Chapter 232: Gods also have homes, no surplus food at home

"mom……"

Zhou Cheng shouted softly, and there was an unsuppressed sadness in his voice. He hadn't seen it for many years, more than just billions of years. Silent tears, led the line and slid down Zhou Cheng's drooping face, splashing a slight smoke on the mud in the house. The house still hadn't changed, the ground that didn't even have cement.

Everything is exactly the same as Zhou Cheng’s memory, no, not the same, but this is originally Zhou Cheng’s home. The home has not changed, but Zhou Cheng has changed a lot.

"Baby? Your maid is back suddenly? Really, I didn't call your uncle's phone in advance and told us. Your dad took the vegetables to the street early this morning. If he had known, he would ask him to bring some meat back!"

Zhou Cheng's mother quickly stood up from the stool and picked up the child who had not finished feeding with one hand, but hurriedly pulled Zhou Cheng with the other hand and said blamingly:

"Huang'er, she's so old, why are you crying? Get up quickly!"

"Mom, are you doing well?"

Zhou Cheng knew that they were definitely not doing well, but he also wanted to ask, not that he wanted to know any good news, but that he just wanted to vent his uneasiness. After all, he was used to being free in the mythical era. It can be said that everyone in the world would win. However, his family did not escape from reincarnation, and even food, clothing, housing and transportation were problems.

Alas, gods have homes, and there is no surplus food at home!

"Zhengwa, aren't you having a fever? Just say nonsense. Didn't you send your salary back last month? Look, this jacket was bought with your salary. Erwa has also been sick several times. It's not the money you sent back, so your father and I have to borrow it!"

Zhou's mother reached out to touch Zhou Cheng's forehead and confirmed that he did not have a fever. She pulled him up. The rural women were still very strong, although Zhou's mother was already forty-six.

The second baby in Zhou's mother's mouth is the little Shiqi who had eaten and drunk enough in her arms and fell asleep. Her full name is Zhou Shiqi. Zhou Cheng didn't care about the mud on his knees. When he wiped the tears from his face with his sleeves, he reached out to hug his younger sister.

"Mom, can Shiqi speak?" Zhou Cheng clearly remembered that the so-called salary last month was only 600 yuan. A salary of over a thousand words must be kept enough for himself to eat. But even this six hundred yuan can handle the critical matters at home. As for adding a small jacket to my younger sister, Zhou Cheng was still very satisfied. Although the landlord's family did not have surplus food, the younger sister still couldn't endure too much.

Zhou Ma frowned slightly, and said with some anxiety: "Erwa is over one year old and doesn't know how to speak. No one teaches her or makes a fuss with her. This countryside is not as good as the city you stay in. There is no one for vacation or something. Sometimes I'm too busy. Once I don't pay attention, Erwa will crawl around on the ground to play. Erwa's health is not very good, and his parents are useless. He eats less than other people's children in towns, and his nutrition cannot keep up with it."

"Then, buy some for her. It's not expensive anyway. I will work hard to make money." Zhou Cheng looked at the sleeping girl with fair skin. Although he could tell at a glance that she was not in good health, she was indeed much better than when she was a child.

"The money you send back every month always needs to leave some emergency response. The second child is sick and needs to spend money. Farming and buying fertilizer, seeds, etc. It also costs money. Moreover, your grandmother is in poor health and has been sent to the hospital several times. Several sons have divided it up and it is two or three hundred a month. Recently, I am not in good health. You have to remember to go and see her after you finish your meal."

Zhou Cheng listened, unable to tell whether he was sad or indignant. His parents worked from morning to night every day, but his income was at the bottom. Perhaps it was because the value created by labor was not very high, but those super high medical expenses, rising crops and rural welfare gaps were fluctuating the nerves of this family at all times.

A disease can completely destroy this family if it is just a disease. Zhou Cheng couldn't help but think that in the future, the poor people in the world must be able to get sick and treat the disease.

"How is Dad's health recently?"

"Your dad is in good health, but he always says he is very tired when he goes to bed every night. Fortunately, he doesn't smoke or drink, so he is in good health!"

It’s okay if my mother doesn’t say it, but Zhou Chengru feels uneasy. Since childhood, he has seen his father smoke and drink many times. However, these cigarettes and alcohol are given by friends or relatives and friends, and his father never spends money to buy them. But he accidentally heard his father say that smoking actually makes him feel less tired...

"Fuck the kid!" A thick shout came from outside the door. Zhou Cheng knew that his father was back, so he hurried to open the door. It turned out that his father had returned with unsold food.

"Hshe is back? He doesn't call him. The child is still in the house, right? I'll hold the child and you go cook!"

"Dad, I'm back!"

"It's good to come back. If you want to come back, you'll want to come back, and the fare will be too expensive." Zhou's father also had a vicissitudes of life, his face was darkened by the sun. However, when he saw his son coming back, his awakened daughter was smiling without knowing anything. Zhou's father also smiled, which was a satisfying smile.

"Dad, you've been too tired in the past two years. You've lost so much hair on your head." Zhou Cheng noticed that his father was wearing a hat on his head on a hot day. He knew that it was because he lost some hair, so his mother prepared a hat for his father.

"It's okay, are you a human being? You always have to grow old. Although I'm a little tired, you can work now. My little sister is also very good. I'm very satisfied. After working hard for twenty years, your little sister will grow up!"

The father's vicissitudes of life was filled with a few helplessness in life, but more of it was satisfaction with his children. The eldest son was at least working and the family didn't have to pay money. Instead, he sent money to the family every month. Although it wasn't much, he knew that his son had done his best.

"How is your job? Are you getting along well with your colleagues?" Zhou Dad remembered many TV series broadcast on the old TV. In his opinion, the city is a place full of crises, full of open and secret struggles, there is nothing short of money, there is only one thing and human touch.

"Everything is good!" The answer was filled with a hint of bitterness. He was indeed very good. He had been free for billions of years and had never lived a life. Instead, his family was forgotten in this time and space. Zhou Cheng knew that his father was a person who had never been out of a hundred miles in most of his life. His perspective was that old TV.

"Rural children will inevitably be less rich than urban people, but you remember that as long as you don't feel inferior and don't give up, you will be better than them one day. In life, many accidents may make you better, become powerful, or make you penniless overnight. The key is to have the determination not to give up." Zhou's father was enlightening his son, but he was not enlightening himself. He worked hard all his life, but for various reasons, he was trapped in this poor valley.

"Dad, why didn't you continue to study back then?" Zhou Cheng wanted to ask this question for many years, but he used to have an inexplicable sense of fear of his father, but he dared to ask at this time.

"Oh. I had a good grade back then, and I should have happened to be in the 1978 exam for the resumption of the college entrance examination, but you..." Speaking of this, Dad Zhou showed deep helplessness on his face. After pondering for a while, he resolutely waved the melancholy: "Okay, those things have all passed, and it will be just a dragon gate formation to mention them!"

Zhou Cheng vaguely felt that things were not that simple. His father's knowledge and shrewdness seemed very good in his opinion. But the more he did this, the more he doubted why his father did not take the college entrance examination, why his father did not go out to support his family, and why his father did not go out to make money to support his family.

"You are still young, one day, you will know about the family! Alas..."

"Well."

The two of them fell into a strange silence, as if they were thinking about their worries. The helplessness flashed across Zhou's face repeatedly, but it flashed quickly.

"The child's father is a child and he's having a meal!"

Lunch is very simple, a bowl of bitter melon, a bowl of pickled pepper and bacon, a bowl of stir-fried cucumber, a bowl of tomato and egg soup, and three dishes and one soup. These are all the things that can be prepared at home. Why are they all bowls? Because there are only ceramic clay bowls at home, and there are no plates, plates, and cups that Zhou Ma seems to be luxurious.

After dinner, Zhou's mother said to Zhou's father: "You go to plow the fields in the afternoon, come back early, and kill the chicken. Then go and call the child to have dinner together! My father is getting old and becoming more and more stubborn. My mother said she wanted to go out for a walk when she was not dead, but her father disagreed!"

"Yeah. Let's see if you can persuade him tonight. His favorite grandson is back, too. Oh, he..."

Zhou Cheng was a little ashamed to listen. When he came back, he didn't bring anything, so he only had a little money he took from Manager Wang. After buying the ticket, he only had more than 30 yuan left.

My parents don’t care about me, but my grandparents still can’t live without a meeting gift. After all, my grandparents do love my eldest grandson the most.

"Mom, I'll go to sleep for a while after taking the bus!" After Zhou Cheng said that, he quietly went to the shrine in the main hall to pick up a talisman that was posted there. Anyway, it was also a lie to the Taoist priests to draw it, so he just took it down and re-scraped it. Then he hid in the room.

The supper arrived soon, and Zhou's mother happily killed one of the only two hens, leaving the eggs for Zhou Shiqi's little girl to eat.

At the dinner table, Zhou Cheng took out his afternoon hard work and it was a small bag, and a safe evil talisman was sewn into this black bag!

"Grandma, I came back in a hurry this time. I didn't have time to buy things for you and grandpa because of something. I heard that you are in poor health, so I asked you for a talisman here!"

Speaking of the talisman, the rest of the people were nothing, but Grandpa Zhou's face changed instantly. He grabbed it and took out the talisman and tore it apart twice. Then he stood up angrily and said:

"My Zhou family, you can't touch these weird things. Your family will come to my house tomorrow. I have something to say! Something is right, alas..."
Chapter completed!