The Zhu family members all had their own thoughts, but Tang Shijin's sister and brother were eating with their mouths full of oil.
Tang Shijin bought two roast chickens from the county town, and then used the noodles distributed in the morning to spread out a few three-way pancakes. The two sides were slightly browned, cut the middle, tore the chicken into strips and put them in. Take a bite.
This is called crispy on the outside and tender on the inside!
Neither of them had big appetites, and they were already full after eating just one, but it was so delicious that they cut another one into pieces and each ate half of it.
After eating and feeling exhausted, Tang Shijin remembered the book he bought and showed it to Brother Lei. Brother Lei was a little surprised: "Sister, can I still study?"
"Yes!" Seeing that this silly kid actually likes to study, Mr. Tang was very moved: "Of course he can! It must be possible!"
Brother Lei said hesitantly: "But my face is so bad that I can't take the examination as a scholar. Studying is just a waste of money."
"It's okay!" Tang Shijin took out the jar and said, "Sister, I bought you ointment. Apply it for a while and the scar will disappear..."
The little guy threw himself on her lap in surprise: "Really?"
"Of course it's true!" Tang Shijin said: "You should watch it yourself first, and when you get back, my sister will hire a husband for you..."
She encouraged him: "You see, we are just ordinary people now, and we can bully anyone. If one day, brother Lei becomes a scholar and gets the top prize, then my sister will follow her and rise to the top! No one will dare to bully me anymore.
We are here!”
The little guy nodded repeatedly: "Yeah! Brother Lei will take the first prize for my sister!"
Mrs. Tang was very cautious and felt that she was a bit dishonest. Anyway, she was most afraid of studying in her life. Going out to fight would be better than studying!
So she worked extremely diligently on the logistics, boiled water, gave the little guy a bath, then dipped her fingers in the ointment, mixed it with a little spiritual spring water, and carefully applied it on his face.
Under the oil lamp, the little guy closed his eyes obediently, and his long eyelashes were like small fans, trembling and trembling with anticipation. Tang Shijin was so cute that he kissed him on the forehead after applying it.
Brother Lei opened his eyes and whispered: "Sister."
"Um?"
But he didn't speak any more, and just lay down obediently, with his hands spread apart on both sides of his body, for fear of touching the ointment.
Tang Shijin didn't say anything more and put the jar next to his pillow: "Go to sleep, silly boy."
In the morning, Tang Shijin came together. He started the fire and cooked the bamboo shoot porridge. The remaining chicken and pancakes from yesterday were placed directly on the stove to simmer.
After the two of them finished practicing the kung fu, the bamboo shoot porridge was cooked. They served the porridge for breakfast. As they were eating, they heard someone shout: "Leave one for me..."
Tang Shijin: "...??"
She glanced up, and in less than a minute, Yan Baiwei came over. Being very familiar with the way, he opened the wood door and came in. He sat down at the table and said, "My dear neighbor, let's have breakfast."
Tang Shijin said: "Did you peek at us practicing kung fu?"
"No."
"You didn't see us eating just after I finished practicing?"
Yan Baiwei said: "I only glanced at it twice." As he said that, he saw that she didn't want to invite him to breakfast, so he stood up and went to the kitchen, filled the porridge himself, took the pancakes and stuffed the meat with him... and took a bite.
When you put it in your mouth, you can taste the sweet taste of the cake on your tongue.
But his face remained calm and he just said: "Do you still have the seasoning you made for me?"
Tang Shijin was a very good person, and he was never stingy when it came to entertaining guests, so he actually went into the kitchen and took out the jar of condiments.
There was no Lingquan water in the porridge, but only a little bit in the pancake. Seeing Yan Baiwei soaking the condiment in the pancake and eating it with gusto, Tang Shijin breathed a sigh of relief.
It proved once again that she was overthinking it, and that he simply liked that kind of condiment.
She withdrew her gaze. Yan Baiwei didn't raise his eyes, but he noticed it and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Little brat, I still want to play with you!
He took a leisurely sip of the porridge and asked her casually: "Aren't you going to make cups today?"
Tang Shijin hummed and said, "Are you short of money? I can give you some."
Tang Shijin raised his eyebrows: "Uncle Yan, aren't you used to owing people favors? So you have to pay them back quickly? Otherwise, if you really want to thank me, then help me and give your family a favor.
The springs are divided into separate streams."
Yan Baiwei was stunned for a moment: "Divide into different streams?"
"That's right," Tang Shijin said, "I'm downstream from you. How do I know if you'll spit in the spring when you soak your feet? It's not safe to use! So we might as well divide the spring in front of your house into two.
You can use one of the strands, and I’ll find someone to use bamboo to put the other strand together. There won’t even be any fallen leaves, so I can do whatever I want at home, and I can drink water if I want.”
Yan Baiwei raised his forehead: "Is this necessary?"
"Yes!" she said, "Don't you want to thank me? This is what I want."
Yan Baiwei suddenly had an idea.
So he smiled and said: "My life, I think it is quite valuable. Are you sure you would use this favor for such a small thing?"
Tang Shijin showed the style of a profiteer: "How about using half of it first?"
"No," Yan Baiwei said with a smile: "Let's put that half-life-saving grace aside for now. For such a small matter today... you can just treat me to a meal."
Tang Shijin agreed: "Okay."
So after dinner, Tang Shijin went to borrow a hoe, and the two of them went up the mountain.
The spring, right in front of Yanbaiwei's courtyard, is naturally formed and is only the size of a washbasin.
Yan Baiwei held a hoe with one hand and carefully widened the spring hole. After clearing away the weeds and gravel, the spring water came out in a skeletal shape, and the splashing water was as high as his knees.
Yan Baiwei said, "Go and pick up some stones, and I'll build them here."
Tang Shijin exclaimed, then walked around to pick stones, and walked along the river. The stones he picked were all smooth. When he came back, the spring was already bigger than the mouth of the well, and Yan Baiwei branched out into a stream.
, walked to his yard, and then carefully built the spring hole.
After the construction was completed, it suddenly looked much taller.
Then Yan Baiwei picked up an old bamboo that was slightly thicker than a bucket, cut down a few, opened it up, and put it neatly into the river. He covered the extra space with stones and soil and solidified it, with a curved line in the middle.
All the places have been straightened.
The road was actually not that long. He moved quickly and soon reached her yard. Then he widened the yard again near the fence and dug out a round water tank.
This time, he didn't need to say anything. Tang Shijin hurried to find the stones. Since it was in her own yard, she was very demanding about the stones. She walked around a lot and picked a lot of mushrooms and monkey leg vegetables.
When she came back, Yan Baiwei had already changed the channel of the river. This channel was originally diagonal in her yard, which was somewhat of an obstruction. But after the change, only a pool in the corner remained, with a width of more than a foot on both sides.
The inlet and outlet are slightly shorter and the outlet is slightly longer, which is convenient for washing feet occasionally... In short, it is very beautiful and does not take up space. You don't even need to buy a big tank.
Tang Shijin praised him happily: "Awesome! I never expected you to be so down-to-earth!"
"What?" He didn't understand: "What is grounding?"
"That's right. I feel like a person like you should have the style of 'killing a person in ten steps and leaving no trace in a thousand miles'. I never expected that you would actually wash your hands... wash your hands in the river."