Chapter 004 You've worked hard, my wife.
Zhou Chong stopped in his tracks.
As we all know, some things are done on impulse, but it's hard to be impulsive enough to do them again.
Shan Qingshan: "I haven't learned this English word before. Judging from the pronunciation, it should be g, a, y? What does it mean?"
At this moment, Zhou Chong felt as if he had shot himself in the foot.
He's a virgin.
Shan Qingshan took out a small notebook from his pocket to take notes.
Zhou Chong was shocked and covered his face.
"Let's... not record this?"
[A virgin? Do you want to hear what you're saying?]
[You had the guts to say that just now, but now do you dare to let go?]
The Ministry of Education added this word to the exam syllabus overnight.
Don't back down! Make him remember! Make him remember! I can't wait to see the day Qingshan Xiaobao finds out the real meaning!
I want to see it too, is there any kind person who can tell him?
[This child loves learning so much, carrying a vocabulary notebook with them everywhere! They must be a top student, right? But you'd better not memorize this word, hahaha]
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Zhou Chong and Shan Qingshan arrived at their doorstep.
An elderly man with silver hair stood there, leaning against the door frame.
"Xiao Bao, did you go on TV?"
Shan Qingshan rushed forward and helped his grandmother up. "Grandma, why did you get out of bed?"
"Who's that young man behind you?"
Zhou Chong strode forward and said, "Hello, Grandma. I'm Zhou Chong, and I was arranged by the program team to stay at your house."
"You're staying at my place? That would be too much of a hassle for you."
"I'm not upset. I think it's fine here. There's no need to make me a separate bed. I can just squeeze in with Qingshan Xiaobao."
Grandma keenly noticed the four characters "Qingshan Xiaobao".
She laughed and said, "It's good to have friends. Grandma is a burden to you; you don't even have a single friend here."
"Grandma, don't talk nonsense. Let me help you back to rest."
Grandma walked inside, trembling, "It's so cold, you should wear a couple more layers of clothing."
"I see."
Shan Qingshan helped his grandmother into the house and laid her down before leading Zhou Chong inside.
Although the house was old, it was well-organized and clean.
There are also flowers in Grandma's room, I don't know their names, they are placed in vases, blooming in this dilapidated little house, as if they are struggling to grow from the cracks in the rocks, they are full of vitality.
Grandma looked unwell and seemed to have difficulty moving around.
Qingshan Xiaobao takes care of everything at home.
Zhou Chongcai guessed that Qingshan Xiaobao's signing of a contract with an entertainment company in his past life, and his agreement to participate in the show in this life, were all for his grandmother's health.
Zhou Chong had never met his grandmother before.
His grandmother must have passed away before he met Qingshan Xiaobao.
Zhou Chong looked at Shan Qingshan.
He bent down and spoke softly to his grandmother, his eyes gentle.
Such a thin little body, yet she supports this family.
I wish I could pack Qingshan Xiaobao up and take Grandma to the big city right now to live a good life! I don't want her to suffer here!
Qingshan Xiaobao isn't familiar with him yet, so he definitely won't accept it.
It's too presumptuous of him to bring this up as soon as he walks in.
Let's wait a little longer.
With his arrival, Qingshan Xiaobao will no longer suffer.
Once inside Shan Qingshan's house, Zhou Chongcai understood what the phrase "add two more pieces of clothing" meant.
There were only two quilts on the bed, with an old military overcoat on top.
They had no blankets.
Zhou Chong felt a lump in his throat and wanted to cry again.
He felt so sorry for him.
Dan Qingshan was completely unaware. "You'll be sleeping with me tonight. Did you bring a pillow? I don't have any extra pillows."
"I brought it."
Afraid that Shan Qingshan would see his reddened eyes, Zhou Chong quickly ran out, dragged his luggage off the cart, wiped his eyes with his arm, squatted down, opened the luggage bag, and took out two quilts and three pillows.
Zhou Chong: "It's not that I dislike this place. It's that I want to give you the best."
Zhou Chong lied, saying, "I'm prone to allergies."
Shan Qingshan: "Did you bring bed sheets?"
"No."
"Since you brought a blanket, you can sleep separately from me tonight."
Zhou Chong immediately said, "No!"
Shan Qingshan looked at him.
Zhou Chong: "..."
In my past life, I was kicked out of the next room by Qingshan Xiaobao, and it became a conditioned reflex.
Zhou Chong explained, "This is a down-filled one, with a layer of cotton on top, so it will be extra warm. I'll give one to Grandma, and we'll share the other one."
When it comes to Grandma, it's all about getting Shan Qingshan under her thumb.
He nodded.
Grandma thanked Zhou Chong profusely after receiving the new quilt.
Zhou Chong felt a mix of emotions.
Shan Qingshan asked him what he wanted to eat, and Zhou Chong said noodles.
Shan Qingshan cooked him a bowl of noodles and added two eggs.
In the rural earthen stove and large pot, Zhou Chong couldn't help but offer flattery from the sidelines.
As soon as the noodles were served, Zhou Chong couldn't help but feel his eyes redden and tears well up in his eyes.
Afraid of being seen, he quickly buried his head in his noodles.
Shan Qingshan was startled. "No one's going to take it from you."
"I'm hungry." Zhou Chong paused, his voice trembling slightly. "Your cooking is still the best."
Shan Qingshan didn't notice the tremor in his voice; he only thought that Zhou Chong was a reincarnation of a starving ghost.
Is there enough to eat?
"enough."
Shan Qingshan: "Don't call me Qingshan Xiaobao anymore."
I don't know where this title came from.
"Why?"
"We're not familiar with each other."
Zhou Chong looked up at him and smiled, "Then you can call it tomorrow, right?"
We'll be familiar with each other tomorrow.
"what ever."
After finishing the noodles, Zhou Chong volunteered to wash the dishes, and it took him a long time to finish.
As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Shan Qingshan chopping vegetables at an old stove outside.
Her sleeves were rolled up, exposing her slender, white wrists to the cold wind, where a scabbed-over abrasion lay.
Zhou Chong stepped forward and said, "I'll help you."
"You won't."
Zhou Chong: "If you don't know how, you can learn. What's the point of cutting this?"
"Feed the pigs."
"Pig? The New Year's pig? I saw on my phone that there are many places that have the custom of slaughtering pigs for the New Year."
Shan Qingshan is so small, with such thin wrists, and he has farm work to do and pigs to feed.
It's so tiring.
Dan Qingshan paused slightly while chopping vegetables, but didn't answer. He found another knife and gave it to Zhou Chong, and the two of them chopped vegetables around the earthen stove. With an extra person, it was much faster.
After chopping the vegetables, Zhou Chong took the initiative to carry the vegetable bucket.
Shan Qingshan stopped him, saying, "You can't lift it."
"I lift weights every day, and this is all the food I eat..."
Zhou Chong lifted it up.
The food bucket trembled slightly as a sign of respect.
Zhou Chong began to question the meaning of life.
Don't believe me? Try it again.
This time I picked it up, but only took two steps.
Shan Qingshan pushed him away and lifted him up with a force.
Zhou Chong stood there, overwhelmed with mixed feelings, and felt like crying again. He steadied himself and muttered to himself, "So useless!"
Then they quickly followed and helped feed the pigs.
The person who was talking a lot just now is now completely silent.
After feeding the pigs, Shan Qingshan carried the empty bucket away.
Zhou Chong moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed his words and jogged a few steps to catch up with Shan Qingshan and carry the empty bucket.
"It's too full for me to carry, but I can make two trips."
Shan Qingshan turned his head to look at him, then looked away after a moment and gave a very soft "hmm".
After feeding the pigs, Shan Qingshan went to boil water to wash his face and soak his feet.
Zhou Chong helped from the side.
"After you've tidied up, Shan Qingshan stood by the bed and asked him."
"Do you want to sleep inside or outside?"
The electric light was dim, and textbooks were spread out on the table.
Zhou Chong's heartache overflowed from his reddened eyes.
"Thanks for your hard work."
He silently added in his mind, "Wife."
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Shan Qingshan: This is the first time that someone other than my grandmother has said to me, "You've worked hard," during this time when I was walking alone.
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