The next day, Zhou Yian got up and quickly took out his camera. "Where's the film?"

"Here." Song Songbai took it and handed it to her.

"Okay, I'll hide it well." He put all the films in the space, together with Song Songbai's. He would develop them when he had the conditions later. If not, he would just put them there.

Things have been pretty chaotic these past few days, and Zhou Yian feels that it's not okay to do this every night.

Otherwise, how about finding a way to have a quarrel and then sleep on separate beds?

The more I think about it, the more it seems like a good idea.

I just don't know how to make noise.

Forget it, let’s put it aside for now.

They agreed to make clothes, and Zhou Yian thought of Aunt Zhang. It was she who taught him how to make scarves at that time, so there was no need to bother two people with the same task.

In the morning, I went to the fields to register who was working, and confirmed that Aunt Zhang did not come to work, so I went to Aunt Zhang's house and knocked on the door.

But unexpectedly, it was Tian Chunhua who opened the door this time. No one knew why this person didn't go to work, and Zhou Yian didn't think of remembering this.

"Zhou Zhiqing is here?" Tian Chunhua welcomed him with her usual smile, as if nothing had happened.

Then Zhou Yian just pretended nothing happened, "Yes, I'm here, I'm looking for Aunt Zhang."

"Mom's here." Tian Chunhua welcomed her in. "What's up, Zhou Zhiqing?"

"Nothing, just come over to chat." Zhou Yian lied with his eyes open.

Tian Chunhua looked at the paper-scissors in her hand, and the question she was about to ask was choked.

"Auntie Zhang." Zhou Yian shouted. He didn't want to have a detailed chat with Tian Chunhua. This person was good at taking advantage of others and was a bit shameless.

"Here, Xiao Zhou, come in." Aunt Zhang heard the shout.

"I'm coming." Zhou Yian responded, "I'm coming over, Mrs. Tian."

"Then go ahead." Tian Chunhua said with a forced smile.

Zhou Yian entered the house. Aunt Zhang was with the baby, so they were the only two in the room. The other children had all left. Zhou Yian figured her third daughter-in-law had finished her confinement, so she went back to work.

This kid is obviously noisier than the one from Mrs. Wu's family. He is full of energy and whines a lot.

"Xiao Zhou is here." Aunt Zhang greeted him.

"Well, Aunt Zhang, I came here to ask you how to make clothes." Zhou Yian gestured with the cloth.

"Making clothes? That's what I'm good at," Aunt Zhang said, smiling as she held her baby. "I thought you were here to ask about that last time."

Last time?

"Oh, yes, is there any candidate for the man who had an affair last time?" Zhou Yian got excited when he heard this. It turned out that there was a follow-up update to the gossip.

Aunt Zhang leaned close to Zhou Yian and whispered.

Gossip is meaningless if it is not whispered.

"Is this true?" Zhou Yian was surprised after hearing this. "What's the relationship between these two people? Let me figure it out."

Aunt Zhang looked proud and said, "It's the same great-grandfather."

"Shouldn't he be considered Wang Li's cousin?" This is such a big deal.

It’s not accurate to say that he is my cousin, we are just from the same clan.

"That's right, who would have thought," Aunt Zhang said confidently, "Wang Li didn't have many close friends before she got married. She only had a few close friends. I didn't think about it that way at first, I thought it was just a close relationship between siblings."

"It's not out of the fifth level." Zhou Yian was a little shocked.

People won’t do that, or at least they shouldn’t!

"No." Aunt Zhang also sighed, "They all have the same surname."

"Auntie, how did you find out?" Zhou Yian asked. That's amazing.

"I've been staking out the place you mentioned for several days," Aunt Zhang said proudly. "I didn't see anything, so I went straight to Ge Cheng's house and found that he, Wang Xin, had been in and out several times."

"You're really determined." Zhou Yian admitted defeat. No wonder Aunt Zhang knew so much gossip. She had been waiting like this for so long. She was amazing.

"Haha, no big deal." Aunt Zhang smiled a little embarrassedly and proudly. Who made her so anxious after knowing half of the gossip? She had to know the second half.

"Then why did you bring this cloth? What are you going to do with it?" Aunt Zhang stood up and started to pat the child to sleep.

"Let's make something simple, like a vest for my kid." Start with the easy ones and then move on to the difficult ones, don't challenge yourself with high-difficulty tasks all at once.

"Okay." After coaxing the baby for a while, there was no sign of sleep, so Aunt Zhang simply stopped coaxing him and put him directly on the kang.

Zhou Yian was stunned when he saw this quick action. The kid was probably used to it, so he just lay there and played by himself.

"Let me show you." Aunt Zhang took a charcoal pencil and showed, "How old is Xiao Song?"

"I don't know either. I'll just do it as I see fit." Zhou Yian thought for a moment, "187, a large size."

"Make it bigger, right?" Aunt Zhang understood.

"Before we make clothes, we need to make samples first..." Aunt Zhang began to explain.

Zhou Yian listened very carefully and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then why don't you try it?" Aunt Zhang stopped explaining.

"What is the first step?" Zhou Yian was confused.

Aunt Zhang was silent.

"How about I cut out the pattern for you and you sew it yourself." Aunt Zhang thought about it and made a suggestion. It seemed that teaching it several times would not work.

The scarf was the same last time, it made her mouth dry.

"That's fine," Zhou Yian nodded with relief. If it wasn't for the purpose of giving a gift to Song Songbai, she would have just let someone else do it.

I'm not good at this.

I got the needle and thread from Aunt Zhang's house and started sewing. It was quite simple, just repetitive work. I just had to be careful not to prick my hands.

I was halfway through sewing when it was time to say goodbye to Aunt Zhang.

When I walked out, I heard Aunt Zhang scolding me, "You go to work this afternoon. I'll be home. Your third brother and sister-in-law are already at work, and you're not going this morning! How can you be so shameless?"

After moving his ears, Zhou Yian replied that it was none of his business and he would just ignore it.

After returning home, I heard the chickens clucking over there, so I worked hard to feed them.

"Chicken, chicken, when can you lay eggs for me?"

"Go ahead, lay eggs." Zhou Yian encouraged them. She was afraid that if they didn't lay eggs, she would want to eat chicken and feel a little greedy.

Forget it, I can’t bear it anymore, just eat it if you want.

After careful observation, there should be a rooster. Roosters can't lay eggs anyway, so three months is enough to raise it.

It must be tender and delicious.

Zhou Yian picked up several chickens and immediately felt that it was a rooster.

She knows how to kill a chicken.

Isn't it just a cut on the neck? She thought it was a small matter, so she didn't wait for Song Songbai to come back to do it.

Until a chicken with its neck cut was wandering around the yard, spilling blood.

Zhou Yian was at a loss holding the knife.

It was like a crime scene.

PS: Small theater.

When An An gained great power at night.

Push the person directly onto the kang.

Tie your hands with red ribbons and tie your feet separately.

Press down those who jump up and resist.

Tease him, then ignore him.

Fell asleep halfway through playing.

Then at dawn, the strength disappeared and the red ribbon was torn.