Chapter 4: Separation

After eating in the morning, Zhao Cheng, Wang Cuihua and Zhong Ziqi, Zhao Zhengan, went to Lizheng’s home. Li was a man in his early fifties. He was sitting in the courtyard with his little grandson and talking and saw them coming in. Lizheng was only slightly surprised, so he asked his son to take his grandson away.

Lizheng was in the kitchen and didn’t know what he was doing. He walked over when he heard the shouts. When he saw Zhao Cheng and his family, he immediately understood that Zhao Cheng’s family was going to be separated. It's really black-hearted to split up in two days. He is a straightforward person, bored in his heart, and his face is not so good-looking, and he does not care about the two sons and hugs the little grandson directly: "Come on, dear grandson, grandma will take you to eat delicious food."

The child took him away, Li Zheng got up and flicked his clothes and turned around: "Go into the house and talk."

Zhong Ziqi looked around for a while and secretly remembered the location of Li Zheng's house, and the last one walked into the house.

"Lizheng, today we are here to make a note." Wang Cuihua said impatiently.

Li Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Separate?"

"Yes, you see that Zheng'an is not young anymore. His brother will be married in two years. Our house is not enough to live in. I don't need Zheng'an to take care of them, so let's go out."

Lizheng ignored Wang Cuihua's muttering and asked Zhao Cheng, "You agree?"

Zhao Cheng nodded indifferently.

Zhong Ziqi looked at Li Zheng and nodded immediately: "Uncle Li Zheng, I also agree."

Now that both parties agreed that Li Zheng didn't talk too much, and found paper and pen to write all the points according to Zhao Cheng's statement, before signing, Zhong Ziqi suddenly said: "Emm, is it true that you don't need us to provide for the elderly?"

Wang Cuihua was anxious to sign, and waved impatiently, "I don't need you." It would be nice not to go out and make money.

"Oh, Uncle Lizheng, please write this sentence as well, and also write that we will not interfere with each other's finances after the separation of the family. We don't need to take a penny to provide them for the elderly, and they have no right to interfere with everything in our family in the future. ."

"This—" Lizheng didn't expect that Zhong Ziqi, a thin brother, was quite scheming, not as weak as the village said.

"Uncle Lizheng, you can see. Zhengan is a fool. Our family doesn't even have a labor force. We rely on me as a brother. I can't get the money to provide for the pension. We both have problems in our lives." Zhong Ziqi looked at Li Zheng pitifully, trying to arouse his compassion. He didn't know that his appearance was exactly the same as Zhao Zhengan's usual aggrieved appearance.

Sure enough, Li felt soft and sympathized with him: "Okay, do you have any objections?"

Zhao Cheng frowned, Wang Cuihua quit, he was still a little bit brainy, and the verbal words were different from the written words. He thought that if one day these two people became rich, then they—

However, Zhong Ziqi didn't give him a chance to open his mouth: "If Daddy Amu is not happy, can we split up a little bit more money? It is really difficult for us to support ourselves."

Sure enough, the two with small eyesight shut up immediately and agreed not to pay a penny for the two.

In this way, the two parties signed the agreement in triplicate, and the agreement came into effect.

When he returned home, Zhong Ziqi didn’t need Wang Cuihua to rush, and consciously went back to pack things and leave. In fact, there was nothing to pack. He didn’t bring many things, only two or three pieces of clothes, and Zhao Zhengan had even less. The clothes that are in good shape are still married. The king Cuihua deliberately rushed to change it for fear of bad reputation. It was old. The other clothes were basically tattered. There were a lot of big holes and small holes on the top. Zhong Ziqi wanted to throw it away, but thought of it. I don't know what life to face, so keep it.

When Zhao Zhengan saw Zhong Ziqi packing things up, he pulled his sleeves a little uneasy: "Daughter-in-law, don't you go, okay, fools will listen to you."

Zhong Ziqi didn't expect him to be quite sensitive. Putting aside the things in his hands, he warmly coaxed: "Didn’t you tell you that your name is Zhao Zhengan and you are not a fool? Or should we live elsewhere, OK? Only the two of us live together ."

Zhao Zhengan tilted his head and said, "Aren't you with Amu and Dad?"

"No, only the two of us." Zhao Zhengan happily clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, only with my wife."

Zhong Ziqi was helpless, let him call him, looking at him happy and remembering the scars on his body, when he took off his clothes to go to bed last night, he opened his clothes and looked at it. There were many long red stripes, obviously beaten with a stick. There were also some scabs or scars that came out, which shows how difficult his life in this family is.

Zhong Ziqi is a person with a somewhat indifferent nature. Deep down, he likes this kind of farmyard life. There is no intrigue and no sorrow. Although his current life is a little worse than what he imagined, his life must continue, and now he has A person who lives on him will starve to death if he doesn’t work hard, but he won’t have any regrets or troubles. This is also thanks to Zhao Zhengan’s face that first gave him a certain good impression, plus him He was obedient and unintentionally selling cute (stupid performance) how could he be hard as a rock in his heart.

Shaking his head, Zhong Ziqi packed up her things, wrapped them in a package and carried them on her back. After going out, Zhong Ziqi saw Wang Cuihua sitting in the hall. He walked over and shouted: "Eminem, we are gone!"

Wang Cuihua replied impatiently: "Let's go, let's take the food distributed to you, quickly take away the dishes and chopsticks. You are not allowed to pick the vegetables in the yard until you eat them." This is where you were before. They were all discussed, even though Wang Cuihua had 120 unhappy, it was not easy, and then she turned her head and walked away without knowing what she was whispering. Anyway, it wouldn't be a good thing.

Zhong Ziqi didn't care either, looking at the small half-bag of coarse grains, speechless, this Wang Cuihua was too picky, enough for a few meals? Very good, he keeps this account, don't ask him if you have the ability.

Kneeling down, Zhong Ziqi wanted to carry the coarse grains on her back, but her sleeve was pulled again: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Zhengan stretched out his hand to grab the coarse rice and carried it on his body: "Shen, I am carrying it." Then he lifted up the belt for daily necessities.

Zhong Ziqi was stunned, and some emotions in his heart flashed away, and he couldn't grasp it quickly.

After going out, he took Zhao Zhengan to the ancestral house. When he met the villagers on the way, he also greeted generously. When others asked him what he was doing, he didn't hide it, saying that he was separated and he went to the ancestral house.

After walking past the village and looking back, you can see several houses with uneven distances not far from the foot of the mountain. It is said that there were more people in Zhaojia Village than now, so the houses were built more backing the mountain, and some people moved later. After moving to death, the ancestral house was quite close to the mountain and it was not safe, so it was gradually abandoned and moved forward collectively.

The Zhao family’s house is well preserved, at least it hasn’t collapsed. Because the Zhao family moved late that year, they also came to live in later, so this house is well maintained, but the other houses are terrible, some collapsed. Halfway through, some have even turned into dust long ago.

What made Zhong Ziqi relieved was that these dilapidated houses were not connected, and few of them stood still. Otherwise, it will be scary and terrifying if someone hides here in the future.

Pushing the gate of the courtyard, the wood and stools are scattered all around, looking messy. Zhong Ziqi sighed and asked Zhao Zhengan to put down the things in his hands first, and drag him into the house to take a look. It was much better than he expected. The main house was a small house, and the main house was the main house when he first entered. There is a door on the side connecting two large bedrooms. The kitchen was built separately next to the main house.

Except for the old and dirty, at least it is okay to live in. If you look up at the least light-emitting area, you just need to clean it up. They only need to spend the first difficult days. He won't let If you are in this predicament, a good day is just around the corner.

"Daughter-in-law, where is this?" Zhao Zhengan looked at the unfamiliar place with some anxiety, stretched out his hand and quietly grabbed the corner of his wife's clothes.

Zhong Ziqi patted him on the head and said with a smile: "Zheng'an, this is our home, we will live here in the future, don't be afraid."

Zhao Zhengan received the comfort of his wife and he was no longer afraid, and immediately visited his new home with great interest.

Zhong Ziqi shook his head, and it was really good. He pinched his nose and walked into the bedroom on the left. Fortunately, the table and chairs were all there. He found a rag to wipe the ashes off the table and put the package on the table. Unwrap the package to find a rather torn piece of clothing, tear it apart as a rag.

There was a well not very far in front of their gate. After all, there was a well because they had lived in the past. Later, everyone moved to the place where they live now that the well was too far away and re-pierced it. Zhong Ziqi found a wooden barrel at a certain corner, and saw that Zhao Zhengan was still running around and said: "Zhengan, I will be back soon after I go out to fetch water. You will wait here for a while."

When Zhao Zhengan heard the words, he immediately ran over and took the wooden barrel in Zhong Ziqi's hand: "Daughter-in-law, Zhengan." After saying this, he happily ran to the well.

Zhong Ziqi suddenly realized that Zhao Zhengan had run to the well and was pushing the stone on the top of the well. He hurried over: "Zhengan, don't move! I'll do it, and be careful to fall down!"

Zhao Zhengan glanced at him suspiciously, slicked a bucket of water in his hand, and then looked at Zhong Ziqi with a look of praise.

Zhong Ziqi: "..." My worry is superfluous, isn't it? It's probably not too skillful to be so skilled. But looking at his bright eyes, he still said silently: "Zhengan is really good, but you have to be careful not to fall, you know?"

Zhao Zhengan got the silly joy of his wife's praise and satisfaction: "No, I do it often, and I will definitely not fall."

As expected, Zhong Ziqi sighed: "Then also be careful. I won't need you if you fall inside."

"A fool will be careful, don't want me from my daughter-in-law." Zhao Zhengan immediately grabbed his arm in horror, for fear of losing it to him.

Zhong Ziqi helped her forehead, really wanting to ask herself to say what she did, but it was quite useful: "Don't worry, I won't leave you behind, but do you want to listen to me? Also, if you call Zhao Zhengan, you are not a fool, let's talk about it. I'm a fool, I don't want you." Every time this guy calls himself a fool when he is in a hurry, somehow he doesn't want to hear it at all.

Back in the yard, Zhong Ziqi began to clean the house, wiping the dust, and Zhao Zhengan followed along with it, and the serious appearance made Zhong Ziqi amused.

"Is Ziqi here?" A familiar voice resounded outside the door, it was Zhao Ning who met that day. "Here!" Zhong Ziqi quickly put down her hand and went out to live. In the yard, Zhao Ning was standing with a kid holding something in his hand and looking around.