Dad, Did You Study Today?

Zhou Qing turned around and saw Cheng Wu coming in, and said with a smile: "What's the matter so late?"

Chengwu usually comes to see her.

Cheng Wu held a dozen skewers of roasted house sparrows in his hand, and scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment, "Well, my family roasted the house sparrows at night, and I'll bring the rest for you."

Embarrassed to look at Zhou Qing, Cheng Wu looked at Zhou Ping, "Pingzi, here."

Zhou Ping, who had already been fed roast chicken and meat skewers, now had a round belly and didn't want to move at all. "Brother Cheng Wu, give it to my sister, I won't eat it."

Cheng Wu looked at Zhou Ping with wide eyes and disbelief.

In the past, seeing meat was more intimate than seeing one's own mother. Why don't you want to eat it today?

Seeing that Zhou Ping really didn't move, Cheng Wu looked at Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing hurriedly took the roasted house bird and smelled it, "It smells so good."

Shen Li turned to look at Zhou Qing.

Cheng Wu glared at Shen Li and said to Zhou Qing, "Are you going to the city tomorrow? I'll pick you up."

"No, my third uncle and I will go to sell calligraphy tomorrow. I'll tell you when we get to town."

Cheng Wu wanted to ask if he could go to the little businessman who sells calligraphy, but he was embarrassed to say it. He stood for a while and held back a sentence, "Can I help you cut the paper?"

Shen Li immediately said: "I've already written six hundred Dafeng sheets, six hundred Zhongfeng sheets, and a thousand Xiaofeng sheets. My wrist hurts a little. I'll take a rest first."

After writing the word in his hand, Shen Li glanced at Cheng Wu, put down the pen, sat down and rubbed his wrist, with an expression on his face: It hurts so much, it hurts me to death.

"There are already so many, so I won't write anymore. This is enough."

Zhou Qing only focused on cutting paper without counting. After hearing Shen Li's words, she couldn't help but sigh, Shen Li was much faster than her father.

A top student is a top student.

Cheng Wu glared at Shen Li, always feeling that the little boss did this on purpose.

It’s really not a thing!

But Zhou Qing said he didn't want to write anymore, so what could he say?

With a silly laugh, Cheng Wu scratched the back of his head again, "Um, Sister Qing, I'll go back first."

Zhou Qing sent Cheng Wu off with a smile, "It's dark, please go slower on the road."

The two of them walked towards the entrance of the courtyard. Cheng Wu looked back and saw the little boss looking towards them. He looked at the little boss without looking away.

Clenching his fists, Chengwu said to Zhou Qing, "Sister Qing, why is this little boss always at your house?"

Zhou Qing smiled and said: "He is my father's apprentice. He is alone in our village and has no one to take care of him. He just came over for dinner."

Cheng Wu gritted his teeth and said, "I think he just has bad intentions. Sister Qing, you'd better be careful."

"Okay, I know what's going on."

"Sister Qing, after I've been busy for a while, I'll go sell calligraphy with you."

Zhou Qing didn't think much about it and just thought it was Cheng Wu who also wanted to find a living. "It will be after the Mid-Autumn Festival when your family is busy. Who will buy Fengzi at that time? I will call you when we sell Spring Festival couplets before the year."

"Okay, Sister Qing, I'm leaving." After receiving Zhou Qing's words, Cheng Wu felt much more comfortable.

After seeing Cheng Wu off and waiting for Zhou Qing to return, Shen Li was writing again.

"It wasn't that my wrist hurt just now, why did I write again?" Zhou Qing said to Shen Li.

"I have to finish writing these cut outs."

"No, just write tomorrow. Don't be exhausted. It's already late."

Shen Li lowered his head to write and did not answer the call.

Zhou Qing put the roasted sparrow on the big plate where the meat skewers had just been placed, and Zhou Yao and Zhou Yao tied the written words into a roll and put them in a bamboo basket.

Zhou Huailin moved all the bamboo baskets to the third room.

Zhao packed up her needlework and took Zhou Ping to boil water to wash up.

Everyone was busy with their own business. When Zhou Qing was the only one standing in front of them, Shen Li suddenly said, "Do you like roasted sparrows?"

Zhou Qing

ah?

Shen Li took the pen, turned to look at Zhou Qing, and pointed at the skewers Zhou Qing put on the big plate.

Zhou Qing followed his gaze and turned his head to look at it, "You said roasted house sparrows. Cheng Wu specially sent it. If I don't accept it, how uncomfortable it will be for him."

Shen Li said: "Do you like roasted pheasant meat or roasted house finches?"

"Of course it's roast chicken." Zhou Qing blurted out without even thinking.

If there are chickens to eat, who will eat the chicken meat?

Shen Li was now satisfied. He glanced at the roasted house bird with a smile in his eyes, "I didn't eat enough at night."

"Then why don't you try this?"

Shen Li put down his pen and took a bunch, smelled the smell and took a bite, with a look of disgust on his face, "It's not as delicious as the ones I baked."

Zhou Qing

After Shen Li finished eating the roasted chicken, Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao also packed up their things. Zhou Qing sent Shen Li off and entered the second room.

"How much have you written?" Zhou Qing sat on the edge of the kang and asked Zhou Huaishan, who was still writing.

After playing in the mud for a day and crying for a long time, Zhou Huaishan was so tired that he almost fell apart. In addition, he had roasted chicken and roasted pork belly just now, and it was so hot outside that he couldn't think of writing.

Facing Zhou Qing's gaze, Zhou Huaishan shrank back subconsciously and said in an extremely loud voice: "Daughter, I'm really not feeling well today. I seem to have a heat stroke and I've been feeling dizzy."

When Zhou Huaishan was chattering, Zhou Qing pulled the paper he was copying on.

For an hour and a half, three hours, he wrote a page.

Zhou Qing suddenly felt angry.

"Why don't you get a heat stroke when you play in the mud? Why don't you get a heat stroke when you eat chicken and meat? If you are asked to write, you will get a heat stroke?"

Zhou Huaishan wrinkled his features and looked at Zhou Qing, "Daughter, lower your voice, my character will collapse if people hear me."

Zhou Qing slapped the table angrily.

"You are afraid that your character will be ruined, but you are studying instead! Let me ask you one question, are you farming or studying?"

Zhou Huaishan looked embarrassed, "Is there no other choice? I'm really not good at studying."

Zhou Qing just wanted to slap him to death with a brick.

"Who said just now that reading makes you happy? Who said you should study hard and strive to become stronger! I don't care if you are that kind of material or not. From tomorrow on, you will give me a headache and Shen Li will help you with your homework. If you dare to mess around and not cooperate."

Before Zhou Qing could finish speaking, Zhou Huaishan looked at her with wide eyes and surprise.

"Daughter, what are you talking about? Shen Li is tutoring me?"

Zhou Qing hummed.

"He is my apprentice!"

"I passed the provincial examination!"

Zhou Huaishan.

He kept his eyes open and fell straight back.

Passed the provincial examination?

Why did that little bastard come to be his teacher after he passed the provincial examination!

Is there something wrong with your brain?

Are you full after eating?

Furious, Zhou Huaishan slapped the kang and sat up again, "Daughter, let me tell you, there is definitely something wrong with that boy. I don't think I should accept him as my disciple. I will tell him tomorrow that the apprenticeship ceremony will be returned." Give it to him and tell him to get lost."

Zhou Qing looked at Zhou Huaishan coldly.

Zhou Huaishan pretended to be an experienced person, "Daughter, think about it, he is a small boss in the county, and he is also a top student who passed the provincial examination. He came to the village to worship me as his teacher after being well fed! Must have bad intentions.”

Zhou Qinghehe.

"What did you say back then?"

Zhou Huaishan slapped his forehead, "I was blind back then!"

I want to see that he is a top student, can I keep him? !

Zhou Qing

"It's okay if you cancel his apprenticeship ceremony tomorrow. Just in time, I asked him to be your tutor and let him be your master!"

Zhou Huaishan.