Chapter 168 I'm so annoyed
"Uncle, you can do whatever you want." Zhuang Qingning said, "But uncle, you came at the right time. I bought catfish from the town and planned to make tomato fish fillet. Qingsui and I can't finish such a fish. You can bring some back when it's ready. You and aunt-in-law don't have to cook in the evening."
"Just in time to try my cooking..."
Although, she was not sure whether it would be delicious. After all, it was her first time making this dish since she came here, and she didn't know if her skills had faded.
"That's not possible." Zhuang Jingye waved his hands repeatedly: "You two can keep it for yourself. I don't really like fish..."
As Zhuang Jingye spoke, he looked up at the comb held by Zhuang Qingning next to him.
Zhuang Qingning understood what was going on immediately. Smiling, he lifted the stone that was pressing on him, grabbed a few handfuls of mung bean sprouts from it, put them in a small winnowing basket and handed them to Zhuang Jingye: "Originally, they were supposed to be fully grown tomorrow morning. Although they were delayed for one night, they are almost fully grown now and will be more tender to eat. When you go back home tonight, ask your aunt to stir-fry them or serve them cold. They will taste good."
"That's what I've been thinking about." Zhuang Jingye took it with a smile: "Last time, your aunt bought a pound of mung bean sprouts and paired them with your dried tofu, bean curd sheets, cucumbers, tomatoes, peanuts, mixed them up, and then poured chili oil on them. It was so fragrant..."
As Zhuang Jingye spoke, he felt the corners of his mouth getting wet.
Zhuang Qingning smiled when she saw this.
The two people were talking happily and enthusiastically. Zhuang Yuanren was standing nearby. He felt as if his heart was in turmoil. He was extremely uncomfortable. His face was as dry as a frost-bitten eggplant. He looked completely listless and lifeless.
In the past, whenever he came back from school and went to talk to Zhuang Jingye, Zhuang Jingye would be so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He would even hold him and talk for a long time, and would not stop even if he was tired.
But this time, she seemed not to have seen him and was just talking to Zhuang Qingning enthusiastically.
In Zhuang Jingye's eyes, could it be that he, a future scholar, is not as good as Zhuang Qingning, a tofu-grinding housewife?
It could even be said that he is not as important as the mung bean sprouts grown by Zhuang Qingning in Zhuang Jingye's eyes?
Zhuang Yuanren held the bamboo basket tightly and tighter until his knuckles turned white. He was too embarrassed to stay here any longer, so he walked away.
Dispirited.
Zhuang Jingye was holding the mung bean sprouts and still talking to Zhuang Qingning. When he realized that Zhuang Yuanren had left, he turned around and looked at Zhuang Yuanren going away. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He's finally gone."
"Did the village head uncle see him just now?" Zhuang Qingning was a little surprised.
She just thought that Zhuang Jingye didn't see Zhuang Yuanren at all.
"How can such a grown man not see it? You are such a joker."
Zhuang Jingye smiled and said, "I saw it as soon as I entered the room. I ignored him on purpose so that he could think it over carefully. When he returns, he should take care of Zhuang Ruman and Song Shi to prevent them from causing trouble all day long."
"Zhuang Yuanren is very proud. Now that he has lost such a big face, and it is related to his going to the official school in the county town, he will definitely spare no effort in doing this. You just wait and see how chaotic the Zhuang Ruman family will be."
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. It's getting late now. I'll go back and ask your aunt to cook dinner. Dayong is at home today and has a pot of wine. We need to have a good drink."
"Uncle Lizheng, take care."
Zhuang Qingning saw Zhuang Jingye off and then went on to clean up the fish.
After scraping off the scales, the fish belly is cut open, the internal organs are removed, the gills are removed and the fish is washed, then it is placed on the chopping board and filleted.
Here, Zhuang Jingye was holding mung bean sprouts and walking home excitedly. As soon as he entered the house, he hurriedly called Ye to take the mung bean sprouts to mix with cold dishes.
"Look how happy you are, as if you have picked up silver." Ye said with a smile while washing bean sprouts.
"It's not like I picked up silver, but I'm much happier than picking up silver."
Zhuang Jingye smiled and told Ye about Zhuang Yuanren's incident. He then raised his chin smugly and said, "That bastard Zhuang Ruman is so arrogant and proud. He is so proud of having a scholar in his family that he almost forgets his own last name. His eyes are so big that they want to grow to the top of his head. Are you dumbfounded now?"
"As long as I use a little bit of trickery, they will do everything according to my instructions without any deviation. What do you call this? This is called cunning!"
"You may not necessarily understand what I'm telling you, but I still have to explain it to you. You should listen more to this kind of thing and learn from it in the future. Things can't be solved only by confronting them face to face."
"I know." Ye curled her lips, but didn't say much.
Zhuang Jingye was so happy that he continued to talk to himself, "But to be honest, I really don't know what kind of pig brains Zhuang Ruman and his family have. They are always thinking about how to scheme against others and can't bear to see others live a good life. They are always shooting themselves in the foot and don't feel tired at all."
"It has always been the case that God is watching what people do. If you do too many evil things, God will make the final decision. If you keep silent now, who knows, he might take you away one day!"
"If it's really taken away, wouldn't our village be bustling?" Ye frowned.
The sudden death of someone of this age is mostly an accident. No matter what the cause is, it will make the village uneasy. As long as the village is uneasy, it will not be a good thing for Zhuang Jingye, the head of the village.
"How much more relieved will I feel if there is one less trouble?" Zhuang Jingye disagreed: "People like this are annoying to others. If they are really taken away one day, I guess we can only say that God has mercy on us."
"That's true." Ye nodded. "People like this want to stay away from them. I guess no one will sympathize with them."
"That's what I'm talking about."
Zhuang Jingye waved his hands impatiently: "Don't just talk about other people's business, hurry up and mix the cold dishes, won't Dayong be back soon? The child is tired all day, come back and have a ready-made meal, don't make him wait any longer."
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When Ye saw that Zhuang Jingye was thinking about her nephew from her mother's side, a smile immediately appeared on her face and she went into the kitchen to get busy.
Zhuang Yuanren returned home in a daze and gave the bamboo basket in his hand to Song.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Song saw that Zhuang Yuanren looked unhappy. When she took the bamboo basket, she saw that the eight eggs were still there. She asked Zhuang Yuanren in surprise, "You didn't go?"
Zhuang Yuanren did not answer Song's words, but walked straight into the room and came to Zhuang Ruman's bed.
Zhuang Ruman was not surprised to see Zhuang Yuanren like this. He just raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that the girl didn't treat you well?"
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