There was meat for dinner!

Based on Han Zhou's speculation about the egg in the morning and the bowl of noodles at noon, this small piece of meat should be regarded as a feast. The meat is wrapped in lotus leaves, and it looks very fragrant. The wheat rice was stewed in the pot, and some winter melon pieces were put in it, and Hanzhou ate it as rice, and with the minced salted leeks, dinner could be considered to be reconciled. She didn't eat the meat, and when she understood that it was rabbit meat, she stopped touching it.

Seeing that she didn't eat rabbit meat, Dazao was a little regretful, so she ate it all with her head down. He didn't know how long the girl was going to stay at home, and she didn't seem to be able to wait. He definitely won't be too much to raise one more person, other people's families can support many children, how can he not support such a strong laborer, but his heart has not achieved the expected effect, which is somewhat depressing.

Han Zhou saw it, shook his head helplessly, and hurriedly found a topic.

"Does the aunt who delivered the noodles at noon live far away?"

"Not far."

"I've been so good after a while that I've cooked for her. Of course, we also cook for you to eat. ”

"Oh." Jujube is such a short answer, there are no words.

The room is too quiet, and a man and a woman are in the same room and are so half-baked, which is very awkward. Looks like we have to say something.

"Sister Cuicui and her brother and daughter-in-law came in the afternoon, that is, Xiaohua's aunt. We said that we would write a letter, oh, no, it was to draw a letter to Sanniu, because Sanniu was illiterate, I was in charge of painting, and Aunt Xiaohua was in charge of finding someone to deliver the letter. ”

"Oh." Dazao replied, and he said in his heart, I can't read, this girl can really want to recruit.

And then there were no words again. The sound of cleaning things up makes the room quieter, and there is an eerie atmosphere. Han Zhou took a bowl of cold water to the yard to rinse his mouth, over and over again, firstly, to clean his mouth, this unlucky place did not even have toothpaste, and secondly, he wanted to find something to do, and he didn't want to look so embarrassed.

After the jujube finished cleaning up the pot, he went to the courtyard to find some straw, and broke it with his foot and went to the house to light the fire.

"Huh? Didn't we just eat? "The meal just now was made from the spring stove in the courtyard.

"I've eaten it, but this kang hasn't lit a fire for a few days, and you don't need to make a fire every day in summer, but it will return to moisture every few days, and you're not very good now, so you can't stand the cold."

"I didn't feel cold."

"When I think it's too late, I'll already sit down and get sick." The flames were already whirring, and small puffs of smoke were coming out. Dazao said while twisting his face to avoid choking on the smoke.

"What you say is very much like what my father said, and it is completely in the tone of an old man."

"This was originally what my father said back then, but I was young at the time and didn't take it seriously, but now I know it, it's too late."

"Why is it so late? Brother Zao is still so young. ”

"It's late! It's late! As he spoke, his voice became darker.

This makes it difficult for Hanzhou to ask anything, everyone has a story.

After burning a small handful of firewood, the house was a little hot, so I went to the yard to cool off, but there were many mosquitoes in the yard, so that people had nowhere to hide, so they had to go back to the house.

"I'm going to get some wormwood to burn tomorrow." Jujube said. Looking at her fine skin and tender meat, I don't know who raised it. Sister Cuicui, those women, must be sitting in the yard at this time coaxing children, chatting about idle days, shooting mosquitoes, and not returning to the house until it is dark.

"Oh." Han Zhou replied with some boredom.

There is no TV, no Internet, no close people, no things to do, and the night hours are getting longer and longer. I slept in such a daze last night, and I didn't feel anything, but fortunately, it was really nothing. Today, I feel better, and it's time to go to bed, so how to sleep has become a problem. Of course, Hanzhou can't mention this question, the jujube looks honest, and I don't know if it's true or false. There used to be a popular women's self-defense technique, and Han Zhou remembered two of them, one to cross the eyes and the other to kick the crotch, the problem is that this requires skill and strength, and she can't do either. It can be seen that the sentence that the book is hated less when it is used is true, and the same is true if the art is not pressed!

At this time, the jujube had almost been cleaned up, and a set of luggage was taken out from an earthy yellow box on the side of the kang, which looked old but seemed to be slightly cleaner. And he took out some of the woman's clothes, yellow ones with green edges. There is also a black one with red edges.

"You can use these first, this is my sister's use. The clothes are not big enough, but you can make up for it when you change and wear it when no one is around. Jujube said very blandly.

"Oh." Hanzhou was a little more down-to-earth now, and complained in her heart, why didn't the gods prepare a burden for her when she crossed? After complaining, I'm a little glad that I didn't have a red stripe!

"What's your sister's name?" Hanzhou had nothing to say.

"Chestnut. Her name is Chestnut. ”

"Huh? Your name is jujube, and her name is chestnut. "Such a down-to-earth name, so cute.

"Well, when my mother was pregnant with me, she wanted to eat jujubes and couldn't eat them, and when she was pregnant with her, she wanted to eat chestnuts and couldn't eat them, so she gave it such a name."

"Huh?" It seems that there is a story of a bitter child and a bitter child's mother behind it.

"Hmm. You see there is a jujube tree and a walnut tree in the courtyard, and you will be able to eat it in a few days. My kids don't know these names. ”

"Then I think it can be called a jujube pit, a commemorative jujube tree and a walnut tree." Han Zhou came up with an idea very seriously.

"Uh, jujube pits!" Dazao was speechless for a while, he was shocked by this girl's thinking.

"Yes, it's not because you can't eat it, but because you don't want to eat it. From then on, I said goodbye to the days of suffering. ”

Jujube was infected by this happy emotion, although he didn't quite understand what "bye-bye" was, but he didn't bother to ask.

"Your sister is married?" Hanzhou looked for words again.

"No, he died before he could get married."

"Huh?" It seems that the question is stupid.

"She was very naughty, she went to catch fish in the river and fell, I rescued her and it was fine, but when she came back, she suffered from the wind and cold, and she didn't take it too seriously, and she kept dragging it off, so it was not good." Jujube said plainly, probably told people many times.

Han Zhou just listened, but it was hard to say anything.

"I'm her brother, but I don't care about people, and it's too late to say anything now." Jujube shook his head regretfully. "I'll go out for a while, if you want to wash, use that black clay pot, you can sleep first, and I'll come in later."

"Oh." Han Zhou responded, feeling that the person Da Zao was quite sensible. I also understand why he just said "late", and now he understands that it is indeed too late to take care of people. I had to use the ability to take care of people on her, a person who met in Pingshui.

Illness in this era is really a terrible thing, a simple cold can kill people, it seems that disease prevention and self-defense are equally important, Hanzhou decided to strengthen exercise when the body is better, must improve immunity, and must not explain here before going back, say that it is not good, here, there is not even a cry when you die.

got on the kang and lay flat, feeling that the quilt she had just taken out was a little smelly, which made her uncomfortable. Moreover, a man would come in the room in a moment, which made her a little apprehensive.

The room was dark, and it seemed that the lights were generally not lit at night. Darkness makes hearing more sensitive. Something was calling in the yard, some small creatures anyway.

The jujube came in and tied to the door. Take off your shoes directly and put them on the kang. There is one less washing session. This missing link made Han Zhou feel unacceptable, but after thinking about it, he was not Lao Chen, what did he care? He stinks himself!

After a long time, I could still hear the breathing of jujubes, and it seemed that I hadn't slept. Maybe he's also a little uncomfortable with an outsider in the house. Han Zhou tried to keep himself awake, and when the jujube fell asleep, she slept again, waited and waited, and I didn't know who slept first in the end, in short, when it was dawn, Han Zhou was awakened by himself. She didn't even know how she fell asleep. Is the vigilance so poor?

Today, I feel better again, I feel the strength of my arms and legs, and I want to walk around. This makes her very happy, young and beautiful body, you have to cherish it!

When eating, the jujube is still stuffy. Hanzhou decided to talk about bedtime matters, so that it would not be too uncomfortable.

"Brother Jujube."

"Huh?" Da Zao looked up at her with rice in her mouth, this girl is very smart, why can't she comb her hair, so she sat down to eat with her head on.

"I want to talk about sleeping, ah, no, it's about night." Han Zhou said a little seriously.

"Huh? Oh. ”

Da Zaoxin said, what's the problem, I'll let you do that, what's the problem.

"I'll tell you a story before you go to bed, every day, or there's nothing to do, just listen to it." Hanzhou has already thought about it seriously, entertainment can still be had, and the relationship between the two sides can also be on the set track. The one who takes the initiative has control.

"Storytelling?" Da Zao frowned and glanced at Han Zhou, this girl has a lot of ideas, but it is also very good, and he also feels that the atmosphere in the room is quite embarrassing. "Okay then."

"Of course, you can tell me a story if you have it."

"Oh, you can talk first, I'll find someone to listen to it if you're done."

It's settled, and it seems that life is getting normal, albeit not pretty, little by little.

Han Zhou thought about what stories could help them end their embarrassing bedtime time, and the "Twenty-Four Filial Piety Story" could be told, although the story was a bit pretentious. "Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves" can also be said, and it can be said that it is reminiscent of "Treasure Island" and the like, anyway, it is okay to make a fortune. The ghost stories in "Strange Tales from Liaozhai" have to be told, and love and love still have to be avoided. "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is good, but it is a little longer, and it is estimated that she will not be able to finish talking until she leaves here, and it seems to be a little difficult to avoid the relationship between Huang Rong and Guo Jing, and the angle of expression needs to be carefully considered. "Tianxian Pei" is even more counted, but "Journey to the West" is the most suitable, the gods and gods are weird, there is no love and love, and the old pig in Gao Laozhuang is nothing. "Water Margin" is also good, a group of old men and a few men drink wine and eat meat in big bowls, which is also a very freehand life.

It's really inexhaustible! Han Zhou sighed. If you travel to the Republic of China, there are really not many available, and no matter how you talk about it today, others think it is original.

Otherwise, I'll make a "story", like a storyteller, I can make a little money.

This entrepreneurial plan made Hanzhou entertain herself, but she also knew that it was impossible to really do this just to entertain herself.