Chapter 8: Into the mountains (1/2)

After a meal, Zhao Sheng has faded away from the initial unfamiliarity. He knocked on his brother's head and said, ”You, you can cook in the fryer, and you can't do anything. He usually learns with Brother Qi, but what about when he comes to her husband's house? I won’t suffer.”

Zhao Ning was exposed by his brother Laodi pretending to be angrily: ”Sister-in-law is the best in my heart. I know that my brother has to stand aside.”

Zhao Sheng scratched his head embarrassedly.

Zhong Ziqi watched the two bickering interestingly, and from time to time he also interjected, while Zhao Zhengan had already dozed off on the stool.

It was getting late. Taking advantage of the lingering light of the summer night, Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng went back home. Before leaving, Zhong Ziqi brought a large bowl of vegetables to Zhao Ning and asked him to take it back to Uncle Ama to eat. Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng didn't take over, but Zhong Ziqi forced it to them and said: ”This is not for you, this is for uncle and Ah Ma, your refusal is invalid, so leave quickly.”

But Zhong Ziqi finally had to go home with Zhao Ning holding a big bowl. The Zhao family and Zhao Amu were having dinner with Zhao Baogen. They had dinner in the countryside late in summer, so they could do more work. Seeing that my brother came back with a bowl, he couldn't help wondering: ”Aren't you going to pack and bring it back after eating?”

Zhao Sheng scratched his head and was embarrassed: ”Brother Qi must bring it back for you to taste.”

Zhao Ning put the bowl on the table and opened it, and the scent smelled immediately: ”Em, Daddy, try it. Ziqi's craftsmanship is superb. My brother and I are still holding the food.”

Zhao Amu shook his head and said, ”It's not promising.” But he still had a chopstick with Zhao Baogen and tasted it. As the brother said, he couldn't keep up with this craftsmanship who has been cooking for many years.

The taciturn Zhao Baogen also rarely praised: ”It's delicious, and there is a lot of oil.”

Zhao Amu nodded and said: ”No, Brother Qi is still too young to save, but I didn't expect to have such a hand.”

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Zhong Ziqi tidyed up the bowls and chopsticks before waking up Zhao Zhengan, who was asleep, and wrung a wet towel to wipe his greasy face clean. Zhao Zhengan was confused and messed with Zhong Ziqi, and wiped his face. Zhong Ziqi helped him. Get up: ”Get up, let's go to bed to sleep.”

”Oh” Zhao Zhengan answered in a daze, walking crookedly to the bedroom.

”Take off your clothes and go to bed.” Zhong Ziqi hurriedly stopped when Zhao Zhengan was about to fall down like this.

”Oh.” Zhao Zhengan closed his eyes and began to tugging at his clothes. He felt like a drunk and couldn't find the buttons.

Zhong Ziqi sighed dumbly and helped him unbutton his clothes. Zhao Zhengan closed his eyes and smiled silly, and muttered: ”My wife is really nice.” Then he fell asleep.

Zhong Ziqi couldn't help rolling his eyes, and he didn't care about him. He went to the kitchen to boil some hot water. Because he was too tired, he didn't plan to take a shower. He wiped his body and fell asleep.

The next day, I ate the leftover dishes from last night in the morning, and it was fragrant even overnight. After having dinner, Zhong Ziqi found that there was really nothing to do at home, so she wanted to go to the field to see and see what was separated at the time. In fact, he also wanted to go up the mountain to see if there was any way to make money, but he was not familiar with the road on the mountain, so he had to ask an acquaintance to take it with him.

The three acres of land that belonged to them were considered middle-to-lower fields, and the grains of rice were not as full as those of the first-class fields. Zhong Ziqi looked at it and didn't say anything. He didn't expect to make a fortune from farming. The three acres of land were enough for them to eat, and he would buy the land when he had money.

When I went home after reading it, I just saw Zhao Ning wandering in front of his house: ”Isn't it hot? What are you doing here?”

Zhao Ning raised his hand: ”Give you a bowl. By the way, Eminem brought you a few eggs.” Sure enough, there were about seven or eight eggs in the two bowls.

”Egg, chicken.” Zhao Zhengan saw the egg's eyes glowing. He knew that the egg was laid by a chicken and it was delicious, although he had only eaten it once.

Zhong Ziqi said with a straight face, ”What are you doing with this? We don't need food, it's better to keep the money to sell.” He knows the situation of Zhao Ning's family and it is not a wealthy family. Zhao Sheng will get married soon. This is another expense. There are five or six young hens in the family who usually lay eggs and go to the county to sell them. He brought him so many, which shows that Zhao Ama is a good heart, but he has the kindness.

”Oh, don't you and my mother-in-law, please accept it quickly. If you don't accept it, you will look down on me. Do you still consider me a friend?” Zhao Ning pretended to be angry.

”This... okay” Zhong Ziqi had no choice but to accept it.

Open the door and enter the house.

”Why did you two go?” Zhao Ning asked curiously.

”Go to see the land, by the way, Xiaoning, I want to go up the mountain to see, are you familiar with the mountains?” Zhong Ziqi said.