Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Zhang Xingwang strolled back and took out the pig blood from the space before entering the door.

After he entered the room with the basin, he told Wang Xiulan, without waiting for her to ask, that the basin contained wild boar blood that he had just gotten. Then he turned around and saw his fourth sister tinkering with a slingshot with great interest.

Zhang Xingwang looked at the unmotivated girl and said with a straight face:

"Why didn't you leave? What about school tomorrow?"

"Brother, I'm going to take a day off tomorrow. I finally got home, so I want to spend more time with grandpa and grandma..."

Listening to the fourth sister's sweet voice and her well-behaved and filial appearance, Zhang Xingwang almost nodded subconsciously.

When he reacted and was about to teach her a lesson, the old lady came over, took the basin from his hand, and said softly to Zhang Xingwang:

"My dear grandson, you must be exhausted. Why are you angry with the little girl? Go to the kang and have a rest. It will be time for dinner soon."

After that, he said to the fourth sister unhappily:

"Ruonan, why are you grinning like an idiot? You don't have any wit at all. Take the basin to the kitchen. I'll teach you how to cook pig blood after dinner..."

When the fourth sister heard that she had to learn how to cook, she immediately looked sad. Just as she picked up the basin, she suddenly discovered that the wild boar blood was still a little warm.

He immediately trotted to the kitchen, then went to the courtyard wall, looked around for a long time, and came back dejectedly to eat.

The family sat together to have dinner. The dinner was quite sumptuous, but the atmosphere at the table was a bit solemn. Zhang Xingwang was still wondering, because in novels it said that if you brought back supplies or something, your family would be shocked and praise you nonstop.

Why did it go against common sense when it came to him? People who didn't know would think he had met with a disaster. It turns out that novels are all lies.

I only heard the old lady say to Zhang Xingwang earnestly:

"Xingwang, tell grandma, is it dangerous for you to get food? The family is not short of food this time, so don't send it back and forth anymore. No matter what you do outside, you have to know your limits and stop when you should. As the old saying goes, greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant..."

Zhang Xingwang subconsciously looked up and saw that everyone in the family was waiting for his answer. While eating, he made up a story to the old lady:

"Grandma, this is all legitimate. I just help people get involved. I don't get involved in transactions. There's no danger..."

Wang Xiulan was obviously relieved after hearing this. When she was about to speak, she saw her mother-in-law's warning eyes and immediately replied with an expression of "I won't ask anymore". Then the atmosphere at the dinner table gradually relaxed...

After listening to Zhang Xingwang's words, the old lady still frowned. Her grandson's words had a lot of loopholes. Matchmaking? Is it necessary to matchmake when distributing grain these days?

How many strings would be needed to exchange for so much food, not to mention the grapes from the south, but the old lady with limited knowledge couldn't think of anything else...

After dinner, the pouting fourth sister was called by the old lady to the kitchen to study by light. Zhang Xingwang looked at the old man who was leaning on the kang and eating grapes leisurely, and asked worriedly:

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? How about I take you to the hospital?"

The old man almost choked on his grapes after hearing this, and quickly replied:

"I'm fine physically, but my eyesight is not good, and I'm a little confused. I won't go to the hospital. Why waste the money? I can walk and eat at my age. I don't want to go to the hospital and suffer. It's normal for people to have some problems when they get old..."

"Let's go. I have an acquaintance in the hospital. The eye problem might be cataracts or something. They are minor problems. Just cut off some of it."

"Cut it off? Can you cut off the eyes? What kind of doctors do you know? The battlefield is so chaotic, but I haven't heard of them cutting off the painful part. Did the doctor learn this skill in the palace?"

"Well, I just scraped it off or pulled it off. It's just a little bit, it's okay."

"I won't cut them. I'd be fine if you weren't here. Besides, the southern grapes you picked this time are delicious. They look similar to those from your uncle Cai's family, but they're much better than his. His family only has 20 to 30 kilograms a year, and last year his daughter-in-law ate all of them before the team could distribute them..."

After hearing this, Zhang Xingwang immediately felt that there was nothing wrong with the old man's eyes, and quickly agreed:

"If you don't want to cut them, then don't cut them. What's the difference between grapes? They all look the same. You should rest early after eating them. Maybe resting for a few days will make them better..."

The old man was eating comfortably, but the more he looked at the grapes in his hand, the more he felt something was wrong. It would be fine if these grapes looked the same as those of Youcai's family, but this grandson had come to ask for the grape vine some time ago. Isn't this bullying his old eyesight...

The next morning, Zhang Xingwang went out for a stroll in the village. At home, Wang Xiulan and her grandmother were cleaning the kitchen. The old man said for some reason that he had insomnia yesterday and was still catching up on sleep.

It was the busy farming season and everyone had gone to work. The little girl was playing with a few other children under a tree, and the little ones all knew him.

Led by an older girl, they pushed and shoved over and asked in unison:

"Uncle Xingwang..."

They probably hadn't seen him before and looked a little shy. Two of them even stood there stupidly grinning at Zhang Xingwang, revealing their missing front teeth.

Zhang Xingwang found the little ones quite amusing. Including the little girl, there were six children in total. Not to mention that they were all tattered, they looked like mud monkeys. Except for their faces, there was no clean place on their bodies. Looking at their small bodies, it seemed that beggars in later generations looked more prosperous than them...

After everyone was given a piece of candy, the little ones regained their playfulness and started talking. It turned out that the village river was abnormally full today, and a few people were fishing for fish and shrimps in it. Not only did they get covered in mud, but they also didn't catch anything, and were chased back by adults passing by...

Seeing the two children biting their fingers subconsciously, Zhang Xingwang waved his hand, and in the expectant eyes of the little girls, he produced sweet potatoes from his pocket according to the heads, and received admiring glances from the little ones.

He let them roast it and eat it themselves, warned them not to go to the river, and then went to the river himself.

Looking at the not-so-wide river in front of him, Zhang Xingwang recalled the various swimming postures he had seen on TV in later generations.

I found a shallow pool where I could see the bottom, but after looking for a long time I still didn't dare to go into the water.

After thinking for a long time while facing the river, I felt that I should find someone more reliable to teach me how to swim, or figure out how to use space cheats. After all, I was still planning to go out and look for some idiots.

I don't know how Silly Moth is doing over there. According to her age, she should be back to school. There are ghost-fire boys all over the streets now. I don't know if she has become a traitor. It seems that I have to think of a way. I have to go over there to take a look this year...