Zhou Qing nodded, and then said: "It's been a tiring day, and if Uncle Da Shuan doesn't go home to rest, Auntie should have some objections."
"Damn it, didn't I come here to see what you are doing? It's not just me, many people in the village are looking in your direction." As he said that, he put his arm around Zhou Qing's shoulders and motioned him to look back.
look.
Zhou Qing turned her head slightly and saw many people looking at her cautiously.
Feeling helpless, he said, "I've already told you what I did. Uncle Da Shuan just goes and tells the villagers. After all, it's just my attempt. It's hard to say whether it will succeed or not."
"I'm tired after working for so long. This farm work is really not easy." Zhou Qing complained a few words, lamenting the difficulty of farming. This was just the beginning, and she could already think of the time when she would plant wheat seeds.
How difficult it would be for her to be alone.
Only then did Zhang Dashuan remember that Zhou Qing came to Dahe Village alone to be the village chief, so naturally he could not compare with those of them who had family members to help them.
"I forgot that you live alone. I see that you are not too young and have no intention of marrying a wife."
Faced with the sudden gossip, Zhou Qing was confused for a moment. She was a girl. It was not good to marry a wife. He also thought that she had always dressed up as a man. She was now 20 years old. In ancient times, it was a bit strange to not be married yet.
Untimely.
In order to protect his vest, Zhou Qing had no choice but to say: "I originally had a childhood sweetheart fiancée in my hometown. We agreed to get married when I was admitted as a scholar. Unexpectedly, we encountered a military disaster and we lost contact.
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Afterwards, Zhou Qing did not say any more, but just lowered his head in a depressed manner.
Zhang Dashuan automatically made up the rest of the content in his mind, and looked at Zhou Qing with a bit of pity in his eyes. In troubled times, women have a harder time than men. It seems that this fiancée is probably in bad luck.
He patted Zhou Qing on the shoulder with an expression that said, "Brother, I understand."
But I still gave him a few words of advice, "Village chief, you are no longer young. Things will pass. This wife should be married, so she should be married. Listen to my uncle's advice."
Zhou Qing shook his head, "I made a vow before that I would not marry anyone except her in this life. Uncle Da Shuan, you don't have to persuade me."
After saying that, he spoke directly to Zhang Dashuan and returned home.
Zhang Dashuan looked at Zhou Qingyuan's leaving figure, thought for a moment, and told the villagers everything he had just said except about his fiancée.
Lest they go and take a look at it out of curiosity and ruin Zhou Qing's attempt.
As for the troubled marriage, Zhang Dashuan only told Zhang Dajiang.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dajiang told Mrs. Li that she should tell the women in the village not to mention this matter in front of Zhou Qing or poke people's wounds in the future.
Zhang Dashuan was also told not to tell others about these things.
Both of them should go down.
After returning home, Zhou Qing had no idea that Zhang Dajiang was helping her keep secrets.
In fact, the reason why she said this was because she hoped that Zhang Dashuan could spread the word, so that he would be less troubled in the future. It must be said that something was wrong.
After Zhou Qing went home and had a sip of cold water, he felt a little funny thinking about the look he had put on just now.
That is to say, I watched a lot of idol dramas in my previous life, otherwise I really don’t know how to fool them.
Zhou Qing did not get back the homemade stone hoe. She found that even if she lent the tool to Qian Sanniang, her speed was still slow, and she obviously had difficulty bending down. She should have suffered from lumbar muscle strain.
question.
However, she doesn't have any medical skills, so she can't be of much help.
After working for so long, she was also hungry. There was still a lot of flour fried yesterday. She quickly made herself a bowl of flour paste, added salt and a little oil, and ate it delicious. Zhou Qing also tasted the wild vegetables yesterday.
I didn't miss it, just fried it in some oil, sprinkled it with some salt, and it was a dish.
I don’t know about others, but Zhou Qing took a sip of the batter, sandwiched two wild vegetables, and ate deliciously.
Wipe your mouth after eating, it’s another full day.
Looking at the wheat flour, Zhou Qing thought that since he had bought the grain, he would naturally return the borrowed pound of wheat flour as soon as possible.
It's not a good feeling to owe someone something.
Just do what you want, wash the used dishes and chopsticks and put them away, take out the bag containing wheat flour that Zhang Dajiang gave you before, scoop two tablespoons from the grain bag you bought and put it back, and check the weight.
, and after confirming that it was only a lot more than what he borrowed, he took the grain bag and went out with satisfaction.
When they arrived at Zhang Dajiang's house, it was obvious that they were still eating.
Zhou Qing paused for a moment before calling the door.
"Uncle Dajiang, are you at home?"
Zhang Dajiang walked out and immediately saw the familiar bag in Zhou Qing's hand.
Seeing the person, Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Uncle Dajiang, I bought a lot of grain in the county today. Thank you for lending me the grain yesterday. I will give it back to you."
He didn't forget to pass the grain bag in his hand.
Hearing this, Zhang Dajiang accepted it, knowing that what she said was true. After all, he saw it with his own eyes when buying food. He was an honest person who thought of returning the food as soon as possible.
Of course there is no reason to refuse.
"Since you bought the food yourself, I won't be too polite to you."
Zhang Dajiang is an old farmer, so he naturally knows the weight of grain. As soon as he took the grain bag from Zhou Qing, he knew it was heavier than what his family had given him before.
Knowing that Zhou Qing is a particular person, he was not polite to her.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing breathed a small sigh of relief. After all, she was the worst at being polite.
After it was done, Zhou Qing didn't stay too long, causing others to have dinner.
"Uncle, I will go back first. Come to my place tomorrow when you are free, and we will divide the vegetable seeds together to avoid confusion later."
Zhou Qing is a person who likes to do things with a plan. He is prepared in advance so that things will not go wrong.
Zhang Dajiang naturally would not refuse this, knowing that this meant trusting him as an old man.
He agreed.
Zhou Qin felt that he had solved another problem and was in a good mood.
Seeing that it was still early in the day, Zhou Qing remembered that the area to the east of her yard had not been cleared yet, so she decided to clear it out in one go. If possible, she wanted to plant something at home.
Regardless of whether it is a flower or a tree, Zhou Qing will still want to pursue the quality of life if conditions permit.
The premise is to survive first.
As for why she doesn’t grow vegetables at home, she is already too busy to handle the vegetable plot allocated to her now. In the future, the plot will be allocated to her. Even though she has three heads and six arms, she can’t take care of the land in the yard, so she still doesn’t want it.
It's better to cause trouble for yourself.
Planting trees and flowers is different. She doesn't need to worry too much. When they grow up, they may even be able to cultivate their sentiments.
Of course, at this stage, Zhou Qing's arrangement for this yard is that it is a place for children in the village to study and learn to read.
First of all, it is spacious enough, much more spacious than her house.