Zhong Ziqi searched in the house and found a porcelain jar that was not much taller than a slap. It was chubby and light and cute. He carefully washed the porcelain pot with water and steamed it in the pot for a while for disinfection. The hot water in the pot was scooped out and placed in a clean basin to dry. Wash the apples and pears, peel and core them, cut them into small cubes, and put them in a porcelain jar. Sprinkle half a spoonful of sugar on each layer. Repeat this until the jar is almost full and the fruit is gone.

Then pour the cold boiled water into the jar and spread over the fruit, then cover the lid and put it in the pot for steaming, about ten minutes or so, boil the pot and take it out, close the lid tightly and seal it all around to prevent gassing, and put it on The corner is shady.

When Zhao Zhengan woke up, the sun on the horizon was already down. Rubbing his eyes, Zhao Zhengan didn't find his wife in the house. He squatted his mouth and walked toward the kitchen while pulling his shoes, shouting: "Daughter-in-law? Wife-in-law?"

"It's the kitchen!" Zhong Ziqi replied loudly. He is burning the food right now. If he is full at noon, he is actually not too hungry.

Zhao Zhengan found Zhong Ziqi's signature smirk all the way: "Daughter-in-law."

Otherwise, habit is a terrible thing. In just a few days, he has become accustomed to the word Zhao Zhengan's unwilling daughter-in-law, Zhao Zhengan's smirk, and even Zhao Zhengan's existence. Zhong Ziqi couldn't help thinking in a daze. Today's life seems to be peaceful, but underneath the calm is actually a pile of mess that makes people confused, but he has to bite the bullet and walk on.

"Daughter-in-law?" Zhao Zhengan's enlarged face appeared in front of Zhong Ziqi. Zhong Ziqi, who shook his mind, even found that this guy's eyelashes were really curled up and placed on his handsome and mad face. It was surprisingly harmonious and very harmonious. ...Attractive?

Zhong Ziqi's throat moved back to his senses, and he stretched out his hand to push away the face that was close at hand, thinking stupidly, what did he think about? How could he find him attractive? There must be an illusion, he must be too tired, let's rest early today.

However, this idea of ??Zhong Ziqi was not realized in the end, because Zhao Zhengan was reluctant to go to bed after eating dinner, and pulled Zhong Ziqi to play with him.

"Wash and sleep!" Zhong Ziqi said sternly.

Zhao Zhengan looked at him aggrievedly, and muttered, "But wife, I'm not sleepy, I want to play with you."

"..." You are not sleepy, I am sleepy! But looking at Zhao Zhengan's pitiful eyes, I couldn't help feeling soft. He was very busy every day and didn't have time to play with him, and didn't worry about letting him go out. It must be really boring to stay in the small yard every day, right?

Zhong Ziqi simply took two small benches and sat in the yard. He took the pecans he picked from the mountain in the afternoon, found a hard brick from the yard, smashed the walnuts, and then picked out the walnut meat inside and stuffed it into Zhao. Zhengan's mouth.

Zhengan chewed twice and felt it was delicious, then took Zhong Ziqi's head and squatted there and slapped. After smashing it out, following Zhong Ziqi's appearance, he took out the walnut meat and quickly stuffed it into Zhong Ziqi's mouth. Zhong Ziqi was taken aback for a moment, then cocked her mouth to eat.

On a summer night, the sky full of stars twinkled with brilliance. In that remote courtyard, a man squatted on the ground and smashed walnuts, and a man sat on a stool with his head in his hands, and looked sideways at the tall man next to him, his face soft and relaxed.

Until the person sat there with his head bit by bit and fell asleep. The tall man who smashed the walnut stopped, tilted his head to look at the sleeping man, and reached out his hand to touch the man's cheek. Then he straightened up very seriously, picked him up, walked into the bedroom and put it on the bed, and carefully took off his clothes. Then he took off his clothes and climbed into the bed, and looked at the man sideways. When he became serious, no one could tell that it was a mentally insufficient face.

The next day, still at that time, Zhong Ziqi woke up from her sleep, shook her head, got up to wash, but always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he went into the kitchen.

In the morning, he didn't want to make anything too complicated, so he cut some minced meat and mixed cabbage to make pie. When they were about to burn, Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng came. Zhong Ziqi opened the door and saw that they were carrying a sack of things. He quickly let in: "Is it a cucumber?"

"Yes, it's fifty catties in total, you weigh it." Zhao Sheng took the sack in and put it on the brick floor and said.

"No, Zhao Ama, can I still believe it? Let's let it go. I'll cook. You guys wait for a while, Zhengan hasn't woken up yet." Zhong Ziqi paused after saying this, and he just said it, he always Something was wrong. He remembered that he seemed to fall asleep on a stool outside last night, but finally woke up on the bed. He carried me in? I don't feel it at all!

"Ziqi? Ziqi?" Zhao Ning couldn't help calling out twice when he saw Zhong Ziqi standing on the spot in a daze.

"Ah? Ah...you go into the house, and I'll be fine soon." Zhong Ziqi returned to his senses, feeling that there was nothing to entangle, and shrugged and hurried into the kitchen.

In fact, Zhong Ziqi's baked cakes are really unskilled, but they are golden and golden when they are baked, and they are wrapped in a layer of oil, which looks particularly appetizing.

After making a good meal, Zhong Ziqi woke up Zhao Zhengan and cleaned up before sitting down to eat.

"Ziqi, if you don't sell noodles, you can still sell cakes. Depending on your craft, you can only make money but not lose money." Zhao Ning said admiringly. No worries, there are delicious food every day, and wages, so many people are envious.

Unknowingly, the people whom Wenwen quietly needs his protection have grown to the point where he needs him to look up to be taken care of by him. Although Zhao Ning feels a little uncomfortable, he is still very happy. Who doesn't like being taken care of? Who doesn't like to have a better friend than yourself?

After breakfast, a few people gathered up, took their things and set off. Zhong Ziqi's arrival at the pier today is a little later than yesterday, after he set up his stall. Zhao Ning came over and asked, "Ziqi, have you noticed that there seem to be a lot more people around us."

When Zhong Ziqi heard the words, he looked up and found that the stalls around him did indeed seem to be much more than yesterday. Even the pastry that had always looked down on him far away from him moved back to the stall and saw Zhong Ziqi looking over. , That Ah Ma still smiled at him. He immediately understood what was going on. He wanted to make money from his stall, but he didn’t care, as long as he didn’t damage him, he didn’t care, and he didn’t have the right to do so, where people would like to set up a stall. Just where it is, this dock is not owned by an individual.

"Well, it's okay, let's just take care of our own." Zhong Ziqi said quietly.

The hot noodle soup in the morning is still around ten bowls, most of which are acquaintances from yesterday. There are also many people who came rushing to the cold noodles, and they were very disappointed when they saw that he hadn't sold them at all. They asked, "Is there no cold noodles today? Didn't they say that there was one yesterday?"

Zhong Ziqi looked at the newly emerging sun in the sky, the temperature was still a bit low, and it was not too cold to eat cold things in the morning. But it may also be because of his low firepower and intolerance to freezing. Since there is no reason for business to be extrapolated, I simply vacated a pot and said, "Xiaoning, you make cold noodles, and I make hot soup noodles." After that, he said kindly to those who were disappointed standing in front of the noodle stall: "For those of you who eat cold noodles, wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

When Zhao Ning heard Zhong Ziqi's words, he started to get busy, cold noodles are easy to make, and there is no technology to speak of, so Zhao Ning also does it in a different way.

There was nothing short of this meeting, and Zhao Sheng simply helped them set the fire. Zhao Zhengan had nothing to do at the moment. He shouted too hard yesterday. Today, his voice is completely hoarse and his voice is hoarse and low. Zhong Ziqi sternly told him not to shout. Zhao Zhengan had to listen to his wife, but only to see that all three of them are okay. To do, he was so boring to be idle. Step by step, he moved closer to Zhong Ziqi and looked at him with bright eyes.

Zhong Ziqi was staring uncomfortably, and when he saw that he was really bored, she taught him to collect money: "Zheng'an, when the noodles are ready, you can serve it, and then collect the money. A bowl of five cents is five copper plates. Remember? "

Zhao Zhengan knows how to count, so he happily walked around the guests face-to-face when he heard his wife's words. After putting it on the table, he said with a smile from his wife yesterday: "Five cents."

Most people are happy to pay. There are a few people who like to grind or give money after eating. Zhao Zhengan stood next to him relentlessly and kept urging: "Five cents, you have to pay for noodles."

The guest was annoyed and dumbfounded and said to Zhong Ziqi: "It's not that I didn't give the money, but I was urged."

Zhong Ziqi was also a little impatient and funny in his heart, but he still said apologetically: "I'm sorry, everyone, it's mainly my confession, everyone forgive me." To be honest, he still agrees with Zhao Zhengan's approach. This group of guys eats. After paying the money, who knows if someone will fall back on the bill, the truth is that one hand pays the money and the other hand delivers.

"Give left and right in the morning and late in the evening, keep it and you can't lay eggs." someone said.

This remark immediately caused the people in the booth to laugh. Those who didn't give money gave money one after another. Zhao Zhengan has a good memory and can remember whoever didn't give money and who gave money. Others who saw it were amazed. Some people know that Zhao Zhengan has clear eyes and behaves naively and guesses that he might have a problem, but everyone knows not to ask.

"Hey, is this new food coming out of your stall?" The bunting man walked over and asked questioningly, looking at the cold noodles that Zhao Ning was preparing. He went to work after eating the hot noodle soup yesterday. He never met Zhong Ziqi selling cold noodles, but he heard someone say that there is a new kind of food on the Yizui Wharf, which makes it cool to eat.

"Ah, yes, we are actually going to sell cold noodles later. Uncle didn't catch up with the one who came yesterday. I plan to sell it in advance today." Zhong Ziqi explained gently.

The big man was curious to see that half of the people in the stall were eating that new kind of food again: "Then you can also give me a bowl."

"Okay, wait a minute."

The table where the big man was sitting was already sitting on two people, and they were chatting. The big man sat down and found that it was an acquaintance who had worked with him before. He said hello: "You guys come to eat noodles too?"

"Yeah, you are here too, do I remember you used to eat there?" One of them pointed to the noodle stall that big guys used to eat in the distance.

The big man smiled and fought back: "I still remember you two were eating there before."

"Hehe." The three of them smiled tacitly. They were all gluttons, and they went wherever they were delicious.

"By the way, I heard that there is a cargo ship coming soon, and it may stop here." A person said.

"Oh, there is no cargo ship on this day?" the big man said dismissively.

"No, I heard that this time the cargo ship came from the south, and it seems to be a big family."

"Oh? Really?" The big man and the other person were very interested in rubbing their chins. It would be a lot of money for work from a big family. They wouldn't be stingy with this little money, so they are happy to give such a rich People work, but the number of jobs is also a problem. There are also people recruiting people. If you exceed it, you don't need it. Many people squeeze their heads and want to go in.

"Wuwenqian." At this time, Zhao Zhengan gave the face to the big man and the other two and said hoarsely. The three stopped talking, glanced at him and handed the money over, Zhao Zhengan stood there and counted it seriously before turning around.