Chapter 151 Not Enough Brain

So at this moment, Zhuang Qinghe was taking a rest in the house, and Zhuang Yuanzhong was also sleeping here, but he couldn't fall asleep at this moment either.

"Why don't you go and see them?" Zhuang Qinghe glanced at Zhuang Yuanren and said, "Aren't you always attentive to your parents? Why don't you go now?"

Zhuang Ruman howled so miserably, she must have encountered something, and she must be very angry at the moment. She was leaning forward at this moment, if not waiting to be quarreled with, what was she? "Don't think about deceiving me again, kid!" Zhuang Qinghe snorted coldly.

During this period of time, Zhuang Yuanzhong had tripped her up many times, both openly and covertly. Even though Zhuang Qinghe was a bit stupid, she had learned her lesson from these repeated failures.

Even though she couldn't figure out what methods Zhuang Yuanzhong used, in order to avoid being at a disadvantage, she would not do anything that Zhuang Yuanzhong suggested her to do.

Seeing Zhuang Qinghe's anger, Zhuang Yuanzhong was not angry either. He just got up from the bed and went to the floor to find his shoes to put on. While putting them on, he said slowly, "Since you don't want to go, then I will go."

"There is one thing I want to make clear in advance. If you are scolded because you didn't go, don't say it's my fault. I have warned you."

"It's you who didn't listen, but I told you."

"If you want to go, go ahead. Don't be hypocritical with me here." Zhuang Qinghe waved his hand with some disgust, turned over, and went to sleep.

It's just the howling outside...

Zhuang Qinghe had no choice but to use his fingers to plug his ears.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yuanzhong walked out of the house with a look of mockery on his face.

Even if you have a little more brains, your brain is not lacking in a little bit. Just this little bit is not enough.

Zhuang Yuanzhong was too lazy to say anything to Zhuang Qinghe and just went into the room. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhuang Ruman lying on the bed with a thick cloth wrapped around his buttocks. The basin beside him was obviously filled with water used to wash something, which was now blood red.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Yuanzhong was shocked himself.

Hearing Zhuang Ruman howling like that and hearing him seem to have been arguing with Zhuang Jingye in the yard just now, Zhuang Yuanzhong guessed that he was probably hurt somewhere by some bump, but he really didn't expect that he would be hurt so badly.

"Your father accidentally fell on the dung fork and stabbed his butt." Seeing Zhuang Ruman sweating profusely from the pain, Song was so distressed that she could only cry: "It's so hot and the wound is so severe, I'm afraid it will fester."

"Why are you here? Go back to the house quickly and go to work in the fields with your mother later."

Being stabbed in the butt with a dung fork was not a glorious thing in the first place, it could even be said to be embarrassing, especially in front of his own son, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"I just heard some noise and was worried, so I came to check on Dad." Zhuang Yuanzhong said with a worried look on his face, "Originally I wanted to call my sister to come with me, but I saw that my sister was asleep, so I didn't call her and came to see what happened to Dad first."

"Dad, you just take a good rest at home. We can handle the work in the fields. I will go to work in the fields with mom later."

"Yuanzhong is still sensible."

Zhuang Rumen looked at his youngest son with approval, but was also very angry because of what Zhuang Yuanzhong said about Zhuang Qinghe sleeping there.

How can you still sleep with such a loud noise?

Even a dead pig would be woken up by now.

She was probably feeling uncomfortable because she was asked to work in the fields these days, and now she doesn't even want to care about her father's life or death. Fortunately, Zhuang Yuanzhong hid it from her and said that she was sleeping and didn't want to call her!

After all, she is a stupid girl, a money-loser. The girl originally belongs to someone else's family, and you can't raise her well in your own home. Not only does she eat the food in your family, but she also causes so much trouble.

In this case, it would be better to stop wasting food at home and get married early, so as to get some dowry and make the family more well-off.

Zhuang Rumen thought about this and his eyes rolled around.

But the pain in his butt really prevented him from thinking too much about these things. He just continued to howl in pain and urged Song to find a doctor quickly to take a good look.

Although it would cost a lot of money to invite a doctor, as Song was worried, if the wound was not properly treated in this hot weather, it would probably fester. Not only would it be very painful, but it would also be impossible to work, which was even more troublesome.

Seeing this, Song quickly agreed.

As Zhuang Rumen said, he found the oil-paper bag containing the money in the crack of the wall, took the money out and hurried to find the doctor.

Zhuang Yuanzhong stood beside the bed and saw everything Song did clearly, especially when he saw the oil paper bag, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Money is a good thing.

Zhuang Yuanzhong blinked, then retracted his gaze and took two steps forward: "Dad, are you feeling uncomfortable? How about I fan you? Would it be more comfortable if it's cooler?"

"This wound cannot stand the wind. If it is exposed to the wind, it will easily take root. Dad knows how filial you are." Zhuang Ruman was more and more appreciative of his youngest son: "Okay, don't be busy anymore, go and rest for a while."

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After all, the injury was on the buttocks. Zhuang Ruman really didn't want his little son to keep staring at his buttocks. It was quite embarrassing.

"Okay, then I'll lie down for a while. I won't sleep. Dad, if you have anything, just call me." Zhuang Yuanzhong said this and came out of the house. Before leaving, he looked at it again and again reluctantly.

Zhuang Ruman just thought that he was worried about him and was not confident in him, which made him feel even warmer in his heart.

Raising a son is good. ——Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui rested at home for a while, and when they thought it was about time, they went to the tofu shop.

The tofu had been taken out of the pot and pressed. Zhuang Mingliang was shouting at people to weigh the tofu and load it onto Dong Dazhui and Zhuang Sifu's ox carts one by one.

During this period of time, Zhuang Mingliang has been taking care of these things. He has become very skilled and does everything very properly.

It can be said that even if Zhuang Qingning is not here, the tofu shop can continue to operate in an orderly manner.

It seems that I made the right choice by finding Zhuang Mingliang to work in the tofu shop.

Zhuang Qingning took a quick look and said a few words to Zhuang Mingliang, Dong Dazhui and others with a smile.

When she came out of the tofu shop, she saw Zhuang Yutian and Zhuang Yucheng coming out of Wen's room with worried looks on their faces.

The two men saw Zhuang Qingning, sighed and greeted him.

"Is Auntie still angry?" Zhuang Qingning walked to the door and turned sideways to take a peek inside to see how Mrs. Wen was doing.

As he turned sideways, a teacup flew over and hit the door panel next to Zhuang Qingning, breaking into pieces.

The author has to go out to work on a county project all day today, so he may not have time to write. I will update twice today and will definitely update more tomorrow~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)