Greenery Ace No. 9

Chapter 327
Hearing Zhou Zheng say the word "secret" meanly, Wang Dali suddenly became interested. He threw the ax in his hand on the ground, ran to Zhou Zheng in two steps, and blocked the gate to prevent Zhou Zheng from going out: "You boy! Don't play tricks! What are you going to do, hurry up and tell the truth! Otherwise, don't even think about leaving this gate today!"

Zhou Zheng smiled wryly and shook his head: "Why are you so interested in where I am going?"

Wang Dali took two steps back, squinting his eyes and looked him up and down: "Because you are a thief, you sneaked out by yourself, you must have something good and don't want to take us with you!"

Zhou Zheng was completely speechless: "Please, Brother Dali, am I that kind of person?"

"What do you say?"

Zhou Zheng's performance made Wang Dali firmer in his doubts. He stroked the stubble on his chin and stared closely at Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng sighed, and put his hands on Wang Dali's shoulders: "Brother Dali, it's a pity that you don't write novels! The literary world has lost a great master! To tell you the truth, I went out to find Tiedan, and I have already Promise him to teach him to ride a bicycle, I want to teach him before my dad comes back for dinner, or we won't have time before we leave."

Wang Dali originally thought that Zhou Zheng would say something interesting, but when he heard that he was going to teach Tie Daner how to ride a bicycle, he lost interest immediately: "Then why didn't you say it sooner? I was so happy for a long time, thinking that you left me behind." What good is it for us to go out!"

Zhou Zheng smiled wryly and was speechless.

Wang Dali walked into the courtyard with a dejected expression on his face, shaking his head while walking. When he reached the firewood pile, he reached out to pick up the ax and started his work again.

Zhou Zheng couldn't bear to see him like that, so he suggested: "Brother Dali, if you really don't want to chop the firewood, we can change jobs, you can teach Tie Daner how to ride a bicycle, and I will stay and chop firewood. "

Wang Dali raised his hands, raised the huge ax above his head, and then slammed down, with a click, another piece of wood was split in half.

He kicked the split firewood aside with his feet, raised his head and looked at Zhou Zheng weakly: "Forget it, I get a headache when I see the brats, it's enough for me to get along with them, let me teach them again." Thing, you might as well kill me. I would rather stay and chop firewood, and I would rather deal with these firewood than those brats."

"Okay then, you chop slowly, I'll go first, and I'll be back in a while."

Zhou Zheng turned around and had just left the gate when suddenly he stopped, turned around and turned back.

"Almost forgot the big thing." He patted his head and muttered to himself.

"Why are you back?" Wang Dali stared at him suspiciously and asked.

"Forgot one important thing."

While talking, Zhou Zheng rushed into the kitchen.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Zheng Bin raised his head and asked him also.

"I haven't left yet. I just remembered when I went out. I haven't steamed the rice. If my dad finds out that there is no food after he comes back, it will definitely be another reprimand."

Zhou Zheng took out the rice bag, took out a bowl and a half of rice in a bowl, poured it into the basin, and then added water to wash the rice.

"Do you need help?" Zheng Bin stood up politely and asked.

"No, just steam some rice, it's very simple."

Zhou Zheng skillfully washed the rice three times, put it into the rice cooker, and added water. During the process of adding water, he kept observing the height of the water surface, and he didn't stop until the water was two fingers higher than the rice.

After turning on the rice cooker, pressing the cooking button, and confirming that the indicator light was on, Zhou Zheng clapped his hands, and then he turned and left the kitchen satisfied.

"You two are welcome, find something to eat when you are hungry, as if you are at home."

As Zhou Zheng walked towards the gate, he turned his head and asked.

"Don't talk about those useless things, come back quickly after teaching people how to ride a bicycle, otherwise, if it's later, we can't guarantee whether we will eat up everything in your house."

Wang Dali stared at Zhou Zheng, and said angrily.

Zhou Zheng laughed: "Eat, don't be polite to me. If you are not afraid of being stuffed to death, go ahead and eat. If I, Zhou Zheng, blink my eyes in distress, I am not a good man."

"Go away."

Wang Dali kicked a piece of firewood on the ground towards Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng dodged swiftly, then ran out of the gate laughing wildly all the way.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and it was completely dark.

Most people in the village have finished their dinner at this time, because it is a rural area, entertainment activities are relatively rare, after the meal, adults, children and old people all come out of their homes and gather in twos and threes at the entrance of the streets and alleys, adults and old people gather together Chatting and talking, the children played hide-and-seek under the moonlight.

Zhou Zheng was very mischievous since he was a child, and he was very well-known in the village. Old people in their [-]s and children as young as five or six years old knew Zhou Zheng.

Zhou is walking all the way on the street, saying hello to the crowd on both sides of the street.

"Second Aunt, have you eaten yet?"

"Third grandma, are you staying here?"

"Ms. Dong, is my second brother at home?"

Every time he passed a place where crowds gathered, Zhou Zheng would always stop and greet people.

When Zhou Zheng left, the crowd behind him would always talk about Zhou Zheng in a very regretful tone.

"This child becomes more benevolent and righteous as he grows up. When he was young, he looked like a live bandit. Look at him now. He looks the same, he is tall, and he looks energetic. He is a good boy!"

"Brother Zhou has taken him by himself for so many years, and his hard work has not been in vain. This child will definitely have a bright future."

"Why the hell are you talking... well, how can there be such a big gap between people, I really don't understand."

"Stop talking, Zhou Zheng hasn't gone far yet, so don't let him listen."

The voice of the crowd's discussion gradually subsided, and everyone looked at Zhou Zheng's back as he walked further and further away, and couldn't help sighing.

Naturally, Zhou Zheng didn't hear people's discussions, because he was focused on rushing to Tie Dan'er's house, so his steps were extremely fast. If it wasn't for the fact that people kept greeting and talking to him along the way, he might have already reached his destination.

Tie Dan'er's house was in a small alley. Zhou Zheng beat around the bush and came to the door of Tie Dan'er's house in the alley. Seeing that the door was closed, he knocked on the door and shouted loudly, "Is Tie Dan at home?"

"Who is it?"

The voice of the iron egg mother in the courtyard asked loudly.

"Auntie, it's me, Zhou Zheng."

"Zhou Zheng, when did you come back? Come in quickly, the door is not locked."

With both hands, Zhou Zheng pushed open the door and stepped into the courtyard.

It was dark in the yard, only the lights in the house were on.

After a sound, the door light at the door of the house was turned on, and the yard was immediately illuminated.

Then the door of the house was opened, and Tie Danma came out of the house, holding a bowl in her hand, which contained half a bowl of porridge, and a three or four-year-old child followed behind her, it seemed that she was feeding the child just now Have a meal.

"Auntie, why are you eating?"

Zhou Zheng hurriedly said hello.

Tie Dan'er's mother pulled the child behind her to her front, knelt down and continued to feed him.

"I just came back from the field, and the rice is still made by Tie Daner. Your uncle went out to work after the Chinese New Year, and all the work in the field fell to me. Isn't it true that the whole village has been farming in the past two days? Is it? My family’s more than one acre of land depends on me alone, so I can’t be busy at all.”

Zhou Zheng approached the two of them, and while teasing the child, he said, "If you can't do it, let my uncle come back for two days. The money won't run out, and if you're exhausted, wouldn't that be more troublesome?"

Tie Dan'er's mother took a spoon to feed the child a few mouthfuls of porridge, then turned around and said, "Let's see, let's talk. If I really can't do it by myself, I'll let your uncle come back."

Zhou Zheng nodded.

"When did you come back?" Tie Danma asked.

Zhou Zheng stood up and walked around the yard: "I just came back this evening, and my dad is still working at Uncle Li's house. I just cooked the meal, and I'm waiting for him to come home for dinner."

"Oh, did you come back to see your dad on Saturday?"

Tiedan mother continued to feed the child.

Zhou Zheng nodded, and then asked again: "Auntie, where is Tie Dan? Are you not at home?"

Tie Danma stood up as if suddenly realized: "Going out, he said he was looking for you."

"Huh?" Zhou Zheng was at a loss.

"After the kid finished cooking, he went to find me and came back for dinner. As soon as he came back to the dinner table, he ate half a bowl of rice in a hurry and went out. He said he had an appointment with you and went to find you."

Mother Tiedan held the rice bowl and was so busy talking, she forgot to feed the child.

Zhou Zhengyi slapped his forehead: "Come on, I know, he must have gone to my house to look for me, so what about you, auntie, you can eat, then I will go back first."

"Okay, come and play at home when you have time."

Tie Dan's mother picked up the child with one hand and sent Zhou Zheng out of the gate.

Zhou Zheng greeted her a few more times before stepping out.

When he came to the street, he went straight to his house.

Along the way, I chatted politely with the people on the street for a long time, and then I walked slowly to my home.

As soon as he entered the gate, Zhou Zheng asked Wang Dali: "Brother Dali, did Tie Daner come to look for me just now?"

Wang Dali had finished chopping the firewood, and was sitting in the middle of the yard to rest at the moment. Seeing Zhou Zheng asking himself this question in a hurry, he began to play tricks: "Want to know? Yes, you can put it nicely."

Zhou Zhenggang wanted to hurt him, but Zheng Bin suddenly came out of the kitchen: "Tie Dan came here just now, and said he wanted you to practice cycling. When he heard that you were not here, he left first, saying that he would go to the south of the village first. Waiting for you in the open space, let you find him there after you come back."

Zhou Zheng snapped his fingers: "It's still my brother Bin who is reliable, unlike some people, who still play tricks at critical moments, and people don't like dogs."

Wang Dali was complaining about Zheng Bin: "Brother Zheng, why are you so speechless? Can you wait until I make things difficult for him? I finally took a chance to deal with him, and you told him the answer so easily. Don’t you understand that you’re trying to demolish me?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhou Zheng say that others dislike dogs, he was immediately so angry that he stood up and chased after Zhou Zheng.

When Zheng Bin wanted to stop him, it was already too late.

Zhou Zheng reacted very quickly, and before Wang Dali rushed over, he had already let go of his girl and ran out.

(End of this chapter)