Chapter 77

"I don't know. It's a servant's business." Zhao xuanzhi lightly returns a way.

On hearing this, Shen Qing was not happy and replied, "don't tell me about superior and subordinate. Everyone is the same here. Labor is the most glorious. If you want to eat, work first After that, he threw his broom to Zhao xuanzhi and said, "I'll make lunch. If you don't sweep the yard clean, don't eat lunch!"

Zhao xuanzhi saw that a broom came and caught it, but he was in the same place.

Shen Liu just came out to take out the garbage. Seeing this scene, he laughed happily and went back to work.

Sweep the floor? How to scan? He recalled the boys in the front yard and back yard of Xiafu. They swept around with brooms every day. It didn't seem difficult, but they never paid attention to how they swept before.

After trying to sweep it twice, I find that a piece of land that Shen Qing had swept was dirty again.

Zhao xuanzhi was depressed. How could he use a broom harder than a sword? How could he use the ground harder than the war.

Shen Qing poked her head out of the kitchen, looked at Zhao xuanzhi's hard work, and yelled, "don't come back. One by one, in one direction. Look at you. You can't even sweep the floor. Why not sweep the whole world without sweeping the whole house! "

With that, he went back to the kitchen to continue his lunch.

Yes, why not sweep the whole world without sweeping the whole house! Just a sweeper, even the most humble little guy can do well, what can't he do.

According to the method that Shen Qinggang just taught, he followed a direction, and achieved results.

For lunch, Shen Liu and Shi Shi are about to eat the hot pot. There is a hot pot shop at home, so this is what they eat most often.

But Zhao xuanzhi was very happy. He has eaten this hot pot for a few times and missed it very much. This time back to Beijing, General Zhao also specially asked the kitchen to make a hot pot, but the taste, how to eat, how wrong.

Seeing that Shen Liu and Shi Shi didn't eat much, Shen Qing guessed that they had enough, so she cooked some noodles for them in the pot, mixed the ingredients, and sprinkled some scallions. It seemed that they had an appetite.

Zhao xuanzhi thinks that hotpot can only rinse meat and vegetables, but he doesn't expect that he can also rinse noodles. He wants Shen Qing to bring some noodles for himself.

Although the noodles look simple, they have a strong sesame flavor because they have been stirred with sesame paste. Bite in the mouth, noodles play, people have no time to chew, they want to swallow.

In the afternoon, Shitou didn't even take a nap, so he asked Shen Liu to teach him Kung Fu now.

These days, Shen Liu and Shi Shi get along very well. He treats Shi Shi as his younger brother and almost answers every request.

For this matter, since Shen Qing has agreed to stone, she will not take care of it any more.

"Zhao xuanzhi, can you cut the window pattern?" Shen Qing just asked, regret want to bite the tongue. Isn't that bullshit? He can't even sweep the floor. If he asks if he can cut the window, only the poor granny can.

Zhao Xuan one Leng, and carefully recalled the question she just asked, to make sure that he did not hear wrong, raised his hand, a face seriously said: "I can only take a sword, did not take scissors."

Looking at the calluses of his hand and his big hand, which was a little deformed due to his regular holding of the sword, Shen Qing nodded clearly. She knew that for a long time, but just now she didn't know how to ask such a question.

See her listen to his reply, no reaction, Zhao xuanzhi heart beat drum, this girl won't let yourself cut what window, another cut out don't eat dinner.

Before Shen Qing began to speak, Zhao xuanzhi said, "there are some window flowers in the shops on the street. Do you want me to buy some with you?"

It's very kind of you. It's boring to go shopping by yourself.

There are quite a lot of people on the street, basically they come out to buy new year's goods. Shen Qing is carrying a basket on her back. In Zhao xuanzhi's eyes, how strange she looks.

Along the way, the best-selling shop is nothing more than rice oil noodles. Shen Qing's family has a lot of stock. I don't need to buy this. But I bought a few streaky pork, and asked for some big stick bones and pig intestines that the butcher didn't want.

Zhao xuanzhi belongs to the kind of person who can't separate grain from grain. However, seeing that Shen Qing asked for several disgusting pig intestines, he kept frowning.

On the way to a small shop, there was a window pattern, which was cut perfectly. When he bought some couplets, he wanted to buy them, but Zhao xuanzhi stopped him and bought only a few red papers. He said to her, "these words are too ugly. I'll go back and write them to you."

Write it yourself? Yes, it must be fun to write by yourself.

It didn't take them too much time to go shopping. After all, the streets are so long, there are so many shops, and several shops have been temporarily closed for the Spring Festival.

Back home, Shen Qing can't wait to start studying ink and preparing to write couplets. Seeing that Shen Qing was so excited, Zhao xuanzhi asked curiously, "do you want to write?"

"Yes, why can't I write it?" Shen Qing looks up at Zhao xuanzhi. How did he ask such an idiot a question? What can't he write. Then he lowered his head and continued to study ink.

Zhao xuanzhi was stunned for a moment. He didn't forget to see this girl writing in Hakka. But most of them don't know how to write."I'm afraid the immortals can't understand your couplet." Zhao xuanzhi faintly replied, and then smoothed the red paper he bought.

On hearing this, Shen Qing stops her action and turns to look at Zhao xuanzhi. She doesn't see him looking at herself. Even if she stares at him, he doesn't know.

Angrily, he turned back and continued to study ink. Unconvinced, he said, "if you don't understand it, just say they don't understand it? What if I don't understand? "

"It's not so much. At least it can be used as a home." Zhao xuanzhi answered.

Town house? what do you mean? Even ghosts are afraid. Is he saying that his characters are ugly?

"Nice house, safe. I'll write a few more when I get back. You can take them back and stick them on your front door to keep your family safe all the time. " Shen Qing was so angry that she didn't know what to say, so she just followed his words.

Zhao xuanzhi spread the paper on the table, looked at the angry Shen Qing, shook his head and laughed, this girl. He suddenly missed ah Huan in his heart. That boy often likes to quarrel with himself like this. Although he always says it, he is very happy in his heart. That kind of feeling is very relaxing and joyful.

Shen Qing's ink is almost the same. She puts down the ink bar, grabs the branch that she has cut like a pencil, dips it in ink, and prepares to write couplets on the red paper.

What do you write? I remember when I came home one year, I saw a couplet at the door of a hotel. It was very interesting. Let's write that couplet.

Pick up the pen and finish it. Suddenly, I found that the words were too thin to be seen on the red paper.

A few more strokes, still not enough. It seems that writing with a brush is also useful. Turn around and take a brush again, just like an oil painting brush. Dip in the ink and write again.