Zheng Youcai was brought home diligently, and Ma Chunya really wanted to give up the house where the couple lived.

How could Zheng Youcai agree? If he agreed, he would be living in vain, so he would naturally refuse again and again.

Ma Chunya said: "In that case, let's do this. You will be aggrieved and sleep with our big dog. Our eldest child's name is Mingshi, bright Ming, world's Shi."

"Good name" Zheng Youcai said politely.

Ma Chunya said with a smile: "It was originally a big deal, but in the end I asked the Siwei brothers to change it. In the future, if you understand the principles of the world, you can live in peace. I think Siwei said this well."

"It's very good. Then today I have to give in to this kid from Mingshi and squeeze in with an old man like me," Zheng Youcai said.

Ma Chunya immediately said: "Oh, what you said, uncle, what aggrievement he has for a bigger kid, that's his blessing."

As Ma Chunya took Zheng Youcai into his son's house, the conditions here were just like that. The place where Zheng Youcai lived was not a palace, and he didn't encounter Gu Siwei who was hungry for two of his three meals a day.

Even if he has lived a comfortable life these days, at Zheng Youcai's age and without even a descendant, how can he still care about this?

Ma Chunya was so enthusiastic. He arranged to enter the house and boiled water for Zheng Youcai to wash up. The guy waited on him for a while, which made Zheng Youcai feel embarrassed.

Waiting to return to the house, Sun Laibao asked: "Daughter-in-law, what are your thoughts?"

Ma Chunya smiled and said: "What do I have in mind?"

When Sun Laibao saw the proud look on his wife's face, he knew he had guessed correctly.

"Tell me, I don't have any idea about this." Sun Laibao pulled his wife to the edge of the bed and sat down, held her hands and began to act dishonestly.

Ma Chunya smiled and twisted twice, then let her husband do what he wanted.

After hearing his wife humming twice, Sun Laibao asked, "Are you going to tell me?"

Ma Chunya said: "I still don't understand this. I plan to let Mingshi learn basket weaving from Uncle Zheng."

Sun Laibao didn't understand what he heard, so he opened his mouth and said, "What's the benefit of learning this thing? Besides, it's useless to learn this."

Ma Chunya did not answer directly, but asked: "Do you think you see things more accurately, or do other brothers from the fourth dimension see things more accurately?"

Sun Laibao said: "Of course it's brothers Siwei who are right about things. If I were right, I would be living like someone else now."

"You're not too stupid! Think about it again, the people Siwei brothers spent money to support, and also let Liu Dezhu learn the skills from him, how bad can he be?

We can't see it, we just know that Uncle Zheng makes a basket or something that looks better than others, and the things he makes are also exquisite, but people in the 4D world may not see things this way, so we can't see this skill, but the 4D

It’s definitely good to know, but I’m afraid no one will know it in the future…”.

If Gu Siwei heard what Ma Chunya said now, he would definitely be very surprised. Even if he wanted to break his head, he could not imagine that Ma Chunya had such knowledge.

"You mean this technology will be of great use in the future?" Sun Laibao asked after hesitation.

Ma Chunya said: "I don't know either, but I think what Siwei likes must be useful. If not, it's just a craft he learned in the Ming Dynasty. Can you tell me that it's a bad thing if someone has the ability?"

"That's right!"

Sun Laibao nodded.

"That's what I think. The two of us are tied together, let alone the two of us. The people in the entire Zhuangzi are not as smart as the fourth dimension. From now on, we will keep an eye on the fourth dimension. If the fourth dimension goes east, we will go east.

If we beat the dog in the fourth dimension, we won’t chase the chicken. Even if we don’t eat the meat, we can still grab some soup and hit our mouth with it,” said Ma Chunya.

All along, Gu Siwei thought that his number one crush should be his own girl Sicui. In fact, he was wrong. The real number one crush in Zhuangzi should be Ma Chunya.

Sun Laibao was not stubborn with his wife. After hearing this, he nodded and said: "What you said makes sense. Neither of us has much knowledge. How can we compare to someone like Siwei who can read, read, and still get along?"

, just listen to you."

At this point, he laughed again and said: "I don't know what kind of madness this boy Dezhu has, why he fell in love with such a girl. It's weird that the family is not separated, and his appearance has been lost in vain."

"Hey, I'm thinking about you, why are you thinking about something dirty?" Ma Chunya said.

Upon hearing this, Sun Laibao immediately said: "Let's forget it. If you get involved with this kind of person, your life will be shortened. She only thinks about scheming others, and she doesn't think about who is stupider than her in this world. She really has a rotten gourd on her shoulders as a forehead.

Son, you look like you’re in a daze.”

Ma Chunya also said: "It's really strange. You should be knowledgeable, but how could you do this? You've only been married a few years ago, and yet you dare to open your mouth and say something about turning the table over when you're directly facing an elder.

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Dezhu is also a coward, he looks okay normally, but now he has become a real grandson. If my daughter-in-law talks to her elders like this, I would have slapped her with a slap in the face, why are you waiting for her to be arrogant? "

Ma Chunya treats her parents-in-law not too well, but not really bad, but that's just the way he is. He always fails to see his own shortcomings when talking about others, so it's not surprising that he comments on Zhou Lanbing like this.

People always have shortcomings. Treating your parents-in-law well, but being sincere is very rare. Most people can't actually get married as mother and daughter.

Sun Laibao is already satisfied if he can treat his parents like this. Not to mention this life, he also wants to live with such a good wife in the next life.

As the two of them were chatting, things started to get a little more serious.

Gu Siwei got up earlier than usual because she was going to the factory, so she got up early. Naturally, Hu Yanqiu also got up early. She had to make breakfast for her husband.

"It's great that you have a rest. Can't I do this little thing?"

After washing up, Gu Siwei hung the towel on the clothesline at the door of the house, came to Hu Yanqiu's side and said softly.

Hu Yanqiu said with a smile: "How can it be like this? Men go out to earn money and work, and women don't even make breakfast and lie on the bed with their bodies stretched out. That will make people laugh to death."

After hearing this, Gu Siwei said: "Then you have never seen that some women do not touch the beauty of love even after they get married."

"I don't believe it. The whole family must not starve to death," Hu Yanqiu said with a smile.

Hu Yanqiu was not Gu Siwei. How did she know that in a short time, many girls would no longer know how to do housework, and sometimes the rooms where girls lived were sloppier than those of boys.

Looking at these girls from the perspective of people at this time, their jaws would probably drop.

But these jaw-dropping ones must be accommodated, because maybe such a girl is their own granddaughter.

"If I'm not hungry, I'll have whatever food I have on hand delivered to my home," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

Hu Yanqiu said happily: "You are talking nonsense again and pointing out holes with your hands. If you don't have money, who will give you food?"

Gu Siwei smiled and said nothing. He must have thought of this group and that one. But just thinking about it, he was not happy to always order takeout. Otherwise, where would Gu Siwei's good cooking skills come from?

Yes, countless times of practice can achieve this result?

After a while, Hu Yanqiu prepared breakfast for Gu Siwei.

Breakfast is very simple. A plate of fried steamed bun slices. Cut one steamed bun into six or seven slices. Each slice is about one centimeter thick. Brush oil on the pan, then put the steamed bun slices in. Fry one side until brown, then

Switch to the other side. Sprinkle some salt water on the fried side when frying on the other side, so that there is salt and the fried taste is better than that of white steamed bun slices.

For Gu Siwei, this is not enough. When eating, he has to apply home-made chili paste and crispy steamed bun slices with salt, which makes him feel satisfied as soon as he eats it.

The happiness that eating this thing brings to Gu Siwei is much more exciting than eating a big meal in Hong Kong.

The steamed bun slices are considered dry, so how could Gu Siwei's breakfast be so thin and watery?

To go with the steamed bun slices, Hu Yanqiu made a bowl of soup. It was not the spicy soup that Gu Siwei often ate, but a small chowder soup with diced ham, diced tofu, shredded fungus, diced meat, etc.

If nothing else, just by hearing these diced ingredients, you will know that this soup is definitely not too unpleasant to taste. Even if you are a novice, as long as you don’t add the wrong salt or add too much salt, this soup will be delicious.

This is also the case. Gu Siwei drank a big bowl happily.

"Stop it, I'm full"

Seeing that his wife was about to serve him another bowl of soup, Gu Siwei immediately patted his belly to show that he was full.

"You can't eat at noon on the road, so eat more in the morning," Hu Yanqiu said.

After hearing this, Gu Siwei said happily: "You can still starve me? Don't you know that I am a mountain master? People also call me Tu Xingsun."

Hu Yanqiu was amused by Gu Siwei and joked: "How about you return Tu Xingsun in this way? If you dig into the ground, you are probably digging a tunnel, not Tu Xingsun digging a hole."

"Whatever my wife says is what I said," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

"No formality!" Hu Yanqiu said sweetly.

After eating, Gu Siwei couldn't wash the dishes, so he put his things on his back and got ready to set off.

Hu Yanqiu helped carry some, and when he arrived at Yinsong Cliff, he stopped and watched Gu Siwei get on the boat, and then floated all the way downstream. He didn't turn back home until the shadow was no longer visible.

As soon as he got home, unable to catch up on his sleep, Hu Yanqiu tidied up and started preparing breakfast for everyone.

Gu Siwei, on the other hand, was humming a little tune and patting his belly happily. He felt that his little life would not change even if it were an emperor. He happily walked all the way to the village. When he got to the shore, Gu Siwei was told what he had heard.

It broke through all the good mood.

Not angry, but surprised, what kind of words can be spread like this, and I have benefited from the Liu Fulin family's ancestral property.

If they had one at home, what would they have been doing?
Chapter completed!