Chapter 114 Xie Zhuo: I made it up.



Xie Zhuo had never been like this before, liking someone to the point of almost losing control of himself.

I want to hug and kiss it when I see it, I want to stick close to it, and I want... more.

The moment her hand was grabbed, Xu Yan glanced back at the two little brats, then moved her fingers and said in a lower voice, "What? Da Bao and Xiao Bao are watching."

Xie Zhuo glanced down at the pear tree.

Da Bao and Xiao Bao blinked at each other.

"Does Uncle want to hear a story too?" Da Bao asked Xie Zhuo, taking a bite of dried sweet potato.

“Okay,” Xie Zhuo nodded and let go of Xu Yan’s hand. “Write down the characters you’ve been learning recently for Uncle San in a bit.”

“Okay,” Da Bao said with a smile, “we can write a lot more.”

The two little ones ate very quickly because Xie Zhuo rarely had time to spend with them in the morning. After finishing, they took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen and found a notebook and pencil to show him the results of Xu Yan's teaching.

Xu Yan watched for a while, then went inside to read.

The weather has been getting hotter lately, and there's not much work to do in the fields, so no one needs to go to work.

Many families go to the mountains to pick wild produce to sell, or they pick vegetables from their own private plots to sell.

The women basically gathered together to sew shoe soles, or took advantage of the hot weather and some free time to take out the cotton-padded clothes they would wear in winter, take them apart, put the cotton in the sun to dry, wash the cloth with the water from the sun, and then sew them back together.

The same procedure applies to making blankets.

Anyway, nobody's idle.

Xie Zhu listened to Da Bao and Xiao Bao talk to him for a while, and then took them to the river to fish.

He was originally going to the city to buy meat, but Xu Yan stopped him.

"How can you eat like this every day?" Xu Yan said.

Lately, their family has been living a very extravagant life, eating at least four dishes and a soup every day.

Compared to other families in the village, it's like celebrating the New Year every day.

But that's because Chen Lihua and Xu Cangsong are there. Even if they eat like this, the villagers will at most say that Xu Yan's parents are rich and that it's not like they can't afford to eat and drink.

Now that the person has passed away, it's not appropriate to continue eating like this.

They are easily envied.

Xu Yan discovered a couple of days ago that someone had been secretly watching how often Xie Zhuo went out to buy meat.

Although I don't know why he's keeping an eye on these things, it's always better to be more careful. Xie Zhuo is also repairing watches and radios; if someone really catches him doing something wrong...

"Let's tone it down a bit," Xu Yan said.

Xie Zhuo always did whatever Xu Yan said, but he still frowned when he heard this. "Today is your birthday."

“Hmm,” Xu Yan nodded, then smiled, “So I want to eat the longevity noodles you make yourself, and the grilled fish.”

Xie Zhuo's heart softened immediately. He turned his head to look at Da Bao and Xiao Bao, who were still waiting for him, but in the end he did not reach out to touch Xu Yan again.

"Third Uncle, can we take Xiao Shuanzi with us?" Xiao Bao asked.

He rarely spoke before Da Bao, and Xie Zhuo smiled at him while carrying the bucket, "Go and call him."

Little Shuanzi is out.

His father, Zheng Xiaopeng, was also following behind him.

Zheng Xiaopeng was a man of few words, two years older than Xie Zhuo, and tall and thin.

In the words of the villagers, it's like a hemp stalk on the edge of the field.

He chuckled awkwardly when he saw Xie Zhuo, "Third brother."

"Second Brother Zheng," Xie Zhuo greeted him as well.

As the two walked towards the river, some people craned their necks to look at them.

An old woman's gaze lingered on Xie Zhuo for a while before she asked, "Third brother, aren't you going to town to buy meat today?"

Xie Zhuo glanced at her and responded.

Seeing that the old woman was about to say something, he spoke up before she could, saying, "The God of Wealth is gone, we can't go back to our poor days."

Recently, he has heard many people privately calling Chen Lihua and Xu Cangsong "God of Wealth".

They even said that if it weren't for the two of them, Xie Zhuo wouldn't be able to go to the city to buy meat every day.

Xie Zhu sneered inwardly and went along with them.

“Oh dear,” the old woman sighed, then her eyes darted around, “didn’t they leave you anything when they left? I heard they really liked Little Xu, the educated youth.”

“I kept it,” Xie Zhuo said.

"What?" the old woman asked quickly.

Their shouting conversation probably startled a lot of people, as many people sitting at the gate poked their heads out, looking on with gossip in their eyes.

“Two broken pieces of the stick were left,” Xie Zhuo said.

"Huh? What's the point of keeping this thing?" another old woman exclaimed.

"They probably meant to tell me that if I didn't treat Xiao Xu, the educated youth, well, they would cut me in two," Xie Zhuo said.

He spoke these words with utmost seriousness, without the slightest hint of joking.

The expressions on the faces of those around them were much more interesting.

Especially Zheng Xiaopeng, who had been following him closely, seemed to have something to say, or perhaps he needed to urinate urgently; in short, his expression was very strange.

The road became much quieter after that, because after passing those few houses, we reached the riverbank.

Apart from a few people washing clothes, there was hardly anyone by the river.

As Xie Zhuo placed the bucket on the ground, pondering whether to wade into the shallow water to scoop the water or sit on the bank to fish, Zheng Xiaopeng finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Third brother," Zheng Xiaopeng called out to Xie Zhuo.

"Hmm?" Xie Zhuo turned around.

“You, you,” Zheng Xiaopeng looked at him with pity, “you’ve suffered.”

Xie Zhuo: "..."

nerve!

Did you not realize at all that he was showing off?

At this moment, the other members of the Qingshan Brigade were talking.

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