By the time Zhen Zhu pulled out Zhen Lei in the room to wash his hands and eat, Zhen Gang and Wu Mei had already served their jobs.

The living room was quiet, except for the sound of everyone snoring and drinking porridge.

Zhen Lei looked at the porridge on the table and frowned, "Grandma, can't we eat a dry meal?" ”

Yao Cuihua looked at Zhen Lei's small body, then looked at the pile of porridge bowls on the table, gritted her teeth, and promised, "Tomorrow morning, our family will eat wheat cake (a kind of pasta similar to covering noodles)!"

As soon as Zhen Lei heard this, his eyes lit up, and he picked up the rice bowl and began to eat it with a sigh.

Zhen Gang's heart is sour.

It's useless for herself, her son wants to eat a meal, and the old lady has to calculate.

When he took a nap at noon that day, Zhen Gang pulled Yao Cuihua to discuss, preparing to follow his neighbors to the town to find a short-term threshing worker.

Yao Cuihua looked at her son who was five big and three coarse, uneasy like a child in front of her, sighed, and let him go.

Zhen Gang went out for more than a month this time.

He measured the nearby land with a pair of feet, from Muxiang to the north, walking and stopping for more than a month.

Every day they do the most tiring threshing work, at night spread straw mats on the ground and fall asleep, three meals a day depends on the generosity of the host's family, and it is not necessarily better to eat than at home.

After more than a month, Zhen Gang has become dark and thin, and what he got in his hands was only three or five yuan of hard-earned money.

Looking at the three or five pieces that Zhen Gang handed over to Yao Cuihua, Zhen Zhu felt sour.

In the middle of the night, Zhen Lei once again had difficulty breathing, and his face was blue.

Zhen Gang ran on the Daqing Mountain with Zhen Lei on his back, and Wu Mei trotted all the way.

Zhen Lei said more than once that he wanted to sleep alone, but his family ruthlessly refuted him, and the seven-year-old boy still shared a bed with his parents for this reason.

Zhen Zhu watched the three backs of one small and two large gradually being swallowed up in the night, and she completely lost sleep.

I don't know the specific situation of Zhen Lei's illness yet, but Zhen Gang has worked hard to get back these three or five yuan for a month, and Zhen Lei can use it for seven or eight dollars this time, which is basically useless.

What can she do with a seven-year-old child?

Money is really the worst thing.

The next day, Zhen Lei still ate the wheat cake he longed for, and went to school with Zhen Zhu as usual.

Just looking at the thin figure with a strong smile, as if the pain of breathlessness last night was gone, Zhen Zhu had mixed feelings in her heart.

On this day, Zhen Zhu was in a trance.

Although Mr. Lu always likes to tell the truth, his eyes are still good, he saw Zhen Zhu's abnormality in his eyes, and did not remind him, but quietly told Xu Zhiwen.

After school, Xu Zhiwen found Zhen Zhu.

Although Xu Zhiwen is a great writer, he is not good at the art of speaking, especially how to talk to girls. Xu Zhiwen hesitated for a long time, and finally Zhen Zhu threw out the topic, "Master, how can I make money?" ”

Xu Zhiwen, who has never been worried about money, was dumbfounded in the face of this problem.

This is not to blame Xu Zhiwen, he was born in a family, although he did not grow up in fine clothes, but he never worried about money.

He studied literature at the age of three, and became famous for a poem at the age of nine, and since then, Xu Zhiwen has made a living by selling articles, even if he is nervous, he paints a picture for others, inscribes a word or something, it is enough to chew for a while.

But this kind of money-making method will not work when used on Zhen Zhu's body.

Xu Zhiwen thought about it again and again, but he was at a loss, and only thought of his own tigress.

Xu Zhiwen said that his daughter-in-law is a tigress, and she has a bear child in her family.

But those who know Xu Zhiwen's wife Yao Minzhi know that Yao Minzhi is not a stingy character, but he just cares about Xu Zhiwen a little tighter!

The most people have fireproof, anti-theft and anti-girlfriends, Mrs. Xu Yao Minzhi is up to eight years old, up to eighty years old, as long as she is a member of the opposite sex, and Xu Zhiwen can say a few more words, Yao Minzhi can be suspicious for a long time.

This point often makes Xu Zhiwen feel a headache, but there is no way to correct it.

lived together for thirty years, raised a bear child, and sent away two old people. Sensei said that it is a human being, even if it is a pet, it has feelings.

Besides, Xu Zhiwen is lazy, too lazy to step on two boats, and even lazy to change his daughter-in-law.

If you can live your life, let's live like that!

If Yao Minzhi was bored with him, Xu Zhiwen would run away from home.

The name is beautiful, and the wind is collected!

This time I went to Muxiang, and naturally it was no exception.

Generally speaking, the little thing in Xu Zhiwen's hand is enough for him to hang around outside for a few days, and when he goes out for two months like this, there are really not many.

If Xu Zhiwen hadn't been informed by the boss when he went out, the Xu family would have been looking for someone a long time ago.

Xu Zhiwen thought of Yao Minzhi because Yao Minzhi was born in a merchant family, and her father was a well-known banker.

Xu Zhiwen thought of Yao Minzhi, and then realized that he had been out for two months.

Xu Zhiwen rubbed his hands and asked Zhen Zhu rhetorically: "You are young, how did you think of making money?" ”

Zhen Zhu lowered his head and drew circles on the ground, "Last night, Shi (Zhen Lei) was sick again. My father went out for two months, and the little money he earned after staying dark and thin was all given to Ma Erye for medicine. Although they don't tell me what the stone is sick. But I know that if you can't breathe at every turn, you must be seriously ill. If you are seriously ill, you have to spend money......"

Listening to Zhen Zhu's words, Xu Zhiwen knew the difficulty of having no money for the first time.

Rubbing Zhen Zhu's head, Xu Zhiwen comforted, "Don't worry, everything will be fine!" ”

Zhen Zhu was silent, Xu Zhiwen was not happy in his heart, after thinking about it, Xu Zhiwen added, "Although I have no choice, I can help you ask my wife, their family has been in business for generations, and there must be a way to make money." ”

Zhen Zhu raised his head and smiled reluctantly, "Then thank you, master!" ”

Xu Zhiwen said with a smile: "You and I, master and apprentice, why be so polite." Only, in this case, I have to say goodbye to you! ”

Zhen Zhu continued to draw circles on the ground, "Master's knowledge, I have only learned a dime!" ”

Xu Zhiwen shook his head when he heard this, "You are very talented and diligent enough, if you continue like this, in less than three years, I should have nothing to teach you!" I also have to learn to learn so that I don't die on the beach by your back waves! The master has a large family waiting for me! Besides, it is said that the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. You've learned so much, you have to digest it well. Thanks to the lotus, you also have to look for other scenery, you can't just look at the place in front of you, only paint what you are good at. ”

Zhen Zhu nodded.

Xu Zhiwen said with a smile: "From tomorrow onwards, I will practice a word and draw a picture every day, and I will come to check it next summer." I know that you are a strong and sensible child, unlike Nianci, who can't get rid of Jin Doudou at every turn. Still, I'm scared. So, when I leave, I won't say goodbye to you! ”