"Xiao Zhu, why do everyone in the town know me?"

On the way back, Zhao Qi was still struggling with this strange problem.

"Because... because my brother has loved to get sick since he was a child, the grandmother often takes you to the pharmacy for treatment, but it has never been cured. Instead, it has become more and more serious. Sometimes... sometimes..."

“How are you sometimes?”

"Sometimes when the disease is in trouble, I will take off all my clothes and run around the town..." Xiaozhu lowered her head and her face turned red.

"Well!"

Damn it turns out that he has done a pleasing activity like running naked, no wonder he is so famous in this town.

And I also instantly thought about why a group of prostitutes at the brothel door just now looked at him and laughed.

When Zhao Qi felt a feverish face when he thought of himself as a teenager who often ran around the street with a bird that was swept and froggy. It seemed that this foolish boy had done something bad now that he wanted to bear it, the big man. Is Qidian so unwilling to see me?

"Because my brother often runs away when he gets sick, and I can't catch up with him. The grandmother will scold me for not being good at it, and will beat me up angry..." Xiaozhu grabbed Zhao Qi's arm tightly, as if afraid that Zhao Qi would suddenly jump away again.

"Oh, I've made you suffer, don't worry, I won't run around in the future. I'll go to the dock to move goods in a few days. Don't tell the grandmother about this. When I save enough money, I'll buy a house in the town and move in together!" Zhao Qi touched Xiaozhu's head and comforted him.

"Don't my brother want to go to the pharmacy to help out, and he can learn medical skills from Dr. Lu. If my brother becomes a doctor in the future, everyone will respect you. Moreover, the houses in the town are also very expensive, and it takes hundreds of trump cards to afford them. It only costs one or two hundred cents a day to move goods on the dock..."

Facing Zhao Qi who suddenly changed his mind, Xiao Zhu was in a much cheerful mood after going out, and her speech was very organized, not as stupid as an ordinary farm girl.

"Being a doctor is not easy, and I don't want to study medicine either, let alone being a doctor can't save Da Song... Let's talk about this later. By the way, do you still remember where your hometown is?" Zhao Qi shook his head and changed the topic.

"I... can't remember it anymore. I was only five years old at that time. I only knew that it was very far and far away. After walking for several months, my parents died. Later, the grandmother spent money to buy me..." Xiaozhu replied in a depressed mood.

"Even if I can't remember it, I can't remember what happened before. Let's be two fools together!"

"Brother is not a fool. He saved someone just now, and even Dr. Lu praised you!" Xiaozhu's face showed a hint of relaxation and smile that he had never seen before.

The sky became darker and darker. The two of them walked and ran back to the broken kiln. The sky was completely dark. However, the harbor in the distance was still brightly lit, and you could see many lanterns hanging on the masts of the sea ship, one by one, one by one, as bright as stars.

Zhao Qi was completely hungry and put his chest on his back. He didn't care about resting, so he asked Xiaozhu to find a pottery basin, opened a bag of rice noodles sent by Yang Dayuan today, scooped out a large scoop of flour, added water and made dough, and then let Xiaozhu boil half a pot of boiling water, pulled the kneaded dough into thin dough with his hands and threw it into an iron pot to cook.

This kind of noodles is a local specialty noodles in Chongqing. Because it looks like a quilt, Chongqing people call quilts a bedding, so it is called a bedding surface.

This kind of noodles usually has to be poured with a large spoonful of braised beef or fat intestines, shredded pork, etc., to make it delicious. However, Zhao Qi's family is poor and has nothing except a little salt, so Zhao Qi can only give in.

When Zhao Qi was busy, Xiaozhu was diligently helping to boil water and firewood beside him. Soon the snow-white dough began to roll in the iron pot, and a unique fragrance of pasta spread out in the ruined temple.

“Tu tu tu tu…”

Accompanied by the sound of a crutch, a hunched and old figure slowly emerged from the room.

"Grandma~" Xiaozhu stood up nervously, so scared that she didn't dare to look up.

"Go and take out the bowl and wash it!" said the old woman, then slowly walked to a broken wooden bench next to the pile of firewood with a stick, sat down, and sat down without saying a word to watch Zhao Qi cook noodles. Her old cheeks looked a little weird under the light of the fire. After enduring it for a long time, she asked hoarsely: "What kind of pasta is cooked by grandson? Why have I never seen it before!"

"Grandma, I just think the batter is not easy to pick up. It will make it easier to cook it like this!" Zhao Qi explained very carefully.

"The old lady has eaten soup cakes before, but the south produces rice, and the country people eat less pasta, and people in the capital eat a little more. I heard that they are rolled into strips or pinched into stews. This way you cook is more convenient, one by one, like a quilt..." The old lady showed a smile on her old face.

"Then according to the grandmother, this is the quilt soup cake!" Zhao Qi also agreed with a smile.

"Son, you're all the time, and I feel much more comfortable and relaxed. It's a pity that your parents died early and I didn't see you growing up. I'll borrow some money from my neighbors tomorrow, sell some incense wax paper money, and take you to the grave of my parents to recognize the location, so as not to become lonely ghosts. In the future, during festivals, I can make some incense money, cough cough..." the old woman said with a cough.

"I was also about to ask where your parents' grave is. You don't have to borrow money tomorrow. I just borrowed two hundred Wenhuizi from Uncle Dayuan to go to the pharmacy to buy some ointment for Xiaozhu. However, Dr. Lu confiscated the money. I will go to the town to buy some incense and candles tomorrow. Uncle Dayuan also said that he was discussing with the liquor to repair the statue of the mountain temple today. I also want to help!"

"Well, it's right for you to help. Thanks to Dayuan and his friends over the years, our family survived. The old woman has experienced so many things, so she has seen through them. What officials, emperors, are all black-hearted people and are not worthy of respect. Only these villagers are sincere and kind. If you get rich in the future, don't forget these villagers..."

"Brother, the dishes are washed!" The mother-in-law and grandson nagged about some homely routine, and the noodles in the pot were almost cooked. Xiao Zhu handed over the washed pottery bowl.

"Bitch, you have to call me a young master!" The old woman, who had a kind face, was furious and raised the crutch in her hand.

"Grandma, please spare me, I will never dare to do it again!" Xiaozhu was so scared that she knelt on the ground and shivered.

Zhao Qi quickly pulled Xiaozhu behind him and blocked it. At the same time, he grabbed the crutch and said seriously: "Grandma, don't beat Xiaozhu in the future. I asked him to call him that, otherwise people would joke everywhere when going out. It doesn't matter if my grandson was a fool before, but now he is cured of the disease, so he still needs some face!"

The old woman was stunned for a long time and took back the crutch, and stole it heavily on the ground and said, "Well, I bought it to take care of you. I will call you brother when I go out, but I have to call you a young master at home, otherwise there will be no inferiority!"

Zhao Qi sighed and was a little amused and laughed. While picking the face, he said, "Grandma, are you hiding something from me? We don't seem to be a local family. Didn't the family have a lot of money before? Maybe it's still a wealthy family?"
Chapter completed!