Inside the kitchen of the Liang family.

Ye Zimei held a vegetable shovel in one hand and pointed to the New Year's painting with the other, almost surging with anger: "You still said that you didn't come to make trouble, have you lived in vain for more than ten years?" Do you stuff the fire like that? ”

"Mom, don't be angry, I'll put less grass now." After the New Year's painting was finished, he untied a bundle of grass with his hand.

"Stop, I'll stop right away, these two bundles of grass can be used for half a month to make a fire, like you, how can we have so much grass for you to burn!"

"Then what don't you burn grass?"

Ye Zimei was almost choked by this sentence, she didn't know how to answer it, basically straw was used to make a fire, bean stalks and sesame stalks and rotten tree roots burned the fire, everyone knows.

"I.... I don't tell you, go and go, stay where it's cool, don't mess with me. ”

"Mom, I really want to help you."

"No need, I don't ask you to be more diligent, I'll thank God if I can make Jizhou's body better!"

The first dedication of the New Year's painting ended in failure.

Under Ye Zimei's expulsion, the New Year's painting finally reluctantly left the kitchen.

But it's not that it's not without a harvest, and the New Year's painting keenly found that although Ye Zimei's tone still couldn't stop blaming, her face and attitude seemed to be so good.

"If you don't let me help in the kitchen, then I'll find my own work and sweep the floor!"

New Year's Pictures knows that changing one's image is not an overnight thing, and it must be persevered.

If she is not allowed to cook, then she will go to clean up.

It didn't take long for the sun to slip overhead. In addition, summer has arrived, and the weather is unusually hot.

The New Year's painting carried a broom and swept the floor in the yard, but it was too hot to do it, and beads of sweat were flowing down from his face.

The voices of Liang Jizhou and Liang Shangkun came from outside the courtyard, and they rushed back for lunch, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw the New Year's paintings waving brooms in a fashionable manner.

Liang Shangkun frowned slightly, in fact, he was not satisfied with the girl of Nian Hua, if it weren't for his son's illness, he would not agree to let Nian Hua come to the house to be a child daughter-in-law, let alone take his daughter Liang Yin.

"Since your body is not well, stay at home and recuperate, don't toss around if you have nothing to do!"

"Dad, it's okay, I'm fine. Anyway, I'm idle, and I'm very happy to be able to help with housework. ”

The New Year's painting was suddenly sweet, although Liang Shangkun was surprised, he didn't want to say anything, and walked straight into the house.

"Da Meizi, hurry up and start eating, there is still something to do after eating!"

"You wash your face first, and the food will be served immediately."

Ye Zimei walked out of the kitchen with the dishes.

And Liang Jizhou was still standing in the courtyard, staring at the New Year's paintings.

"Brother Jizhou, hurry up and eat. I'm going to help my mom serve food. ”

The New Year's painting was stared at by Liang Jizhou's eyes, and he turned around and walked to the kitchen.

"Wait, it's too hot, I did some work just now, bring me a towel to wipe my sweat."

Liang Jizhou's voice remembered in his ears, and the New Year's painting stopped, and when he turned around, he was staring at himself with interest.

What do you do as an accountant in a village?

It is mentioned in the book that when Liang Jizhou was in the village, he worked as a brigade accountant in the village, because he was the only college student in the village with the highest level of education, and no one objected.

Look at his face again, there is no sweat, and his face is almost whiter than the New Year's painting.

In the end, the New Year's painting obediently took a towel for Liang Jizhou and handed it to Liang Jizhou.

"Brother Jizhou, why don't I wipe it for you."

Liang Jizhou in the book seems to have a little bit of cleanliness, except for the later silly white sweet heroine, he has no physical contact with all the women except Ye Zimei and Liang Yin.

The New Year's painting just wanted to be polite, but who knew that Liang Jizhou did not refuse.

"Okay."

The New Year's painting was stunned for a moment, but he regained his smile in an instant, and wiped it on Liang Jizhou's face with a towel.

Looking at Liang Jizhou's pure and fair face, his fingers inadvertently touched his skin, and the New Year's painting turned out to be a little ape-like.

"Let's eat, I'll do it myself."

Liang Jizhou suddenly held the hand of the New Year's painting and took the towel from her hand.