After he ate the cucumber, the pimples on his face disappeared a lot. It seemed to be quite effective. If he continued to eat it, maybe the pimples on his face would be completely gone by next semester.

Wang Yanmei took something out of her cloth bag, saw Xu Zijun's cell phone, and gave it to him.

Xu Zijun's cell phone was bought by his grandfather when he was in junior high school.

Since the school did not allow him to bring his phone, Xu Zijun gave it to his mother for safekeeping. Every time he came back, Wang Yanmei did not stop him from playing with it.

Xu Zijun took the phone, turned it on, and subconsciously opened QQ.

Lin Kai sent him a message a few minutes ago.

"Did your sister buy a BMW for your dad? Absolutely! The price of this car must be around 500,000 or 600,000 yuan."

Xu Zijun's face looked a little unnatural and he turned off his phone.

He moved to the right, next to Xu Qingzhi, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't spend all the money you have. No one likes you online now. If you have no money, no one will want you."

Xu Qingzhi was just wondering why her brother, who had never stuck to her since he entered junior high school, suddenly became close to her, when she heard these words.

She chuckled and gritted her teeth: "If you can't speak, just shut up, brother."

The car is so small that anyone's movement can be noticed.

Wang Yanmei asked curiously, "Zijun, your place is so big, don't crowd your sister."

Xu Qingzhi said smoothly: "No one likes my brother when he scolds me."

Xu Fuqiang's face turned serious, "Zijun, how can you talk to your sister like that? You are so disrespectful."

Xu Zijun's face darkened, and he muttered quietly: "You! You just like to complain, just like when you were a kid."

"What are you mumbling about? Don't talk nonsense to your sister." Xu Fuqiang scolded.

"I know, Dad." Xu Zijun has always known that everyone in the family spoils his sister, including grandma and grandpa, and his parents.

Alas, he is just the poor little cabbage in the field, no one loves him or her.

Kyoto.

"Hmm, this bok choy is really delicious." Zhang Zhiming picked up a piece with chopsticks and ate it, then picked up another piece with chopsticks.

The three-year-old child sitting in the children's dining chair nearby shouted anxiously: "Mom, please put some cabbage in my bowl quickly, otherwise Dad will eat it all."

"Grandma is blanching some green vegetables for you to eat. The dish with salt is for adults only." Sun Xue coaxed the child.

The child pouted, "Then tell Dad not to eat my vegetables."

Sun Xue said: "Dad won't eat yours."

"Last time, I had the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and my dad ate all of it before I could even fill my little tummy." The child complained to his mother in grievance.

"Dad is afraid that you won't finish it and waste it." Zhang Zhiming said with a smile. There was only one tomato left that day, so he could only make tomato scrambled eggs for his son. But he was greedy, so he only ate two chopsticks, but he didn't expect his son to remember it forever.

"I can finish my food, Dad is mean, he took my food."

"Without dad working hard to make money, where would you get all those delicious dishes, right? How can dad be a bad dad?" Sun Xue gently and kindly coaxed and educated her son.

When the child heard this, he thought, "That's right, if dad didn't make money, there wouldn't be so many delicious dishes." He immediately changed his tone: "Dad is a good dad. He should make more money and buy me lots of delicious dishes. When I grow up, I will buy lots of delicious dishes for mom and dad, too."

In the past, children would always talk about making money to buy toys, but now it has changed to making money to buy vegetables.

Sun Xue and Zhang Zhiming couldn't help laughing.

Sun Xue exclaimed: "The food from your cousin's house is really powerful."

"Of course not. This dish tastes even better than the ones I had before. It's grown by Qingzhi." The third aunt brought the blanched Chinese cabbage and put it on her grandson's plate.

"Thank you, grandma," the little voice said.

The child took the spoon and started eating. He didn't need to be fed at all. However, rice grains would sometimes stick to his face or fall out, but none of the rice would fall off the cabbage.

"Why did Qingzhi go home to grow vegetables? Doesn't she want to act anymore?" Zhang Zhiming asked.

Sun Xue is a 5G surfer who knows all the gossip and scandals online. "Qingzhi has been blackmailed so badly by the whole network. I think it's good for her not to act anymore. The vegetables she grows are delicious and there is no worry about not having a market. Mom, I have a few parents who want to buy some. When the time comes, give me Qingzhi's WeChat and I'll promote it to them."

"OK."

Zhang Zhiming took a piece of chicken with chopsticks and found it tasteless. "This chicken has to be the kind of chicken we had when we were young. The taste is authentic. The chickens are raised on the mountain behind our house. They are fed with millet and rice bran without any feed. Unfortunately, it is difficult to buy that kind of chicken in the city now, no matter how much money you spend. Hey, mom, does my cousin raise chickens?"

"Of course I raise it, but I only raise it for my own consumption, so don't even think about it," said the third aunt.

"Or ask my cousin if he can buy some eggs? They are also delicious when fried with tomatoes. The eggs bought in the city now have a strange taste, which is different from the eggs I eat in my hometown."

Sun Xue is from Kyoto and has lived there all her life, but she also agreed: "Indeed, I wanted to boil an egg this morning, but after boiling it, it tasted fishy and a little astringent, so I threw it away before I finished it. I bought the eggs a few days ago, so they shouldn't have gone bad, but I don't know where the weird smell came from."

"Mom, ask my cousin if there are enough eggs at home. If so, let's buy some. The baby in Xueer's belly also wants to eat something good." Zhang Zhiming looked eagerly. The vegetables were delicious, but they also needed some delicious protein.

Sun Xue said with a smile: "Don't bring up the baby in my belly. You just want to eat it yourself."

The third aunt was still hesitant: "We buy five kilograms each time, but they send us more than ten kilograms of vegetables. If I ask about the price of eggs, they won't know. Yanmei will definitely say it's free."

"Mom, you should ask first. We must not let my cousin lose money in terms of price. After all, the express delivery fees are very expensive. You know my mouth well. I am willing to spend any amount of money on food. Besides, I make so much money just for our family to eat well." Zhang Zhiming said.

The third aunt nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call Yanmei after dinner to ask about the situation."

Taoshui Village.

A small white car was traveling on a concrete road in the countryside, and the rice fields in front of it were receding into the distance.

The car drove directly to the door of the house.

After returning home, Xu Fuqiang went to the back mountain to catch chickens, Wang Yanmei went to pick vegetables, and Xu Qingzhi took the opportunity to release the crow and the white cat from the spiritual space.

Xu Zijun was sitting in the living room when a white cat suddenly jumped in and scared him.

Xu Qingzhi laughed out loud: "You're so grown up, but you're still so timid."

"Where did this cat come from?" Xu Zijun asked curiously, staring at the white cat lying on the wooden coffee table in front of him. It had snow-white fur all over its body and two round, bright eyes. It was so cute.

Xu Qingzhi said: "I brought back the pet I raised in the state capital."

Xu Fuqiang came back with the cleaned chicken and saw the white cat. He asked, "Qingzhi, is this your pet cat?"

"Yeah." Xu Qingzhi nodded.

"This cat is really smart. It came back just as we got back. Where's the crow?"

Xu Qingzhi pointed his index finger upwards and saw that the crow was standing on a light bulb that was not turned on.

"This bird is very pretty and smart, and it knows how to run home." Xu Fuqiang praised sincerely.

He once saw someone in the village raising a parrot, carrying the cage around every day. He wanted to raise a bird at that time, but Wang Yanmei didn't like having pets at home, so he gave up the idea.

Now, he has a crow at home, which just fulfills his dream of raising a bird.

"If it's not locked up in a cage, won't it poop everywhere?" Xu Zijun asked sincerely.

Xu Qingzhi: "Yes, and it holds grudges. Don't provoke it, or it will defecate on your head."

The crow always felt that its master was ruining its image, and made an unhappy "caw" sound.

(End of this chapter)