Zhang Shi thought for a while and said: "But I still need to thank Lieutenant Peng. I will ask him for help after getting the other half of the money, otherwise the yamen will not know how long it will take. Tomorrow we will prepare some water gifts to go to Peng's Mansion, and we will also prepare some tea fruits.

, I would like to thank my neighbor for helping me these days. Madam, you should promise me this."

Mrs. Yu pursed her lips and smiled and said: "It sounds like I have nothing to lose. I will cook and prepare the food. Uncle will eat more today."

After saying this, Yu put the tender chicken in a bowl, heated the wine in a pot, and cooked a pot of vegetables.

Yu Shi poured two bowls of wine and said, "Uncle, would you like to drink one too?"

 “Thank you, sister-in-law.”

Yu Shi poured out another bowl.

 Zhang Shi drank half a glass of wine and suddenly said: "I wonder where my second brother is at the moment? Are you eating well? Are the clothes on your body warm?"

 Zhang Yue secretly sighed that his eldest brother still misses his second brother.

　　Yu shook his head, filled a bowl of rice and said, "Eat to your heart's content first, then drink."

"That's fine." Zhang Shi put down the wine and picked up the bowl.

 Zhang Yue also put down his wine cup, and now the whole family was eating heavily. Although there was meat in the meal, it was still the standard southern dish of "rice, rice, soup and fish" as Sima Gong said.

It is recorded in history that after the Jin army failed to attack the Song Dynasty, it withdrew northward and "abandoned the mountains of millet." However, the Song army "mostly came from Fujian, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang, and could not eat millet, so there were many dead every day."

 I also like to eat rice. If I don’t have a bowl of fragrant rice for a whole day, I always feel that something is missing and a little unsatisfactory.

 Zhang Yue watched Zhang Qiu put his face into the bowl and ate it, which was extremely sweet.

 Zhang Yue tore a chicken leg and put it into Zhang Qiu's bowl. Zhang Qiu raised his head, looked at himself with eyes full of little stars and said, "Uncle Third, can Xi'er be eaten?"

"Um."

 Zhangqiu glanced at Mrs. Yu, then picked up the chicken leg and took a bite, feeling full of happiness.

Zhang Yue also ate heartily. Finally, he scooped out the fish soup and soaked it in the rice. He ate it with a clatter of chopsticks, then walked to the bowl and washed the dishes with loofah pulp.

 In the past, when there were servants at home, he would just throw away the bowl, but now he can no longer live the life of a young master...

I heard Zhang Shi vaguely say to his wife behind me: "It's me who can't live up to my wife... It's me who failed to live up to my father's trust. I didn't manage the family well and take care of my second brother. It's a well-off family. So far, I can barely afford food and clothing."

, I’m really useless.”

 “Shilang, what are you talking about? Your family and everything will be fine, and your life will be fine in the future.”

 “I’m afraid that my wife will suffer a lot in the future...”

Yu said softly: "As long as you have me and Xi'er in your heart, no matter how hard it is, you won't have to suffer."

 The words gradually became softer, Yu put away the dishes, and Zhang Shi played with Zhang Qiu.

 Zhang Yue also finished washing his dishes, walked to the door and looked out.

At this moment, the sound of dusk drums was heard in Huanghua Temple on the mountain, and it was time for the monks to hold evening classes. Under the dusk, Shuinan New Street, which was usually noisy, also became quiet.

　　Lamps have been lit in the neighbors, old men are sitting at the table having wine and dinner, housewives are still busy in the kitchen, children are laughing and playing, and the aroma of the food is drifting far away along the night wind.
Chapter completed!