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It was only three o'clock, and I didn't want to wait for Zhang Xingguo, so I decided to walk home myself. The only problem was that I didn't have a key, and I was hoping Zhang Shouyi would be home.
When they got to the door, they found it was locked from the inside, so they knocked.
After Zhang Hongmei left in the morning, Zhang Shouyi met with some of his subordinates and made arrangements for some people. There will be some changes in the next few days regarding the plan to send his father to Liujiatun.
The matter in the capital has been settled. The Zhang family will be finished in less than a month. In my previous life, I kept them around until the very end, but not this time. I don't want to leave any stumbling blocks for myself.
She closed her fierce eyes and slowly calmed the resentment in her heart. In her past life, she only found out at the very end that her father's death was caused by them. In this life, she only let them suffer imprisonment, which was already out of consideration for their blood relationship.
The military itself can't get involved, and none of the people it has trained have risen to key positions. So they have to be patient.
He rubbed his temples, wondering where all that money they had in their past lives came from. Although each of their families was wealthy, they certainly didn't have that much money.
I couldn't find anything in my past life, and the people I've placed around them haven't made any progress either. They're actually less resourceful than I am now? What's going on?
They must have received some unexpected wealth; that's the only explanation. We definitely need to send a few more people around them.
He is currently unprepared for what he wants, which is his advantage. If he fails to capitalize on this, his fate will be no different from his previous life.
Slowly rocking back and forth in the recliner, I wonder when I started to enjoy thinking in a rocking chair?
Zhang Shouyi heard a knock on the door, checked the time, and realized that Zhang Hongmei must have returned. This girl was interesting, but she had never appeared in his previous life.
Zhang Shouyi opened the door. "Hongmei, you're finally back! I'm still hungry and haven't eaten yet."
Zhang Hongmei looked at Zhang Shouyi suspiciously. "Brother Zhang, aren't you going to go home and starve?"
"Yes, I don't know what to eat."
"Oh, how about I make you a pancake?"
"That's great! I'll go start the fire."
Zhang Hongmei complained that all you could say was "start a fire."
"No need, a little fire is enough to make egg pancakes. Help me pull all the leaves off the corn stalks to use as fuel. The fire can't be too strong, or it will definitely burn."
"Okay, I know how to do that."
Zhang Hongmei: You can talk the talk, but you can't walk the walk.
Within ten minutes, Zhang Shouyi was eating his egg pancakes. Watching the young girl cook was so simple; she just put two eggs in flour (she really treated herself well, adding two eggs—Zhang Hongmei: a habit from her past life), a little salt, poured some oil into the pan, scooped out two spoonfuls of batter, spread it evenly with a spatula, flipped it, and it was done. This meal was convenient and delicious; he'd make it himself from now on.
I finished five egg pancakes with great satisfaction, and I felt much better.
"Brother Zhang, aren't you going to eat dinner after eating so much at this hour?" Actually, Zhang Hongmei was doing it on purpose. She deliberately cooked extra food so that he would finish eating before reminding him.
Zhang Shouyi froze, staring directly at Zhang Hongmei. This girl was clearly mocking him. Heh, how long had it been since anyone had spoken to him so casually? He gave Zhang Hongmei a playful look but remained silent.
I'm not sure if the dough will rise now. Maybe I should just make rice porridge for dinner; it's easier and tastes better.
As for the vegetables, I'll just have pickled vegetables stir-fried with eggs.
It was ready just in time for Zhang Xingguo to return.
No one complained, even though no one had made any. Zhang Xingguo even praised Zhang Hongmei's pickled eggs and vegetables.
In the morning, it's egg pancakes, rice porridge, or just eggs and pickled vegetables. There's nothing else I can eat.
Zhang Hongmei isn't planning to go out today; she intends to read some books. Last night, Zhang Xingguo said he'd made all the arrangements and could leave tomorrow. He said his trip to the city had been incredibly fruitful. He'd done everything he wanted to do and bought a lot of things—it was all worthwhile. She'll stay home today.
Zhang Hongmei was unaware that she had avoided a dangerous situation by not going out.
There are people on the black market offering large sums of money to buy fine grains. Zhang Hongmei might be tempted and might make a deal, which would definitely expose her.
Zhang Shouyi's books were available for Zhang Hongmei to borrow at will, so the two of them spent the whole morning with one standing in front of the bookshelf picking out books and the other sitting behind the table writing furiously.
Zhang Hongmei chose three books about history, two about politics, and one about geography and topography.
Seeing that it was already eleven o'clock, Zhang Hongmei decided to make noodles since it was just the two of them.
The dough for hand-pulled noodles needs to be very stiff, so it's very difficult to roll out. Luckily, it's only for two people.
After boiling the noodles in water, I added some soy sauce and vinegar, and then poured chili oil on top, since salt was added when kneading the dough.
While eating, Zhang Shouyi praised Zhang Hongmei, and he genuinely thought it was delicious.
After lunch, Zhang Hongmei posted that there was still meat filling left. She planned to steam meat buns for dinner. She had a lot of dough and meat filling, and she was thinking of making breakfast for tomorrow morning as well.
The steamed meat buns made that evening were unanimously praised by the three of them, but as a result, there would be no breakfast the next day. Did their stomachs have elastic bands? That was two huge pots of meat buns! Watching them eat, Zhang Hongmei unconsciously ate an extra one herself.
When Zhang Hongmei got up the next morning, Wang Xiaoshun had already packed Zhang Xingguo's luggage, and the things Zhang Hongmei had bought had also been loaded onto the car.
When Zhang Hongmei saw Zhang Shouyi, she also felt that their father-son relationship had been reversed.
We ate at a restaurant when we arrived in the county town at noon, and then drove straight to Liujiatun.
They arrived before 2 PM, and the car parked directly in front of Zhang Hongmei's house. Zhang Xingguo and Zhang Shouyi went to Liu Maocai's house, while Wang Xiaoshun unloaded the car.
Seeing that the vegetables in the yard were growing well, Zhang Hongmei knew that Er Ya must have helped water them; the girl must have secretly gone to fetch water at night. It seemed that giving her the key was the right thing to do.
She cleaned both rooms thoroughly, guessing that Zhang Xingguo must be staying at her house. To be honest, Zhang Hongmei really didn't want to, but Zhang Xingguo was really good to her, so she couldn't refuse. She was in a real dilemma.
Seeing that cucumbers were also growing on the cucumber trellis, they couldn't resist picking two and handing one to Wang Xiaoshun. The two of them munched on them with gusto.
It tastes really good. This is still a leafy cucumber, which is a green cucumber. If it were an autumn cucumber, or a fruit cucumber from later generations, it would definitely taste even better.
It had been over an hour and Zhang Xingguo and his son still hadn't returned, so I decided to make dinner myself.
"Brother Xiaoshun, how about we make dumplings together? You guys can leave after you finish eating."
"Really making dumplings?"
"Yes, I'll go knead the dough, and you can cut the chives. We'll have egg and chive dumplings for dinner tonight."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
The water tank in the kitchen is full. I've prepared a big basin of dough, enough to make 300 dumplings. That should be enough for us, right?
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