Farmer’s Blessed Girl

It was only dawn the next day, and Saturday Lang got up. Their restaurant usually cooks buns and some naan for breakfast in the morning. He woke up early, but when he saw the fourth brothers were sleeping soundly, he Lying down without moving, and then fell asleep in a daze.

At last he couldn't lie down anymore, he got up and put on his clothes and got out of bed, then went to tug at Wu Lang and Li Zhong Li Wei, and whispered, "Get up quickly."

The three of them squeezed into the quilt, and their heads were almost buried in the quilt. Zhou Li muttered, "Why are you getting up so early? The restaurant doesn't open for breakfast today."

"Then there's still lunch, so I have to buy some ingredients." Saturday Lang tried so hard to finally wake them up.

On Thursday, Lang Lei couldn't move and continued to sleep soundly, but on Friday, Lang couldn't see it, so he patted his fourth brother, "Fourth brother, why are you still so lazy?"

Thursullang's snoring paused, then rolled over and went back to sleep.

Although he was reluctant, Thursday Lang finally went to the restaurant with Saturday Lang and the others.

The streets in the cold weather have become popular, and the restaurants that make food are basically open. Some people set up stoves outside the door to sell naan, and some people set up stalls to sell noodles.

Saturday Lang stopped in front of a stall and bought ten large naan.

Thursday Lang: "...our family is a restaurant, are you still buying it outside?"

Saturday Lang: "It's a cold pot and a cold stove. I only opened the door just now. Where can I make food for you?"

Thursday Lang muttered, "It's still not as good as the sister-in-law, the sister-in-law can pull out the noodles immediately after pouring a bowl of noodles..."

On Saturday Lang ignored him and went straight to the restaurant. On Friday, Lang had driven the mule cart to the back door and stopped, opened the store door from the inside, and everyone moved the door panel back.

The naan cakes were still hot. Everyone shared the cakes. On Saturday, Lang took one more and went to the next door. The Zhou brothers couldn't help but look up.

Saturday Lang looked back at Zhou Lizhong and Zhou Liwei, frowned and said, "Why are you standing still, you don't want to talk, come and serve the sheep soup."

The two came back to their senses, and immediately chased after them with naan cakes in their mouths.

Next door is a mutton restaurant. In the morning, they only sell mutton soup made from mutton bones and sheep scorpions. Lunch and dinner are more abundant. His mutton and mutton soup are quite famous on this street.

Saturday Lang bought five bowls of sheep soup, kept one bowl for himself, and let Zhou Lizhong and Zhou Liwei carry two bowls back.

He handed the naan in his hand to the old man Qiu who was watching the stall, and he took a bowl of mutton soup and sat and drank it in their shop.

The old man Qiu took the naan, and he was not polite, poured himself a bowl of sheep soup, and added some sheep scorpions to Saturday Lang by the way, then sat across from him and ate, and asked with a smile, "Yesterday your shop closed early, today I didn't catch the morning market, what's the matter at home?"

Saturday Lang nodded, "My fourth brother is here, so let's go home and have a look."

"Yo, then that particularly handsome young man who came back with you just now is your fourth brother?"

Saturday Lang nodded.

The old man Qiu laughed: "You brothers and nephews all look alike."

That's right, his mother said that they all look like father, especially his fourth brother.

"Your fourth brother is here too. Will the family all move to the capital?"

"That's not true. There are still a lot of fields at home. How could it be possible to come to the capital?"

The old man Qiu was a little disappointed. As soon as he looked up and saw his daughter came out, he smiled and got up. He took the bowl and said, "Pei Niang, come and see the stall, and Dad will go back and see the mutton that was just delivered this morning."

Qiu Peiniang responded, stood in front of the stall, lifted the lid of the pot and stirred it for a while to let the aroma waft out and then closed the lid.

She talked to Saturday Lang as usual, "Saturday brother, what do you have for lunch?"

Saturday Lang said: "It's almost the same as yesterday."

He looked up at Qiu Peiniang, hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Peiniang, have you ever thought about leaving home in the future?"

Qiu Peiniang was stunned for a moment, then her face turned a little red, she poked the charcoal in the big stove, and whispered: "I never thought about it, my parents are in the capital..."

Saturday Lang felt that she had misunderstood her meaning, so she frowned in distress and thought, "That, I didn't mean that, I mean, not to go to my house, but to go somewhere else..."

Qiu Peiniang's face changed, and she said palely, "Somewhere else? Where?"

"Just go anywhere, go anywhere, no matter where..."

Qiu Peiniang's face darkened, she put down the wooden stick with a bang, and said with a stern face: "If you don't go, I won't go anywhere, just stay with my parents in the capital?"

Hidden behind the door of his own shop, Zhou Lizhong patted Zhou Lizhong's head hard, and said in a low voice, "Liu Liu is so stupid, he can't even say a word."

Zhou Lizhong: ... Why does Uncle Six beat him if he can't speak?

But they were not far from the boiler at the moment. He was afraid that his words would disturb the two people over there, so he could only admit it aggrievedly.

Saturday Lang probably knew that what he said was misleading, but he didn't know how to explain it. He opened his mouth and was speechless for a while, so he could only say dryly, "I didn't mean that..."

But what it meant, he couldn't tell.

Zhou Li, who was so anxious, couldn't help stomping his feet. Wu Zhou patted Zhou Li twice and whispered, "Why is Lao Liu so stupid, he can't say nice things?"

Zhou Lizhong: ...why are you beating me?

The four of them huddled behind the door and whispered, not enough to show their heads. They continued to listen with their ears pricked up. Suddenly, a voice sounded, "Fourth Uncle, Fifth Uncle, what are you doing?"

Qiu Peiniang, whose eyes were red, turned her head to look at the words, and saw several heads crowded behind the door of Zhouji Restaurant next door, who were lying on the back of the door frame at this time.

Her face darkened.

Zhou Lijun's face was also not good-looking. Standing in front of the street, he pinched his waist and said angrily, "Why didn't you wait for me in the morning? I'll call you in the back, you're not stopping, do you know that I'm chasing you out of the alley?"

Four people: ...

Saturday Lang, who came out after hearing the words:...

They really don't know...

Zhou Lijun exhaled angrily, snorted, then turned around and said to Daji who sent her over: "Uncle Daji, you have breakfast in the store before you go back, fourth uncle, you said you want to go to see Zheng with your aunt. The big shopkeeper, in the end, ran out alone, is the little aunt waiting for you or not?"

Thursday Lang: ...forgot all about it, just thinking about seeing this Mrs. Qiu.

Zhou Lijun let out the anger in his chest, and when he looked up, he saw Qiu Peiniang's red eyes, she paused, stepped forward with concern and asked, "Sister Qiu, what's the matter with you?"

No one asked, but when someone asked, Qiu Peiniang's eyes became even redder. I don't know if she was smoked by the hot soup, and with tears in her eyes, she turned around and went to the backyard.

When Zhou Lijun saw it, he immediately followed.

It just so happened that someone came to buy soup, and Saturday Lang hesitated for a while, then silently stepped forward to help watch the stall.

On Thursday, Lang's liver hurt, "When did Lao Liu become a stuffy gourd?"

Friday Lang was often with Saturday Lang, and when he heard the words, he said, "What's the matter, fourth brother, haven't you become more cunning?"

On Thursday, Lang's teeth hurt, "Your mouth hasn't changed."

Next update around 4pm