Chapter 122: Forced wife

A large plate of braised sautéed mud, and this large plate of pakchoi, with a pot of corn steamed buns is enough.
Father Zhou and Mother Zhou both had the same meaning, and they both thought so, so they laid off with Zhou Qingbai and returned with the three elder brothers.
Sanwa had been out in the wild for a day and was tired. He lay back on his father's back.
Every time I return, I wash my hands and face in preparation for dinner.
Lin Qinghe noticed that Zhou Qingbai's eyes were particularly gentle.
Lin Qinghe: "..." Come on, this is also a misunderstanding.
She didn't ask, but probably guessed that Zhou Qingbai must have heard his father say it on the way back.
I thought she was going to be a good wife, good mother and filial son-in-law.
What else would she say?
Eating corn buns, accompanied by braised simmered mashed rice and cabbage, everyone was satisfied.
After dinner, Zhou's father and mother also went back.
Lin Qinghe burned a little hot water to bathe Sanwa. This little guy was really tired and was dozing off while eating.
First bathed Sanwa, then hugged him and let him sleep first.
When the little guy was in the bath, he could still giggled with her, and when he put it on the cymbal, he almost fell asleep.
"You two are also washing and preparing to sleep." Lin Qinghe said.
Both of them finished their housework, but didn't want to sleep.
"I want to drink mung bean soup," said Dawa.
"I want it too," Erwa said.
Lin Qinghe ignored them, but let them take a shower first.
After Zhou Qingbai ate, he went to "move" loach. He didn't actually eat loach at first, because he didn't like the smell of loach.
But Lin Qinghe's braised boiled dumplings he really likes to eat, and this is also considered to be a meat dish.
It was going to be dark, so he came back with a few loach. Even if there were only a few, they could be raised first.
"Go to the bath and drink mung bean soup, and then go to bed." Lin Qinghe said.
Zhou Qingbai went to take a bath, and also washed the children's clothes.
Lin Qinghe mung bean soup has been simmered for the second oldest, and the rest of these are eaten at home. After eating, everyone will rinse their mouths and prepare to sleep.
"Dad is very happy to eat with our family." Zhou Qingbai said to her when she went to bed at night.
Lin Qinghe was not very happy, but he all spoke up. Lin Qinghe said, "It's nothing to eat two more people. Come and eat if you like."
"Thank you," Zhou Qingbai said.
Lin Qinghe immediately said, "If I miss something, would you forgive me?"
"What did you do wrong?" Zhou Qingbai asked.
Lin Qinghe began to pretend: "What do you say, what can I do wrong, you just say you don't promise me."
"Promise." Zhou Qingbai reached out and held his wife "woman" in his arms.
How could he have done something wrong with his wife, and he would never do anything wrong in his whole life. Even if he did something wrong, he would not take it seriously.
Lin Qinghe was satisfied: "Then you must remember your words today."
Zhou Qingbai said, for him, as long as she is willing to stay and live with him, everything else is nothing.
Lin Qinghe got up at 4:30 the next day.
Steamed a pot of steamed buns. The rest of last night was placed in an iron pan with water. It won't break overnight. I cooked millet porridge, cut two salted eggs, and fry a large plate of cucumber eggs.
auzw.com Then Zhou Qingbai finished eating, and then went out with Zhou's father and other brothers of the Zhou family.
The autumn harvest must start early.
"Old fourth, what do you eat in the morning?" Brother asked on Tuesday.
"Hoe, cucumber." Zhou Qingbai said.
But there is also millet porridge, salted eggs are eaten, cucumber eggs are still fried with lard, it is very fragrant, he said "wife" that plate is prepared for him, she will give the children another Fried, so that plate of cucumber scrambled eggs went into his stomach.
Zhou Qingbai was very full for breakfast.
But full again, hurrying from morning to lunch.
"It's not as good as the third one," Brother said on Tuesday.
On Wednesday, my brother gave him a white look: "Those were eaten by my wife. I didn't eat her."
Su Dalin brought a lot of things over, but he hasn't finished it yet.
But on Wednesday, Brother said that it was impossible to eat without eating, and that it was also eaten to some extent.
Last Tuesday, Brother quarreled with Tuesday Ning because of this, but because it was the autumn harvest, he went out on Tuesday morning and returned home at noon.
In such a busy time, who has the time to take care of her shit.
Besides, that was decided by the uncle of the old Zhou family. Whoever he likes to help the "milk" child, who can tell?
And I ’m called Wednesday. "Milk" doesn't call you "Milk", this is not your own reason!
So on the last Tuesday, I came back dimly, but I didn't give up. I didn't show the good looks on Wednesday, but I didn't take it seriously on Wednesday.
Everyone is separated, and everyone has their own way to go.
"Daddy did not come here to eat in the morning." Zhou Qingbai ignored those and asked his father.
"It's okay in the morning," Zhou said.
"I told Qinghe today, Dad, come here to eat tomorrow morning." Zhou Qingbai said.
He is still clear about his mother, and his craftsmanship is so average, his father must have nothing to eat in the morning.
Besides, his mother is now tired to help with her children, so she got up to cook specially.
"That's OK." Father Zhou answered.
If he can come and eat at his old son's house, he must be happy.
Brother Zhou did not say anything about it on Tuesday and Wednesday, but they didn't dare to open the mouth and never asked their wife at home.
It seems that the fourth child is still very strong at home.
Lin Qinghe did not go to sleep again, because he had to cook pig food and feed the pigs.
Zhou Qingbai was supposed to get up in the middle of the night to do it, but she was scolded, let him sleep well and she would come in the morning.
I've been busy during the day, and I have to get up to cook pig food in the middle of the night, Lin Qinghe can't help but tell him to do it.
Then she boiled the pig food herself and sighed.
Sure enough, the hard-working women are tired and old. She has been working hard for a long time, and she is anxious to pass the autumn harvest.
The autumn harvest has passed, and she can throw all these jobs to Zhou Qingbai without hesitation.
After cooking the pig food and letting it cool for the pigs, I started preparing breakfast for a few brothers. After finishing all this work, it was only six o'clock.
Lin Qinghe shouted the big baby two baby three baby.
Because Zhou Dazheng is about to set off, they will follow Zhou Dazheng in the past.
After the three big brothers finished eating and brought a few tomatoes to participate in the glorious autumn harvest, Lin Qinghe locked the door and took the bike to come to Mei Mei.
Sister Mei did not disappoint her. As usual, there should be a scrap of pork, a piece of pork belly, almost two pounds, and a pound of lean meat.
Seeing this piece of pork belly, Lin Qinghe thought of pork belly fried pickled tail, and this lean meat, Lin Qinghe had thought of meat sauce ...