The drills used by this group were even more energetic. They practiced assassination in a queue, and each team shouted louder than the other, as if they could kill their opponents just by shouting.
On this day, Zhou Xing was about to go to the playground to supervise training. Uncle Zhou Zhou and Uncle Wang stopped him on the way. Nowadays, in this village, except for the children who go to school and are still called sir, the others are no longer called Master Zhou Xing, nor director Zhou Xing, nor Du Zheng. Instead, they have naturally unified their names. According to the rules of Tuanyong training, Called Chief Zhou Xing.
Uncle Zhou pulled Zhou Xing aside and told him quietly that the grain harvest was good and everyone was happy, but there was one thing that worried many people, that is, there was no salt. Since Zhou Bao came out last time, everyone knows that there is war outside, and society has not been out of trouble. Everything else can be made do, but this salt is a must-eat. Although there are more in stock, they can be swapped with each other, but in a few months Down, but basically bottomed out.
Uncle Wang also nodded fiercely and said that someone from his hometown had already come to him, saying that the family had run out of salt and wanted the village to find a solution. That's why the two of them came to Zhou Xing to see what they should do about this matter.
Salt! Salt! Zhou Xing had a headache. If there is no food, you can make do with other things. The lack of salt is a big problem. After pondering for a long time, he didn't have any good ideas at the moment, so Zhou Xingsui said: "In this case, call a few A-level supervisors and squad leaders to come to my place tonight, and let's think about it together. We must find a way to get salt in."
The two nodded and went to inform separately.
After Zhou Xing finished training, he looked at the night. It was estimated that the children who were studying on their own had already returned home from school. They were not in a hurry and walked slowly home. As he approached the door, he saw smoke coming from his house. Zhou Xing felt warm in his heart, knowing that it was Zhou Rong again, helping him make dinner.
Since Zhou Xing started teaching the children this week, with these few stones, everyone can get food together, so I don’t have to go around for food like when I was injured. But every household knows that a young man like Zhou Xing may not know how to cook good food, and even if he does, he may not be willing to cook it. Therefore, many of them ask their children to bring a meal to their husband, which is really a shame. Zhou Xing saved a lot of work. He was lazy and often ate it without heating it up. He was young and strong, so he didn't feel anything bad.
One time, Zhou Xing was eating the cold meal, and Zhou Ronger happened to come over. Zhou Ronger saw that Zhou Xingzi's food was cold and she was very happy to eat it. She immediately darkened her face, grabbed it with her hands, and took it to the stove to heat it up. Zhou Xing had no choice but to follow him to the kitchen and explain in a nonchalant manner that he ate it quickly when it was cold and it was delicious. Zhou Ronger rolled his eyes a few times before he stopped talking. Zhou Ronger heated up the food and brought it back to the house by herself without letting Zhou Xing help.
Zhou Xing followed Zhou Ronger into the house and took Zhou Ronger's clean kuaizi. He was too embarrassed to look at Zhou Ronger. Zhou Ronger was very angry, and then she spoke, and she scolded her for being so lazy. If she stayed like this all day long, she would eat up her body. It didn't matter if she was sick. Poor those children, they just went to school. How unlucky it would be to have a sick teacher who can't attend class. He also said that the people in this village had finally rescued him, and he was recovering from his injuries for a month. He was getting along well with him, and they all treated him like Zhou Xing's nephew. If he got sick, wouldn't it make everyone worry again?
Zhou Xing listened while eating, not daring to reply, but his heart felt warm. Hearing Zhou Ronger's silence, he dared to peek at Zhou Ronger. Unexpectedly, he met Zhou Ronger's gaze and hurriedly lowered his head to eat. Seeing Zhou Xing's embarrassment, Zhou Ronger burst into laughter. Zhou Xingcai breathed a sigh of relief.
From then on, Zhou Rong'er often came here to catch up with Zhou Xing's class, and also listened to his lectures. When it was almost time for lunch, she would quietly go out, either to work on new works or to bring lunch to the interested students. Since the group training started, Zhou Ronger has been even more frequent. In addition to cooking, she also helps Zhou Xing sew and wash clothes. Zhou Xing is sometimes in the house, watching Zhou Ronger busy, and feels quite at home.
Zhou Xing liked this warm feeling and knew what Zhou Ronger's concern and care meant, but he was a little timid and did not dare to take this warmth as his own. This is the darkest period of the Five Dynasties, when human life is the most despicable. That kind of warlord tied up the old and weak people. When there was a shortage of food, he slaughtered the living people for military rations and made "dried meat". It was miserable and made him unpredictable about the future. There is a great fear of fate. He was afraid that one day, that kind of misery would happen to him, to the villagers who had saved his life, and to Zhou Ronger, who had a secret love for him. Because of this fear, he did not dare to accept this warm beauty, because this fear made him unwilling and determined to control his own destiny.
Whether it is running a team training wholeheartedly, planning the development of the villa, or educating children, every step I take is to rely on my own efforts and absorb even the smallest bit of power to change this history. The trajectory, even if it is just a small turn here, is fine, as long as I and this peaceful villa can be safe. When he was not sure of this, Zhou Xing really didn't dare to accept Zhou Ronger's affection.
Zhou Ronger's tranquility and elegance passed down from Mrs. Cui's, and the natural naivety and simplicity revealed in every move made him intoxicated, making him unable to shift his gaze. Make his heart beat. But the fear of the unknown fate made him dare not approach and get that beauty, for fear that his own accident would shatter this perfection. Every time he thought of this, Zhou Xing felt confused and heartbroken.
The slowly drifting smoke was still rising, and Zhou Xing seemed to smell the fragrance of the first ripe rice. He stopped and looked around. The setting sun had disappeared, and the reddish color on the sky was stubbornly shining through the obstruction. The clouds leave the last light to the valley. The green mountains looming all around have turned into a lake, and the stream in the valley, relying on the light, is still winding and flowing happily. The smoke from each house hangs in the sky above the villa. The occasional laughter of children and the disturbance of chickens and dogs reflect the tranquility of the villa.
Zhou Xing smelled it greedily and looked at it greedily. All of this made him feel very comfortable and happy. My heart moved and I suddenly laughed. I was so stupid. Could that empty future really happen? Even if it does happen, should we just ignore this reality in this fear? The beauty now is for the enjoyment now. If you don’t enjoy it now, won’t the beauty now be lost in vain? So what is the meaning of the present beauty?
Besides, when I came here, there was an error in history. In the future, will the future be the same as before? Maybe, I am the master of this history, and this new future is in my own hands.
I control my own life!
This is mine now and will be mine in the future.
Zhou Xing roared in his heart. Walk quickly toward your home and that beauty.
The stove fire was burning, flickering brightly and dimly on Zhou Ronger's face. She held her chin with her hands and stared at the stove fire in a trance.
Zhou Ronger's initial impression of Zhou Xing was that he was a fun person.
Zhou Ronger grew up in a villa, she was naturally elegant and refined, and she was the eldest daughter of the wealthy Zhou family. Under the tutelage of Mrs. Cui since childhood, she had a calm and generous demeanor. In front of Zhou Ronger, any girl or young woman in the villa would feel ashamed and shy away. No young man, whether from the Wang family, Zhou family, Chen family, or even Zhou Ronger's cousins, would miss the opportunity to show his strength and bravery as a man. It is even less likely that she would shed tears in front of Zhou Ronger.
When Zhou Ronger saw Zhou Xing for the first time, she saw Zhou Xing lying on the bed with tears streaming down his face. Firstly, she was shocked, and secondly, she found it funny. She had never seen a grown-up boy. There will be times when my face is full of tears. how can that be possible? A grown man would shed tears like this? This man is so funny. Moreover, the tears seemed to be caused by hunger. A young man sheds tears because he is hungry. Is there anything more interesting in the world?
Just because she thought it was fun, this matter became the number one weapon for her, Brother Bao, Brother Can, and others to quarrel with Zhou Xing. Whenever she mentioned this, Zhou Xing's face would definitely turn redder than Guan Gong, and he would immediately become speechless. . Looking at Zhou Xing's red-faced embarrassment, what better way to describe it besides fun?
During that time, looking at Zhou Xing wandering around eating, Zhou Ronger seemed to see a big toy of her own. It was fun to see Zhou Xing’s confused look when listening to others. It was fun to hear Zhou Xing’s strange accent and tone. It was fun to see Zhou Xing’s nonchalant and lazy look. It was fun to watch Zhou Xing use crutches. It was fun to walk in a helter-skelter manner, and it was even fun to watch Zhou Xing wolf down his food.
Brother Zhou at that time was really fun.
and after? Brother Zhou recovered from his injury. It turned out that he was actually a prince. No wonder Brother Zhou couldn't understand our dialect. It turned out that he was from Chang'an Yayan. The kind of elegant language my mother and Brother Zhou spoke was very nice, much better than our dialect. Why didn’t my mother teach me how to speak it? It would be great if I could speak Chang'an Yayan, so that I could talk to Brother Zhou about anything?
Brother Zhou knows so much. He knows Chang'an, Luoyang, Chengdu, Yangzhou, so many places, and places so far away. Brother Zhou’s head isn’t that big, so how can he pack so many things? It turns out that the prince must know so many things! He knew that the place so far to the north was full of snow and big trees, and it would take several months to reach the end. The place so far to the east is full of water, boundless water. If you keep walking on the water by boat for a year, you will find a very big place, tens of thousands of times bigger than our valley. He Also know. Keep walking to the west, where people all have blue eyes, yellow hair, and white faces. He actually knows how old he is and he has never been there. How does he know?
Brother Zhou is really awesome. He has only been here for a few months, and he is running a school, a security guard, and training troops. It seems that it can never run out of things in its brain. My mother said that people write with pens outside. Brother Zhou uses the feathers of chicken tails to write, and the writing is so beautiful. Poor chickens in our villa, they are all bald. Brother Zhou doesn't know that the chicken's tail has grown a little, but now the children in the villa will pluck it out cleanly and put it away properly, waiting for one day that he will also use this in his family. Writing on paper.
Brother Zhou is really majestic in his military training. When he shouts on the field, the men in the village are all obedient. Even the second uncle and the third uncle will stand up straight and line up so neatly. In the past, the second uncle was so powerful. Apart from his father, he was never afraid of anyone. Haha, it turns out that the second uncle was also afraid of Brother Bao spanking him with a stick, right?
Brother Bao’s stick seems to have hit many people, right? The aunts and sisters-in-law in the village have some objections. After the uncles and brothers practice every day, they are not only smelly of sweat, but also soil and mud. Whether they are newly made cloth shoes or newly knitted straw sandals, they cannot be worn for a few days. , they are all in disrepair, this is all caused by Brother Zhou’s training. But why does no one complain about Brother Zhou, while everyone nags the uncles and brothers? There are so many aunts and sisters-in-law, how come they all respectfully call him master when they mention Brother Zhou? I heard from the second aunt that there are still people who want to play matchmaker for Brother Zhou!
No wonder Brother Zhou is so popular with them. Brother Zhou is so good at talking. When he meets his aunts and sisters-in-law, he always smiles. He either praises this one for being virtuous or praises that one for being beautiful. He is so good at flattering people. That aunt and sister-in-law, when they meet Zhou Brother, how joyful it is to shout "Master, Master".
It seems that Brother Zhou also praised himself, right? It seems that I have been praised. When I was recovering from my injuries, I kept saying that I was beautiful! But then, why didn’t you praise me anymore? It seems that the later he gets, the more polite Brother Zhou becomes. No matter what he does for him, he always says "Thank you, thank you." Why is it that when others help him, he doesn't thank him so much? Why does it seem that the later we get, the further away we seem to be? Was he angry with me because I stole his meal that time?
But I do it for his own good. If I eat cold food, I will get a stomachache if I eat too much. Brother Zhou knows so much, he must know it!
If he knew I was doing it for his own good, I would be afraid that he would get sick. Then why is it that every time whether you cook or heat a meal for him, he is always so polite and doesn't say much except thank you? He always talks in front of others. Does Brother Zhou hate me?
But why? Because I can't read? But none of the sisters in the village can read, and everyone in the village is illiterate? Moreover, I can still learn. He gave lessons to Brother Hui and the others, and I recognized many words. I also learned everything that Brother Hui learned. I just didn’t write it for him. I even know how to add and subtract what he said. My mother also praised me for being smart and said that if I go to school, I will also be a female scholar!
But why does Brother Zhou always talk and laugh when he sees others, but why is he so angry when he sees me? At first, I was called Sister Ronger, but later on I was called Miss Zhou? Besides me, who would often help him cook and wash clothes? My mother laughed at me and said that I care about you more than I care about my father. Miss Zhou? How unpleasant it sounds, only outsiders call it that!
Could it be that the aunt of that family arranged the matchmaking and Brother Zhou is getting engaged? You want to get engaged, so you want to avoid suspicion with me?
Heartless Brother Zhou, I helped you cook and serve your first meal after you woke up.
