After collecting the cottonseeds, Liang Han got up and stretched his body.

Seeing that it was time to cook, he was also hungry. He went to the main room to have a look, and saw that the door of the back room was still closed. He should have fallen asleep when he heard the movement.

He didn't go to call Zhang Qingzhu, but turned around and went out to prepare lunch.

The leftover noodles in the morning are enough to eat a meal of noodles. With cabbage, it is appropriate to eat salty noodles at noon. It's just that there is no green onion, no ginger, and no peppercorns, so this meal is naturally made to do.

The noodles here are not the fine white noodles he usually eats. The flour is coarsely ground and the skin is attached, but even so many people can't eat pure wheat flour. All have to be eaten with some grains.

After the noodles were ready, Liang Han went to pat the door of the back room: "Zhang Qingzhu, it's time for lunch, you should get up."

When it's cold, people like to stay in bed. The state is always not wanting to get up.

Hearing Liang Han's voice, he quickly woke up, and his response was a little slow: "...Eat? Oh, I'll get up."

After Liang Han heard his reply, he went back to the kitchen and put all the noodles in the pot into the large porcelain.

In the basin, first brought it to the main room, and then went back to get a bowl and brought a bowl of water to Zhang Qingzhu by the way.

When he saw someone came out, he said to him, "Rinse your mouth with water."

Zhang Qingzhu yawned, picked up the bowl and went out to rinse his mouth and came back to see Liang Han serving noodles, and asked curiously, looking at the noodles in the basin, " Why is it different from the morning?"

Of course it is different from instant noodles, but he can't explain it according to the truth, because he knows that even if he tells the truth, people may not believe it.

Liang Han smiled and explained to him, "It's very difficult to make noodles in the morning, and there are no materials at home."

Zhang Qingzhu glanced at him suspiciously, thinking that the noodles in the morning are so delicious, it should be really difficult to make: " Well, trust you once. Don't let me catch you stealing it yourself, or I won't be happy."

Liang Han thought he was raising the uncle, and said with a good temper: "No, I will tell you if I do it."

However, he was a little worried for a moment.

Although instant noodles are not a good thing, they can't be bought in this world.

When it arrived, there were still thirty packets left, and it was gone after eating. He couldn't help but hope that Zhang Qingzhu would go home quickly, so that he wouldn't have to chase him for instant noodles in the future.

After lunch, Liang Han glanced at Zhang Qingzhu, who was snoring and eating noodles on the main seat next to him, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you really planning to live here?"

Zhang Qingzhu looked up at him and lifted with a bad expression on his chin, he said, "Didn't I say it all, I'll say it again!"

Liang Han worried: "But, how can I stay at that night?"

Zhang Qingzhu said domineeringly: "Anyway, I live in the main room. You are not allowed to live in the same house with me."

Liang Han disagreed: "This will not work, the other two houses are not cleaned up without a kang. Besides, there are not so many quilts in my house, so how can I live? We have to, let's say it first, either you go home or I live in the main room."

"No! I won't share a room with you." Zhang Qingzhu firmly disagreed.

Liang Han smiled good-naturedly and suggested, "Then you can go home and live."

Zhang Qingzhu was unhappy: "How could I let you go so easily!"

Liang Han said very single: "If you don't want to go, I have to live in the main room anyway."

After speaking, he wanted to continue to convince him to go home, "Actually, you really don't need to grind with me here, don't I promise not to pester you again?"

Zhang Qingzhu said with a cold face: "I'm so stupid to believe you. I don't know what the hell is going on in your heart! If you dare to hurt me, I can't let you live in peace."

Liang Han said with a worried sigh: "...Anyway, I live in the main room. , you don't want to share a room with me, you go to another room."

Zhang Qingzhu was not happy: "No, why do you live in a room with a kang, and let me go to the cold, no way!"

Liang Han continued to advise him to go home: "Then you go home, don't you have a kang to sleep when you go home?"

"No!"

"You!...Then we are in the same room! Either you go home, or we are in the same room, we have no other choice! Otherwise, I will coax you out." Liang Han said firmly.

Zhang Qingzhu glared at him stubbornly, but Liang Han didn't see him bow his head to eat noodles.

Zhang Qing slapped the table angrily: "Okay, but if you dare to touch me, I will castrate you! ... Bring me the garlic!"

Seeing that the problem was solved, Liang Han obediently went to get him the garlic.

Zhang Qingzhu looked at him and became angry: "You peel it for me!"

Liang Han looked at him helplessly: "Okay, you are the ancestor, okay, I will serve you!"

Zhang Qingzhu raised his head and said confidently: "You should serving me, you deserve it!"

Liang Han, who was bowing his head and peeling garlic, said insincerely: "Okay, I deserve it."

Zhang Qingzhu said willfully: "Tomorrow I will eat the noodles in the morning!"

Liang Han thought about it. Thinking also agreed, but he appeared embarrassed and said, "I can make it for you, but that side is particularly difficult to make. I won't be able to eat it tomorrow, so I have to wait for another five days."

It's okay to let the other party stop for a while, and think of a way to send this god away during this time.

Zhang Qingzhu pursed his lips and expressed his dissatisfaction, but seeing that he really couldn't do it, he reluctantly nodded his agreement.

Liang Han handed the garlic clove to the other party.

Seeing that he was eating honestly, Liang Han thought to himself that he must not discuss matters at the dinner table in the future.

After the meal, Liang Han was naturally still washing the pot and the dishes.

Zhang Qingzhu came here just to find fault and enjoy, and count on him for help—don't even think about it.

After Liang Han tidied up the kitchen, he thought that he would be fine at home, so he decided to go to the mountain to chop firewood, and save enough firewood to use before the heavy snow closed the mountain.

He wiped his hands and said to Zhang Qingzhu, who was leaning against the door frame, "I'm going to chop wood, you can close the door at home. In fact, if you feel bored in my house alone, you can go home, really."

Liang Han couldn't help but advise him to go back again.

Zhang Qingzhu glanced at him and entered the room.

Seeing this, Liang Han could only go out with a hatchet and a rope.

The so-called "seeing the mountains" is a dead horse.

Therefore, although it seems that the Nanyu Mountains are quite close to the village, in fact, he has to walk for a quarter and a half to reach the foot of the mountain.

According to the rules of the village, the trees on the mountain cannot be cut down at will. Liang Han picked up branches along the way, and occasionally chopped down some branches, some small overgrown trees, and dead trees.

He found himself a lot stronger, and chopping wood was not a difficult task for him.

He chopped all the way and walked, throwing the chopped wood on the ground, thinking about picking it up when he went back.

While walking into the mountains, he saw a hare with a broken leg.

He hurriedly chased after the rabbit, grabbed the rabbit, and held it in his hand, "I'm lucky, I didn't expect to encounter a wounded rabbit."

Looking at the gray-furred hare, "There's no seasoning at home, and it's not delicious either. Take it home and raise it first."

He smiled and said to the rabbit, "Rabbit, rabbit, if you are really unlucky to die, you will naturally have to cook lunch."

He was lying on the table in the main room and thinking about things.

Zhang Qingzhu heard the sound of the door and saw Liang Han came in with a rabbit carrying a firewood.

He was struggling to decide whether to stay here or not, and he felt unhappy when he saw Liang Han.

He naturally didn't want to make Liang Han happy, so he decided not to leave, and he had to toss the other side enough.

Seeing Liang Han's smile on his face, Zhang Qingzhu seemed to be in a good mood, so he stepped forward and deliberately stabbed him.

"Where did you get the rabbit? You didn't steal it, right?"

Liang Han knew that he was not happy and wanted to find fault, and he didn't want to.

Knowing him in general, he took the rabbit and showed him, "What's the look? It's obviously a hare. I picked it up on the mountain. I'm going to raise it for a few days. I don't have any seasoning at home

"There is no seasoning, you don't want to cook it for me on purpose!"

"What did you say, why would I deliberately not give it to you?" Liang Han said and deliberately stretched the rabbit out to him, "Do you dare to kill it? If you can kill it, I will cook it for you tonight."

Looking at the hare that was flapping its hind legs, Zhang Qingzhu frowned, then glared at Liang Han. "Since there is no seasoning, why should I kill it, it's a waste of things!"

Liang Han said with a smile: "Then keep it first."

He said angrily, "Whatever you want."

After speaking, he turned around and went back to the house.

Seeing this, Liang Han smiled, whistling in a good mood and went to the backyard.

First put the firewood on the ground, and then find a basket to put the rabbit in. The hare has sharp teeth and burrows. It is quite troublesome to raise, especially now that there is no grass for it to eat, so it has to be fed vegetables.

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ELC: Looks like ZQ is more like a rabbit who bite in a hurry ahahha! (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥

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