The next morning, a rooster's crow woke Namche.
Even if she wanted to sleep again, she couldn't.
After drinking the spring water, the rooster was full of energy and crowed loudly.
Nanzhi was so impressed by what she heard that she wanted to stew both roosters.
Zhou Chang had already gotten up in the courtyard.
In the past, he would always get up early to practice his kung fu at this time, but now, as a refugee, he deliberately got up an hour later.
I didn't expect to get up so early.
The rooster crowed three times before any movement came from the main house.
Nanzhi came out yawning and saw the people in the yard.
"Why are you still here?"
Zhou Chang: ······
Zhou Chang, who was stretching his arms in exercise, immediately said, "I plan to eat before I leave."
This was the first time Nanzhi had ever met someone like this.
At this moment, Song Hanyan also came out of the house, looked at the two people facing each other in the courtyard, and then turned around and went back into the house.
Zhou Chang: Sure enough, once you have a wife, you forget your master.
Who is this person?!
Because Song Hanyan was going to go down the mountain to hunt with nets after eating, Nanzhi made a bowl of noodles with minced meat sauce in the morning.
Song Hanyan promptly helped his wife start the fire.
Zhou Chang, watching from the side, felt a surge of rage.
A wise man keeps his distance from the kitchen, so why is this kid going there?
What a mess this grown man has been turned into by his wife!
Zhou Chang carefully examined Nan Zhi.
This girl has fair skin, a slender figure, and is considered pretty, though not quite stunningly beautiful.
His apprentice secretly married this girl without his knowledge.
Zhou Chang really couldn't see what was so good about this girl.
The noodles were ready quickly.
The cooked noodles, served with the prepared broth, are incredibly fragrant.
Zhou Chang smelled the aroma and sniffed carefully. He realized he had never eaten this before.
The bowl was filled with red and green colors, it looked very appealing.
Zhou Chang's stomach started growling, much to his dismay.
One bite and I felt completely comfortable and warm, though my lips felt a little hot.
Nanzhi wanted to see what this old man's purpose was and how long he could keep up the act.
She put almost half a bag of chili peppers in the old man's bowl.
Seeing the bright red liquid in his master's bowl, Song Hanyan promptly shut up and slurped his own noodles.
Zhou Chang gradually sensed something was wrong; why did this thing make his mouth hurt?
"Water, water!"
Zhou Chang ran into the kitchen, picked up a water ladle, and drank.
The cool water finally eased the pain in my mouth a little.
Seeing the two of them still eating calmly, Zhou Chang finally understood.
This girl has probably found out.
But he had to pretend he didn't know.
Zhou Chang desperately ate all the noodles, then pretended to have a stomachache and left them at home.
"Old man, aren't you going to tell the truth?"
It's so spicy, even ordinary young people couldn't handle it, she didn't believe this old man could make it.
Zhou Chang clutched his stomach and remained silent.
I went to the toilet several times this morning, and my butt is burning right now.
He's an old man; his health isn't as good as those young people's.
If this girl keeps causing trouble for another two sessions, he'll lose his life.
“Girl,” Zhou Changqiang struggled to sit up, “how did you find out about me?”
He was convinced that he had done a flawless job; his clothes and makeup were modeled after those of beggars on the street.
Unexpectedly, they were still found out.
Nanzhi smiled and said, "Have you ever seen anyone who's fled famine get up early in the morning to practice martial arts?"
Zhou Chang never expected that his long-standing habit would lead to his discovery.
Nan Zhi continued, "The old man's hands are also different from normal people's hands. Normal farmers' hands are rough and calloused, but your hands only have calluses on the tiger's mouth, which shows that you are a person who handles weapons."
Zhou Chang smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so observant."
"I was."
Nanzhi interrupted him and took a step back.
"Nanzhi greets the old gentleman and thanks him for his guidance to Song Hanyan. She is deeply grateful."
Zhou Chang could no longer bring himself to say, "I am a chivalrous knight-errant."
He asked in surprise, "How did you figure that out?"
"Song Hanyan, your apprentice."
She lived with Song Hanyan for a while, and rarely saw Song Hanyan show a kind face to others.
Ever since this old man came, he has been fetching water for him and pouring water for him, being overly attentive.
"Very well, I just wanted to go down the mountain for a stroll. Since you've found me, I'll stay here. I can't walk now, so please heal me."
He heard from his apprentice that this girl was quite skilled in medicine, so he used that as an excuse to stay here.
Nan Zhi smiled. Ever since she guessed that the old man was Song Hanyan's master, she had no intention of sending him away.
However, the amount of chili peppers added was too much; I wonder if the old man can handle it.
However, she felt no remorse at all.
Who told the old man to pretend to be a refugee to trick her out of her sympathy?
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Grandma Nan's house.
Nan Chungu sat in the courtyard, looking distracted.
When Qian Lanfang saw her son like this, she thought he was sick.
"Chungu, how about your mother takes you to the county town to see a doctor?"
Qian Lanfang was worried because Chun Gu had been listless for three days, and as a mother, she couldn't help but worry.
Nan Chungu shook his head and then went into the room listlessly.
"Mother, what's wrong with Chun Gu? Should I take him to see a doctor?"
Grandma Nan was puzzled as to why her son, who was always so lively and energetic, had changed so much in the past few days.
She turned and went into the room, walking up to Nan Chungu.
"Chungu, tell Grandma what's wrong?" Grandma Nan asked softly.
"Grandma, I want to go to Sister Zhizhi's house, but Mom won't let me."
Grandma Nan naturally knew why her eldest daughter-in-law wouldn't let her go; it was simply because she was afraid that Zhizhi would become dependent on their family.
"Then tell Grandma, what do you want to do at your sister's house?"
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