The night cat is flying, and it is difficult for people to sleep asleep. When I look at the candle wick is gray, I feel like running water. Popular fall, the heart is broken, how can the disaster cover whom? But drunk with the moon.
While Zhang Zhong was waiting for his son and daughter-in-law to return, there were also people who couldn't rest. The Chen Family Zhuangzi and Patriarch Chen Gengxin knew what had happened during the day. At this time, they were drinking alone and cursing there.
"Who is it? I went to the river to look for things. I didn't reveal my identity. I only talked about the firm. Didn't this tell the Zhang family that the cloth shop did things? But where did the cloth shop do such things? Last name Zhang I must think that I asked someone to do it. What should I do? I have to convince the Zhang family that it’s not me. I’ll go to them and say."
Chen Gengxin no longer knew how much he had drunk. He drank glass by glass. People said that when he was drunk, he was not afraid of anything. However, he stood up drunk and shook his body, but he still thought about what happened during the day.
The more I want to forget, the more I can't forget. The dishes on the table didn't move, and only there was a drink. The servants in the village came to help pour the wine. Seeing him like this, I was worried. The servants were not afraid of Chen Gengxin. How, but I am afraid that he would treat the people around him if he drank too much.
In case he thinks about something wrong, he will be finished by sending the anger on himself, at least the whip will not be able to escape.
"You said, should I talk to Zhang Zhong, I didn't do this?" The servant was worried, and Chen Gengxin turned to him and asked him.
The servant shuddered with fright. "Master, the youngest thinks that it's useless to find it. You really did it. Others thought it was you who did it with a guilty conscience."
"Who is guilty? Did I do it? You tell me who is guilty?" Chen Gengxin asked with a sinking face, staring at the person in front of the ghost.
"It's the Zhang Family's guilty conscience, not the master's doing it. If the master wants to do it, do we still have to hide? It's Zhang Family's guilty conscience." Up to his next thing.
Chen Gengxin didn't do anything else to this servant, and shook his head, "Zhang Family has no guilty conscience, you don't understand, Zhang Family is thinking, is this matter related to me, I am not guilty, no Go, don’t look for them, in case they think I’m guilty."
"Huh..." The servant let out a sigh of relief and calmed down.
"Master, master, there is someone here, and someone from the Zhang family is here, saying that I have something to tell you." At this moment, a janitor rushed in from outside and said nervously there.
"No, no one, what Zhang family came from, which Zhang family? There are too many surnames, I'm afraid he will not succeed?... What do you mean by Zhang family? It is Zhang Zhong?"
Chen Gengxin was still in the dimness, said a random sentence, suddenly reacted, and asked again.
"Yes, it's one of his guards. He said that if you have something to do with you, the master, do you see or not?" The voice trembled when the next person spoke.
Chen Gengxin finally became sober at this time. "See, see this, get him in, no, please come in, no, I will meet him personally, no, please come in."
When Chen Gengxin said this, his heart struggled and changed again and again, and finally he was determined to invite people in instead of welcoming them by himself. That would appear guilty, even if he is indeed in a bottomless heart.
Soon, the guard came in, and when he saw Chen Gengxin's face, he smiled and said to Chen Gengxin, "My master has something that I want Patriarch Chen to know."
"Ah? Alone? Go down, go down and listen." Chen Gengxin drove the other people out of the house, and only asked when he was facing the guard alone.
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Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan still rode together, and there is one less guard next to them. Just now the one sent to Chenjiazhuangzi.
The two of them haven't eaten their food yet, and they haven't brought some backpacks. They rushed on the road at night, and now they feel tired. This is the time they usually sleep.
The lights on the dock finally appeared in front, and the two accelerated a little.
When it reached the shore, someone was already waiting here with the boat. The two of them dismounted and changed boats. When they shook to the other side, they jumped over before the boat stopped.
"Father, the child is back, dad, do you have anything to eat? Are you hungry?" After seeing his father, Zhang Xiaobao ran over to grab the writing brush on the desk and wrote on a new piece of paper. Forgot to mention the fact that he didn't eat.
Zhang Zhong imagined several situations that should arise when they meet. For example, when his son sees himself, he says: "Father, it's okay, simple." For example, "Father, what's the matter?" For example, "Father, what happened? The child knows." For example...
But I never thought it would be like this. I walked in and shouted hungry, and there was something written there. Son's handwriting still had to be practiced.
Er Niu didn't think so much, what others said was what he said, and when he heard the little son, he ran out, but was stopped by Wang Juan.
"Tell the kitchen at the dock to knead some noodles, enough for four people, and just free up the kitchen. Needless to say, oh, there are ingredients, let the people in the kitchen put them away, and we will use them later."
"Understood, little lady, I'll go over and say it." Er Niu replied, and ran away, and at the same time he was happy, so that he can eat the noodles. For four people, there are the master and the little boy in the house. And the little lady, there are only three people, plus yourself, exactly four people.
The little son and the little lady usually don't cook much and eat, and point others to make them absolutely delicious. It seems that they are going to make them by themselves today.
Er Niu went out, Zhang Xiaobao is still writing here, he wrote a letter to Li Xun, let Li Xun go to the queue, then it will save trouble.
Zhang Zhong was also watching his son write a letter, and he knew it was a letter to Li Xun. The content of the letter was inexplicable after he read it. It was all about arranging some things in the dock. It’s convenient for people to set fires. Why put several boats on sand and put them in a place where they can be ignited together.
What the hell is this mess? I found him back to help figure out a solution. What does it have to do with the dock
When Zhang Zhong couldn't figure it out and Er Niu came back, Zhang Xiaobao finally wrote the letter, dried the ink on it, put it in an envelope, looked for it, found the lacquer, painted it, and handed it to the letter just returned.的二牛.
"Er Niu, let people send this letter to Li Xun's hands as quickly as possible. It must not be delayed, otherwise the results will be unthinkable."
"Good young man, I'll arrange people now." Er Niu ran back, and ran out again before he could catch his breath.
Zhang Xiaobao didn't wait for his father to ask, he said directly: "Father, you don't have to worry about the business. Let's go back together tomorrow, and the baby will go get something to eat first, and I'm starving to death."
Abandoning these words, Zhang Xiaobao took Wang Juan and ran away. Only Zhang Zhong who was in a state of confusion was left in the house.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan ran to the kitchen in one breath. The noodles had been made up by others. Zhang Xiaobao rolled them into slices there. Wang Juan found green onions and cut them into chopped green onions, as well as non-spicy miso and eggs, and looked for them again. Some meat and mushrooms, cut out there, and use a small stove to start the sauce.
Waiting for Wang Juan to fry the sauce, Zhang Xiaobao also cut the noodles into strips, put them in another pot, and said: "I'm too hungry, I don't have the time to roll it out a few more times slowly, just make do with it. Bar."
Wang Juan looked at it and started looking for cooked food again. He found a cold bamboo shoot shreds and two cucumbers, which were photographed and made into garlic cucumbers. There was also beef sauce that I didn’t know how to get from the dock, and cut them into slices. Garlic sauce, as for the soup, there is no time to make it. Three dishes have a fried noodles.
Zhang Xiaobao had already fished out the noodles here, and thought of cooking the noodles without mixing the soup, so he simply put the noodles in cold water, copied the water twice, put it in a basin, placed it on his head, and sent it back.
Wang Juan also put the vegetables on the tray, feeling heavy as well. He placed it on his head, held it with one hand, and picked up the sauce bowl with the other hand. He followed Zhang Xiaobao and returned to the room where Zhang Zhong was located. middle.
Er Niu also came back at this time, he was always thinking about eating.
"Father, do you think you haven't eaten things? Just eat something, don't have time to do it, and deal with it." Zhang Xiaobao said to his father when the basin on his head was picked up by Er Niu.
What Wang Juan was carrying was also picked up by Zhang Zhong. Er Niu didn't need to order, and went straight to the kitchen, took the bowls, chopsticks and plates back.
Zhang Zhong looked at the three cold plates and knew that his son and daughter-in-law did not make any dishes. Only cucumbers were just taken. He really didn’t eat and couldn’t eat. He always felt that there was a place where he wanted to count him and hide in the dark. Place.
At this time, Er Niu served others, first serving each of them a bowl of noodles, and waiting for the three of them to prepare to eat, then serving a bowl for themselves, sitting next to them, and waiting for others to eat.
He has become accustomed to eating with the master's house, especially with the little son and the little lady, and he doesn't feel scared at all.
Zhang Xiaobao first scooped three spoons of sauce for his father, and then twice for Wang Juan. He also got some of it himself, and pushed the sauce bowl toward Erniu, "Look and put it for yourself."
After speaking, he and Wang Juan began to suck up. The fried noodles were really good, and their heads were lowered and they refused to lift them up. They didn't even want those three dishes.
Wang Juan only reacted after eating. He put some cucumbers into Zhang Zhong's bowl, and put some cucumbers into Zhang Xiaobao and his own bowl, pushed the plate to the front of Er Niu, and said to Zhang Xiaobao, "Forget to cut the cucumber shreds. I didn’t get the garlic, so let’s just eat it."
Zhang Zhong thought it was good, and ate happily there. Er Niu was really "delicious. The things made by the little boy and the little lady are delicious. I'll get garlic."
After speaking, he ran away and looked at his bowl again. There was only a little water left in it, and the noodles were not visible at all.