Zhuzi threw the rake away and turned to run.
He has to ask Brother Che.
If it was really Brother Che who did it, he would have to applaud Brother Che.
Great job!
Ha ha ha ha!
The more Zhuzi thought about it, the happier he became. He grinned so hard that his whole face was almost distorted.
When he arrived at Song Che's house, many people looked at him from afar with surprise and suspicion on their faces.
Is Zhuzi...crazy?
What stimulated you?
Zhuzi had no idea that his reputation had been completely ruined by himself.
At this moment, he knocked on Song Che's door.
Song Che was cleaning the yard and fixing some damaged parts.
Hearing the knock at the door, he came out to open it, holding an axe in his hand. He made way and asked:
"Zhuzi? What's wrong?"
Seeing the axe in Song Che's hand, Zhuzi calmed down instantly:
"Hey, it's okay. Brother Che, what are you busy with?"
The yard looks a mess.
Many places had obviously just been violently demolished.
Song Che walked to the kitchen door and chopped off a half-standing rotten stick with an axe:
"Just a few quick fixes. A lot of the stuff in this house is pretty run down."
Zhuzi nodded in agreement: "Indeed."
He rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll help."
Song Che didn't refuse, but only asked him, "Have you finished all the housework?"
"The grain is all drying in the sun, so there's nothing else to do now."
Song Che didn't ask any more questions.
Two people can work much faster than one.
The addition of the pillars also made Song Che feel much more relaxed.
Xin Guoguo sifted some boiled water from the well and soon brought it to the two of them to drink to relieve the summer heat.
In the afternoon, she went to the kitchen to light the fire and cook.
Song Che went to the town a few days ago and bought a lot of things.
However, she now has a big belly and can only stand.
The task of making fire was given to the three-year-old little Mumu.
The little guy was very sensible and learned to make fire early on.
Now he is very skilled in helping to light the fire.
Smelling the smell of meat coming from the house, Zhuzi sniffed hard.
After calculating the time, he stood up and said, "Brother Che, it's getting late. I have to go back to harvest the grain first."
Having said that, he raised his foot and walked out.
Song Che hurriedly pulled him back: "We're brothers, why are you being so polite?! It's not too late to go back and harvest the grain after dinner! Your sister-in-law made braised pork especially for you, isn't that what you like?"
When Zhuzi heard the word "braised pork", his mouth almost watered.
Because his grandfather received a salary, his family lived better than other families.
But this is good, it just means we can eat meat one more time a year than other families.
He had only eaten braised pork once when he was a child, and that was when he followed his grandfather to the county town to report on work and ate it in a restaurant.
Since then, he has been obsessed with braised pork.
But this dish uses a lot of oil, how could his mother be willing to make it?
Even if you make it, it won't taste right.
But when he smelled the aroma of meat in the air, he was immediately sure that this was the braised pork he had eaten!
Moreover, it might be more delicious than anything he had ever tasted!
Saliva is secreted unconsciously.
Zhuzi's heart was shamefully moved.
But these days, life is hard for everyone.
Brother Che just came back and he definitely doesn't have much money. How could he be so shameless?!
At this moment, Zhuzi completely forgot the whereabouts of the one hundred taels he had just guessed.
He kept shaking his head: "No, no, I have to go back and harvest the grain. If I'm any later, it will be dark."
Song Che didn't allow him to say anything more and pulled him to sit down at the stone table:
"We're brothers, why are you being so polite?! How can my family not have a bite of food from you?! If it gets dark soon, I'll go harvest the grain with you!"
Zhuzi couldn't leave now, but he would feel embarrassed if he didn't leave.
Xiao Mumu grabbed a pair of chopsticks in his little hand, his whole body swaying, and one of his little hands was clinging to the door frame:
"Dad, Uncle Zhuzi, Mom asked you to come in and serve the dishes."
The kitchen in the yard was demolished, so Xin Guoguo cooked in the house today.
Even with the door curtain lifted, it was so hot that I felt like I was being steamed.
She followed her son and walked out, holding her daughter's hand.
Even though the sun outside was scorching, as soon as she went out and felt the wind blowing, Xin Guoguo felt that she was finally alive.
Cooking in summer is really not a human thing!
Song Che was doing it the past few days, and he didn't want her to get involved.
Today, because Zhuzi came, Xin Guoguo took over the kitchen.
At this moment, two grown men came over.
Song Che hurried forward, holding his wife with one hand, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped the sweat off his wife's face:
"After you sweat, you can't be exposed to the wind directly. If you catch a cold later, you will also have a headache."
Xing Guoguo smiled and nodded obediently.
Zhuzi looked at the handkerchief in Song Che's hand and was completely stunned.
Oh my god!
Brother Che actually had a handkerchief in his arms?!
Zhuzi felt that the image of Brother Che as an extremely manly person in his mind had collapsed a little.
But looking at the warm scene between his sister-in-law and Brother Che, he didn't think that Brother Che's behavior was effeminate!
Zhuzi silently took note of this in his heart and decided that he would have to learn from her when he got married.
Look at Brother Che and his wife.
He just watched, and even though the two of them didn't do anything else, he still felt that they had a very good relationship.
Xin Guoguo didn't feel embarrassed at all when being stared at.
After sitting down, he nodded slightly towards the pillar.
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