In less than a stick of incense, the Sun family was looted.
Looking at the empty yard, Mr. Zhou completely collapsed and pounced on Sun Dafu, biting and beating him wildly.
"Sun Dafu, I will fight with you! I can't survive this life anyway, let's all die together!"
Zhou's strength was not as strong as Sun Dafu's, and he had a broken arm. After two beatings, Sun Dafu pushed him to the ground and beat him on the head.
The entire village echoed with Zhou's miserable screams and cries.
When the villagers heard Zhou's cries, they all shook their heads and sighed, and no one was willing to stand up and start a fight.
Someone saw that the two of them were having too much trouble and said a few words to Mrs. Zhou, but she was pointed in the nose and scolded for meddling in Mr. Zhou's business.
From then on, no one cared about his family's business.
In the evening, a villager passed by Sun's house and couldn't help but poke his head in. Sun Dafu had long since disappeared from the house, leaving only Mr. Zhou lying alone in the open space in the yard.
There was black blood all over his body.
The villagers were startled and rushed in to check her breathing. They found that she was still breathing, but there was more air coming out and less air coming in.
The man hurried to the entrance of the village to ask for a doctor, and he barely managed to save Zhou's life.
But now, for her, living seems to be more painful than death.
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When Shen Qingqing and Meng Qifeng returned to Baiwan Noodle Shop, the customers in the shop had been persuaded by Mr. He to leave, and their grandparents and grandchildren were clinging to each other and guarding the door.
Seeing two figures, one tall and one short, at the corner of the street in the distance, Meng Qixue jumped up excitedly, "Mom, I saved my eldest brother!"
He hurriedly went up to him, first looked at Meng Qifeng carefully, and then looked at Shen Qingqing again. Seeing that both of them were not injured, he finally let go of his worries, "Come in quickly and wash your face."
,ready to eat."
In order to rush on the road, Shen Qingqing didn't eat well for several days in a row. Before, she was pretending to be busy and didn't feel hungry. Now after hearing what He said,
Suddenly I was very hungry.
When she entered the store, she held up the bowl of noodles without saying a word and started chattering wildly. She finished three bowls of noodles before she even put down her chopsticks.
It feels so good to sit at home and eat.
A bowl of noodles can taste like a Man-Han Banquet.
Shen Qingqing smacked her lips with unfulfilled intentions and wanted to have another bowl, but her stomach didn't allow it, so she could only hold her stomach in her hands and sigh.
He looked at her face that had lost weight and was so distressed that he wiped away tears, "After eating, go back to the house and sleep. I have already made the bed for you. If anything happens, let's wake up and talk about it."
Shen Qingqing leaned forward and hugged Mr. He, "Auntie, I'm sorry to trouble you during this time."
"We are all a family. If there is no trouble, just go to bed."
Mr. He pushed her into the room.
Perhaps it had been too long since she had slept peacefully in bed, so as soon as it touched the pillow, she fell into a drowsy sleep.
It was already evening when I woke up again. When I opened my eyes, I saw four kids standing in a row by the bedside.
Just like the maids who wait on the queen to sleep in palace dramas.
One stood up straighter than the other, and one's eyes were wider than the other.
Shen Qingqing looked at their prepared faces and chuckled, "What are you guys doing standing here?"
Meng Qixue blinked her eyes, "Look at my mother sleeping... My mother was drooling when she was sleeping. Are you dreaming about eating big chicken drumsticks? Are big chicken drumsticks delicious?"
Drooling, drooling?
Shen Qingqing wiped the corners of her mouth subconsciously, and it was indeed wet...
Help, how lucky is she?
He doesn't drool once in eight hundred years, and once he drools, he will be watched by the brats.
Where does her majesty as a mother exist?
Shen Qingqing forcibly defended herself: "You are wrong. Mom is not drooling. She is thirsty for a long time and wants to drink water."
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Qifeng, who was closest to the table, handed over a cup filled with herbal tea, "Mom, drink tea."
Shen Qingqing glanced at him happily, the little boy was so considerate, and his hard work was not in vain.
He heard the noise in the house and came in to ask about the situation: "Did the children disturb you? If they did, I would drag them out."
Shen Qingqing shook her head, "No, I woke up on my own."
She rolled out of bed, pulled Mr. He to sit down at the table, and said warmly: "Auntie, don't you want to know about Meng Yuan's situation?"
He immediately clenched her hands nervously. In fact, she had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but when she saw Shen Qingqing coming back alone, she had a vague suspicion in her heart, so she didn't dare to ask.
Seeing her take the initiative to bring it up at this time, he followed the conversation and said: "You tell me, whether the result is good or bad, my aunt can accept it."
Shen Qingqing held her hand, with a smile on her face as bright as the afternoon sun, "Auntie, I found Meng Yuan, he is still alive!"
"Really?" He's eyes widened in surprise, "Where is he now? Can I go over and have a look?"
"Don't worry, Auntie. He is still on his way back to Stone Town and should arrive in two days. I was originally going to come back with him, but he was not in good health, so I stayed there for an extra day."
"Okay, great. I feel relieved knowing that he is fine."
With tears in his eyes, Mr. He recited "hello" many times to himself. Finally, when he thought of something, he looked up at Shen Qingqing, "What about Zhenshan? Have you ever met Zhenshan in the south?"
"Yes, he is staying with Meng Yuan now."
Hearing this, all He's troubles and worries disappeared. She wiped her tears and stood up with a smile, "I'm going to make dinner for you. Today is a good day, so I need to cook two more dishes to celebrate."
Shen Qingqing took her arm and said, "Let's do it together."
The four cubs chased him out unwilling to lag behind.
Si Bao: "Mom, let me help you choose the vegetables!"
Erbao: "Mom, let me add water for you!"
Sanbao: "Mom, I...I applaud you!"
Dabao walked into the kitchen silently and picked up the fire stick. The bright firelight illuminated the extremely bright smile on his face.
The aroma of the food wafted throughout the courtyard, making the mouths of passers-by pass by.
The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop opposite looked like he was not surprised. He moved a stool to the street and sat down. He sniffed twice and took a bite of the bun, his face full of intoxication.
A passerby tapped him on the shoulder curiously, "Boss Chen, what are you doing?"
The boss waved his hand at the passers-by in disgust, "Go on, don't delay me from enjoying my meal!"
Shen Qingqing, who was moving a stool in the front, happened to hear the conversation between the two and laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth and chatted with each other. This brother is a talent.
She carried the bench back to the backyard, told Mr. He about their conversation, and then smiled and talked about someone inviting her to open a mutton restaurant.
"You are good at your craftsmanship. If you really open a restaurant, your business will definitely be good, but you have to be busy with the noodle shop and sometimes you have to help people catch things. You are too busy, right?"
Mr. He put several chopsticks into her bowl and said, "Look at how skinny you are, you could be blown away by a gust of wind. It's better to take good care of your body first and then think about making money."
These words are in line with what the master in his previous life always said.
Shen Qingqing picked up the bowl and grilled it fiercely, "I'm eating, I'm eating. Auntie, you have to believe in my cooking skills. In less than half a month, the lost meat should be back." This chapter has been completed!