"Where's my donkey?" Zhao Chunmiao shouted, "Zhou Changan——"

Zhou Changan came out of the room with his hands behind his back and said slowly, "It's already evening, keep your voice down."

Zhao Chunmiao hurried over and asked, "Where's the donkey? The donkey in the pen is gone! Was it stolen?"

"Donkey?" Zhou Changan thought for a moment, "I seemed to have seen Wei Guang leading a donkey out this afternoon."

Just at this moment, Zhou Weiguang walked in from outside.

Zhao Chunmiao hurriedly asked his son: "Where did you take the donkey?"

Zhou Weiguang said: "The donkey... is in the kitchen."

kitchen?

Just as Zhao Chunmiao was about to ask in detail, she heard Zhou Weiguang say, "It's already been slaughtered. Mom, you decide how to divide it. I'll send some to my second brother tomorrow."

"Slaughtered it?" Zhao Chunmiao was stunned for a moment before he reacted and shouted, "You killed my donkey?!"

"That's what you said this morning. It's not cost-effective to keep it alive. It's better to kill it and eat its meat." Zhou Weiguang recalled for Zhao Chunmiao.

Zhao Chunmiao choked, then said unhappily: "I was just saying it casually, I didn't ask you to really kill me!"

"Alright, alright," Zhou Changan said, "Just kill him. Your son hasn't been home for many years, and you can't even bear to part with his donkey?"

"That's not what I meant." Zhao Chunmiao glared at Zhou Changan. "I meant... Oh, forget it, let's just leave it at that."

Zhao Chunmiao walked to the kitchen and said, "While the donkey offal is still fresh, I will make you some donkey offal soup."

Zhou Changan said: "Forget it today. It's already midnight when I finish cooking. I'll cook it tomorrow morning..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Chunmiao came out of the kitchen with her hands on her hips.

"Where's the donkey offal?"

Zhou Weiguang paused for a moment and said, "Give it to Xiaowu's family."

Zhao Chunmiao was puzzled and asked, "Why give it to his family?"

Zhou Weiguang: "...his wife wanted to eat donkey offal, so he asked me for it, and I gave it to her."

In fact, Zhou Weiguang could just tell the truth to Zhao Chunmiao, and Zhao Chunmiao would definitely not be unhappy to treat Qin Hanshu as a donkey.

But somehow, when the words came to my lips, I changed my words and told a lie.

However, given Zhao Chunmiao's personality, he would not take the initiative to bring up this matter even if he met someone from Zhou Xiaowu's family.

As long as... Qin Hanshu doesn't mention it, this matter will not be exposed.

Zhou Weiguang touched his nose guiltily. Fortunately, he was standing in the yard and it was dark so he couldn't see anything.

Zhao Chunmiao enviously said: "Xiaowu's wife is so lucky. Xiaowu really agrees with her in everything. I think even if she wants the stars in the sky, Xiaowu will find a way to pick them for her..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Changan.

Zhou Changan smiled good-naturedly and said, "Yes, I still need to keep working hard and learn from Xiaowu."

Zhao Chunmiao spat in shame, snorted, and turned to the kitchen.

Yes, she is very lucky.

When they were young, Zhou Changan was similar to Zhou Xiaowu, and she was also the object of envy of many women at that time.

But now that we are older, everything has become dull and ordinary, and most of our energy is focused on our children.

Zhao Chunmiao divided the donkey meat into three portions, one for himself, and the other two for Zhou Weiguang to deliver to the county to Zhou Weili and another relative in the family tomorrow.

The donkey meat kept at home can be made into braised donkey meat. It can be kept for a long time and can be an extra dish for the New Year.

Zhao Chunmiao originally wanted to send some to Qin Hanshu, but when he thought about how inconvenient it would be to have so many people at the educated youth site, he gave up the idea.

Just ask her to come home for dinner later.

***

Qin Hanshu cooked some of the donkey offal given by the Zhou family in plain water for Tiger, and made a big pot of the rest into donkey offal soup.

I scooped a bowl for each of Ma Chaoyang, Zhang Kangmei and the others, and put the rest in the space so that they could cook noodles or eat it with pancakes later.

But why did Aunt Zhao give her so many donkey offal?

I know she's alone, and if I give her too much, she won't be able to finish it.

Moreover, according to previous practice, Aunt Zhao rarely sent anything to the educated youth center for her. If there was anything, she would just ask her to come to her house to eat.

But this time......

The educated youth who were returning to the city to visit their relatives were ready to set off.

The cadre school where Lin Zhiheng's parents studied was located outside the capital, and life there was said to be very hard.

Qin Hanshu and others prepared some local specialties for him to take with him.

Lin Zhiheng did not refuse and thanked him solemnly.

The heavy snow finally fell, and the fields instantly turned into a sea of ​​white, and the Loess Plateau became another bleak and cold scene.

When the meat was distributed that day, Qin Hanshu did not ask for pork, but only for mutton, which weighed about four pounds. Thanks to Accountant Niu, all he got was the top of the sheep.

She had originally planned to eat the mutton hotpot herself, but Aunt Zhao gave her a whole plate of donkey offal, so she decided to repay her kindness and took the mutton to Zhou's house.

In addition to mutton, she also brought sesame paste, fermented tofu, and chive paste that she had scavenged from her home in the capital.

It was snowing and every household had their doors closed.

I knocked on Zhou’s door and it was Zhou Weiguang who opened it.

He was never as free and casual with Zhou Weiguang as he was with Aunt Zhao and Zhou Ruilan.

Qin Hanshu explained the purpose of his visit in a slightly reserved manner.

Zhou Weiguang said: "My parents went to the commune early in the morning and will not be back until the afternoon."

"Ah? Then I'll come back tomorrow."

Qin Hanshu wanted to turn around and leave, but Zhou Weiguang said, "Come in, Lanhua is just feeling hungry."

...Forget it, I'm here anyway.

Qin Hanshu entered the Zhou family’s courtyard.

She was wearing a big blue cotton-padded jacket, a Lei Feng hat, and a red scarf around her neck, which covered half of her face.

There was a lot of snow on her hat, body, and scarf, making her look like a little snowman.

The nose is a little red, just like a carrot stuck on the snowman.

The corners of Zhou Weiguang's mouth curled up almost imperceptibly, then quickly disappeared.