Chapter 8: Breakfast of Three Sweet Potatoes

"Can you give me the plaster in your hand?" Su Zhiqiu got straight to the point.

Jun Sanye was dull for a while, looking at the woman in front of him, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes; This little fool has always been a bad talker, and he has a big tongue, how can he suddenly ...... Speaking clearly?

Inexplicably, you still think it sounds good?

Jun Sanye suddenly felt goosebumps, and felt that he was so stunned that he had this kind of thought, but it was just a bottle of medicine, he didn't say anything, raised his hand and threw the medicine to Su Zhiqiu, and limped back to the room.

Zhu Qingyun in the room had not yet fallen asleep, and his coarse cloth clothes had faded to his waist, revealing his scarred back, which was bruised and purple, and he looked like he had been abused cruelly.

However, at this time, the plaster was applied, and the pain was relieved a little.

Seeing Jun Sanye come in, Zhu Qingyun gently pulled up his clothes to cover his back full of scars, and pulled up his clothes.

"Tomorrow you have a day off, the injury is so serious, I'll take care of the housework."

"......" Zhu Qingyun took the hand of the clothes for a moment, and looked at Jun Sanye with a little surprise, but his eyes fell into a pair of peach blossom eyes with their own charm, with a smile that was not there.

"During this time, my brothers are not here, I have worked hard for you," Jun Sanye added, looking at Zhu Qingyun's still surprised gaze, and finally could only helplessly tell the truth: "That fool was beaten badly, and it seems that he has behaved, and I didn't do much when I saw her just now, so it's okay for me to come tomorrow." ”

Having said this, he didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed or weak in his heart.

He Jun Sanye is a selfish person, he usually hates the fool's infatuation, he doesn't like to go out of the room and even ignores the fool at all, and most of the brothers will share the responsibility of taking care of the fool when they are there.

Now that the brothers are going out, the burden falls on the meek and cowardly fourth child, in fact, the housework is not tired, but the fool loves to move his hands and feet, and if he is not satisfied, he will smash things and beat people.

What can make the brothers more relaxed is that the fool is not familiar with Fengyue, as long as he doesn't disgust them, he will be tired of bitterness.

Zhu Qingyun listened to Jun Sanye's words and did not say anything, and acquiesced.

He was indeed very tired, his wound was hurting all the time, and he was also very afraid of the stupid wife.

I was able to rest one day and was satisfied.

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After Su Zhiqiu took Jun Sanye's plaster, he silently applied it to the room.

Fortunately, her arm was not broken, but it was dislocated, and after she picked it up yesterday, she has recovered a lot now, which also makes Su Zhiqiu praise the recovery ability of this body is very good.

But since you have decided not to mourn, you must first make your whole person alive.

The breathless stone in his heart was gone, and with relaxation came drowsiness, Su Zhiqiu fell asleep after applying the medicine, and didn't get up until the next day.

The female dignity of the Northern Dynasty stipulated that women could have supreme rights, but men were as humble as dust.

The finest ones are; The hostess serves the meal, and the man can only wait for the woman to finish eating before serving the meal, or bring the meal to the room.

Unless the man is not from the hostess's family, and his status is much more noble than her, he can be at the same table.

And Su Zhiqiu, who didn't understand this yet, sat on the dining table in the dilapidated main house early in the morning, looking at a few sweet potatoes in front of him in a daze.

Today's breakfast is only three sweet potatoes...... This family is so poor......

Good literacy is initially reflected in the fact that all the family members can only eat when they are present. But Su Zhiqiu sat for a long time, and didn't wait for the others to come out, and the only thing that appeared was the sturdy Bai Lady, who went out with a hoe on her shoulder and the largest sweet potato, which seemed to be going to plough the land.

Looking at the table with one less sweet potato, Su Zhiqiu turned his head to look at the window, the window was square, not big or small, and it was erected with a few wooden sticks, similar to a modern anti-theft window.

Carrying the window behind him was a man in green clothes.