"So, have you agreed to join Hanshan?" Zhou Shu suddenly raised his voice and overwhelmed the shouts of selling winter melons beside him.

"Shh--" Xia Yuzhou punched him and told him to whisper.

Fortunately, the morning market was already quite noisy and did not attract many people's attention. The uncle who only sold winter melons glared at them: "If you two don't buy winter melons, don't block my business."

Zhou Shu tightened the mask on his face so that others would not recognize him.

"Don't worry, no one recognizes you in the morning market," Xia Yuzhou dragged his younger brother through the crowd and handed a plastic pot to the owner of the poultry slaughter shop. "Old rule, duck blood."

The boss was a man with short legs and round belly. He didn't ask much questions, and grabbed a duck from the cage neatly, plucked his hair and cut his throat, and hung it upside down on the iron bucket.

Zhou Shu was still angry and stared at the struggled duck on the iron bucket fiercely: "Are you still thinking about him?"

The boss was putting a container under the duck's head, and a sound came from the bucket: "There is no chicken, and the chickens have to be killed before they can be killed. After killing these ducks, they will be sent to the roast duck restaurant."

Zhou Shu: "…"

Xia Yuzhou smiled with his fist on his lips: "Heaven and earth have a conscience, I really don't care about it. I can't even eat enough, so I have no intention of falling in love. I have no choice but to be under the short eaves. Besides, He Yu's family eats meat, our living habits are too different."

Speaking of eating meat, Xia Yuzhou's face suddenly changed. Nanguo's family ate meat, and yesterday He Yu gave him three bottles of blood, wouldn't it be human blood?

"Xiao Xia is here to buy duck blood again," the boss's wife came out to pour waste water and greeted Xia Yuzhou, "Your brother is greedy again?"

"What brother?" Zhou Shu turned his head, and his fierce eyes scared the boss's wife.

Xia Yuzhou quickly interrupted: "I don't have a little brother, let's go and do it."

The boss who had the ducks there walked over and came over to catch the second duck. This time he heard it clearly: "Xiao Xia has a younger brother who loves to eat duck blood tofu. He must be made from blood at home. If he doesn't give it to him, he will lie on the ground and roll on the ground without giving it to eat."

Zhou Shu slowly turned his head to look at his brother: "Lying on the ground... rolling around?"

"This is not what I said, it is what my father said. When he came to buy it, he said that his son wanted to eat it, but I can't say that I wanted to eat it." Xia Yuzhou gritted his teeth and just moved his mouth, and whispered. When the boss looked over, he seemed to be speechless, and he still smiled awkwardly without losing his brightness.

After filling a pot of duck blood, the two brothers pushed each other away from the morning market.

Xia Yuzhou stuffed the plastic pot to his younger brother, sent him a message to He Yu, asking him what blood it was.

Zhou Shu muttered: "Do you know how valuable my hand is? Do you dare to let me bring heavy things."

Xia Yuzhou raised his hand and slapped him in the back of the head: "There is also helping me carry my luggage with Si Jun's piano master."

When Zhou Shu heard this, his red hair exploded in an instant: "You said you don't think about him! You'll think of him now."

Xia Yuzhou was helpless: "It has nothing to do with him that matters. He is just an ordinary ex. We have to make an objective point of view, we can't just hold grudges but not remember them well."

"I don't think he's better," Zhou Shu spat, "I asked me to work for the king, and bah, bite him off his head."

While talking, he returned to the dental clinic. Chen Mo, a young man wearing a fat T-shirt, was holding a glass bottle with flower stickers and straws in it, talking to the owner of the coffee shop next door while drinking.

Chen Mo: "My parents are divorced, and my mother takes me."

The proprietress looked sympathetic: "Your father is so cruel. Do you want such a good son?"

Chen Mo: "According to my years of observation, my dad may have been green."

Boss lady: "..."

As he was talking, he saw Xia Yuzhou coming back, the young boy said: "Dad."

Boss lady: "!!!"

Xia Yuzhou walked over quickly, pulled down the child sitting on the low wall, turned to greet the neighbor: "The child is ignorant, hasn't he caused you trouble?"

The boss's wife patted Xia Yuzhou's shoulder sympathetically with a look of disdain and said, "Xiao Xia, remember to tell my elder sister if you have any difficulties."

"Ah?" Xia Yuzhou was not sure, so the phone rang at this time, and He Yu came back to the news.

[Senior: That's vegetarian food, eat it with confidence. The finished Pasteuris blood does not have meat. Meat dishes are usually eaten directly. If you have to process it, you must provide the raw materials yourself.]

The scene of providing the raw materials by yourself is too cruel. Xia Yuzhou is once again glad that he did not join the Nanguo family, otherwise they would definitely have psychological problems after a long time.

I called the cleaner to clean it yesterday. The clinic was much cleaner than before. The child supported the countertop of the bar, rushed up and sat down neatly, and swayed with his calves hanging down: "I haven't been so strong for a long time! Dad, I'll help you with work!"

It has been more than a month since he got sick, but it seems like a hundred years have passed. Nothing is more precious than a healthy body. If he chooses again, he will devote himself to the embrace of the God of Darkness without hesitation.

"Look at how well they are, they don't look like you. They just pick up a plastic bucket and they'll beep all the time," Xia Yuzhou kicked Zhou Shu, asked him to put the duck blood in the refrigerator, and then touched his son's head and stuffed a meat bun for him, "Eat first, eat the most."

Zhou Shu: "…"

After having a son and forgetting his brother, Zhou Shu sat down on the spot and angrily drank half a bucket of duck blood.

Xia Yuzhou was gnawing buns while looking at his mobile phone. The butler Ron sent a WeChat message asking the three of them to go to the residence for training in the evening.

"I won't go, there will be a training match tonight." Zhou Shuyi was excited, and the straw wrapped around his blood teeth took off, and shook his blood beads on his face. He rubbed the back of his hand, rubbed the bright red hands, kicked the cardboard box irritably, stood up to wash his hands.

"Okay, I'll go and listen to it, and I'll tell you back." Xia Yuzhou did not force it. It is obviously unlikely that Zhou Shu and Si Jun will get along peacefully now. He just went to eat for a month. When his son recovered from his health, they did not need Pasteurization blood, so they no longer had to meet often.

After breakfast, the family of three rolled up their sleeves and started cleaning up the clinic.

The consumables I ordered before have arrived and need to be placed in categories. They include many knives and grinding wheels, which are also physical work.

Xia Yuzhou grabbed his younger brother who was about to take action: "You go and organize customer information, I'll do it."

No matter how bad it is, the hands worth a thousand gold must be cherished. In the past, the art troupe leader saw Si Jun carry his luggage for him, jumped and scolded him for half an hour, "This is God's hand, for playing the piano, how can you do such a dangerous thing! If you hurt your tendons, it will be a loss to the world. The precious hands must be kept away from heavy objects and away from all sharp objects."

The same is true for Tree's hand. Xia Yuzhou could not really let him touch the knife.

He carried a box of goods and walked into the house. Seeing the red hairs that Zhou Shu had exploded slowly softened, Xia Yuzhou raised his hand and rubbed his head, asking him not to be too moved. Otherwise, if his brother was excited, he would be very embarrassed to help him get heavy objects.

After putting out a box of goods, my younger brother, who was moved by his brother's feelings, was already asleep on the cardboard box.

Xia Yuzhou: “…”

Sure enough, my younger brother couldn't spoil him. He turned around and went out, borrowed two young men from the next door to do heavy work, and turned back to wait for Zhou Shu to wake him up and let him pay. Then, he turned on the old computer and asked his son to organize customer information. He lay on the cardboard box next to his younger brother and started playing with his mobile phone.

Reopen the "Yuemeng Online Business Hall" and enter the new account that Si Jun changed to him yesterday to log in.

The crescent moon rises from the low end of the screen, and the moon slithers through the silver zither, accompanied by the ancient string sound. The boot screen is completely different from the previous one. Xia Yuzhou speculates that this should be related to the clan emblem of each clan.

The zither that can be seen everywhere in the house should be the symbol of Hanshan. Yesterday, using He Yu's recommendation number, the red rose with thorns displayed was probably the totem of the Nanguo family.

I clicked on the new generation group again, and his name prefix turned into Hanshan. This time, Xia Yuzhou remembered to give himself a net name and chatted happily with the children.

[Hanshan Yaya: Hello everyone! I am new here. How do I exchange pasteurized blood?]

[Hanshan Family==:Who are you? Why don’t I know you?]

【Nanguo Family: Huh?】

[Sixteenth Family SSR: Haha, Hanshan Family also has an illegitimate son. Isn’t it the oldest and noble clan? It’s so unpretentious.]

[Hanshan Family==: Who doesn’t care about it? Fifteenth Family!]

[Qingyang Family Wangwang: Hahahahaha Fifteen Family Hahahaha…]

The children started arguing, and various dialects quickly spread the screen. The elderly Xia Yuzhou couldn't keep up with their ideas, so they could only shut up and watch. It seemed that the conflict between Hanshan and the Sixteenth family was indeed quite big, and even the children were so upset. Looking up at Chen Mo who was working diligently on the table: "Son, do you want to add this group and talk to the children."

"No," Chen Mo quickly typing on the keyboard, "Their IQ is too low."

Xia Yuzhou sat up, looked at his son's serious face, and remembered the way Si Jun worked diligently to sort out the key and difficult tables for him at that time, and he was a bit similar.

When it comes to Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Just as I thought of Si Jun, this person called.

Xia Yuzhou pressed his finger on the screen, and he rang it as soon as it sounded, and it automatically connected it.

Si Jun was quiet for a moment before speaking: "Why don't you wait for a few more times before answering?"

The strict Young Master Si always insists on ringing twice before answering the phone, saying that this is modern social etiquette. If it rings more than three times before answering, he will say sorry first.

Xia Yuzhou: "Sorry, we young citizens are not so particular."

Si Jun was silent for a moment: "I can't pick you up tonight, the great knight will come over after nightfall."

Hearing the meaning of this, Si Jun originally planned to pick him up, but Xia Yuzhou was very surprised: "Where is the lord in charge of picking up and dropping off in the induction training?"

Si Jun took a breath slowly, as if he was patient. Finally, he restrained himself and said: "Something happened, it is not safe at night. You can stay after the tour and leave after dawn."

The little snoring sound of Zhou Shu next to him stopped abruptly, he sat up and grabbed his cell phone with his hands: "What are you staying here? What do you mean by Si?"

Si Jun: "Literally, this is an order, please abide by it."

Zhou Shu's red hair exploded instantly: "Don't get some eggs and order me, who are you?"

Si Jun didn't want to argue with him, so he hung up the phone after saying a concluding remark.

Zhou Shu jumped off the cardboard box and furiously said: "I knew! This kid was not kind! He asked you to join Hanshan for this!"

"For what?" Chen Mo poked his head out from behind the high platform.

Zhou Shu: "Your dad is unspoken!"

Chen Mo: "It makes sense."

Xia Yuzhou: "...he probably doesn't mean that."

Zhou Shu didn't listen and walked around like a flame-breathing dragon: "I'll go too if I'm pushing the practice competition! If you have the ability, let him sleep with me, and you can't beat him to death!"

Chen Mo: "I think it's OK."

Xia Yuzhou: "...he probably doesn't mean that either."
Chapter completed!