Chapter 22 Angry

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"... So half of the deer are worth a few hundred yuan at least. Why did they all come here?" Help Zhang Zhi put more than half of the deer on his shoulder on the wooden shelf. Zhen Shiniang said repeatedly, "I only need to leave one hind leg, and the rest of Brother Zhang will sell it on the market. It's just in time for the merchants to collect the mountain goods. Well, Brother Zhang can still sell it at a high price."

With that, Zhen Shiniang turned around and was about to go into the room to get a knife.

"They are all neighbors, Miss Jane, please don't be polite!" He was stopped by Zhang Zhi, "I'm not a hunter for a living. I also happened to see it when I was hunting mountain goods. My mother said that the deer's meat warms the spleen and stomach, which is the best for Miss Jane's health..." He rubbed his hands shyly, "Miss Jane just eats it. There is

Zhang Zhi is Zhen Shi Niang's neighbor. The two of them depend on each other at home. Aunt Zhang is in her forties, but because of years of asthma, she can't breathe every winter every year. She can't even cook. She looks like a 50 or 60-year-old lady.

Zhen Shinian couldn't see it, so she stir-fried the dried dragon into powder and asked her to take it with white sugar water. At first, Aunt Zhang didn't believe it. I don't know how many doctors she found and how much decoction she took, but she couldn't get rid of it. How could Zhen Shiniang'

But seeing that Zhen Shiniang was also sincere, she thought that she could not eat people left and right, so she tried to eat a few packs, but unexpectedly, she even removed the roots.

Aunt Zhang's gratitude can be imagined, and Zhen Shiniang is gentle and generous. She usually lives a simple life and never makes trouble in the neighborhood. It's not easy to see her orphans and widows, so she often asks Zhang Zhi to come over to help do some rough work and treat her as his own daughter. If there is anything good,

"... I know Brother Zhang still has it at home. I asked you to sell it on the collection, but I didn't let you take it back to eat." Zhen Shiniani smiled and said, "It's too hot to store meat. I can't eat it and I'll be ruined."

The Zhang family also lives on two acres of thin fields, and everyone lives the same hardships.

"Mother said that if you can't eat it, you can dry the meat, or hide it and save it." Zhang Zhi was honest and didn't know how to speak. Seeing that Zhen Shinang died, he blushed and stretched out his arm to prevent her from entering the room to get a knife. "My mother said that this roe deer meat is the most nourishing."

Seeing that she couldn't beat him, Zhen Shiniang sighed and thought to herself, "... Auntie is also kind. If I insist on not to let her down, that's all, it's almost winter. It's time to make up. I'll send her some more donkey-hide gelatin tomorrow." Thinking of this, he nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll take it. Brother Zhang went to the house to drink first..." After saying that, he suddenly remembered that Shen Zhongqi was still sleeping in the room, and his voice stopped abruptly.

There is a lot of trouble in front of the widow's door. It's not good for him to bump into Shen Zhongqi sleeping in her room.

What should I do?

She was in a sweat, and Zhen Shiniang forgot that she was not a widow. The one in the room was her son's well-known father. He was her real husband, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

In a dilemma, Qiu Ju came in with a large bundle of firewood.

When Zhang Zhi saw it, he picked it up with his hand and helped put it on the firewood stack at the west end of the courtyard.

"I'm exhausted!" Qiu Ju was so tired that she sweated heavily. While wiping her sleeves, she grinned at Zhang Zhi, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

I was reluctant to buy it. The firewood at home was all made by magpies and autumn chrysanthemums going up the mountain to fight. The magpies were pregnant. I was afraid that this winter was not enough to burn, so the autumn chrysanthemum approached the firewood of the two people alone. When he

Seeing that her face was covered with dust and was wiped one by one by one by the sleeves, like a flower-faced cat, Zhen Shiniang smiled and patted her sadly, "Don't carry so much in the future. You're tired... Go into the room to wash. It's time to eat for a while."

"Hey!" Qiu Ju answered briskly and raised her feet into the room.

"Don't let her carry firewood anymore. The child is exhausted." Looking at the thin and short back of the autumn chrysanthemum, Zhang Zhi was a little sad, "After harvesting the crops, I'll help you fight for a few days, which will be enough for you to burn in the winter."

Zhen Shiniang sighed, "I've been bothering Brother Zhang a lot this year." He asked again, "Brother Zhang told me when to harvest, and I'll ask Qiu Ju to help." I owe too much, but the only labor that can be lent to the family is Qiu Ju.

She and the magpie are weak and pregnant, and they can't do the work in the field.

"Just ask her to help me see the land for two days..." Zhang Zhizheng was worried that no one would take care of him. When he closed the land, he was too busy. When he heard this, he nodded and saw that it was not early. He said, "Miss Jane, go ahead. I'll go back first. My mother is still waiting for

"I baked egg fennel cakes, and Brother Zhang just brought a few pieces to my aunt to taste, so that you don't have to open fire in the morning." When it came to dinner, Zhen Shiniang remembered the pie she had just branded, and she turned around and entered the house.

Zhen Shinian is good at cooking. Being able to eat the food she cooks is like the Spring Festival. Seeing her bring out a few pies, Zhang Zhi smiled happily.

Send Zhang Zhi away. Thinking of Jian Wu Jianwen shouting and jumping happily when he saw meat to eat, Zhen Shiniang was in a particularly good mood. She hummed a little song gently. When she turned around, she was shocked and saw Shen Zhongqi standing behind her with a dark face.

How can this man walk without any sound?

Don't you know that people are scared to death?

Complaining in her heart, Zhen Shiniang did not dare to show her face. She seemed to close the door casually and slightly blessed Shen Zhongqi, "...General is up?" Never let the neighbors see a big man standing in her yard early in the morning.

Looking at the smile on her face disappearing at the sight of herself, Shen Zhongqi's face became more gloomy.

He was used to his taciturn. Seeing that he was silent, Zhen Shiniang didn't think much about it. She bypassed him and accelerated his pace and walked into the room. "... Has the general washed up? Breakfast will be ready soon." Jian Wu Jianwen was about hungry for a long time. Since Shen Zhongqi was awake, she quickly stir-fried the dishes.

After a few steps, thinking of the roe deer meat sent by Zhang Zhi, Zhen Shiniang turned back to the shelf, poked the half of the roe deer with her finger, and thought about if she wanted to add meat and vegetables in the morning.

Few people could be so indifferent under his anger. Shen Zhongqi slowly turned around and looked at her back quietly, and his eyes were slightly confused.

Every one who knows him well knows that he is angry.

Unfortunately, since she saw him, she has been looking at his frozen face. In addition, she had never wanted to get involved with him, but she didn't pay attention to his subtle change. She turned the roe deer over and thought about which piece of meat to cut, whether to braised or stir-fry

The deer meat is pure and thin, and there is no fat. It's most suitable to make pies, but it's too late for breakfast. In the afternoon, when the poisonous man left, she could make a pot of pies to relieve everyone's appetite. Just thinking, she didn't beware that a huge shadow in front of her blocked The voice was not high, but it was like the ice in the twelfth lunar month, which made Zhen Shiniang shiver.

Change your surname?

When did she change her surname?

Zhen Shiniang was a little confused. She looked at Shen Zhongqi puzzledly.

"He just called you Miss Jane!" Shen Zhongqi's voice was full of restraint and irritability.

When Zhen Shiniang heard this, she said to himself, "Oh, my God, why did he listen to it!"