Qingquan asked about Zheng's mother and daughter again, these two were also locked up in the house today, and they were not allowed to help, Qingquan was afraid that with Mrs. Shi's personality, she would not share the food with these two.

"My grandmother divided two bowls of porridge, or did I bring them over!" Jing'er said.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Shi was also afraid that something would happen on a day like today, so she still kindly divided two bowls of porridge, but it is estimated that it should not be much stronger than her bowl.

Qingquan picked up the black flour cake on the table and said to Jing'er: "Send this to them, I will give you delicious food when you come back!" ”

Jing'er thought of her brother and sister-in-law going to the market today, and her eyes couldn't help but light up, "Really! ”

"Let's go!" Qingquan said with a smile, today, the Zheng family and daughter can be regarded as helping her, and Shi Xin was beaten by Shi Zhiming for this, which can be regarded as her repaying the favor!

Jing'er didn't ask so much, she went out with the cake, and Qingquan started to put the food bowls and chopsticks on the table.

As soon as it was placed, the door rang, I thought Jing'er was back, but when I looked up, it was Shi Zhijian, Qingquan was happy, "Brother Shi!" ”

Shi Zhijian was holding a large ceramic bowl in his hand, which was full of a bowl of stewed chicken with wild mountain mushrooms.

When he saw Qingquan eating on the table, he couldn't help frowning, put the bowl of stewed chicken on the table and said, "Qingqing, eat this, nourish your body!" ”

At this time, Jing'er also came back, saw Shi Zhijian here, and saw the bowl of stewed chicken with a rich fragrance on the table, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Brother, how did this come about?" ”

"Brought from the upper room," Shi Zhijian said, and then seemed to be afraid that Qingquan would dislike that someone else had eaten it, and added, "Don't worry, no one has touched chopsticks!" ”

"Well, Brother Shi, you're so nice!" Qingquan's heart is sweet, there is a moment when he thinks about his husband is different!

Shi Zhijian was stunned by Qingquan's words, and a smile appeared on his face, "You eat, you eat, Jing'er will accompany your sister-in-law to eat!" ”

"Excuse me, I know, brother!"

When Shi Zhijian left, Jing'er quickly closed the door, as if she was afraid that the smell of meat would leak out, looking at her thief and little look, it was quite cute, Qingquan just wanted to laugh.

"Sister-in-law, it's so meaty, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!" Jing'er closed the door and couldn't wait to get over the bowl of stewed chicken to smell it.

"Besides, you wait!" Qingquan got up and went under the quilt to take out an oiled paper bag.

These are the two meat buns they packed back for Jing'er today, in order to be afraid of the cold, Shi Zhijian has been keeping them close to him all the way, and then Qingquan put the buns in the space when he slept, she found that the space has the function of keeping fresh, what kind of things are put in, and what is still what they are when they are taken out.

Now the bun is still warm, because she was afraid that Jing'er would be suspicious, Qingquan deliberately took it out of the space and put it under the quilt, telling her that she had been covering it with the quilt.

"Wow, meat buns!" Jing'er had forgotten how long it had been since she had eaten something made of white noodles, she just felt that she was so happy today, with meat, vegetables, and meat buns!

The buns are a little cold in the end, not as delicious as the freshly steamed, but Jing'er eats sweetly.

And the bowl of stewed chicken, Jing'er was a little afraid to eat it, just afraid that she was eating and eating, and her milk broke in and beat her.

In the end, he was persuaded by Qingquan to eat two pieces, and he couldn't suppress the apprehension in his heart, so he didn't dare to eat again.

Qingquan ate several pieces, Jing'er originally wanted to give Qingquan a bun, Qingquan saw that Jing'er ate sweetly, so she said that she had eaten steamed buns at noon, and wanted to eat chicken at this time, Jing'er saw that her sister-in-law ate a lot, so she didn't say anything more.

"By the way, what kind of guest is here today, so that our grandmother attaches so much importance to it?" Qingquan asked.

"He said that he was my uncle's classmate, he was dressed in style, and he brought a little girl and a master, who was younger than my uncle, and said that he had been admitted to Xiucai!" Jing'er smacked her tongue and said, in her eyes, the person who can be admitted to Xiucai is already a great scholar.

Qingquan nodded, no wonder, just by virtue of the name of this showman, Mrs. Shi can be treated seriously, not to mention that she is sitting in a carriage, and she has brought so many things, and she is followed by a small servant and a master, obviously a rich son, Mrs. Shi must stammer.

After eating a meal, they didn't see Mrs. Shi come over to beat someone, looking at the stewed chicken with half a bowl left, the two of them were a little embarrassed.

Take it back, I'm afraid that Mrs. Shi will find out, pour it, in such a famine, let alone Jing'er, even Qingquan thinks that if you pour this good half bowl of meat, you will be condemned by your conscience!

Qingquan could have transferred the half bowl of meat to her space in the name of discarding, but she believed that Jing'er would never agree to pour it out.

Jing'er picked up a piece of meat a little depressed and took a bite of it, and said, "If I knew, I would have eaten more, and it would be fine when I finished eating!" ”

As she was talking, the door squeaked open, and the frightened Jing'er quickly covered her mouth and almost hid behind the door!

"What's wrong?" The visitor asked.

As soon as she heard the voice of the visitor, Jing'er breathed a sigh of relief, chewed something in her mouth, and said vaguely: "Brother, you scared me!" ”

Shi Zhijian saw that there was still half a bowl of stewed chicken left on the table, frowned and asked, "Why are there so many left, are you full?" ”

"When you are full, it is this child who is afraid and does not dare to eat!" Qingquan said helplessly.

Shi Zhijian looked at his sister hiding behind the door, reached out and stroked her head and said, "Don't be afraid, there is a brother!" ”

"Brother, there are so many left, what should I do!" Although she was appeased by her brother, Jing'er was still apprehensive in her heart, and Mrs. Shi's years of accumulation of power had been ingrained in her heart.

"Just give it to me!" Shi Zhijian picked up the remaining half bowl of chicken as he spoke, said hello to the two and left.

I don't know how Shi Zhijian did it, until the two of them finished cleaning up the table, and then Jing'er was called to the upper room to help remove the table and clean up the dishes and chopsticks, etc., no one has ever mentioned the bowl of stewed chicken, and Mrs. Shi and the Shi family don't seem to know about it.

When Jing'er was done, she brought water, and her sister-in-law washed up together, Jing'er was still wondering why no one mentioned the stewed chicken, and she knew that she would eat more.

"Sister-in-law, how do you say my brother did it?" Jing'er was very curious.

Qingquan shook her head, she couldn't think of it either.

When Shi Zhijian came back, he smelled of wine, but he was very sober, obviously he didn't drink much, Qingquan asked curiously about the stewed chicken, and Shi Zhijian's return was very simple and rude, and it was directly brought from the banquet in the upper room!

Today, this old lady Shi also made a book for the sake of her youngest son's face, and stewed all the two chickens brought by the guests.

Two chickens made a big pot, and there were four full bowls, Mrs. Shi kept one bowl and brought it to Shi Dahua's house to eat, and the remaining three bowls were all on the table in the upper room.