The nights in summer are no better than the days. As long as it doesn't rain, the nights with the mountain breeze are much more comfortable than the days.
In the evening, after the family shared a small pot of cold noodles and ate them, there was no need to cook dinner anymore.
Although Zhang An ate most of this pot of cold skin by himself, Wang Fang knew that his son was now very strong, so he ate more and did not worry about his stomach being broken.
After eating in the evening, Zhang Jianguo and Zhang An, their father and son, moved a deck chair from home and just lay down in the yard. It was so cool and comfortable.
If such a day existed in his previous life, Zhang An would never have dared to think about it.
The father and son were discussing what to do after building the house, when Zhou Shuanglin came to the door.
"Shuanglin is here, come and sit down."
"Uncle, stop working. I'm here to call Zhang An for dinner. It's a blessing to have him today, otherwise I'd really be numb."
After Zhou Shuanglin came back from the hospital today, he went to the fields to pick up his tools.
When I was in a hurry to come back during the day, I threw all the hoes and sickles in the field and didn't have time to bring them back.
Now that Sister-in-law Zhou is bedridden, she has to leave all the work at home to him alone.
Fortunately, their two children, Zhou Song and Zhou Yanhong, are very sensible. During the day, they help the family cut pigs and vegetables, and when they come back, they also help feed some of the chickens raised at home.
I usually help with the laundry, but the coal stove at home is too high, making it difficult for them to cook.
The pig food pot at home is a big, heavy pot, so they can't help cook the pig food.
Because they couldn't lift the pot and couldn't reach the coal stove, Sister-in-law Zhou was usually afraid that they would burn themselves when they lifted the pot, so she didn't let them cook pig food.
But he is considered a very sensible child in the village.
Fortunately, it is the slack season now and there is not so much work to do.
If it is the autumn harvest time, it will be too busy for one person at home to lie down.
Even if people from the village are invited to help, someone still has to cook for them.
Zhou Shuanglin is also a man who is not very good at cooking, and his talent for cooking is not much higher than that of Zhang An's father.
As soon as Sister-in-law Zhou lay down on the bed, he was completely out of ideas.
I had no choice but to call Zhou Yang's grandma over to help cook, otherwise the family would have to wait to eat.
If he is alone, he can still cook noodles to deal with it.
But the whole family is at home, so we can't all cook noodles.
Besides, this noodle is enough to cook for one or two meals. If you cook it a few times, people will get tired of it.
Moreover, Qing Yuli wanted to cook dinner tonight and invite Zhang An over for a meal.
In the evening, after Mrs. Zhou made dinner, Zhou Shuanglin came to call Zhang An for dinner.
"Brother Shuanglin, our family has finished eating. Don't be polite. I'll go there next time."
Zhang An had just finished half a bowl of cold noodles and was sitting lazily on the chair, not wanting to move at all.
"You can go over and eat some food after you eat it. It's just a matter of eating more and eating less."
Zhou Shuanglin invited the old lady over to cook. It was only after six o'clock when dinner was ready, which was the normal time for everyone in the village to eat.
But he didn't expect that Zhang An's family would eat so early.
"Brother Shuanglin, go back and eat quickly. I just finished half a bowl of noodles. I can't eat anything now. We are all a family. Don't be so polite. I can't eat it this time. I will eat it next time.
Well."
While Zhang An was talking, he showed his belly to Zhou Shuanglin.
"I saw a noodle shop selling noodles in the county today. I bought some after not eating for a long time, and then I ate half of the bowl without paying attention. You see, I don't want to move now. When have I ever been polite to you when I came to your house for dinner?
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Zhou Shuanglin saw that Zhang An did not look polite, so he did not continue the invitation.
"Okay then, I'll let the family cook and make breakfast next time."
Then he took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhang An.
"Zhang An, please accept this money. I know that gasoline is quite expensive now, and we are not close to the county seat. We can't let you spend the gas money in vain, and you also have the money you gave me to buy food during the day."
"Brother Shuanglin, what are you doing? Why do you charge me for sending you there? It's because my family doesn't want to do this."
Seeing Zhou Shuanglin giving him money, Zhang An refused without thinking.
He didn't drive his car much. Every time he went to the county, he filled up the gas and came back. He never paid attention to how much gas he burned while driving.
"Shuanglin, don't be so pretentious. It won't burn much fuel. It's a family matter, so there's no need for this."
Nowadays, people in the village don't even ask for money when helping each other. They just treat it as a favor. If they are helping their own family members, they won't even mention it.
"Old uncle, this is not a trivial matter. Listen to me, Zhang An's car is relatively large and consumes a lot of fuel. A round trip of five to six hundred miles in this county will burn a lot of fuel. If I find this by myself,
Forget it, if everyone comes looking for me in the future, can Zhang An just say he won't help?"
Zhou Shuanglin took a few puffs of the cigarette in his mouth before continuing.
"It costs about a hundred yuan for a round trip. No matter how good my family's conditions are, I can't afford to subsidize it like this. I'm not doing this to be polite, but to help Zhang An in front of other people. Can you believe it, uncle, this amount of money is so much today?"
Whether An accepts it or not, other people will come to Zhang An to help him deliver this and that."
Hearing Zhou Shuanglin's words, Zhang An and his son became somewhat silent.
What Zhou Shuanglin said was true. Many people had actually wanted to talk to Zhang An before, but they had never been embarrassed to say so. They were all waiting for the first person to come forward.
Today Zhou Shuanglin's family spoke up, and everyone was waiting and watching. When he came back in the evening, many people asked him if he could ask Zhang An for his help in sending someone away.
People in the village only know that it is convenient for others to drive their cars, but they don't know that today's cars burn a lot of fuel.
The closer ones are fine, but the fuel costs for longer distances are a lot of money.
Especially going to the county, one way is a long uphill and downhill journey.
The round trip was hundreds of kilometers away, and Zhang An's car was so big that it had to burn a lot of oil.
This was all told to him when he was talking to the people next to him in the hospital today.
Otherwise, he wouldn't know that driving consumes so much gas.
"Uncle, Zhang An, I don't have to give you this money, but if someone comes to ask you for help, when everyone sees you confiscating the money, some people will be too shameless to give it to you. Do you keep giving money? Zhang Anren
I have good intentions, and I will help anyone who has something to do, but you can't just say that people have to give back to you for helping, which is unjustifiable, so what I give is not money, but an attitude, an attitude that everyone knows, so don't push it.
Gone."
After saying that, he put the money in Zhang An's hand and asked him to put it away quickly.
Zhang Jianguo didn't think about it just now, but now he understands after hearing what Zhou Shuanglin said.
Although everyone is from the same village, not all of them are close relatives, and not all of them know what they are.
There are also some people who often want to take advantage of others. Although there are not many such people, they are not absent.
"Keep it, your Brother Shuanglin is right."
Seeing that his father had spoken, Zhang An could only accept it.
"Then I'll accept it. This happened, eh..."
"Zhang An, don't think about it. Just by driving us there, you have already helped us a lot. Today the doctor said that if we arrive more than half an hour late, your sister-in-law's big foot may be lame. Okay.
I won’t say much more, I’m going back to eat.”
After Zhang An had eaten, he stopped being pretentious. After seeing Zhang An accept the gas money, he said goodbye.