Chapter 94
Boss Zhou coughed, and Mrs. Li shut up, but she couldn't hold back her complacency. Hmph Mrs. Zhao, don't think that having a son will give her the confidence to take her place in the family!
Boss Zhou stopped looking at the wretched daughter-in-law, and said, "Father, we went to my father-in-law's house in the afternoon and bought some pork and fish. We gave this year's New Year's gift separately."
Zhou Shuren nodded to show that he understood, "Okay, you can go back and rest too!"
Zhulan stood up and said to Li Shi: "Let's make dinner, roll out noodles tonight."
Mrs. Li asked, "Mother, are the noodles soup noodles or fried sauce noodles?"
Zhulan hasn't eaten noodles with fried sauce for a long time, and she is really greedy, "Bring out a piece of meat later, half of it is not spicy meat sauce, and half of it is spicy meat sauce."
Mrs. Li was greedy, "Mom, I'll go back and change first, and I'll go to the kitchen later."
"Go, I'll get the noodles and meat out."
"Okay, mother."
Zhou’s bean paste is made by Li’s. Zhulan didn’t like to eat sauce in modern times, but in ancient times, he liked bean paste. The fried sauce is very delicious when eaten with pancakes. Zhulan will eat it once every few days. .
Zhou's family doesn't make much sauce every year, and this year, Zhulan likes the sauce to make it faster, so it's only enough until the beginning of spring. Zhulan is thinking about buying some beans to make sauce.
The origin of soybeans in China, there are records of soybean cultivation in ancient times, but the cultivation is not widespread. Zhulan's family does not grow soybeans, and the beans for making bean paste are bought from Zhang's tofu seller.
The two big pots of noodles for dinner were not enough to eat, and the one-year-old granddaughter Yulu ate a bowl of noodles. If she didn’t eat it, she could eat some because she was afraid of food accumulation. Fortunately, the little girl’s appearance did not follow her parents, but hereditary inheritance. Zhulan's appearance is also a beautiful doll. Since Zhulan passed through, the family's food is ready, and the little girl has enough nutrition to drill a lot of deciduous teeth. She clapped her hands happily when she ate.
Zhulan is fed up, looking at the rest of the family, her stomach is like a bottomless pit, especially if the eldest and the second are not gone in the basin, they can still eat two bowls. Thick, otherwise you will not be able to feed just to eat.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhulan prepared the gifts for the patriarch's house after dinner, a piece of silk fabric, a catty of pastries, and nothing else. The entire clan allowed Zhou Shuren to occupy a position in the clan, and also made the clan owe him favors.
Zhulan left a fan in preparation for the patriarch's little girl to get married next year.
Zhou Shuren, Zhulan and other eldest sons and grandsons packed up and went to the patriarch's house together.
Patriarch Zhou can't stay idle in winter. Unlike other private school students in every village, Zhou's family studies are not available in every village, and they have a holiday when there is no access in winter. There will be no delay, patriarch Zhou will go to the ethnology school every day and come back.
Zhou Shuren and Zhulan came here by pinch, the patriarch Zhou just arrived home, the patriarch Zhou's eyes were bright, he helped Zhou Shuren and waited for Zhou Shuren to come to the door, but it was a pity that he waited for a few months, saying that he was not disappointed would be a lie, he thought Zhou Shuren It has changed, but it still hasn't changed as expected. Zhou Shuren came to the door instead, and brought the eldest son and grandson with him. This is to communicate with the clan.
Patriarch Zhou drank tea slowly without saying a word, and Zhou Shuren was not in a hurry.
The wife of Zhou Wang's patriarch smiled and said to Zhulan, "What kind of wind brought you here today, what's the matter?"
According to past experience, taking gifts is for doing business.
Zhulan put the basket into Zhou Wang's arms, "Look at what my aunt said, we are all relatives with the same surname, and we are not allowed to visit the elders since it is almost Chinese New Year."
Zhou Wang was stunned for a moment and didn't come to do business. Now, he couldn't make up his mind for a while and looked sideways at the old man.
Patriarch Zhou signaled, "Shuren and his wife come here very rarely, you prepare some good dishes and they will have lunch here at noon."
Zhou Wang felt that it was a rare thing, and said with a smile: "Sure, then I will accept it bluntly. I will let the elders prepare, and Yang will talk to Auntie in the back room?"
Zhulan silently recited the terrible ancient times, women's status was really low, she couldn't do it even if she wanted to, "I've wanted to kiss my aunt for a long time."
Zhou Wang's feet paused, thinking in his heart that he really didn't expect that Yang's is not a stick at all, he can talk a lot.