It was dawn the next day, and Zhou Lang got up. Their restaurant usually made steamed buns and some naan pancakes for breakfast in the morning. He woke up early, but when he saw his fourth brother sleeping soundly, he

He lay still and then fell asleep again.

At this moment, he finally couldn't lie down anymore. He got up, got dressed and got out of bed. Then he went to grab Wu Lang and Li Zhong Liwei, and whispered: "Get up quickly."

The three of them squeezed into the quilt, their heads almost buried in the quilt. Zhou Lizhong muttered: "Why are you getting up so early? The restaurant doesn't open for breakfast today."

"Then we still have lunch. We need to buy some ingredients." Zhou Lang finally woke them up after a lot of effort.

Zhou Lang couldn't help but continued to sleep soundly. Wu Lang couldn't see it, so he patted his fourth brother and said, "Fourth brother, why are you still so lazy?"

Zhou Lang's snoring paused for a moment, then he turned over and continued to sleep.

Although he was reluctant, Zhou Lang finally went to the restaurant with Zuo Lang and the others.

The streets have become popular in the cold weather. Most of the food restaurants are open. Some people have set up stoves outside to sell naan bread, and some people have set up stalls to sell noodles.

Liu Lang stopped in front of a stall and bought ten large naans.

Zhou Lang: "...Our family is a restaurant, and you still buy it from outside?"

Saturday Lang: "You guys, I'm going to open the door now. Where can I cook something for you?"

Zhou Lang muttered, "I'm still not as good as my sister-in-law. I pour a bowl of noodles and she can pull out the noodles right away..."

Saturday Lang ignored him and went straight to the restaurant. Friday Lang had already driven the mule cart to the back door and stopped it. He opened the store door from inside and everyone moved the door panels back.

The naan pancakes were still warm. Everyone shared the pancakes, and Zhou Lang took an extra one to the next door. The Zhou brothers couldn't help but look up at each other.

Zhou Liulang looked back at Zhou Lizhong and Zhou Liwei, frowned and said: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Your mouths are dry. Come here and serve the mutton soup."

The two of them came to their senses and immediately caught up with naan cakes in their mouths.

Next door is a mutton restaurant, which only sells mutton soup made from mutton bones and scorpions in the morning. Lunch and dinner are more varied. His mutton and mutton soup are quite famous on this street.

Liu Lang bought five bowls of mutton soup, keeping one bowl for himself, and asked Zhou Lizhong and Zhou Liwei to carry two bowls back.

He handed the naan bread in his hand to the old man Qiu who was guarding the stall, and then he took a bowl of mutton soup and sat in their shop to drink it.

Old man Qiu took the naan cake without being polite, poured himself a bowl of mutton soup, and added some mutton scorpion for Liu Lang, then sat opposite him and ate, and asked with a smile: "Your shop closed early yesterday, today

I didn’t go to the morning market either. Is there something going on at home?”

Saturday Lang nodded, "My fourth brother is here, so let's go home and take a look."

"Hey, that particularly handsome young man who came back with you just now is your fourth brother?"

Saturday Lang nodded.

Old Man Qiu laughed: "Your brothers, nephews, and nephews all look alike."

That's true, his mother said they all look like dad, especially his fourth brother.

"Your fourth brother is here too. Will everyone in the family move to the capital?"

"That's not true. We still have a lot of fields at home. How can we come to the capital?"

Old Man Qiu was a little disappointed. He looked up and saw his daughter coming out. He smiled, stood up, picked up the bowl and said, "Pei Niang, come and see the stall. Dad will go behind to see the mutton that was just delivered this morning."

Qiu Peiniang agreed, stood in front of the stall, opened the lid of the pot, stirred it, let the aroma float out, and then closed the lid.

She talked to Saturday Lang as usual, "Brother Saturday, what do you have for lunch?"

Saturday Lang said: "It's almost the same as yesterday."

He looked up at Qiu Peiniang, hesitated for a moment and asked: "Pei Niang, have you ever thought about leaving home in the future?"

Qiu Peiniang was startled for a moment, then her face turned slightly red. She poked the charcoal in the large stove and whispered: "I never thought that my parents are in the capital..."

Liu Lang felt that she had misunderstood him, so he frowned in distress and thought, "Well, I didn't mean that. I meant, not to go to my house, but to go somewhere else..."

Qiu Peiniang's face changed, she turned pale and said: "Somewhere else? Where?"

"Just anywhere, walking everywhere, no matter where..."

Qiu Peiniang's face darkened, she put down the wooden stick with a clang, and said solemnly: "No, I won't go anywhere, just stay with my parents in the capital?"

Zhou Lang, who was hiding behind the door of his shop, patted Zhou Lizhong's head hard and whispered: "Lao Liu is really stupid, he can't even say a word."

Zhou Lizhong:... Why did Uncle Six beat him if he couldn't speak?

But they were not far from the boiler at the moment. He was afraid of disturbing the two people over there by speaking, so he could only admit it in frustration.

Zhou Lang probably knew that what he said was misleading, but he didn't know how to explain it. He opened his mouth and was speechless for a while. He could only say dryly: "I didn't mean that..."

But what exactly it meant, he couldn't tell.

Zhou Lang and others who were beside him were so anxious that they could hardly help but stamp their feet. Zhou Lang patted Zhou Lizhong twice and whispered: "Why is the sixth child so stupid? He can't even say nice things?"

Zhou Lizhong:...Why are you beating me?

The four people huddled behind the door and muttered, not enough to show their heads. They continued to listen with their ears pricked up. Suddenly a voice sounded, "Fourth uncle, fifth uncle, what are you doing?"

Qiu Peiniang, whose eyes were red, turned around and saw several heads crowded behind the door of the Zhouji Restaurant next door. They were lying behind the door frame.

Her face became darker and darker.

Zhou Lijun's expression was not good either. He stood in front of the street, pinched his waist and said angrily: "Why didn't you wait for me in the morning? I called you from behind, but you refused to stop. Do you know that I chased you out of the alley?"

Four people:……

After hearing this, Liu Lang came out:...

They really don’t know…

Zhou Lijun exhaled angrily, snorted, then turned to Daji who had sent her over and said: "Uncle Daji, you have breakfast in the store first and then go back. Fourth uncle, you said you wanted to go see Zheng Zheng with your sister-in-law.

The big shopkeeper ran out alone, will my sister-in-law wait for you or not?"

Zhou Lang: ...I forgot all about it. I just thought about seeing Mrs. Qiu.

Zhou Lijun let go of the anger in his chest. When he looked up, he saw Qiu Peiniang's red eyes. She paused and stepped forward with concern: "Sister Qiu, what's wrong with you?"

It was a good thing that no one asked. As soon as someone asked, Qiu Peiniang's eyes became even redder. She didn't know if she was smoked by the hot soup. There were tears in her eyes, so she turned around and went to the backyard.

Zhou Lijun saw it and immediately followed him.

It happened that someone came to buy soup. Zhou Lang hesitated for a moment, then silently stepped forward to help look after the stall.

Zhou Lang's liver ached, "When did the sixth child become a dull gourd?"

Friday Lang was often with Saturday Lang. Hearing this, he said: "What's the point? Fourth brother, haven't you become more cunning?"

Zhou Lang had a toothache, "Your mouth has never changed."
Chapter completed!