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Chapter Forty-eight

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    Yuzhi was holding a teacup, drinking slowly, but saw Mrs. Zhao coming over, and greeted with a busy smile: "Sister Zhao!"

    Aunt Zhao came out covered in sweat with the cage on her back, put down the cage and let out a sigh of relief, seeing Yuzhi move out a stool, she sat down on the stool.

    Yuzhi took out another tea bowl, poured a bowl of tea and gave it to Aunt Zhao.

    Aunt Zhao took the tea, not afraid of getting hot, drank it down, and then said: "I went to Hanwa to collect Chinese pepper and Sichuan pepper. It just rained, and the road in the country is really difficult!"

    Yuzhi looked at the mud spots on Mrs. Zhao's skirt, and said softly, "Why don't you ask your family Xiulin to collect them?"

    Mrs. Zhao's son, Zhao Xiulin, is getting married, and now she is idle at home.

    After hearing Yuzhi's words, Mrs. Zhao laughed: "I asked Xiulin to clean up the house at home!"

    She looked at Yuzhi with expectation in her eyes: "Yuzhi, have you asked Brother Hanxing about Xiulan's matter?"

    The reason why Yuzhi stopped Aunt Zhao was to tell her these things, and hurriedly said: "I asked Brother Hanxing, he said that Xiulan is now serving the old lady, she is very important to the old lady, and she is doing well!  "

    Aunt Zhao had been looking at Yuzhi with piercing eyes just now, and now she breathed a sigh of relief, put her hands together and recited the Buddha for ten years: "Amitabha! Bodhisattva bless you!"

    He said again: "My mother is worried when my son travels thousands of miles. When Xiulin goes out, I am worried about Xiulin; now that Xiulan is gone, I am worried about Xiulan. This life is endless, and having children is a debt!"

    Seeing Mrs. Zhao's already wrinkled eyes, Yuzhi sighed in her heart.

    The mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles, why is she not like this?

    Mrs. Zhao was in a hurry to go home, so she sat down for a while and then left.

    Yuzhi was watching Mrs. Zhao disappear around the corner with her back on her back, when she suddenly saw a tall young man in a white robe walking towards her.

    She took a closer look, and saw that this young man with eyebrows like crow feathers, straight nose, and extremely handsome, was exactly the Qin Rui whom she and Xiulan had secretly liked before.

    After not seeing him for a while, Qin Rui seemed to be getting thinner, his face was pale, and he walked over with a lot of worries.

    When passing by the Chen family's stewed meat stall, Qin Rui looked over subconsciously, and happened to meet Yuzhi's eyes.

    Looking at Yuzhi's crystal clear eyes, Qin Rui subconsciously bit his lips, lowered his eyes, and walked over silently.

    He remembered that Yuzhi had her fourteenth birthday on the thirteenth of May this year. After her birthday, she would be a big girl. Sooner or later, she would have to discuss marriage, and he still had to observe three years of filial piety

    Three years later, maybe this beautiful girl with big crystal clear eyes will also be "full of green leaves and branches"

    Yuzhi looked at Qin Rui's slender back, but she was thinking about another thing - the road to the imperial examination was so difficult, but Qin Rui was admitted as a scholar at the age of fourteen, which shows that he is talented, but now he has to spend three years at home.

    This is the rule of keeping a filial piety for the father for twenty-seven months, it is really inhumane!

    If she has the ability, she must change this rule - the old man is just filial when he is alive, why bother to pretend to be filial for twenty-seven months?

    After thinking about it for a while, Yuzhi couldn't help laughing¡ªshe's a country girl, so she's worrying about state affairs!

    In the evening, Ah Bao finally came back from Dawangzhuang.

    Seeing Abao staggering over with a bamboo basket in his left hand and a live chicken in his right, Yuzhi hurriedly stepped forward to greet her: "Abao, why don't you let uncle see you?"

    The broken hair on Ah Bao's forehead was wet, and his face was sweating profusely: "I want to take it back by myself, so that uncle won't make another trip!"

    Yuzhi took the bamboo basket, walked back and put it away, and then took the little bamboo shoot chicken whose wings were tied up and screamed "cluck", and tied it to the wheel with restrained laughter¡ª¡ªshe promised Han Xing that she would give it to Han Xing tomorrow.  Mr. Xu must use freshly slaughtered live chickens to make spicy chicken!

    She took the square clean veil and handed it to A Bao: "This is a new veil, I'll give it to you!"

    A Bao took the brand-new handkerchief, and saw that there was a cute little flower embroidered on it, he was a bit reluctant to use it, and held it in his hand in a daze.

    Yuzhi laughed when she saw "Puchi", snatched the handkerchief in Abao's hand, pressed Abao's head with one hand, and rubbed the handkerchief on Abao's face with the other hand: "This kind of handkerchief  , I don¡¯t know how much I embroidered when I was idle and bored, if you want, I¡¯ll give you a few more!¡±

    ?A Bao was caught off guard and closed his eyes in a hurry, feeling a sweet fragrance lingering in his nose, which smelled very good

    Yuzhi wiped it, and gradually relaxed her hand, thinking to herself: My Ah Qin is sixteen years old now, if he wipes off his sweat, who will embroider him?

    think ofHe retreated into the yard, saw Wang chasing him out with a knife, got up and ran out of the yard.

    Standing there holding the knife, Mrs. Wang burst into tears, the cry was shrill, filled with endless bitterness and sorrow

    Yuzhi hurriedly told Ah Bao: "Lock the gate!"

    Ah Bao ran to bolt the gate.

    Yuzhi stepped forward, took the kitchen knife from Mrs. Wang, put it back into the stove, and then came out to support Wang and went back to the stove, and sat down on the chair in front of the stove.

    She scooped some warm water from the boiling water pot behind, soaked a towel, wiped Wang's face, then squatted down in front of Wang's knees and said with a smile, "Mother, you did the right thing just now, Wanzhou  There is a saying that goes, "The soft is afraid of the hard, the hard is afraid of the tyrannical, and the tyrannical is afraid of death." My father, my grandma, and the others have bullied you for more than ten years, but because you are weak, now you take a knife and fight them desperately  , they will naturally be afraid!"

    Ah Bao said softly on the side: "My sister is right, you are afraid of death everywhere, 'Pick persimmons that are soft', people who are too weak will only be bullied."

    Mrs. Wang was only excited for a while, but now she has relaxed, and she is a little afraid. When Yuzhi said this, she suddenly felt that she had done the right thing, and she couldn't help but feel more confident. She also breathed a sigh of relief, laughed, and said, "Hey,  My arms are limp!"

    At the end of the dinner, Yuzhi and Abao made it¡ª¡ªYuzhi's palm stove, and Abao's cooking pot.

    What Yuzhi cooks are stewed vegetables in big pots, pasted corn pancakes and millet porridge.

    Yuzhi and Abao had just set the food on the old square table in the main room when they heard someone knocking on the door.

    Ah Bao said: "I'll go and see!"

    After a while, Ah Bao led the listless Chen Yaozu back.

    Chen Yaozu entered the main room, saw an oil lamp lit in the main room, and the food was delicious, he was also relieved - he just walked around outside for half a day, and he was so hungry that he was so hungry!

    The family of four washed their hands and started eating dinner around the square table.

    Chen Yaozu didn't expect that cooking in a big pot would be so delicious, he couldn't help saying: "Why is this cooking so delicious? It's much more delicious than before!"

    Yuzhi held the golden tortilla cake in her hand, and said with a smile, "Because I made it!"

    She really likes to cook, likes to make delicious food, and likes to watch people enjoy the food.

    Chen Yaozu didn't dare to talk to Mrs. Wang, but he was not afraid of his daughter, so he said, "Yuzhi, your cooking is delicious, and you will be in charge of the stove from now on!"

    Yuzhi smiled and said: "Father, if you are not angry with my mother, I will continue to cook!"

    Chen Yaozu silently ate several mouthfuls of food, and then let out a muffled "hmm".

    After dinner, the whole family took a comfortable bath and went to bed early.

    ? On the next morning, Yuzhi was looking forward to the arrival of Han Xing, but until noon, there was no sign of Han Xing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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