Now that this Zhou Fuyin has been in office for less than a year, although there is no rumor of any anger and resentment, after all, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, no one is so bold, but there is no good reputation.

The subsidy has never been customized, and it is handled according to the disaster situation.

The predecessor Lord Bao was from a humble background but was an honest official, and everything that involved the people was dealt with by pushing people and changing places, but now this Lord Yin is also from a poor family, but his official quality is not worse than that of the previous one.

After being silent for a long time, knowing that nothing had changed, Wen Shu said in a low voice: "It's not early, I'm going to cook, what does Dad want to eat?" “

Wentai was still worried about this matter, and only said: "You can look at it, just make it simple." “

Wen Shu nodded, turned around, and only halfway through, she heard her father's voice behind her, "By the way, is there still a lot of meat left in the kitchen at noon?" ”

"Daddy wants meat at night?" Wen Shu turned around suspiciously.

Wen Tai shook his head and said with some hesitation: "You make the rest of the meat into red crispy meat, and I will send it to Zhao everyone later." ”

"Zhao, everyone? What did Dad do when he went to his house? Wen Shu was stunned.

Wen Tai pulled the iron piece on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Go and borrow an axe and a planer." ”

Wen Shu looked at the piece of iron on the ground and understood: "Dad wants to borrow something and make his own household affairs?" “

Wentai nodded: "I originally planned to spend money to let the blacksmith shop help install the wooden handle of the guy, but now that the subsidy is so much less, I thought about it or go to Zhao to borrow a tool, and make it at home, I can save some." ”

Zhao Da is a carpenter who lives at the end of the alley, and opened a small shop on the front street, selling some tables, chairs and benches that he uses on weekdays, but he is a little stingy, and if there are tables and chairs in the house that are damaged, no matter how big or small the difficulty is, as long as it is sent to him, he will always collect some money.

In contrast, Wentai is much more atmospheric, because of the same carpenter's business, table and chair repair is also a familiar job for him, even simple table and chair furniture he also does, so the neighbors but there are those who ask for the door, he will respond to it, and he will not accept a penny.

Because of this, Zhao Da felt that Wentai had robbed him of his business, and he loved to stab him with words whenever he looked at his face, Wentai didn't care about it, but he didn't like to work with him either, and he rarely dealt with him on weekdays.

Now I want to borrow tools from him......

This is throwing his face on the ground and stepping on it.

When Wen Shu thought of this, he only felt a sour feeling in his heart, and after a while, he heard her whisper: "Well, I'll do it, and I'll send it with my father later." ”

"No need." Wentai waved his hand, "I'll just send it myself, lest that lady Zhao see you and pull you to ask if you have something." ”

Zhao Da's lady is a famous matchmaker, in addition to being a matchmaker on weekdays, her favorite thing is to pull the east and west, every time she sees Wen Shu, she loves to pull her to say something, don't pick and pick up something like that.

Wen Shu is most afraid of this kind of person, so every time he sees her, he takes a detour, but this time, even if he doesn't like to listen to her verbosity, she has to go with her.

"If she likes to talk, let her go, and she won't lose a piece of meat." With that, he quickly walked into the kitchen and began to eat.

At night, the lights were bright outside, and the smell of meat came from the kitchen of the Wen family.

Wen Shu put the prepared red crispy meat into a porcelain bowl, and buckled a plate on it, so as not to fall into the leaves and dust and other dirty things on the road, and then put the rice they ate into the pot to warm it, then took off her apron and beckoned her father: "Dad, let's go." ”

Wen Tai was sitting under the eaves thinking about things at this time, nodded when he heard the words, got up and took a lit yellow paper lantern from under the porch, and strode out of the courtyard door with Wen Shu, and walked towards the end of the alley.

The night was dark, there was no starlight in the dark sky, the cold wind gusted in the deep alleys, and the ruins on both sides smelled of burning.

Wen Shu looked at his father's serious and tense face under the flickering candlelight, and couldn't help but smile and quip, "Dad doesn't look like he is borrowing something, but like going to the execution ground, if you don't want to, let's go back now and it's too late." “

Wentai paused and said hatefully: "Go, it's just a face, what can't be reluctant." ”

That family, if you really let the blacksmith shop help fight it, how can you ask for a few hundred wen for the whole set, and he and Zhao Dajiang don't have any deep hatred, but two soft words, what can't be pulled.

Wen Shu laughed, "But Dad looks like this, it doesn't look like he's going to borrow something, but like he's going to quarrel." “

Hearing this, Wentai also seemed to realize that his expression was too serious, and he pulled the corners of his mouth at the moment, revealing an unnatural smile, "Do you think this is feasible?"

Wen Shu looked at it quite seriously, and then nodded: "Yes, it looks much kinder than just now." “

Daddy Wen didn't want to laugh originally, but when she said this, the tension couldn't help but disappear a lot, and she really smiled at the moment.

This Wen Shu has made up her mind, she will be obedient later, and she will say all the soft and harmonious words, she is young, and it is nothing to say two soft and harmonious words in a gag, in short, she can't make her father feel uncomfortable.

There is no curfew in the city of Tokyo, and it is really lively at night, such as the state bridge, the area of Mahang Street, that is really the light and candle, up and down to take pictures, the color buildings are opposite, and the embroidery beckons each other.

Although the north of the city is more remote, not as lively as those lively places, but in this atmosphere, even in the cold winter night, there are many people walking around the street, the father and daughter did not go to the street, but followed the alley to the end of the third courtyard and stopped.

The door of the Zhao family's courtyard was not closed tightly at this time, and from the gap in the half-hidden wooden door, it could be clearly seen that the Zhao family was setting a meal inside.

Wentai coughed uncomfortably, and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, but was preempted by Wen Shu on the side.

"Tuk Tuk...."

With the knock on the door, there was also her calling voice: "Uncle Zhao, Aunt Zhao........"

Zhao Da and her mother-in-law Zhang Niangzi heard the sound, hurriedly stopped their movements and looked towards the courtyard door.

It's just that the night is dim, and it is not clear from the inside out, Zhang Niangzi looked at the freshly steamed meat on the table, and ordered the eldest son on the side without raising her head, "Da Lang, you go and see who is coming." ”

Zhao Dalang was sixteen or seventeen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he reluctantly glanced at the second brother who was eating meat next to him.

Zhao Niangzi knew what he was thinking, and immediately put two chopsticks and meat into his bowl, Zhao Dalang's face softened a little, and he got up and went to the courtyard.

Wen Shu had already thought of his words when the footsteps were near, and he hurriedly changed his smiling face, blessed Zhao Dalang slightly, and called: "Have you seen Brother Zhao, has my brother ever eaten?" “

Zhao Dalang didn't expect it to be their father and daughter, and he was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he said, "Just about to use it, ..... Uncle Wen and Sister Wen come?"

"This is the red crispy meat that my family just made, send a bowl to my brother to taste, I don't know if Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao are there?"

As soon as they spoke, Zhao Da and Mrs. Zhao in the house heard the sound of talking from the courtyard gate, and they already understood who the visitor was, and the surname Wen was rare in their area.

Surprised expressions flashed, the husband and wife looked at each other, threw down their chopsticks, and walked out of the house.