Six hundred and fifty-eight: If you are looking for death, don’t implicate yourself
In fact, Zhao Feng can eat anything, but thinking that Zhao Youtian and the others rarely come here, they must eat something good.
As a result, before Zhao Feng could speak, Zhao Youtian refused: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. Let's just deal with the two of them. It would be nice to save the eggs and other things for your father to maintain his health."
After saying that, I felt a little regretful that I had come too hastily. I should have brought the old hen that was left at home.
Chicken soup made by old hens is called nourishing the body.
Seeing what he said, Zhang Yu looked at Zhao Feng with some embarrassment and asked him to make up his mind.
At the same time, I secretly cursed the age of this CD. There were so many things in the secret space but I didn't dare to take them out.
Although he was cursing in his heart, Zhang Yu really didn't dare to take things out unscrupulously now.
The uncles and aunties of this era all have sharp eyes, and they may notice something is wrong if they are not careful.
Especially after seeing with his own eyes an aunt who suspected that someone was an enemy because of some trivial matter, and finally found evidence after three months of squatting, Zhang Yu felt that the power of the people should not be underestimated.
Sometimes Zhang Yu gets chills down his spine when he thinks of the cautious and foolproof actions he took when he was first reborn.
Fortunately, my sister-in-law and uncle trusted him and did not inquire into the details, and even covered up a lot for him in private.
The residents in the same hospital are all elders who have watched him grow up. They have a kind of kindness towards him. Occasionally, if they notice something is wrong, they have no idea whether to pursue it.
Coupled with the fact that Zheng Gouzi tried his best to cover him up, this kept him from falling over despite saying he had to be careful and adapt to the times, but deep down he still had some self-righteous pride.
Because of their protection, he was able to slowly learn about the lives of ordinary people in this era, so that he slowly shed the things about him that were not in line with this era and began to truly take root in this era.
Now looking back on his generosity at that time, especially the large sums of food he took out one after another, Zhang Yu feels a little frightened.
Thanks to Zheng Gouzi covering up for him and finding a plausible origin for those things, otherwise it would be hard to say what would happen to him now.
However, he learned a lesson and gained wisdom. Although he did not learn a lesson, as he gained a deeper understanding of this era, he finally began his own transformation.
Of course, this does not mean that he gradually became exactly the same as the people of this era.
How could the mark left on him by later generations for more than twenty years disappear in just a few years, and just be slowly hidden?
If he was really allowed to live the same life as ordinary people in this era, if nothing else but his stomach, which had been nurtured by the increasingly affluent conditions of later generations, would be the first to refuse.
How can a person from the future generation who can't eat meat for three days and his eyes flash with stars be able to endure eating meat twice in a year?
Of course, this is indeed an exaggeration. According to the situation of the Zhao family, they can still eat meat twice a month.
But how could this be possible for Zhang Yu?
Even though he often replenishes his meals in the secret space, he still has a craving for meat in his daily life.
And since he realized that he was not careful enough, Zhang Yu took things home less often.
Otherwise, according to his previous methods, how could there be less meat in the family now?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but sigh. In the past two years, he had been looking for almost all the reasons why he could take things home. As a result, he could hardly think of any reason to take meat out now.
Hey, when can we eat and drink openly?
Although Zhao Feng didn't understand why Zhang Yu sighed, he also saw the meaning in Zhang Yu's eyes.
He tried to say: "How about we make do with it this morning? This month's meat tickets haven't been used yet. I'll buy some meat after dinner, and I'll entertain you at noon."
"We don't need to eat meat. Your father's health is very important, so why not leave the meat to replenish his health?"
When Zhao Youtian heard that Zhao Feng was going to buy meat, he immediately refused.
Now that the world is vast, his brother has the biggest body, so all the best food and drinks should be left to his brother to replenish his body.
Zhao Feng ignored Zhao Youtian's refusal and came all the way from Baoding to see his father. How could he not make something delicious to entertain him?
If it hadn't happened, it would have been okay, but my family really wouldn't have reached that point.
After making sure, Zhao Feng didn't pay attention to Zhao Youtian's glaring look, and directly pushed him and Zhao Changshou to sit in the main room of his house.
He and Zhang Yu got busy.
Because Zhao Wenzhuo was injured during this period, the family has not made steamed buns for several days.
After thinking about it, the two finally decided to eat noodles like yesterday.
It's just that after yesterday's consumption, the noodles Zhang Yu put on the surface have been used up, and the little left is not enough to feed four people.
Looking at the few noodles, Zhang Yu and Zhao Feng looked at each other.
I really can’t fill my stomach now.
In the end, Zhao Feng remembered the dried noodles that Zhang Guifang had hidden deep in the cupboard as a treasure some time ago, and took them out to make a meal.
Zhao Youtian felt a little distressed when he saw the noodles they brought out.
Yesterday's meal was a relief for him. Although he felt a little distressed while eating, he still couldn't bear to brush off Zhang Yu's kindness.
But since we ate so well today, there’s no need for that, right?
You must know that these are all fine noodles. Wouldn't it be better to keep them for your brothers to nourish their health? What a waste if you eat them yourself!
Should he go back early? Otherwise, if he eats this way as a few children, his brothers will not be destitute.
Zhao Youtian did not hide the distress on his face. Zhang Yu and Zhao Feng were not blind, so they could naturally see it.
Thinking that he had said several times in that short period of time that he would leave it to his father (younger uncle) to take care of himself, the two of them didn't know what he was feeling distressed about.
There was silence for a while, not knowing whether to lament the deep brotherhood between the two, Zhao Youtian's love for Zhao Wenzhuo, or to feel sad. This damn disaster makes people reluctant to even speak of their faith.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhao Changshou on the side saw that his father was reluctant to eat, so he also silently put down his chopsticks.
Zhao Feng looked at this and that, then directly put the chopsticks into the hands of the two of them, and said the classic words: "Uncle, it's all wet. If you don't eat for a while, you'll be bloated. That's a real waste of food."
Woolen cloth."
After Zhao Feng finished speaking, Zhang Yu continued to comfort him: "Uncle, just keep your heart in your stomach. We will definitely let my uncle take good care of himself."
In the end, Zhao Youtian did not refuse and had two children, so he could only eat the bowl of noodles while feeling distressed.
After eating, he thought about sending some food to his brother when he went back to prevent his brother from going hungry.
After eating, Zhao Youtian firmly rejected the idea of the two leading the way and took his son to the hospital.
After Zhang Yu and Zhao Feng were the only ones left at home, Zhao Feng began to rummage through the house.
"Brother, what are you doing?" I saw Zhao Feng running around the room, constantly opening boxes and emptying cabinets. In a short time, he made a mess in the originally well-organized house.
Seeing this, Zhang Yu suddenly felt that he had a toothache. Brother, please don't hurt yourself if you want to die.
If my sister-in-law sees her nice home being turned into this, I'm afraid she might have thoughts of murder.
"I'm going to look for the meat stamps. I remember my mother said she put the meat stamps in the box." Zhao Feng said while turning over the meat stamps.
In the space of just one sentence, Zhang Guifang's folded quilt was pulled out of the box.
Seeing this, the veins on Zhang Yu's forehead couldn't help but twitch, and he couldn't help it anymore.
If he allowed his eldest brother to continue to toss like this, he had no doubt that when his sister-in-law came back, he would probably be happy with her broomstick.
In order to save his eldest brother's life, Zhang Yu hurriedly stood in front of him and shouted: "Stop!"
"What's wrong?" Zhao Feng was confused when he looked at Zhang Yu who was blocking him in front of him to prevent him from looking for meat tickets.
At this time, Zhao Feng had not noticed that there was a problem. Zhang Yu pointed weakly at the messy room and said: "What did you say is wrong? Look inside the room!"
Looking at the chaos in the room, Zhao Feng realized that something was wrong.
He looked at Zhang Yu and asked in disbelief: "Did I just do this?"
"Who else could it be besides you?" Zhang Yu snorted coldly, crossing his arms and looking at the chaos in the room.
"If my sister-in-law comes back and sees that her well-kept house is turned into this, what do you think..."
Zhang Yu didn't finish what he said next, but Zhao Feng had already thought of the terrible consequences.
With his mother's temper, if she saw a good house being turned into such a bear by herself, she would be devastated by it being eaten alive.
Thinking of this, Zhao Feng couldn't help but shudder and turned to Zhang Yu for help, hoping that he could help him find a way.
"See what use I have, why don't you clean it up quickly!" Zhang Yu glared at him angrily, and then started to clean it up.
Seeing that he was still stunned, he pushed him hard again: "What are you still doing here? You should clean up quickly. The uncle will be at the hospital soon. You said that the uncle will be with him in the hospital. Will my sister come back?
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Hearing the possibility mentioned by Zhang Yu, Zhao Feng couldn't help but lick his dry lips, and couldn't help but swallow. His guilty conscience was visible to the naked eye: "No...it can't be!"
Although he said this, Zhao Feng knew clearly in his heart that this was really a possibility.
With my mother's temperament, she would not lose her etiquette even if my uncle came all the way.
It is already a necessary process to cook some delicious dishes yourself and entertain them.
In other words, there is more than 80% chance that my mother will come back soon.
Thinking of this, the need for help in Zhao Feng's eyes became even greater: "Xiaoyu, my brother's life is in your hands, you must save him!"
Hearing that he still had thoughts to say this at this time, Zhang Yu couldn't help but glared at him and pointed at the quilt he was folding: "Aren't I saving your dog's life right now? What are you still doing in a daze? Let's do it together quickly.
!
I can’t finish it all by myself.”
"Okay, okay, I'll join you right away!" After being glared at by Zhang Yubai, Zhao Feng finally recovered a little and began to put things away in a hurry.
There's nothing he can do about it, it's not that he's afraid of his mother, or that his mother has a bad temper.
In fact, her mother usually has a good temper, but there is one thing she can't stand.
That is, no matter who it is, even if the King of Heaven comes, he cannot mess up her room.
Zhao Feng had seen it more than once when he was a child. His father was punished by his mother for picking beans because he messed up the room.
You must know that it is a whole pot of beans mixed together. There are three kinds of beans in it: red beans, mung beans and soybeans!
He still remembered that every time his father finished picking, the children would have a good time for several days.
The soy milk, red bean porridge, and mung bean sprouts made from those beans can be eaten for many days.
That's still my father. It would be even worse for their children.
Because of this, for these children, the room where their mother sleeps has almost become a taboo.
Even during the Chinese New Year, I would be careful not to mess up anything, and after the New Year, I would quietly restore everything to its original position.
Thinking of this, Zhao Feng couldn't help but slap his forehead hard.
He is confused!
How could he forget it?
Zhao Feng almost regretted it while packing his things.
It's just that to a certain extent, he is truly worthy of a man of this era, and his housework is nothing short of mediocre.
Even Zhang Yu, as a man, could hardly stand it sometimes.
It would be better not to pack it up. He would have to re-open the things he packed up and then pack them up again.
According to his method of doing it, not to mention that he won't be able to finish it before his sister-in-law comes back. Even if his sister-in-law is discharged from the hospital, he may not be able to finish it.
Finally, Zhang Yu, who couldn't bear it anymore, kicked Zhao Feng out and started working alone.
Zhao Feng, who felt guilty, silently found the clothes the two of them had changed out of in the past two days while Zhang Yu was cleaning up the house, and ran to the yard to wash them.
Zhang Yu, who was cleaning up the house, finally felt less angry when he saw Zhao Feng washing clothes in the yard.
He still trusts Zhao Feng when it comes to washing clothes.
After all, my uncle and sister-in-law both have jobs, so they don't have much time to chase after a few children and wash their clothes.
So these children have been learning to wash their own clothes since they were young. Of course, this refers specifically to other people besides the original owner. After all, the original owner was not in good health at the time. Even if he had to wash clothes, my sister-in-law would have to worry about what would happen if he splashed water on her.
I'm sick due to cold.
As for whether the children's laundry is dry, whether they are confused, and whether they can wear it when going out, my sister-in-law and uncle are quite open-minded about this.
After all, they wash the clothes themselves, so if they don't feel embarrassed, they can fool around with it.
At first, they were only asked to wash light clothes, but as the boys got older and stronger, one day my sister-in-law suddenly discovered that her son could wash some areas that she couldn't scrub off.
This discovery added their own sheets to the list of things that several people needed to wash.
Of course, it’s not that no one made irresponsible remarks in front of my sister-in-law and uncle, saying that washing clothes is a woman’s job and men shouldn’t do it.
But after being sprayed back by the father and son, no one dared to speak in front of my sister-in-law anymore.
And with them as leaders, there were suddenly many men in the courtyard who did their own laundry. I have to say that my sister-in-law's move indirectly promoted equality between men and women.
