"I've lost so much weight."
It was around three or four o'clock in the afternoon. After Zhu Pingan returned to the yard, his mother, Mrs. Chen, checked Zhu Pingan several times and came to the conclusion that she was heartbroken.
"I think Erxiao is getting fat." Zhu's father said while holding his luggage and looking at Chen's distressed red eyes.
Father Zhu’s original intention was to comfort Mrs. Chen, not to feel bad, but he didn’t expect that it had the opposite effect. This sentence annoyed Mr. Chen, and Mrs. Chen glared at Father Zhu, “It’s not the flesh that fell off your body, of course you don’t feel bad! "
Father Zhu...
"Mom, I didn't suffer at all outside." Zhu Pingan comforted Mrs. Chen. After seeing the fungus and other game meats drying in the yard, he couldn't help but change the subject with a naive smile, "It's better, mom, these are all Leave it to me to dry."
"You are the only one with sharp eyes." Mrs. Chen smiled brightly.
Almost as soon as everything was settled, the eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan came back with a big piece of meat and a look of constipation on his face.
"Why did you buy so much meat? You can't keep it today." Mrs. Chen couldn't help but scolded when she saw the boss taking such a large piece of meat.
"Mom, it's not me who wants to buy so much. It's Uncle Zhao who insists on giving so much without taking the money. What did he say about the scholar? Well, that's Brother She. The first piece of meat he ate when he came back was from his family. It was him. What an honor. I gave him money, but he chased me for half the village and stuffed it into my waist." The eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan looked helpless.
"How can you give it to someone for free? Go and give it to someone else." After Zhu's father heard about it, he took the meat and took a handful of money from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhu Pingchuan's hand, asking him to Go give people money again.
"It's true that Zhao Laosan is talking about my son like a bully." Mother Chen scolded her, but her face was filled with inexplicable pride.
The eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan went out and came back after a while, carrying two large bones and a waist tied with a straw rope.
"I spent a lot of effort to leave the money there, but Uncle Zhao insisted on giving these two big bones and kidneys to Brother She to replenish his body. He wouldn't charge me if I didn't accept them, so I had no choice but to bring them." Zhu Pingchuan shook the bones and kidneys in his hands. The expression on his face was full of helplessness.
"Forget it." Father Zhu rubbed his hands.
"The big bones are good for making soup." Mrs. Chen took the big bones and kidneys from Zhu Pingchuan and went into the kitchen.
Not long after her mother, Mrs. Chen, entered the kitchen, she came out with a knife and went straight to the chicken coop.
Then I heard the old hen clucking.
Zhu Ping'an saw the old hen with yellow flowers on a black background in his mother's hand. I couldn't help but be startled. When I came back last time, my mother even said that this old hen laid one more egg a day than the neighbor's old hen. Why did she want to kill it and eat it now?
"Mother, mother, don't kill the chicken. Doesn't this chicken lay a lot of eggs?" Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but run over to stop his mother Chen. Eggs are quite precious at home, although the conditions are much better now.
Moreover, her mother, Mrs. Chen, had a special affection for the group of hens she fed. She took care of the big ones carefully and fed them with care, including grass seeds, wild vegetables, chaff and vegetable leaves. Not only eat well. The treatment is not bad either. Before winter comes, mother Chen always asks Father Zhu to tidy up the chicken coop. I still remember that when I was killing chickens during the Chinese New Year, my mother, Mrs. Chen, was always very entangled every time. She always gathered a group of hens and chose from them. She was reluctant to part with this one and she was reluctant to part with that one. Finally, she had to make a decision, so she made a cruel decision. Select an old chicken whose egg production rate has declined.
so. At this moment, Zhu Ping'an was surprised to see his mother, Mrs. Chen, picking out the old hen that was the best at laying eggs, and couldn't help but speak out to dissuade him.
"Old hens that lay more eggs need to make up for it. There are still a lot of egg-laying chickens at home. Zhu Shouyi. Come here." Mother Chen lifted her former egg-laying general into her hand and made two gestures with the knife. She felt that she couldn't remove it, so she Call Father Zhu over.
"Little chicken, don't be weird, you are a dish in the world. Go early this year. Come early next year."
Father Zhu didn't try to persuade him, so he came over and took the old hen and the knife, rubbed the blade twice on the stone beside the well, then recited the chicken-killing curse passed down by the elders twice, and then stabbed him down with a clean stroke.
Mother Chen hid in the kitchen while Father Zhu was sharpening the knife. She didn’t come out until Father Zhu had cleaned the old hen. She happily picked out some dried mushrooms, mountain mushrooms and other things, and returned with the cleaned old hen. The soup was stewed in the kitchen.
This also corresponds to the saying of a gentleman who is far away from the chef.
The dinner was extremely sumptuous and the portion was very large. After Chen finished it, under Zhu's father's expectant eyes, he reluctantly asked Zhu Pingan to take a large bowl of chicken and a large piece of cooked meat from the pot. , sent to the old house.
Zhu Pingan walked to the old house holding a big bowl and smelling the aroma.
I saw smoke rising from the kitchen and twilight shining on the earth.
At this time, the villagers were probably preparing dinner, and wisps of smoke drifted behind the houses like rising clouds. Fireworks are passed down from thousands of houses, and the smoke spreads freely, which is the most harmonious picture of life in Xiahe Village.
"Auntie, my mother is stewing chicken at home. Let's go eat some meat at home."
On the way to his old house, he ran into Aunt Zhao, a neighbor who was always close to his mother, Chen. Zhu Pingan took the initiative to say hello.
Aunt Zhao saw Zhu Pingan from afar, but Zhu Pingan had been away for more than half a year, and the young boy grew up very quickly. Aunt Zhao looked a bit like the second child of the Chen family who was admitted as a scholar, but she was not sure and was getting ready. When they got closer, they recognized each other. Unexpectedly, Zhu Pingan had already taken the initiative to say hello from a distance.
This made Aunt Zhao very happy. Not everyone could be invited home by a scholar to say hello and eat meat. Aunt Zhao felt light and airy all over.
"Master Xiao Zhu is back." Aunt Zhao smiled happily.
Master Xiao Zhu?
When Zhu Ping'an heard this title, he almost fell over.
"Mom, don't be like this. I can afford it. If you keep doing this, it will ruin my life. Just call me Xiaozhi as usual." Zhu Pingan said with a bitter smile.
"How come? Last time everyone in the county called you Mr. Zhu." Aunt Zhao shook her head.
"That's them. Madam, you have watched me grow up since I was a child, so just call me Xiao Zhi." Zhu Pingan smiled brightly.
"You kid, I will call you Ping'an Lang." Aunt Zhao felt even more excited when she heard Zhu Ping'an say this, and she smiled even more happily.
"Alas." Zhu Pingan smiled naively.
"Where is Mr. Ping'an going?" Aunt Zhao asked curiously when she saw Zhu Ping'an carrying a large bowl of meat.
"Mom is stewing chicken at home and asked me to deliver it to the old house. Auntie, go home and eat meat. Mom has asked you many times." Zhu Pingan explained, and then persuaded Aunt Zhao to go home and eat meat with a naive smile.
"Ping'an Lang is filial. Everyone in your family is filial, but your grandfather is partial." Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhao felt a little sorry for Zhu Jia.
"It's all over." Zhu Pingan smiled naively, "I'll send it to you while it's hot, before it's time for dinner. Auntie must go home."
"Then send it to you quickly. Auntie won't go. Everything is done at home. Tell your mother. I will go to your mother to chat with you some other day."
Aunt Zhao declined and waved her hand to Zhu Pingan to be sent to the old house quickly. (To be continued.)
PS: Today I will focus on these two chapters. I will revise the two chapters that revealed the master in the evening. I hope you can give me more opinions.
