Rebirth of Good, Virtuous and Evil

27 On this day, Uncle Li came to help the Liu family kill chickens.Zhang Zhifan was on the sidelines watching the excitement.

Li Erdan wiped his snot and made fun of it on the sidelines. "Zhang Zhifan, aren't you afraid? It's bloody."

Zhang Zhifan looked at Er Dan's sleeves that were about to turn into satin, and was troubled in his heart.How did this brat grow up to be a host of a local TV station in the future?When I was a child, I didn't know how to clean and bury it! "What are you afraid of? You didn't feel afraid when you ate it."

Li Erdan grinned: "What are you afraid of eating, and it's not bloody."

"Don't you eat the pig's blood too. Li Erdan, your snot is about to cross the river!" Zhang Zhifan's little friend lost his appetite.He felt that even though he hadn't dated him for a few years after graduating from junior high school in his previous life, as a child, he still had feelings for him.I have to contribute to his future growth.So the handkerchief his mother gave him was donated. "Wipe it with a handkerchief! Your mother said that your sleeves are impenetrable."

At this time Li Er was tucking his chicken arm, and when he heard Zhang Zhifan repeat what his wife said about his son, he laughed so hard that he almost let go of the chicken. "You two brats! Don't just make me laugh. Erdan, you can learn from Xiaofan! You're still a year older than him!"

Li Erdan pursed his lips in displeasure. "He's taller than me!"

Zhang Zhifan's black line is incomparable.Is there still my fault in the relationship? "If you wipe your nose with a handkerchief from now on, you will be taller than me by this time next year."

No matter how smart Li Erdan was, he was only a six-year-old kid who was ten months older than Zhang Zhifan. Zhang Zhifan had no heart.Thinking that I can be taller than Zhang Zhifan who is obviously younger and taller than me, this handkerchief is just a handkerchief!So little friend Li Erdan has since formed the habit of carrying a handkerchief with him.Even if I go to work in the future, I haven't changed this habit for a long time.In the era when paper towels were "running rampant" in the future, he missed marriage many times because he wiped his hands with his own handkerchief when eating. Of course, this is all something later. The key is that Zhang Zhifan didn't know about it...

Stewed chicken with mushrooms is one of the most tempting dishes in winter.Mushrooms and chicken nuggets are tossed up and down in the warm milky yellow chicken soup.Before the pot left the stove, Zhang Zhifan poured a bowl of hot soup to his grandmother.No salt or MSG, just as delicious as you drink.This is a pure natural taste, Zhang Zhifan squinted his eyes and thought.

Opening his eyes again, Zhang Zhifan saw a little tabby cat lying on the window sill of their kitchen.The little boy was skinny, looking straight at the food in the pot.Probably hungry.

Zhang Zhifan really likes small animals.But the family situation in the previous life was not as good as it is now.Although the aunt also took away more than half of Zheng Qingguo's property at that time, it was not like now that almost all of it belonged to her.And even now the aunt's money is only the aunt's money.Even if he knew that his aunt was really saving for himself, he didn't want to worry about anything.It's just that life can make the whole family live more comfortably.So adopting a stray cat should be fine, right?At least in this winter, it would be pitiful to freeze to death outside.Didn't Ao Feng say that they have to practice and accumulate cultivation, and saving the cat's life counts, right?

All right.To say a thousand words and ten thousand is just that Zhang Zhifan fell in love with this little cat.So he put down the chicken soup and jumped out.Standing far away from the cat, he squatted down, stretched out his hand and hooked it: "Mimimi, come and let me give you something delicious."

I don't know if this cat has been raised by people, but it is quite friendly to people.Unlike real feral cats are afraid of people.Seeing Zhang Zhifan hooking his hand, it immediately jumped off the window sill and walked over.The catwalk is serious, and it looks quite stylish.I went to Zhang Zhifan's hand and smelled it, and found the fragrant chicken smell, so I licked it.

Zhang Zhifan was overjoyed.This little guy is not afraid of people!So I hugged the cat without thinking too much.He is only five years old now, so naturally he doesn't have much strength, but it's still quite easy to hold a cat.It can be seen that the cat is indeed skinny.

Wang Qingyun saw a cat brought in by his grandson, and quickly asked, "Whose cat did you bring here?"

"Grandma, it was watching our stewed chicken on the window sill just now. It must be hungry. Look at how skinny it is. It must be kept by no one. Let's keep it. I like it very much." I gathered around.He knew that his grandma also liked small animals, and his grandma and mother fed the stray cats and dogs nearby for the unexciting things left in the small restaurant in his previous life.Basically the whole family is interested in furry.Not raising it is just that I didn't have that leisurely mind at the beginning.

Wang Qingyun was busy with dinner, so of course he couldn't touch the cat.However, although this kitten is thin, it looks clean and energetic, with big round eyes like grape grains, which is indeed rare. "I'm not afraid of people, maybe someone raised it. You give him soup and some food first, and then let him go. If someone raises it, it will go back. If it comes back, we will raise it." Anyway, she I feel that raising a cat is not difficult, it is nothing more than stuttering, and the cat does not eat much.Don't look at it and don't tie it down.The grandson likes things that are really nobody's, and have an extra bite of food.

Zhang Zhifan was happy.I quickly tiptoed and took out a small bowl from the bowl rack, scooped up a spoonful of rice, and put a spoonful of chicken soup in it to stir it up. "Mimi, come and eat."

The cat left after eating the bibimbap.Zhang Zhifan was very unhappy.He also slandered that the cat was really bad.After eating my own chicken soup and bibimbap, I turned around and left.Not even a "meow".But after he returned to the kang in the middle of the night, before he could fall asleep, he heard meowing outside the window.Zhang Zhifan immediately turned over and sat up, and opened the curtain of the small window beside his kang.With the moonlight, he could tell at a glance that it was the cat during the day.

Ever since Zhang Zhifan insisted on sleeping by himself, Liu Ying couldn't stand his son's indifference, so he asked a bricklayer to help him build a small kang for one person at the corner of the back room near the kitchen stove. Now that the curtain is hung, he can be considered People who have their own room.That is, the windows in winter are covered with window paper, and if you want to open it, you have to remove the window paper.So he subconsciously opened the window without opening it, and then remembered.Then he got on his shoes, put on a padded jacket and stole out of the house, and brought the cat in when he went outside.

That night, one person and one cat slept on their backs.When Liu Ying woke her son up the next morning, she found that there was an extra cat. Remembering what her son said at dinner, she knew in her heart that the cat had been brought in last night.Although she didn't think there was anything wrong with keeping a cat, she was just not satisfied with the fact that her son didn't open the door in the middle of the night without saying hello.

So Zhang Zhifan who had just woken up was given a night anti-theft education class by his mother.

Zhang Zhifan was taught humbly, and then picked up the cat that hadn't woken up because of their mother and son talking.Pointing to the cat's forehead, he said, "Did you hear that? If you go home in the middle of the night, you will be scolded! Don't come back so late in the future!"

Liu Ying was annoyed by her son. "You brat, I said you, you said cat! Hurry up and stop talking nonsense, your grandma has cooked all the meals."

Liu's breakfast is never fooled.Even when Wang Qingyun was still working back then, he did not lose money to his daughter in terms of food.Now that Zhang Zhifan is her darling, it is even more impossible for her to slack off.Basically, there will be porridge and side dishes every morning.Steamed buns, buns, pies and fried dough sticks can always be the same.If the leftovers from the previous night were meaty, they would not take them out, but would keep them until noon to reheat them.So breakfast is always healthy.

Today's breakfast is egg porridge with white flour steamed buns.Zhang Zhifan especially likes the steamed buns made by grandma, they are soft and chewy, and they are full of fragrance in his mouth.Because the dough is used to make dough these days, it must be neutralized with baking soda.Grandma has been doing it for decades, and there has never been a time when the alkali has become yellow and astringent.Zhang Zhifan learned the skill of making and kneading dough from his grandma. The small restaurant is so prosperous, and his grandma's contribution is also huge.

After the little cat was woken up, it meowed around Wang Qingyun.Wang Qingyun already knew that the cat came over in the middle of the night last night after listening to his daughter teaching his grandson.I also thought in my heart that this cat probably belonged to no one, so I raised it if I kept it.So I used the leftover chicken soup from yesterday and added it to the fresh rice porridge.The cold soup has become frozen, so it is suitable for mixing with hot porridge.

Zhang Zhifan looked at the frozen chicken soup and rice porridge, he clicked his mouth, then picked up the bowl: "Grandma, I want it too!"

Liu Su stood up and took the bowl from Zhang Zhifan's hand, got up and went to the kitchen to scoop him a spoonful of jelly chicken soup. "You are still greedy for cat food. Don't just eat thin ones, eat more steamed buns."

I don't know if it's because the cat food was prepared by Wang Qingyun. Since then, the little cat has followed Wang Qingyun around all day except when sleeping.It made her like this little guy more and more.

29 This day the factory is closed.The two sisters heard that the department store had some New Year's promotional items, which were fashionable items shipped from the south, so they made an appointment with a few neighbors' sisters-in-law and sisters to go shopping together.Zhang Zhifan was not at home either, but was dragged by his grandmother to the market.Although there is nothing missing at home, I haven't bought New Year pictures, calendars for the coming year, Spring Festival couplets with blessings and so on.Young people are not willing to choose this thing, and she is also happy to take her grandson for a stroll.The big market years ago was also very lively.

Because of his young age, Zhang Zhifan didn't go outside much except for a few alleys near his home.He remembers that when he was a child, he always felt that going to a department store was like traveling a long way when he only crossed three main streets.Now he can especially feel this kind of mood, because usually there is no chance to go out at all!

In memory, this big market was transformed into the largest farmers' market in Lingjing City after their bungalow was relocated.It can be regarded as the only little bit of thought that he retained from his childhood.In fact, he has no impression of what the market looks like at this time period, so it is also fresh to go shopping now.

These days, there are still some elderly people who sell Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters written by themselves, but more people like the new patterns with flowers printed on them.Zhang Zhifan saw an elderly man behind a stall selling dishes and bowls selling Spring Festival couplets written by himself, and he was immediately attracted by the words on them.

If you want to say which aspect Zhang Zhifan cares about the most related to study, it is his character.His handwriting was evaluated by his mother as crawling by spiders, chewed by dogs by his aunt, scratched by cats by his grandmother, and described by a teacher in all kinds of ways.He didn't care about that when he was a child.Like many ordinary children, when they see homework and take a pen, they will be upset. As long as they pick up a pen and paper, their buttocks will get big when they touch the chair.So I didn't care how ugly the words were.But after meeting Lin Jiang, he felt inferior.That kid's academic performance is not very good, but he can write well.Moreover, he had never learned any calligraphy, and he said "you can just write one stroke at a time!" which made Zhang Zhifan very angry.Anyway, after that, he began to pay special attention to the quality of other people's handwriting, and he could not move without writing. When he saw this handwriting today, he fell in love with it at that time. "Grandma! That old grandpa's couplet is beautiful! Let's buy it!"

Wang Qingyun followed his grandson's fingers and saw that small stall that was not eye-catching.Seeing the couplets that were half-opened, my eyes lit up immediately.That word is really beautiful!Immediately, he put down the printing goods in his hand and took Zhang Zhifan to the stall. "Brother, how do you sell this couplet?"

The old man seemed to have a bad business and didn't care much.But it seems that he is not happy to be so embarrassing by setting up a stall.So he didn't look up, but replied directly: "One dollar."

"Hey!" The spectators on the sidelines came first.That's right, one yuan is enough to buy meat and wine these days.Who would come to buy this handwritten couplet without gold edging?For the same price, you can buy a pair of big couplets and give away Zhang Fu, plus a bunch of window grilles.So two people who also saw that the handwriting was good gave up their thoughts, turned around and left.Of course the old man didn't see this.

Zhang Zhifan felt that his family was not short of money!He was thinking that he would be fine at home anyway, so he would buy a pair of couplets and go back to copy them by himself. He started practicing at the age of five.So he broke away: "Grandma! Buy it! How beautiful! It's called the one on TV... Oh yes, it's as beautiful as the one on the museum! Buy it, grandma!"

Wang Qingyun also felt that one dollar was not worth the money.But now she is also "not short of money" by her two daughters.For the Chinese New Year, it is rare for my grandson to like this couplet so much, so I took out a handkerchief from my pocket, opened it, and took out a one-dollar ticket. "Here you are. You can choose a pair of good words for family safety."