With a Door In Mind

Chapter eight hundred and fourth, life is firewood, rice, oil and salt

Leaving Qin Xiao's office, he came to the first floor.

I happened to see an old man in his 60s, hunched over, carrying a garbage bag and walking outside.

Seeing this person, he suddenly thought of the day Qin Xiao had an accident.

The incident happened so suddenly that day, Dr. Wang said at the time that he had lost the medicine, and Dr. Wang must have participated in the matter of getting the medicine.

These days, many bigwigs and rich people in the bullpen are sick and have no way to treat them.

So an industry was born.

But looking at the situation that day, it was obvious that he did not or not all of the 10 pills that were lost!

This old man is very suspicious.

However, I just checked the garbage in the other party's hand, and it seems that there is nothing.

When the other party left the hospital, he followed.

He looked again at the garbage dump, and there was still nothing in it, so he rode away.

Maybe you thought wrong.

But if this old man did it, he would be too greedy, and it would be too late for him to get medicine, no wonder he went to sweep the garbage.

This really didn't wrong him.

Back home by car, Yang Yuemei and a few little guys were having a meal.

Bacon porridge.

After Zhou Xiaochuan came in, he grabbed the little pigtail behind the little potato with his hand, and said with a smile, "Have you finished your homework?"

The little potato was pulled back and said with a lake in his mouth: "It's done!"

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled.

If this guy dares to come, it must be over, or he is afraid of being scolded.

Yang Yuemei looked at Little Potato's braid, thought for a moment, and asked Zhou Xiaochuan, "Xiaochuan! How old is Little Potato, is she 12 years old after the new year?"

Zhou Xiaochuan thought silently after hearing the words.

Then shook his head,

"He's 10 now, and he'll be 11 when he celebrates his birthday in the summer."

Hearing what he said, Yang Yuemei waved her hand and said with her fingers clasped, "You don't count like that, 1 year old in 60 years, 2 years old in 61 years, ... wait 71 years, isn't it exactly 12 years old!"

Zhou Xiaochuan choked for a while when he heard the words, as if he was right.

It's just that one is a virtual age, and the other is a full year.

Nodding his head, he smiled and said, "Yes, you are right! Let's count it as 12 years old!"

"You kid, what do you mean, isn't that 12 years old?" Yang Yuemei glanced at him angrily, then hesitated and said, "Little Tudou shaves the lanugo next year, do you want to do it?"

Zhou Xiaochuan was stunned when he heard the words, shaving the lanugo is a long-standing custom!

This thing has nothing to do with braids in the Qing Dynasty.

The boys here, after they are born, usually do not shave their heads when they shave, and they will leave a small finger-sized braid at the end, and they will be raised until they are 6 or 12 years old.

Pick an auspicious day to hold a banquet and shave off that tuft of hair, not necessarily the birthday.

And the uncle had to do it himself.

However, this head is not cut casually, the uncle will send something over.

This is much stronger than the full moon wine.

In the previous life, when my family lived in a dirt house, the first TV and electric fan in the family were bought by myself and my uncles who "shaved the lanugo" together.

It's just that after he came to this world, the braids of himself and Xiaohe have been shaved off.

So don't care too much.

(Has it been shaved? Isn’t it just us who have this custom?)

Touching the little head of Little Tudou, he smiled at Yang Yuemei and said, "I have to ask my sister. If she does it, I will definitely prepare something! Just let my sister tell me in advance!"

But this kind of thing can only be sneaky, not aboveboard.

Otherwise gossip.

Just have a reunion dinner and send something over there.

Yang Yuemei nodded when she heard the words, and looked at the dazed little potato.

"Go back and tell your mother when to cut your braids, and let your mother tell your grandma!"

"Okay, grandma!"

Little Potato nodded in agreement.

Continue to eat the diced meat in the porridge with Kuaizi.

Next to Xiaomi, looking at the little tail behind Little Tudou, he smiled and said, "I said, why is there a small braid behind him, and he hasn't cut it? It turns out that he still has to do wine! What about me?"

Yang Yuemei smiled angrily; "That's a boy's business. Which girl do you think kicks lanugo?"

"Oh fine!"

Xiaomi didn't listen to his own share, so he lost interest.

After eating, Little Tudou said to Yang Yuemei: "Grandma, mother said that it will be cold in the future, so we won't come here! We can't let you deliver it every day."

Yang Yuemei rubbed his head and smiled, "It's alright, grandma can send it!"

"No, it won't be good if it falls."

Hearing his words, Yang Yuemei thought for a while and nodded, "That's fine, remember to bring your sister over to play on Sunday!"

Little Potato nodded and agreed.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the drizzling rain outside, and said to Yang Yuemei, "It's raining, I'll send it!"

After that, he went out with two little guys.

Wrap the little bean sprouts in the cotton-padded coat in his arms, like a small kangaroo, honestly not daring to show his head, while the little potato sits in the back.

Riding a bike, he walked towards Zhou Xiaomei's house.

Now the temperature at night is very cold, although it is not below zero, but the temperature will not exceed five degrees.

I didn't come here for a long time, so I took the two little guys up directly!

Two little guys went up and knocked on the door.

After a while, Li Guangzhi opened the door with a stern face. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhou Xiaochuan behind him.

He smiled awkwardly and said hello, "Xiao Chuan is here! Come in quickly!"

Then he shouted to the back, "Xiaomei, your brother is here!"

Zhou Xiaochuan followed into the house, and then closed the door, the wind was too cold.

Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan come in, Zhou Xiaomei, who was sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, greeted with a smile, "Come on! Why did you send it, mother didn't come?"

"It's raining, I'll come and deliver it."

Zhou Xiaomei nodded.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the two half-eaten rice bowls, and said to Li Guangzhi, "Brother-in-law, you eat! Leave me alone, we have eaten!"

The expressions of the two of them were not very good just now, and something unpleasant must have happened.

But it's hard to ask now.

Looking at the two dishes on the table, one is fried potatoes, one is fried snow red, and one is steamed egg.

Seeing this dish, he smiled and said, "Why do you just eat this?"

Zhou Xiaomei smiled bitterly, "I want to eat it every day! The key is not to eat it!"

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan understood.

This roast pork, the whole building is fragrant, and occasionally it's okay, and it's not a fool to be like this every day!

Others eat a week, you are better, a day.

Then he thought of Zhao Qinian's method and said it.

Zhou Xiaomei nodded: "Well, that's how we do it! It's basically steamed, I don't dare to fry it!"

Zhou Xiaochuan shrugged when he heard the words, there was nothing he could do.

He can't do it every day and deliver it!

If you want to eat, there is always a way!

While talking, Li Guangzhi went to the kitchen to serve dinner.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan asked in a low voice, "What's going on? There's a quarrel?"

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaomei shook her head and sighed, "That's not true! You won't get married at the end of the year! There may be people coming from your hometown, and he wants to bring some meat back. It's a bit too much, so I'll say it. Two words from him."

"How many?"

"Three pieces of bacon, twenty pounds!"

Zhou Xiaochuan was speechless for a while, "How much should I be! As for being angry?"

Zhou Xiaomei rolled her eyes, "Am I so stingy? It's better if I bring some meat back. It's just that you gave us this meat, so it's nothing to bring back. After all, he can't go back to do his filial piety. It's always a bit inappropriate, isn't it? Am I going to be the mother's family?"

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Zhou Xiaochuan to speak, she added: "Don't think that 20 catties of meat is not much for you, but it's not bad that your hometown can eat so much meat in a year, what will those who can't eat it say? ? It must be sour for me to pick up my mother's stuff!! I can't tell you what to say about me at that time! Besides, the uncle and aunt came to know, and they will definitely tell me."

Zhou Xiaochuan was speechless for a while after hearing the words, that's all!

He thought it was a quarrel!

Then he said to her: "Okay, there is no need to quarrel! We won't say anything."

Life is like firewood, rice, oil and salt, and it's normal to have a little bump.

How many loves do you love each other and respect each other like a guest?

At least he had only heard of it and had not seen it.

Zhou Xiaomei was speechless after hearing the words, "I really didn't quarrel! I just said something to him, didn't you happen to be here?"

"Okay, I don't care about you!"

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaomei nodded and shouted to the kitchen, "Why don't you come out? Are you going to poke a hole in the pot?"

Zhou Xiaochuan chuckled.

Good guy, just like this, he's still worried about the fart!

But it's not good for a woman to be too strong, but Zhou Xiaomei is his sister, so he can't say anything.

He just touched her arm with his hand, "Okay, it's almost done! No matter how you say it, a man has to give him face!"

While speaking, Li Guangzhi walked out embarrassedly with his rice bowl.

Sitting at the dining table and eating quietly.

Zhou Xiaochuan glanced at Li Guangzhi, then said to him: "Brother-in-law, mother said, Little Tudou will come to your house for dinner when she shaves her pigtails. Just pick a time and talk about it in advance."

Li Guangzhi smiled and nodded, "Okay! Let's take a look then!"

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan hummed, without mentioning what happened just now.

My sister is already strong enough.

Say hello and leave.

But when I walked outside, Zhou Xiaomei's angry voice came from the house, "20 pounds is 20 pounds!"

Li Guangzhi was very happy when he heard the words: "Okay, listen to you! I'm not thinking that I won't be able to go back this year, so I'll bring something good to my parents!"

After speaking, he looked at the empty bowl on the table and said, "I'll go wash the dishes!"

"By the way, I'll feed your sister-in-law, right!"

Zhou Xiaomei replied angrily, and then quickly took the bowl, "Okay, what kind of bowl do you wash!"

Then he quickly turned around with the bowl and went to the kitchen.

Li Guangzhi behind him smiled.

...

It was raining lightly outside, and Zhou Xiaochuan rode his bike back home.

Get up the next morning.

The rain outside has stopped.

Xiaomi has gone to school with Yang Yuemei.

After washing up, I ate something, and rode to the door of Qin Xiao's house.

"Master, are you still practicing boxing? It's not cold, you?"