Chapter 22
Handover and Repair
Author: Flowers bloom into thousands of trees
Handover and Repair
"Chicken? What kind of chicken? I haven't bought it yet. You want to eat chicken?"
Liu Zaoer, who was not yet fully awake, said something confused.
Qin Sanlang frowned, climbed up from the bed, put on his coat, and limped open the door.
I saw a rooster eating something in the vegetable garden in their yard.
Qin Sanlang narrowed his eyes, then thought of something, and quickly walked out, holding a stick to drive away.
"roll!"
Liu Zaoer was obviously awakened by this movement, and leaned against the door in confusion, looking at the situation in the yard.
I'm still confused when I see a wild chicken.
How could there be a chicken? Seeing her little brother-in-law chasing it away, as if trying to drive it away, the drowsiness disappeared immediately.
"Ms. sir, sir, stop! This is chicken!! Meat! Don't you want to eat chicken!!"
Liu Zaoer quickly took the stick from Qin Sanlang's hand and stared at the rooster closely.
"Ms. sir, please stay away. This rooster will become our family's from now on!"
Qin Sanlang:
"This is probably someone else's lost chicken. I don't know if they will find it."
"So what, if you come to me, it's mine!!"
When Qin Sanlang saw Liu Zaoer looking like a local bully, he couldn't help but paused and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.
He shook his head and said, "Don't worry about it. Our family is so small and we can't raise those beasts."
Liu Zaoer snorted softly, "If you can't raise it, you have to raise it with me! You, a little scholar, really don't know other people's sufferings. This is a chicken. We haven't had chicken soup for a long time!"
Qin Sanlang chuckled twice, "Didn't you bring roasted chicken twice last time? It's also chicken."
Speaking of roasted chicken, Liu Zaoer's lips twitched twice, and she still thought a little, "Can roasted chicken compare with chicken soup? When I catch it, we may have chicken soup to drink tonight."
Qin Sanlang didn't want to discuss this issue anymore, "Catch him if you want. I'll get some food."
Liu Zaoer's eyes were stunned, "Go ahead, don't be tired, I will help you later."
Qin Sanlang moved his thin body towards the kitchen. After hearing Liu Zaoer's words, the corner of his mouth curled up, but a smile flashed across his face that he couldn't even notice.
Liu Zaoer stared at the rooster with burning eyes and narrowed her eyes slightly. No one moved the rooster, just to see who could lose his composure first.
After half a moment, Liu Zao'er cautiously approached the rooster. The rooster seemed to think that Liu Zao'er could not threaten it, so it did not even hide. Liu Zao'er grabbed him by the neck.
"Hahahaha, I caught you! Baby, if you are the only chicken that wants to fight with me, it seems that you can only make our chicken soup!!"
Liu Zaoer happily carried the rooster and walked to the kitchen, "Ms., tonight, let's drink chicken soup to replenish your health!"
Qin Sanlang's eyes fell on the rooster, and a cold voice sounded, "Maybe it's someone else's chicken. It's better not to touch it. We'll have to pay for it when the owner of the chicken comes to find it."
Liu Zaoer snorted coldly, not expecting that the chicken he got would fly away like this, "Whose chicken would accidentally run to our house? Our only neighbors are Aunt Zhang's family, and the other neighbors are not separated. Is it far? It’s just a pheasant!”
Seeing that Liu Zaoer was determined to kill the chicken, Qin Sanlang silently averted his eyes.
"It's up to you, you can do whatever you want, but if the owner comes to see you, you'll still have to pay what's due."
Liu Zaoer:
'What do you want to pay for? Whatever I caught myself belongs to me!'
Qin Sanlang ignored Liu Zaoer's soliloquy and had some thoughts in his heart.
Liu Zaoer: "Ms. sir, boil some more water and I will kill this chicken!"
Qin Sanlang pursed his lips and added dry ingredients to the stove.
At noon, a large basin of chicken soup was placed in the middle of the table.
Liu Zaoer quickly served a bowl of chicken soup to her thin husband.
"Eat more, you are too thin."
Qin Sanlang's eyes flashed, he hummed silently, and started eating with chopsticks.
"I won't let you eat the chicken feet. If you eat the chicken feet, the characters will not look good. My husband's characters must not be affected!"
Qin Sanlang:
"It's all lies."
Liu Zaoer: "This is not a lie, it is backed by facts! Otherwise, why would my handwriting be so ugly?"
Qin Sanlang's eyes were surprised, "Your handwriting is ugly, and it has something to do with chicken feet. If it is ugly and you practice hard, you can correct it."
Liu Zaoer choked up and immediately interrupted the other party's idea of asking her to practice calligraphy.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about anything else while we're having dinner. After dinner, we'll go give you a hand."
Qin Sanlang paused his fingers and hummed softly.
After cleaning up, Liu Zaoer and Qin Sanlang rushed to the private school and saw the master of the private school. They smiled and led the young man forward with a rich bundle of clothes.
"Master Zhang."
Master Zhang was a white-haired scholar. But as he got older, he no longer wanted to obtain fame, so he opened a private school to make a living.
Master Zhang looked at Liu Zaoer, and the gap between him and Qin Sanlang, who was thin but still very handsome even though he was thin, was really huge.
Even though he and Qin Sanlang didn't know each other, he felt a pity for him in the bottom of his heart.
Why did you marry such a woman? My whole life will be ruined.
Liu Zaoer didn't know what he was thinking. She raised her dark and round face and said with a smile, "My husband is very smart. Can I accept this student?"
Master Zhang touched his beard and said, "If you have paid enough, you will naturally accept it."
When Liu Zaoer heard this, his mind was made up, "Master Zhang, don't worry, Shu Xiu is already ready."
Master Zhang looked at it twice and nodded with satisfaction. The matter of Qin Sanlang going to private school was settled.
On the way back, Liu Zaoer was still saying, "It turns out that the rules for going to a private school are no different from those for us going to school, as long as the money is in place."
Qin Sanlang limped next to Liu Zaoer, "It's just a private school. You can get into it as long as you submit to Shu Xiu, but it's difficult to go up. It's not just about Shu Xiu."
Liu Zaoer was probably ready in her heart.
"It doesn't matter. I believe that your husband is capable of anything. As long as it concerns Shu Xiu, you don't have to worry about it at all. But you have to rely on yourself to study."
She can't help at all with this.
Qin Sanlang lowered his eyes, not knowing what his emotions were, and gave a complicated hum.
She seems to have really changed. She must be different.
From the beginning, Liu Zaoer did not hide her behavior in front of Qin Sanlang, nor was she afraid of being suspected because of her differences with the original owner.
She is not the original owner, so no matter how she imitates her, she will not resemble her.
She also doesn't want to be someone else's stand-in, that would be so tiring.
Chapter completed!