Chapter 111: Snack
Ah Ju came over, picked her up with one hand, climbed over the wall lightly, and left.
The eaves of the Du family's courtyard are 3.5 meters high and the ridge is 4.8 meters high. With such a high wall, how could it just jump out and disappear?
Du Ziming, the youngest person present, lived up to his title of youngster. His eyes lit up and he touched the wall and said, "It jumped out without making any sound. This monster is really powerful!"
Is it powerful or not? Didn’t he realize it when he was beaten just now?
His father saw that he was so talkative and had no time to stop him.
As soon as he finished speaking, something flew in from outside and hit him on the head, knocking him unconscious.
His father held his waist and walked over, picked it up and took a look. It was "Quotations from the Chairman".
The lights in the Du family were on until dawn, after all, so many people needed to receive medicine.
After taking the medicine, everyone sighed.
Not to mention recuperating from my injuries, I still have to copy two books. The Constitution has nearly 10,000 words, and the Quotations are almost 80,000 to 90,000 words. Is this something a human being should do?
A group of older people told the younger ones not to go out and talk nonsense, then closed the door and started whispering again.
Xia Zhizhi doesn't care about these.
If she dares to take action, she can cover the consequences.
Normally, she wants to be a good citizen.
When things aren't normal, she can be an outlaw.
Ah Ju held her in his arms and they reached the educated youth point in just 10 minutes.
This is because if the speed is too fast, her riding experience will not be very good, otherwise it can be even faster.
After all this trouble, she got home in the middle of the night and began to doze off.
Ah Ju took off her coat and socks, washed her face, hands and feet with hot water from the kettle, and rubbed her with perfume. Then he made the quilt, tucked her in even though she had fallen asleep, and stood quietly in a corner waiting.
She worked so hard yesterday that she slept until lunch the next day.
When Jiang Xiurong came over to call her for dinner, he saw her sitting on the kang with her braid askew, her lips pouting, and a look of unhappiness on her face, in a daze.
"What's wrong? Didn't you get enough rest yesterday?" Jiang Xiurong asked with concern.
"Hmm." She responded sullenly, yawned, and went back to sleep under the quilt. She hadn't gotten enough sleep, and she had eaten a lot last night, so she didn't think about eating at the moment.
Seeing how sleepy she was, she probably didn't want to eat. Jiang Xiurong patted her head and said, "Then go to sleep first. I'll heat up the food for you and you can eat it when you wake up."
Jiang Xiurong went back to the kitchen, prepared rice and vegetables for her, then placed them in an iron pot, covered it, and kept it warm with the residual heat from the stove.
Tang Mingli took the fire tongs from Jiang Xiurong and covered the remaining charcoal in the stove with ashes. This way it would burn longer and the food would not get cold easily. It was not that he wanted to take care of Xia Zhizhi, but if he didn't do it, Jiang Xiurong would have to do it.
Thinking of Xia Zhizhi, Tang Mingli's heart was filled with three words: "Too annoying!"
During this period, the team has been harvesting miscellaneous crops. At two o'clock this afternoon, the last crop of cotton was transported back, and only corn is left in the fields. The corn can be harvested a little later without any impact.
Thinking that everyone was tired during this period of time, the team leader said that we should stop here for today, and everyone should go back to eat, drink, and have a good rest. Tomorrow everyone will go to harvest corn.
Han Youran went to a fellow villager's house and bought a chicken. He had already promised Xia Zhizhi that he would give her chicken legs, but he had been too busy these days to make it. It was a good opportunity to make it today.
Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong were boiling chicken in boiling water, while Tang Mingli was washing bacon on the side.
The two pieces of bacon that Xia Zhizhi brought back came with ribs. The fat on top was cut off and used for cooking. Today, I have plenty of time, so I washed the bacon ribs and stewed them with beans and potatoes.
Tang Mingli finished chopping the ribs, and they also prepared the chicken. Han Youran went to pick beans, and Jiang Xiurong was about to cut the chicken when she heard Xia Zhizhi calling from her room: "Sister Xiurong, Sister Youran~"
Jiang Xiurong put down the kitchen knife, wiped his hands on his apron, and went in to find her.
Tang Mingli looked at the chicken on the chopping board, anger rising in his heart. He picked up the knife and started chopping the chicken into small pieces. Not only the chicken legs, but also the chicken wings and chicken feet were cut in half. He chopped them all off for you, just to see how you eat the chicken legs!
Ah Ju found a recipe from somewhere, but she made her a soft candy with raspberries. It had a very strong fruity flavor, and was sour, sweet, and bouncy. She cut the candy into small pieces, coated it with cooked corn flour, and put it in a can.
This sugar made from pure fruit juice really tastes much better than the industrial saccharin I ate in my previous life.
She immediately called Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong and stuffed a piece of cake into each of their mouths.
The two of them were so happy when they ate the food that they could see it in their mouths. Han Youran asked, "Where did you buy it?"
Xia Zhizhi shook the can and said, "My family sent it to me. I forgot to open it."
She handed the can to Han Youran and said, "There are two cans. This one is for you both."
"Then I won't be polite with you. I really like eating this. This is the first time I've eaten such delicious soft candy." Han Youran accepted it generously. She often bought things from Xia Zhizhi, but this was sent by her family, so it must be difficult to measure it by the price. Fortunately, the three of them didn't care much about these. I ate yours today, and I'll treat you to it tomorrow.
By the time the two of them returned to the kitchen, Tang Mingli had already cut the chicken and fried it in the pan.
While eating, Han Youran wanted to find a chicken leg for Xia Zhizhi, but couldn't find one.
Tang Mingli said: "I forgot when I was cutting the vegetables, and I didn't pay attention, so I chopped it up."
Xia Zhizhi was hurt by the chicken leg last night, so she had no appetite for chicken today and originally wanted to let him go.
But Tang Mingli thought of her previous tea talk and felt that he could use magic to defeat magic, so he added: "Xia Zhiqing won't be angry, right?"
Be brave!
The tea came over her head!
She pouted and said to Jiang Xiurong aggrievedly, "How dare I get angry when I'm just a leisurely eater? I can't help much in the kitchen, so it's normal for Tang Zhiqing to forget my existence. I know I've always been unpopular, and only Sister Xiurong and Sister Youran don't dislike me."
After saying that, she put the lunch box on the stove, looked at Jiang Xiurong with resentment, turned around and went back to the house: "You guys eat, I don't have much appetite, so I won't be annoying here anymore."
Jiang Xiurong immediately picked up her lunch box and ran after her, coaxing her: "I noticed that you didn't eat much at noon, how can you not eat at night?"
Xia Zhizhi looked pitiful, lowered her head, pouted and said nothing. Jiang Xiurong scooped a piece of pork ribs with a spoon and passed it to her mouth: "Be obedient and eat a little, otherwise your body can't take it."
Only then did she open her mouth and eat the ribs.
She said that she had no appetite, but she would eat every bite Jiang Xiurong fed her. Her dark eyes blinked like grapes as she looked at Jiang Xiurong, and she looked very obedient.
Jiang Xiurong fed her before going back to eat her own meal. Fortunately, Tang Mingli had heated up the rice in the pot for her.
After being fed, Xia Zhizhi went to fetch water. When she passed by Tang Mingli, she snorted coldly: "You, you still want to compete with me!"
Cui Zijin squatted on the side and pretended to be deaf and dumb. He didn't understand. You said you were enduring it well and you haven't been scolded much during this period. Why do you have to make a fuss when you can't figure it out? Is it because you have had too many good days?