"Uncle, you are Zhou Chunping, right? I'm here because of what happened back then." The middle-aged man smiled and continued, "My master asked me to ask if the child back then is doing well."
"What child?" Zhou Chunping raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man blankly.
"A large checkered scarf and a black mole on the butt." The middle-aged man smiled and muttered two irrelevant words.
Was it really sent by a noble person? Zhou Chunping's eyes lit up, and he felt that the haze in the sky had suddenly dissipated completely.
These two sentences were the agreement between the noble man and Zhou Chunping back then. No matter who came, anyone who did not say these two sentences was not worthy of Zhou Chunping's trust.
More than a decade ago, Zhou Chunping gave up hope. After all, the longer time passes, the fewer people know about the incident. Perhaps even the benefactor himself can't protect himself! The benefactor back then was also in a state of embarrassment.
Now, there's finally news about the noble! Does this mean that the noble's misfortune is over? Judging from the noble's demeanor back then, one can guess that his abilities are definitely not small, or what? Should Zhigang just ask for help in this matter?
After Zhou Chunping followed the middle-aged man along the main road of Zhoujia Village for a while, a shiny black car almost blinded Zhou Chunping.
God bless you! Zhou Chunping finally waited for the day of prosperity.
Zhao Yunxiang went to the town to deliver fish balls, and followed Zhao Guohui to the finance office to settle the bill.
Zhao Yunxiang looked at the stack of money in her hand, a little dazed.
Zhao Guohui had already deducted the money for the fish from the reservoir, and at the end of the year, the supply and marketing cooperative and the reservoir would settle the accounts. Even after deducting the cost of starch and seasoning, Zhao Yunxiang could still earn 80 yuan a day.
Eighty yuan! A worker only made about fifteen yuan a month, and Zhao Yunxiang earned half a year's salary in one day? Zhao Yunxiang knew the fish ball business was profitable, but she didn't expect to make so much.
"Sister, I have something to do, so I won't see you off. There are only my nephew and his two friends at home, so you should go home early." Zhao Guohui said to Zhao Yunxiang worriedly.
This morning, a customer had their item stolen from at the cloth counter, and Zhao Guohui had been incredibly busy all day. He felt like he'd forgotten some clue, but when he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out.
"Well, Xiaohui, you have to take care of yourself." Zhao Yunxiang knew that her brother was busy, so she didn't delay and rode her bike to Zhoujia Village.
It was the first time that Zhao Yunxiang left her children at home and traveled so far alone.
After Zhao Yunxiang returned home, Wu Jinfeng glared at her fiercely, but she didn't dare to say anything unpleasant in front of Wen Ziqing, and she didn't dare to blame Zhou Yuanyuan and her sister for Zhou Jiaqin's fall.
Zhao Yunxiang thought her mother-in-law was a little strange today, but she didn't think too much about it. After all, Zhao Yunxiang had been glared at plenty in the Zhou family, and a few glares wouldn't hurt anyone. If she really wanted to get to the bottom of it, she wouldn't have to do anything else. Zhao Yunxiang didn't bother to pay attention to Wu Jinfeng.
"Ziqing, why are you here? Is everything alright at home?" Zhao Yunxiang was happy to see Wen Ziqing, but then she started to worry. After all, Zhao Qingshan was not young anymore, and Zhao Yunxiang was worried about what might happen to him.
"Well, Grandpa is fine!" Wen Ziqing understood the worry in Zhao Yunxiang's words and quickly explained, "Grandpa missed Yuanyuan and asked me to come over to see her."
Wen Ziqing wasn't as frugal with words as he had been when he first arrived in Zhaojiagou. He'd gained immense kindness from the Zhao family, and his autism had improved considerably. When facing Zhao Yunxiang and Zhou Yuanyuan, Wen Ziqing's conversation was almost as good as a normal person's.
"I know, I know. When I'm free in a few days, I'll take Xiaojiu back to Zhaojiagou to see him." Zhao Yunxiang felt a little guilty. The three of them had left, and her brother and sister-in-law lived in town all year round. Dad was really lonely.
"Where's Aunt Qiuju? Did she go home?" Zhao Yunxiang was a little surprised when she didn't see Aunt Qiuju. Aunt Qiuju was always very methodical. If she said she would wait for her to come home, she would definitely wait until she got home before leaving.
"Mom, Qianqian was tripped by Zhou Jiaqin, and her front tooth was broken and bleeding a lot. We asked Grandma Qiuju to go back and take care of Qianqian." Zhou Jiasheng puffed out his chest and rushed to answer.
I have to say that Zhou Jiasheng is really smart. As an eight-year-old child, he analyzed the truth about Qianqian's fall from the conversation between Qianqian's mother and Wu Jinfeng when she came to the door.
"Oh, Jiasheng, be good. Qianqian's injured. It's time to let Grandma Qiuju go back." Zhao Yunxiang nodded. Even the most tolerant person couldn't sit still when their child was injured. Besides, Zhao Yunxiang had seen Wen Ziqing's fighting prowess before. With him around, Zhao Yunxiang didn't worry about her two children being bullied.
With Wen Ziqing around, Zhao Yunxiang didn't tell the children about the delivery. She quickly prepared dinner. After everyone finished eating, they cleaned up the kitchen and prepared to go to bed.
At this point, Zhou Yuanyuan was dumbfounded. Their house only had one bedroom and a storage room, and usually the three of them slept on one large bed. But today, with Wen Ziqing as their new baby, what should they do?
Although Zhou Yuanyuan was only six years old, deep down she still considered herself an adult woman. When facing a half-grown boy like Wen Ziqing, she would always subconsciously be cautious about the difference between men and women.
"Yuanyuan, what's wrong? Hurry up and take off your clothes and go to bed." Zhao Yunxiang had already made plans. After the three children went to bed, she would go to the storage room and make do with a bed on the floor. There was no other way. The house was small and it would be inconvenient to have guests.
Zhou Yuanyuan's face flushed red, her hands clutching the front of her cotton-padded jacket desperately as she twisted her body to avoid Zhao Yunxiang's hands from unbuttoning it. In her heart, she was wailing: There's a half-grown boy in this room! Mom, can you please not be so aggressive when taking off your daughter's clothes?
"This child, why is she so disobedient?" Zhao Yunxiang was furious, wanting to slap her daughter on the head. Didn't she see how late it was? After taking care of these little ones, she still had to go to the storage room and make a bed on the floor!
Wen Ziqing saw Zhou Yuanyuan's tantrum and oddly guessed the reason. The little girl must be shy around him! If Zhou Yuanyuan had looked closely, she would have seen the slightly red tips of Wen Ziqing's ears.
"Aunt Yunxiang, I'll sleep next door." Wen Ziqing grabbed a long bench from the room and headed straight for the storage room. There was a door connecting the storage room to the bedroom. He hadn't been thoughtful enough, only thinking about staying to help without making plans earlier. If it weren't for this embarrassing scene, Wen Ziqing wouldn't have known the Zhou family's housing situation was so tight.
Zhou Chunping's tiled house had two floors. The lower floor was for living, while the upper floor was covered with thick wooden boards, making it a spacious attic. Although the attic was not high, it could accommodate a lot of things. The Zhou family kept their food and some rarely used items such as steamers and winnowing baskets in the attic.
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