sound, and the meat oil crackled and dripped, and the aroma was so strong that people drooled.

Zhou Huaishan lay on the window pitifully, his eyes were straight.

Zhou Qing thought, next time he goes to the city, he will look for barbecue grates for sale.

The purpose of making money is to spend it.

It's okay if you don't have money, but if you have money in your hand, Zhou Qing doesn't want to wrong himself, not to mention that there is a playboy in the house, and it's better to kill him than to let him write without eating meat.

The skewers were cooked and roasted, and Zhou Ping grabbed a handful and ran to the second room, while the others ate and chatted around the campfire.

Shen Li sat next to Zhou Qing and handed her a handful of meat skewers.

"Now we have two mule carts at home. Cut more paper and I will write them all. Tomorrow, Uncle San will have one cart and I will have one cart with you. We can sell more if we sell separately."

Zhou Qing ate the skewers and looked up at the sky full of stars, which were so bright that they were fascinating.

"You can help my father with his homework tomorrow. The Tongsheng exam is coming soon. If he fails this year, I am afraid it will be even more difficult next year."

After spending a day with Shen Li today, Zhou Qing and him became more familiar with each other, and they were not so polite when talking.

Shen Li

Can I refuse?

Took a big bite of the skewers and chewed them. "Okay, I will try to make my master pass the Tongsheng exam. What are your plans for the future?"

Zhou Qing looked at Shen Li.

Facing Zhou Qing's bright eyes, Shen Li smiled gently, "When Master passes the exam, have you ever thought about moving to the city?"

Zhou Qing laughed, "House prices are so expensive, you say it as if I can afford it. My father passed the exam, so he lives in the academy. As for moving to the city, let's wait until he becomes a scholar."

Shen Li smiled and said nothing more.

Just like this, under the starry night, sitting next to Zhou Qing by the campfire, listening to the laughter and eating the skewers in his hands, Shen Li just felt that life was so beautiful.

It turns out that satisfaction and happiness are so simple.

After eating the skewers, the campfire was still there. Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao continued to cut paper, Shen Li continued to write, and Zhou Huailin cleaned up the mess everyone had eaten.

Zhou Ping was squatting by the fire and playing with a small stick. He saw someone entering the yard, "Brother Chengwu?"