Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhao De coughed as if unintentionally and slowly finished the last bite of rice in the bowl.

"Do you really want to learn?"

It is normal for a man to like to teach others, not to mention that the little bully at home who has never been obedient comes to him for advice, so Village Chief Zhao is very arrogant.

"Learn, learn, learn from Dad, and I won't have to worry about not having a wife in the future."

In his heart, Zhao Ze complained about his father being a pig with a green onion stuck in his nose, but he still acted in admiration and nodded repeatedly.

"In fact, I look like your father. When he was young, he was a handsome young man in the surrounding villages. He was strong and good at work. There were many people who wanted to marry me."

"It's just that I have high standards and I only like good girls like your mother. So in order to date your mother, I often go to your mother's house to work and please my future father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"When I go to work in the fields, I always help your mother finish her work first, and then go to do my own work. From time to time, I will bring your mother some snacks, take her around the village, and chat with her in private."

"Of course, the most important thing is to have a good physique so that you can love your wife well in the future..."

Listening to Village Chief Zhao talking, Zhao Ze fell into deep thought and didn't notice that his parents were flirting with him in front of him, looking so shameless.

"Mom and Dad, I have something to do. I need to go out for a while. You don't have to hold the door open for me."

Zhao Ze turned his father's words over and over in his mind several times. Finally, he had some idea. He said hello to Zhao De and Liu Cuimiao, then rushed out the door and headed towards the back mountain.

Now the weather is cooler and it gets dark earlier. The sun has set just as Zhao Ze entered the mountain. Although Zhao Ze is very familiar with the back mountain, what he is looking for is deep in the mountains, so he groped for a long time. The moon was hanging on the treetops before he finally found the chestnut tree that he had accidentally seen some time ago.

When he and his younger brothers saw this tree before, they roasted and ate the chestnuts that fell to the ground. Now he fumbled around on the ground, but didn't find much.

Finally he took off his smock, stretched it out over his head, stepped back a few paces from the chestnut tree, then in a queer running motion he ran towards the tree and gave a fierce kick to the trunk.

The sound of chestnuts falling to the ground could be heard for a while. Some chestnuts also fell on Zhao Ze's head, but were blocked by the clothes he was wearing. Otherwise, the pointed shell of the chestnut would have definitely caused injury and bleeding even if it didn't make a hole on his head.

In the dark, I put all the chestnuts I could get into my clothes, carried a big bag of unpeeled chestnuts, and walked back home in the moonlight.

He lit an oil lamp in the room and adjusted the wick to make the light not too bright. With the faint light of the flame, Zhao Ze peeled the chestnut shells, revealing the brown chestnuts inside. He found a basket to put the chestnuts in, then lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, the clouds in the sky were just rimmed with a golden edge when Zhao Ze suddenly sat up from the bed, cursed in annoyance, and hurried out of the house to the woodshed.

Yesterday he was so focused on asking his father for advice that he forgot to find the cotton-fluffing tool and clean it.

A cotton-picking bow, a grinding board, a cotton-picking hammer and a pulling line are all the tools needed for hand-picking cotton.

Zhao Ze took all the things to the yard, fetched well water and linen, washed the dust off the cotton-fluffing tools, and then wiped them dry.

Because these things had not been used for many years, Zhao Ze used a lot of water, and the noise of drawing water and pouring water was quite loud. Liu Cuimiao was a light sleeper, so she put on an outer coat and saw her own little boy, who usually would not get up until the sun was shining, getting up and making trouble early in the morning. She found it really strange.

"The sun rises from the west? Why get up so early?" Liu Cuimiao joked.

"No, I promised to buy bedding for my sister-in-law today, but I forgot about it when I came back last night. So I got up early and washed the things."

Zhao Ze didn't look back, his hands kept moving. He had to finish it quickly. The tool for fluffing the cotton couldn't get damp, otherwise the new bedding would be stained with moisture.

"Then hurry up and do it. You have to do what you promised to others and you can't break your promise."

"Now that you've taken these things out again, you should buy yourself a new set. The one you have on your bed is too filthy. If someone comes to visit and accidentally sees all that stuff in your room, it will prove that you're a lazy person."

Every household has the habit of saving cotton. Since Zhao Ze didn't exchange for new cotton, Liu Cuimiao kept it for him. When villagers asked her to exchange for new cotton, she only exchanged the old cotton for them, leaving only the new and soft cotton.

"Well, after I finish my sister-in-law's house, I'll make a set for myself."

"Okay, go do your thing. Mom will go back to the room and lie down for a while."

Liu Cuimiao yawned and ignored Zhao Ze. She went back to the house and closed the door. Then her expression changed. There was no trace of sleepiness on her face. She walked back to the bed and woke up the village chief Zhao who was snoring loudly.

"Zhao De, wake up, our brat has finally come to his senses!"

"Yeah, that's good. Didn't I say that yesterday?"

Zhao De was still a little confused at the moment. He just replied casually, turned over and wanted to continue sleeping.

"Don't sleep, listen to me, I know now which cabbage our pig is trying to dig up!"

Liu Cuimiao was in high spirits at the moment. She slapped Zhao De on the back several times and finally woke him up. After hearing what his wife said, Zhao De finally became interested.

"who is it?"

Zhao De stood up and stretched, then he brought the pipe hanging beside the bed to his nose and sniffed it. All the sleepiness on his face had disappeared.

"I'm guessing it's most likely Xiaolian next door. Think about it, that brat usually doesn't like to talk to little girls, and the only one he's had contact with recently is Xiaolian.

Especially this morning, he took out the cotton fluffing tool that he hadn't used in years to make new bedding for Xiaolian, and now he is washing it outside! Isn't this obvious?"

"Oh."

Zhao De didn't react much. After all, he had been a village official for such a long time. He had already guessed about his son's lawsuit, but it was just a young man's matter and it was not appropriate for him to get involved.

"Why do you react like this? Our son finally learned how to do something good, and as his parents we have to help him. Do you think I should go over and speak well of him?"

Liu Cuimiao was very dissatisfied with Zhao De's indifferent reaction. She pinched her man until Zhao De cried out in pain, then she withdrew her hand with satisfaction.