He turned to look at Melika next to him and found that she was still sleeping soundly, so he carefully got up from the bed and walked to the cloakroom outside.
It was the first time for Zhang Chi to have such a big cloakroom. He was still a little unaccustomed to it. There weren't many newly moved things, so he picked a piece of clothing and put it on.
When I came downstairs, I saw the door of the room where my uncle and aunt stayed last night was wide open.
When I walked to the door and looked inside, I found that the things on the bed were neatly folded. I knew that someone had already gotten up.
So Zhang Chi went to the door.
I didn't feel anything when I was in the house, but when I came out I found it was drizzling outside.
The rain wasn't heavy and there was no need for a poncho. Zhang Chi originally thought that his uncle and his wife were outside on the porch or on the terrace, but when he stood at the door and looked around, he didn't see the two of them.
Just when I was curious about where these two people were, I suddenly noticed that Mo Zhi was squatting outside the small fruit forest, stretching his head and looking at them.
Seeing the appearance of the ink, Zhang Chi guessed where his uncle and aunt were, so he walked towards the small fruit forest he planted casually.
When we got outside the forest, we heard the conversation between the uncle and the aunt inside.
"Don't prune that branch. How many times have I told you, don't prune the branches that bear good fruit. Don't prune. You just don't listen. The old guy is very stubborn...".
Auntie Gu Ying was lecturing her uncle.
Zhang Youliang said confidently: "What kind of good branch is this? It's completely a bad branch. I can't tell the difference between a good branch and a bad branch? Are you looking for trouble, or are you doing it to yourself?"
Then Zhang Chi heard the clicking sound of scissors.
Zhang Chi wanted to laugh when he heard this. When an old man and an old woman are together, one always complains and the other argues.
Zhang Chi heard that if this old man and old lady behaved like this every day, they would generally live longer. However, the uncle and aunt were so angry at their little quarrel that Zhang Chi felt that they would not live to be more than a hundred years old.
I feel sorry for the cooperation between the two of them.
When I walked in, I saw my uncle and aunt wearing raincoats. Zhang Chi had a lot of these raincoats. He didn’t buy them, but they were given by Brother Ma when he was buying machinery. He had all kinds of messy things there.
Yes, things like paper towels and adult diapers are all products that have been returned after orders were returned.
They were all produced by Zhengerbajing Factory, but were rejected for various reasons. In the end, they ended up in his hands for no apparent reason. He then sold most of them and gave away some that he couldn't sell.
Both raincoats were very cheap and transparent. The uncle wore a white one, and the aunt chose a pink one.
"Uncle, aunt".
Zhang Chi said hello to the two of them.
"Xiao Chi, are you awake?"
When the two saw Zhang Chi coming, they immediately said something with a smile.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer? It's still raining this early in the morning. What are you doing here to prune branches?" Zhang Chi said.
Gu Ying, the auntie, said with a smile: "We are old and can't sleep for long. Anyway, it's okay. Your uncle said that the branches were not finished cutting yesterday, so I followed him to work together."
Zhang Youliang smiled and continued busy pruning.
"This fruit tree of yours has only been planted for a year. It looks like it has been grown for two or three years. This fruit has been produced. No one would think that it was a fruit tree that was grown for two or three years... Don't tell me, you really picked up a piece of it."
On good land, whatever you sow will grow, look at this little fruit."
The uncle was very excited and praised the fruit trees with Zhang Chi while pruning the branches.
Zhang Chi said: "Uncle, aunt, stop cutting, come down and rest for a while, I will make breakfast right away."
"Let me make breakfast. I taught you your skills." Uncle Zhang Youliang immediately put away the scissors and tried to climb down from the ladder.
While climbing, he also asked: "By the way, what does Xiaomei want to eat? Let's do it according to her taste and make whatever she wants to eat."
Zhang Chi said with a smile: "She doesn't eat meat. If everyone hadn't come last night, she wouldn't have stayed around the table. She only stayed like this for about ten minutes, but she couldn't smell the meat."
"It's really different from others. It's so annoying that everyone vomits. But it's okay for her. It's not as uncomfortable as vomiting. The child in her belly is here to repay kindness, not to seek revenge." Auntie
Gu Ying smiled.
Zhang Chi followed and smiled.
"Is Xiaomei up yet? Go and ask her what she wants to eat," Zhang Youliang asked.
Zhang Chi said quickly: "No, she is still asleep. She won't open her eyes until eight-thirty or nine o'clock. Let's eat ours first."
"Let's just be casual. What do we have at home? Forget it, I'll go check out the refrigerator myself."
After saying that, Zhang Youliang climbed down from the ladder and went to see what was in his nephew's refrigerator so that he could cook.
Zhang Chi wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. His uncle and aunt treat him well and treat him like a half-son. This is what old people do. They try their best to help the younger generation. If you don't let him, he will look angry.
A portion.
So Zhang Chi picked up the ladder and prepared to go back to the house with his uncle.
Zhang Youliang saw it and said: "Put the ladder here, I will use it after dinner."
"Is it okay not to cut it today? I'll cut it myself," Zhang Chi said with a wry smile.
Zhang Youliang said: "What are you pruning? Do you know how to prun it? Don't prun it like a dog gnawing it, destroying a good fruit tree. Okay, don't be verbose."
So Zhang Chi had no choice but to lower the ladder again.
Back in the house, Zhang Youliang looked at the refrigerator, then thought for a moment and said, "How about we mix pimple soup?"
Pimple soup?
I don’t know if you have tried it before. It is actually just adding water to flour, but not too much water. Too much water will become batter. Add less water and mix the noodles into small noodle pieces. Then pour it into the pot and cook. Add
For green vegetables, some people also like to add bean sprouts and the like, salt and MSG, etc., and they can be eaten after they are cooked.
Zhang Chi used to eat it often when he was in his hometown, because the situation at home was not very good at that time, so he only used noodles to make ends meet and save money. It was a regular on the stove of almost every household in the village.
"Yeah!"
Zhang Chi actually didn't really want to eat this stuff, but when his uncle mentioned the pimple soup, his eyes lit up, which really made Zhang Chi unable to say that he didn't want to eat it.
The aunt curled her lips after hearing this: "Didn't you eat enough of this thing when your family was poor? The next noodle will be better than this thing."
"Would you like to eat?" Zhang Youliang looked at his wife, with a bit of pleading in his eyes.
Auntie Gu Ying saw it and said: "Eat it if you want. I haven't eaten for a long time. I also want to have a bowl, but don't make it too thick. Just eat it one by one. The soup should be clear. Don't worry.
It’s like a paste.”
The uncle said happily: "No problem!"
So happily, Dian Dian began to work.
Zhang Chi wants to help.
Zhang Youliang pushed his nephew away: "You go and play!"
"Okay, don't reach out. He can do this small job. How old do you think your uncle is? He is still young." Gu Ying smiled and called his nephew over.
As soon as Gu Ying sat down, the ink came over.
Gu Ying started playing with Mo Zhi. From Zhang Chi's point of view, Mo Zhi enjoyed the full love of her grandmothers. After a while, her aunt Gu Ying changed the name of Mo Zhi from Mo Zhi to "little darling".
Such a cheesy nickname.
Then it's cheek-to-cheek and head-to-head, it's a busy job.
Zhang Chi was so busy that he couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't get involved in cooking now, and it seemed that his mother-in-law had no interest in chatting anymore, so Zhang Chi had to go upstairs.
His wife hadn't gotten up yet, so Zhang Chi had no choice but to dive into his study, sit on a chair, touch and wipe here. Suddenly he found that he had a big house, but now he had nothing to do.
“It’s so nice to live in a big house!”
Zhang Chi scratched his head and looked like he didn't know how to say this.
He doesn't have much trouble surfing the Internet. Zhang Chi is not good at posting on Twitter or anything like that. He never leaves too many personal things online. He doesn't use social media very often. Even if he does use it, it's just to keep in touch with relatives and friends.
, rarely talk about making friends online and doing tricks.
Therefore, Zhang Chi feels a bit boring when surfing the Internet. He doesn't like to share his life with others, so he is naturally out of touch with the times, so not many people on the Internet pay attention to him.
After much deliberation, I decided to make a video call with my family.
When I called my mother's number, she didn't answer the call. When I called my sister, she didn't answer either. It seemed like everyone suddenly made an appointment today and something happened.
After staying up for a while, I heard a sound at the door.
I turned around and saw that my mother-in-law had come to the door. Ink was still standing at her feet. The sneaky guy also hid his head behind the wall, acting like a thief at home.
"time to eat!"
"Auntie, it's okay to be louder. The soundproofing effect of this room is very good. Melika can't hear the normal sound from your side unless you shout at the top of your lungs," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Auntie Gu Ying said with a smile: "Aren't I afraid of disturbing Xiaomei?"
"Okay, your uncle has prepared the meal and asked you to go down and eat it."
Zhang Chi nodded after hearing this and followed his mother-in-law downstairs.
When we arrived at the dining room downstairs, we found that the bowls had been set out, the side dishes had been prepared, and the chopsticks and spoons were placed beside the bowls. Zhang Chi could just sit down and eat.
"Why do I feel that as soon as you two come here, I will become like a landlord and rich man? You see, I don't even need to hold the chopsticks," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
"If someone like you is a wealthy landlord, then the wealthy landlord would be a waste. People's enjoyment is not like this," Zhang Youliang said.
After hearing this, Gu Ying retorted: "It seems like you have seen the old wealthy landlords in the past."
"I haven't seen it, but I have seen it in movies."
"In movies, people kill people every day. How many murderers have you seen in your life?"
The two started again.
Zhang Chi smiled and did not answer the conversation. He lowered his head and took a sip from a bowl of pimple soup. He found that it was delicious and salty, and there was a whole poached egg in the soup.
The poached eggs were really cooked perfectly. There were no egg droplets on either side of the bowl. Judging from the uncle's skills, it must have been the eggs that were beaten into the soup pot. It couldn't have been made from a different pot. He didn't have the time.