Qian Shi broke off the last piece of pancake in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it slowly and swallowed it, then looked up at Little Qian Shi.
The family was dumbfounded.
Old Zhou Tou didn't know when he came back. He was sitting on the sidelines looking at his wife with his mouth wide open. Seeing her looking at his eldest daughter-in-law, he touched his cigarette pouch and said, "Boss daughter-in-law, go cook. I will eat pancakes at night, and you can bake a few more."
Xiaoqian closed her mouth, let out an "ah", and turned to go to the kitchen.
The remaining three daughters-in-law met and followed immediately.
All of a sudden, only Zhou was left in the room, including Zhou Tou, who was only quick to speak.
Old Zhou looked at his wife and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Qian ate three pancakes, because her stomach was so hungry that she had been eating slowly all these years. This time, she also got used to chewing pancakes carefully before swallowing, but she still ate faster. Quite a lot.
The old Zhou family was shocked.
Qian felt that her body was sticky and uncomfortable. Instead of answering what old Zhou said, she turned her head and told Zhou Xi, "Go to the kitchen and get some hot water. I'll take a shower first."
The weather is getting colder, water is hard to pick, and firewood is becoming more and more precious, so people in the family don't take a bath every day.
What's more, Qian's is so easy to get sick, so he washes less.
Zhou Xi hesitated for a moment, then went to the kitchen, Qian supported Man Bao's hand to get up, held her arm tightly with one hand, and said, "Come on, Fu Niang goes back to the house to find clothes."
Man Bao used the "look" that he had learned for more than half a year to confirm that his mother's complexion had indeed improved, and seemed to be a little rosy, so he helped her into the door.
Old Zhou Tou didn't get the answer and was not depressed. He waved at his children and grandchildren, "Okay, let's do what we should do."
Everyone leaves immediately.
After a while Zhou Dalang came up again and took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket, "Master Bai's family has paid wages, so there is no need to go tomorrow."
Zhou Yilang also came up and took out a bamboo box, "This is the money for selling things today..."
Zhou Zhoulang and the others also came up, "Father, this is the business we should hand in..."
Qian, who helped Man Bao back to the house, heard the voice from the main room, and then lowered his voice and asked Man Bao, "Man Bao, did you give mother medicine just now?"
Man Bao nodded fiercely.
Qian asked, "Is it expensive?"
"Expensive, very expensive, very expensive."
"How much?"
"I can't tell you."
Qian changed the question, "What's the name of the friend who sold it to you, and where does he live?"
Man Bao still shook his head.
Qian patted her head and asked with a smile, "Is he the one who sold you candy?"
Man Bao nodded, "Yes."
Qian didn't ask anymore, but said: "Do you still have candy, give some to your mother."
Man Bao took out a large handful of candy from his pocket and gave it to Qian.
Mrs. Qian glanced at her pocket, took it and put it on the bed, put the clothes she found into her arms, and said, "Come, help your mother to take a bath."
When Mrs. Qian came out refreshed, Mrs. Qian had almost finished the dinner.
Although it is a pancake, there are a lot of dishes cooked at home. Although Qian Shi had already eaten three pancakes, she still felt a little hungry at this time, so she sat down to have dinner with them, restraining herself and only ate two.
It caused people except Man Bao to look at her frequently.
Qian's complexion remained unchanged, and after putting down the bowl and chopsticks, he said to Little Qian, "Find me a better-looking basket and put eighteen eggs in it. I'll go and see Mr. Zhuang later."
Old Zhou immediately looked at Man Bao, "Did Man Bao get into trouble?"
Mrs. Qian gave him a sideways glance and said, "What are you talking about, Man Bao is good. I remembered the gift book given by Chongyang's family last time. Now that the family is in good condition, I gave Mr. Zhuang an extra gift."
Old Zhou was a little depressed, "What reason can I have?"
Even if it is given to Mr. Zhuang, Lao Zhou will still feel heartache, and he will feel heartache for all behaviors that only go out but not in.
Qian said indifferently: "Isn't Man Bao's birthday approaching soon? Seven years old is a hurdle, and you should give your husband a gift."
Old Zhoutou didn't understand why Man Bao's seven-year-old was a hurdle. The most important thing was why Man Bao gave gifts to his husband on his birthday. Shouldn't it be the other way around
However, looking at the calm appearance of the old wife, it seems that this is common sense. Old Zhou Tou suspected that he was ignorant, so he did not continue to ask.
The old Zhou was like this, and his son and daughter-in-law were even more accustomed to listening to Qian's orders, and they also subconsciously felt that this should be a custom they didn't know about.
Fang tried her best to write it down, and said to herself: It seems that she still has a lot to learn from her mother-in-law.
She rubbed her belly. After her child was born, these rules can't be wrong.
Xiaoqian found a better-looking basket and packed eighteen eggs for her.
Qian put the candy that Man Bao had just given her into it, and put it on the top where she could see it at a glance.
Qian did not let Zhou Dalang follow him this time, and went to the school with the basket by himself.
Mr. Zhuang lives alone, and the Bai family will deliver a meal every morning and evening. In the past two years, Master Bai and Mr. Zhuang got along better and better. Two out of three days, they would invite people to the mansion to have dinner, drink, and chat with each other.
In this remote mountain village, Mr. Zhuang can talk to Master Bai.
When Mrs. Qian arrived at the school, he was about to close the door and go to Bai's house. When he saw her, he hurriedly invited her in.
The courtyard door was wide open, and Mr. Zhuang asked Qian to sit down on the stone bench in the courtyard.
He still had a deep impression on the young disciple's mother, even more impressive than the old Zhou Tou.
He felt that Qian's role was far greater than that of Lao Zhou's family in raising such a group of children. He himself admired such a mother.
Mrs. Qian humbly bowed to Mr. Zhuang, pushed the basket to Mr. Zhuang, and thanked Mr. Zhuang for teaching Man Bao. She said with a smile: "Mr. also knows that my Man Bao has been weak since she was a child, so although she followed her brothers and sisters, We took the name down, but it has not been recorded in the household registration, only a little lady is recorded."
Mr. Zhuang nodded, expressing his understanding. Girls in many families are like this. They only have rankings on the household registration, but no names.
"But she will be seven years old soon, and she has stopped. In the past two years, her body has improved, and she has learned to read with her husband, and it is not good to just remember the ranking, so I thought whether to give her Write down the name, but I don't know if you think Zhou Man is a good name, if not, please ask your husband to choose a better one for her."
Mr. Zhuang didn't expect this. He smiled and said: "This name is very good. The name is bestowed by the parents, and it contains the expectations for the child. I think Man Bao also likes this name very much. I will wait for her to grow up later. , I can take a small print for her."