Wu Qian sighed, and said, "Then let's pay the bill and go home quickly, we still have to walk for three hours." ”

Uncle Zhao nodded, and went to pay the bill, the two seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, Wu Qian didn't inquire about Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Zhao no longer asked about Shui Tao.

The two returned home in the evening, and as soon as Wu Qian entered the house, Aunt Zhao took Wu Qian's arm and said, "You don't know, it's just past noon, Shui Tao brought a stool and sat at the gate of the courtyard waiting for you to come back, and her neck was about to break." ”

Before Wu Qian could speak, Shui Tao said shyly: "Aunt Zhao, you are talking nonsense, how can I have it? I'm just looking forward to wearing new clothes. ”

When Wu Qian heard this, he hurriedly handed over the clothes and said, "This is the clothes I bought for you, you go and try to see if it fits." ”

Shui Tao glanced at Wu Qian, shyly took the skirt from Wu Qian's hand, and quickly ran to the back room. The rest of Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao looked at Wu Qian with a smile on their faces, Wu Qian blushed and said, "I'll go serve the dishes." After saying that, he walked quickly into the stove room.

After the meal was set, Wu Qian and the three of them sat at the dining table and waited for the peach to come out, and after a while, they saw the peach come out of the back room with a twist and pinch, standing in front of the three of them, the peach was already very beautiful, and when this floral skirt was worn on the body, it was more playful and cute, and even Wu Qian thought it was very good-looking.

Seeing Wu Qian staring at him, Shui Tao was flying all over the sky again, Wu Qian saw Shui Tao's face flushing, and quickly turned his head, picked up his rice bowl and ate it by himself. Seeing this, Aunt Zhao said: "The skirt Wu Qian chose is so good-looking, let's put it on like a little fairy, which man do you say will not be moved when he sees our peach?" After speaking, she glanced at Wu Qian meaningfully, Wu Qian pretended not to hear, and buried his head in a big mouthful of rice, Wu Qian hated that this bowl was too small, if this bowl was so big that it could block his face.

At this time, Shui Tao said angrily: "Aunt Zhao, you started talking nonsense again, I won't eat if you talk nonsense again." ”

Aunt Zhao said happily: "Okay, okay, I won't say it, come and sit down to eat," After speaking, she stood up and pulled Shui Tao over, and pressed Shui Tao to Wu Qian's side and sat down. Shui Tao struggled twice, and finally sat down.

At this time, Uncle Zhao muttered to Aunt Zhao: "You have a lot to do, so don't hurry up and eat." ”

Aunt Zhao glanced at Uncle Zhao and said, "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, what about the money from selling meat, and you still haven't handed it over?"

Uncle Zhao glared at Aunt Zhao, took out the money bag from his arms, and stuffed it into Aunt Zhao's arms.

Uncle Zhao said: "I sold a total of forty taels of silver, bought cloth for you, and spent three taels to buy a skirt for Shui Tao, and there are still ... Count how much is left. ”

"Thirty-six taels left. Wu Qian said with his head buried in his head.

"There are so many left!" Aunt Zhao exclaimed. Aunt Zhao flipped the money bag again, then put it in front of Wu Qian, and said, "You put it away, this is the wild boar you hunted, and the money from the sale will naturally belong to you." ”

Wu Qian was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and said, "Why did you give me the money, Aunt Zhao, you keep the money," and after speaking, he pushed the money bag back to Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao also wanted to return the money bag, but Wu Qian held down the money bag and said, "Aunt Zhao, don't push it around, you saved my life, is it only worth this money?"

Aunt Zhao was still a little embarrassed, thought about it, and said, "Okay, I'll take the money, buy some good things for Shui Tao to eat, take care of your body, and give you a big fat boy." ”

Aunt Zhao had already seen that Shui Tao was pregnant, but Wu Qian didn't want to talk about it, and Aunt Zhao and they pretended not to know, but Aunt Zhao was quick to talk for a while, and she actually said it directly, she had a child before she was married, and this was enough for her to be embarrassed.

Wu Qian's face was also red and red, and he buried his head in the rice bowl again, and Uncle Zhao saw that Aunt Zhao said the wrong thing, and shouted loudly: "Dead old woman, sooner or later you have to die on this mouth, don't hurry up and eat, plug your mouth." Aunt Zhao knew that she had lost her words, so she didn't return the favor, she buried her head in eating, and the four of them were relatively speechless and ate silently.

After eating, Uncle Zhao handed the bag of ginseng and quinoa to Aunt Zhao and said, "You go and boil the ginseng and replenish the body of the peach." ”

"Ginseng?" Aunt Zhao opened the bag suspiciously, and when she saw it, it was indeed ginseng, and it was in good condition, so she asked, "Where did you get so much ginseng?"

"A friend sent it," Zhao Bo said impatiently.

Aunt Zhao glanced at Uncle Zhao disdainfully and said, "You have been poor all your life, and there is such a rich friend who will give you ginseng?"

"Why are you so verbose, hurry up and boil it, oh yes, boil me a bowl too." Zhao Bo said.

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she glared and asked, "People drink ginseng soup because..."

Uncle Zhao threw another bag over and said loudly: "Ginseng and quinoa are drunk together, the effect is better, with you dead old woman, I really want to live ten years less." ”

Aunt Zhao picked up the two bags and walked to the stove room, muttering as she walked: "The dead old man still wants ginseng soup at his age, and he is not afraid of panicking." Shui Tao also stood up and said, "Aunt Zhao, I'll help you," and after speaking, he also followed to the stove room.

Wu Qian listened to Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao's bickering, and also laughed secretly, this Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao are old, and they are still like children every day, arguing about some trivial things several times, and they don't give in to each other, which is really unbearable.

After Aunt Zhao walked into the stove room, she first took out two ginseng plants, and then took some quinoa out, accidentally, a quinoa fell into the bag containing ginseng, Aunt Zhao looked for a while in the bag, but did not find it, she thought, fall into it, it is nothing, just ignore the quinoa, burn the stove pot to boil the soup, boil for about an hour, Aunt Zhao walked out with ginseng soup in one hand and medicinal soup in the other, and put it on Uncle Zhao's table, Uncle Zhao tried the temperature, just right, then lifted it up, and drank it with a grunt, Wu Qian saw that the temperature of the soup had been lowered, and it seemed that Aunt Zhao was okay and quarreled with Uncle Zhao, but in fact, he still cares about Uncle Zhao very much. Aunt Zhao saw that Uncle Zhao drank the ginseng soup in one go, and muttered in a low voice: "It's really Zhu Bajie who eats the fruits of life, and I don't know how precious it is." ”

At this time, Shui Tao also came out with a bowl of ginseng soup and said to Wu Qian, "Do you want to drink a bowl?"

Wu Qian smiled dumbly and said, "This is for you to drink, what are you doing for me?" Shui Tao sighed like an obedient child, and also picked it up and drank it.

Everyone was busy for a day, especially Uncle Zhao, who sold meat for a day, was old, naturally couldn't bear it, after eating and drinking, he got up and went back to the house to rest, Aunt Zhao didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, she also stood up, stretched her waist, said she was sleepy, and went back to the house.

Only Wu Qian and Shui Tao were left, the atmosphere seemed to be a little awkward all of a sudden, Wu Qian was not a person who could chat, it really made him uncomfortable to sit like this, and he also followed Aunt Zhao's example, stretched his waist, and said, "I'll go back to rest, and you should rest early." With that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Shui Tao hurriedly said, "You wait." ”

Wu Qian was stunned for a moment and said, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Shui Tao wanted to speak and stopped, but finally shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just want you to stay with me for a while." ”

Now Wu Qian is a little embarrassed, continue to leave, it doesn't seem to be good, stay, he really has nothing to say, just when Wu Qian was in a dilemma, Shui Tao said: "You don't... Don't care about the next... Child?" said Shui Tao, slurring where.

Wu Qian turned around and sat down again, his eyes didn't dare to look at Shui Tao, he lowered his head and whispered, "He... How's he doing?"

Shui Tao's face turned crimson, and said, "How long has it been? ”

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Qian asked a little nervously.

"I just want to vomit and can't eat," Shui Tao continued to blush.

"What should I do then?" Wu Qian asked uneasily.

"I don't know," Mizumo said.

"Then you... For the sake of your children, you should try to eat more. Wu Qian said with some embarrassment.

Shui Tao nodded, and the two fell silent again. Just when both of them were embarrassed, they suddenly heard Aunt Zhao exclaim: "Old man, what's wrong with you, old man..."

Wu Qian and Shui Tao were shocked, and hurriedly ran to Uncle Zhao's house, and ran into the house, only to see Aunt Zhao shaking Uncle Zhao's body and crying: "Old man, what's wrong with you, don't scare me." And Uncle Zhao was spilling blood from his mouth and nose, lying motionless on the bed.

Wu Qian hurriedly ran over, helped Uncle Zhao's body, healed his luck, a warm current entered Uncle Zhao's body, and dissolved stasis for him, after a while, Uncle Zhao woke up leisurely, Aunt Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to hold Uncle Zhao's hand, Uncle Zhao glanced at Aunt Zhao, and said weakly: "Old woman, I had a stroke, I'm afraid it won't work this time." ”

Aunt Zhao cried and said, "No, no, you won't die......"

Uncle Zhao grabbed Aunt Zhao's hand tightly, raised his voice by three points, and said, "Don't speak, I have something very important to tell you." ”

Aunt Zhao stopped talking, and looked at Uncle Zhao with tears in her eyes, Uncle Zhao took a deep breath, and then said in a weak voice: "Old woman, our child is not dead. ”

When Aunt Zhao heard this, her eyes widened, staring at Uncle Zhao, and said, "What did you say?

Uncle Zhao nodded and said, "At that time, you just got pregnant with a child, and I had a stroke, even if I picked up a life, I couldn't work in the field, we couldn't support that child at all."