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Chapter 137 The whole family is crazy about criticism 14

Seeing Fugui's excited look, Hua Zhi and Aunt Zhang looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that Qin Huai should be back from school.

Sure enough, after a while, the main door was pushed open, and Qin Huai came in despite the wind and snow.

He closed the door immediately after entering, within three seconds.

It was cold outside, and he didn't want the wind and snow to blow into the house, not the two people in the house, especially the one who was particularly afraid of the cold.

That person was none other than Hua Zhi.

"Mama Zhang, sister, Fugui, I'm back."

His voice was still hoarse, and when he first went to school, he was often teased by his peers because of it.

Later, Qin Huai used his strength to speak and his grades were always lower than theirs, so the teasing stopped. Hua Zhi didn't help at all during this period, and it was Qin Huai who made the best of himself.

Mother Zhang quickly put down her work, stood up and walked towards Qin Huai: "Come here quickly, it's cold outside."

Fugui was jumping up and down. If the cotton clothes hadn't hindered its movement, it would have jumped directly onto Qin Huai's shoulders and sat down.

It was lively for a while, Aunt Zhang went to the kitchen, and Hua Zhi started class.

The teacher is Qin Huai's young master, and the student is Hua Zhi.

Hua Zhi is no longer illiterate and can basically recognize all the characters. The dog tag she saw before had the four characters "Liu Mansion Bell" written on it.

The small courtyard where he lived after being accepted as his disciple by Master Wu Wu was called the Begging Courtyard.

After knowing the truth, Hua Zhi was really a little angry. What kind of person named the yard with the word begging? It was really unlucky!

"Sister, this is not how the character is written. The strokes must be pointed downward first, and then downward."

Hua Zhi did as he was told, but it was a bit off.

Little Master Qin couldn't wait any longer and became anxious. He quickly grabbed Hua Zhi's hand and started writing stroke by stroke.

Qin Huai has grown taller, but his hands are not as big as Hua Zhi's. He cannot fully hold Hua Zhi's hand, only half of it, but it does not affect his writing at all.

"Oh, that's it. I know, thank you very much, young master."

Qin Huai blushed a little when Hua Zhi shouted: "Sister, try again."

Then, Huazhi still didn't grasp it.

In the end, the young master half held Hua Zhi's hand until it was time to have dinner.

In the evening, the family sat around the table. There were three simple dishes and one soup, two meat and one vegetable. This standard is set by Huazhi, and all three people need to eat well.

One is getting older, and the other two still need to grow up, so they can’t save anything but food.

Otherwise, diseases will come to you, which is the main reason why suffering only seeks out the poor.

Our body is the first line of defense against disease. If we are not in good health, we will naturally get sick easily.

Food is our vanguard. If we don’t eat well and have no nutrition, how can we have a good body?

The rich bowl is next to its nest, and it eats there.

Qin Huai saw that Huazhi was enjoying the meal, and after she had eaten for a while, he said, "Sister, Master said today is the annual holiday, and asked me to go to school after the Chinese New Year."

Hua Zhi swallowed the cabbage in her mouth, and then replied: "Okay, let's go out together tomorrow to buy new year's goods."

"it is good."

Hua Zhi thought for a while, Qin Huai was a married man. These days, a good teacher is very important. People who respect their teachers will prepare a gift for their teachers during the holidays.

"Buy some more cloth and meat and take them to Master to wish you a happy New Year in advance."

"Well, I listen to my sister."

Qin Huai felt sweet in his heart when he saw Hua Zhi thinking about him so much. Although his voice was still hoarse, he could hear his happiness.

Zhang's mother looked at the conversation between the siblings and showed a happy smile.

The three of them, with three surnames, formed a happy family.

The next day, the snow stopped, and when Hua Zhi got up, the sun had already reached the window edge.

Fugui was already having fun in the snow-swept yard, Qin Huai was reading and practicing calligraphy in the room, and Aunt Zhang was picking up the soles of her shoes.

Qin Huai knew that Aunt Zhang was frugal, so he would add charcoal to her fire from time to time to keep it warm. Otherwise, how could Aunt Zhang be warmed by just keeping the small fire?

"Wang Wang!"

Fugui didn't know what he was chasing, he was running back and forth and kept shouting.

Huazhi was woken up by Fugui's shout. She got dressed under the quilt with difficulty, and then Huazhi got out of bed.

Passing by Qinhuai Window, I had to go to the kitchen to get hot water to wash up.

"Sister, you're awake."

Hua Zhi dressed herself into a ball, which kept her body warm, even if the cold wind didn't help, it still didn't wake her up.

Hearing Qin Huai greet her, he responded lazily: "Yes."

Qin Huai saw that she looked awake and smiled: "Sister, there is hot water in the kitchen. I will get it for you. You wait for me in the house."

Huazhi refused: "No, you read the book first."

After saying that, he entered the kitchen. Qin Huai had no choice but to sit down again, pick up the book and read it, but he couldn't read it anymore.

Helpless, I had to put down the book and go out to play with Fugui for a while. They would go out after Huazhi had washed up.

Because Hua Zhi doesn't like to have breakfast at home, she always goes to shops in the city to buy breakfast.

Aunt Zhang thought it was a problem with her cooking skills, but later she simply ignored her because Hua Zhi simply got up late, and the breakfast left for her was either cold or too warm to taste.

Let her go to the shops in the city to buy food, which will be convenient for everyone.

Old thief Han is so rich that Hua Zhi still has four thousand taels of silver notes collected from him.

The rich woman doesn't need to worry about the money for breakfast, she can buy whatever she wants.

Qin Huai played with Fugui for a while, and Aunt Zhang also came out with a big basket, blowing the wind in the yard and waiting for Huazhi.

The three of them have lived together for so long, and they still have this tacit understanding.

Sure enough, Hua Zhi came out of the kitchen and walked directly to the courtyard door.

When Fugui saw Hua Zhi, he rushed towards her, but Hua Zhi turned around and dodged.

"Fugui, don't attack me, I just changed my clothes."

Fugui ignored her and continued to pounce, but Huazhi finally had no choice but to touch it and cooperate with it to let it pounce, and finally managed to escape.

As Hua Zhi walked towards the courtyard gate, she muttered: "Everything is good about being rich and noble, but he is too enthusiastic and can't stand it."

Aunt Zhang smiled, touched Fugui, and then followed Hua Zhi.

Qin Huai looked at Fugui looking at them eagerly, and was reluctant to speak: "Sister, shall we take Fugui?"

"It's approaching the New Year and there are so many people. It's not convenient to take Fugui with you. You can take him with you when you go to visit the Master. I'll leave and come back after buying New Year's goods."

"coming."

Fugui may have understood, and he no longer looked at them eagerly, but ran around happily in the yard.

It is also smart. It will not step on the vegetables and will only run where it can.

It doesn't matter if Fugui is left alone at home. If any dog ​​thief dares to come, Huazhi will let him come and go without return, and his hasty clone is at home.

Except for the unreliable one Qing Qing, every clone of Cao Cao is very trustworthy!

The three of them went to the streets in the city. Aunt Zhang and Qin Huai went to the street selling New Year's goods first, while Hua Zhi went to look for food first.

She walked to the shop she often went to and sat in the same place where she was familiar with the place: "Boss, the old style."

"Okay, here we come."