Bang!

In the middle of the night, he was digging a grave when a weak cry suddenly appeared in the grave, which scared Zhou Qing so much that he trembled his hands and threw away the hoe, almost hitting himself in the foot.

Turning his head, I saw a young man holding his shoulders with one hand and the tombstone with the other, standing one meter away from her.

Zhou Qing...

The male lead?

This is a bit of a trick to appear.

The young man's shoulder-holding hand was bleeding from the cracks of his fingers.

Zhou Qing glanced at his bloody hands, then looked at his feet carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a shadow!!!

"That, I don't know how to do medicine."

man......

"Girl, my leg is injured and I can't get on the horse. Can you help me?"

Zhou Qing...

Your leg is injured, so what does it mean to hold the tombstone and cover your shoulders?

After frowned, Zhou Qing noticed that there was indeed a horse behind the young man, and there was also a shadow under the horse's feet.

How did they appear behind her quietly?

"I'll help you up?"

The young man nodded, "I'm lucky, the girl's kindness to save her life will never be forgotten."

"No need, just give money."

man......

Zhou Qing...

As long as I am not embarrassed, the embarrassing one is someone else.

right!

Touching his clothes and taking out a piece of silver, the man looked at Zhou Qing apologetically, "There is only so much on his body."

......

After collecting the money, Zhou Qing helped the young man get on the horse, and then picked up his hoe with a happy look on his face.

Continue to dig graves.

The original owner hid a small jar next to the grave, and there was a hanging of money that the original owner had secretly saved.

......

When Zhou Qing came home in the dark, he almost screamed out after entering the door.

The only furniture in the house is chaotic, and the beds on the kang are scattered. Zhou Huaishan is sitting on the bench and breathing heavily, covered in chicken feathers.

“What’s the situation?”

Zhou Huaishan winked at Zhou Qing and looked proud, "I didn't eat enough for dinner tonight, right? Dad is the beggar chicken for you."

Zhou Qing...

Identity adapts quickly!

"You killed the chickens in the yard?"

Zhou Huaishan snorted, "Is that rice eaten by humans? In the past, my dogs ate better than this!"

"Then tomorrow morning, my family will find that there are fewer chickens."

Zhou Huaishan whispered, "If you don't say it, I won't say it. Who knows it was ours who ate it. I won't admit it until I don't admit it."

Zhou Qing's eyes fell on the chicken feathers on Zhou Huaishan's body.

Zhou Huaishan's face suddenly collapsed and he said aggrievedly: "It's so difficult to kill a chicken, it's more difficult than climbing to the sky. Come and pick your hair for your father."

Zhou Qing...

Why does this sound so awkward?

"You have no legs?"

"It hurts a little, but it doesn't affect the chicken eating."

Zhou Qing didn't pick the hair for Zhou Huaishan, and the whole room was enough for her to clean up.

After Zhou Qing finished cleaning up the house, he had already picked up almost the chicken feathers on Zhou Huaishan's body.

Zhou Huaishan stuffed all the chicken feathers into the stove under the kang. When the small fire that had not yet been extinguished reached the chicken feathers, it suddenly became prosperous.

Zhou Qing took advantage of the flame and saw a mud egg.

"That's your beggar chicken?"

Zhou Huaishan nodded proudly, "It will be cooked and eaten later. By the way, have you found it?"

Zhou Qing took out a piece of silver and a string of copper plates, and did not mention anything else.

Seeing that the silver was only so small, Zhou Huaishan said disappointedly: "This is not enough for a bowl of abalone rice."

Zhou Qing...

He rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "This silver is used to buy you pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Zhou Huaishan widened his eyes and pointed his nose backwards.

"Brush, ink, paper and inkstone? I am a playboy. What do I want it? Why would you buy me two roast chicken!"

Zhou Qing...

"Then I'll buy you a hoe!"

Zhou Huaishan's face collapsed, "Then it's better to be a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. However, my daughter, I will tell you in advance that I really don't know how to make a fuss."

"You don't have to do something."

Before leaving, Zhou Qing asked Zhou Huaishan to write characters on the ground with a firewood stick. Although the words were not clear, Zhou Huaishan's characters were still well written.

No matter how playful he is, he is still a marquis. He must have studied when he was a child.

"When you buy the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, you can copy the books and make money."

Zhou Huaishan stared at him again, looking incredible, "Make money? My daughter, do you let me make money?"

What a big joke!

"How can you study without making money? If you don't study, your personality will collapse." Zhou Qing said angrily.

Zhou Huaishan, with a bitter face on his back, whispered in aggrievedly, "I thought you raised me."

Zhou Qing was so angry that he laughed.

"If I support you, I have to wait for me to find a way out for a living. At present, the fastest thing we make money is to copy books. You copy them first. When I make money, you won't need you."

Zhou Huaishan sighed, "Then hurry up."

Zhou Qing...

Originally, she asked Zhou Huaishan to copy books, but it was really just a means of transition. After all, copying books would not make much money.

Now it seems...

She had to ask Zhou Huaishan to copy a lot, otherwise he would not take the initiative to learn.

Zhou Huaishan always felt that Zhou Qing looked at him a little wrong, and he felt a little angry, "Daughter, you won't harm me, are you? Although we are not biological children, we are better than biological children!"

Zhou Qing grinned and said, "Where are you thinking about going? Is your beggar chicken ripe?"

Zhou Huaishan slapped his forehead, "I almost forgot."

Getting off the kang, Zhou Huaishan squatted in front of the stove and took out the mud eggs inside with tongs.

"It should be mature. My daughter, wait. Dad knocks open the mud shell, and the chicken thighs and chicken wings are all yours."

As he spoke, Zhou Huaishan raised the tongs and knocked on the mud egg.

A fire tongs fell down, and the mud egg cracked a crack.

Zhou Huaishan threw away the tongs and used his hands to break the mud shell.

Then......

Zhou Qing watched a hairless chicken struggle out of the mud shell.

Zhou Qing...

The scene was too exciting, and Zhou Qing fell to the kang with a smile, but she didn't dare to laugh loudly. She felt so sad that her stomach hurt and rolled back and forth.

"You just wrapped the mud without killing me?"
To be continued...