Bitter meat plan.
It's corny, but it works.
When Song Zhou woke up again, he was already on the kang at home. Judging from his mother's worried eyes and the fact that his father had no weapons in his hands, this crisis should be passed safely.
"Son, you wake up!"
Yan Huiru was so surprised that she helped Song Zhou get up from the kang.
It was getting late outside, and the moonlight shone on the earth.
"Mom, what time is it?"
Song Zhou felt a little dizzy.
"It's already half past eight." Yan Huiru said distressedly: "You kid knows how to fight. You were lucky this time so nothing happened. What if something happens next time?"
"Mom, I am a hero saving the beauty this time. If you don't believe me, ask Xiaoxue, I didn't deliberately find trouble and fight with others."
"Your boy did a good job this time. He is a descendant of our Song family."
Song Zhengjun said something with a serious expression, which was already very rare.
Hearing this, Song Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.
He and Jiang Xue had a confrontation. It was Han Xian who bullied Jiang Xue. He stepped forward after seeing that he couldn't stand it. During the fight, he hit a tree and fainted.
It seems that this reason is not bad, and it will not worry the family.
"Son, how are you feeling? Eat something." Yan Huiru looked at Song Zhou distressedly, took the bowl and planned to feed him one bite at a time, but Song Zhengjun looked at him with disgust and said, "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with him." , it’s just a bump, no need to make a fuss.”
"My son's forehead is bleeding, can't you see it?"
"What's a man afraid of if he sheds some blood? Stop coddling him and let him get up and eat on his own."
Song Zhou got up and drank his porridge little by little, when he suddenly remembered something.
"Dad, where are my mushrooms?"
"Don't worry, your Uncle Jiang has brought it to you." Song Zhengjun asked while smoking: "What are you doing picking up mushrooms? Is there really anyone buying your fried skewers?"
"Of course dad, I sold them all today. You can see the car is clean. Business is pretty good."
"How much can you earn?"
Song Zhengjun asked with a nonchalant expression.
Song Zhou jumped off the kang and rushed into the yard. He found his money bag from the corner of the tricycle, entered the house and poured the money in the bag onto the kang.
"It's not much, I only made 18 yuan, but don't worry, parents, I'll do more tomorrow and I'm sure to make more!"
Thirty-five cent banknotes and one-cent and two-cent coins were piled up in front of their eyes. The old couple were stunned for a moment, staring at the pile of money, with their mouths open enough to fit two duck eggs.
"This...is this all money? The money you earned?"
Yan Huiru came forward, took the money in her hand, looked at it carefully in front of the kerosene lamp, kept identifying it, and finally confirmed that it was all true!
Song Zhengjun suddenly stood up and took out the box from the closet. Song Zhou said helplessly, "Dad, please don't look at that box. It's impossible for me to steal the deed of our house. I earned it all."
After listening to Song Zhou's story about today's experience, Mr. and Mrs. Song Zhengjun felt incredible.
"Mom, this business can definitely make money. You can steam a pot of steamed buns for me tomorrow morning, and I can sell them and make some money."
"No problem, steaming steamed buns is my specialty."
Seeing that she could make money, Yan Huiru's enthusiasm immediately increased.
When Song Zhou woke up the next day, the kitchen was already completely white, and two drawers of hot steamed buns had been cooked, exuding a tempting aroma.
"Son, the buns you asked for are steamed. Your father and I went to the fields. Please pay attention to your safety."
"I know, mother."
He shouted through the window, and then heard the sound of the old cow pulling the cart away.
After getting dressed, Song Zhou started today's work.
Prepare the ingredients and double the quantity compared to yesterday, especially the vegetarian dishes. People still like to eat some vegetarian dishes. After being fried and then dipped in sauce, it can be regarded as eating some oil and water.
"Song Zhou, are you at home?"
While he was busy, a girl's voice as clear as an oriole came from outside the door.
"I am here."
Looking out the door, I saw Jiang Xue walking towards home with a basket in hand, with a bit of blush on her face. She was particularly happy when she saw Song Zhou busy with activities.
"Song Zhou, you didn't get beaten yesterday, did you?"
"I was a hero who saved a beautiful woman yesterday. Of course I couldn't get beaten. Besides, my dad even praised me. What about you?"
"My dad asked a lot of questions yesterday and said he wanted to trouble Han Xian, but there was no evidence, so my mom stopped him."
Jiang Xue put the basket next to her and sat on the kang, her lips murmuring but she said nothing.
The room fell into silence for a while, leaving only Song Zhou concentrating on making the sauce.
It is said that people who are immersed in doing something are handsome. Jiang Xue also felt the same at this time. The sauce that Song Zhou concentrated on preparing looked like he was developing some kind of scientific material, exuding charm.
"What? Are you fascinated by my handsomeness?"
"Tch, not really."
Jiang Xue's little thought was exposed, her face suddenly became shy, and she quickly changed the subject.
"The eggs in the basket were given to you by my mother as a token of gratitude."
"We are all a family and we are so polite."
"You... don't talk nonsense. We are a family member. If you fail to get into college, my dad will not admit it."
"Don't worry, I can definitely get into college with my intelligence. I plan to go to the teacher after I leave the stall today to ask for advice. At least give me a study task so I can't waste any more time." Song Zhou looked at Jiang Xue and joked: "Xiaoxue, I didn't expect Han Xian to still be thinking about you. You must never agree to him."
"No...no, as long as you don't go astray, I will only follow you!"
Jiang Xue blurted out, and even she felt a little unbelievable after saying it. Her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she left in a flash before Song Zhou could say anything else.
