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Chapter 15 Zhang Changtian is Jealous

Deng Jingshu carried the fish to the kitchen, and soon the sound of scaling and gutting could be heard.

A short while later, she came out with a plate containing two golden-brown fried fish, sprinkled with chopped green onions and drizzled with soy sauce.

"I fried two, everyone have a taste." Deng Jingshu placed the plate in the middle of the table.

Qian Cheng picked up a piece of carp. The fish was fried until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The skin was crispy and the flesh was sweet. Although the seasonings were simple, the heat was well controlled, preserving the original flavor of the fish.

"tasty."

Hearing Qian Cheng's praise, Deng Jingshu smiled, picked up a piece of fish belly meat, and put it in Qian Cheng's bowl: "If it's delicious, then eat more."

Seeing this, Zhang Mingxi also picked up a piece of crucian carp meat, carefully removed the bones, and put it in Qian Cheng's bowl: "Crucian carp has a lot of bones, you eat this piece, it has fewer bones."

Qian Cheng looked at the pile of fish in his bowl and said a little embarrassedly, "You guys eat too, don't just put food on my plate."

"You eat yours," Deng Jingshu said, then put some shredded potatoes on Qian Cheng's plate. "You must be exhausted from working at the carpentry workshop these past few days. Eat something to nourish yourself."

Zhang Changtian ate in silence, but he noticed that his wife and daughter kept piling food onto Qian Cheng's plate. The boy's bowl was overflowing with food, while his own bowl only contained cabbage and vermicelli.

He felt a little uneasy.

It wasn't that he disliked Qian Cheng; after these past few days, he could see that the kid had truly changed.

He used to be carefree and irresponsible, but now he's hardworking and reliable.

He learned carpentry quickly, can also fish, and I heard he stays up late at home studying to prepare for university entrance exams.

He's a promising person.

But seeing how good his daughter and wife were to him, Zhang Changtian always felt a pang of jealousy.

It feels like a treasure you've raised for years is suddenly being taken away by someone else.

Deng Jingshu was unaware of her husband's thoughts. She was talking to Qian Cheng: "Chengzi, the whole village has heard about the time you stood up for me a few days ago."

"Huh?" Qian Cheng looked up.

"Everyone says you single-handedly beat Wang Shoujun until he was crying for his parents," Deng Jingshu said with a smile. "Now when I go to collect debts, those who owe money are much more polite."

They used to drag their feet, but now as soon as they see me at their door, they quickly hand over their money.

Those who genuinely had no money were asked to speak kindly, agree on a repayment date, and dare not act arrogantly anymore.

Qian Cheng was a little surprised: "It has this effect?"

"That's right. Wang Shoujun's family is notorious for being tough in the village. If you can subdue them, others will be afraid. They'll all think, 'You even dared to beat up Wang Shoujun, so they'll be even less likely to mess with you.'"

Qian Cheng laughed: "That's great, it'll make things easier for your master's wife to collect debts in the future."

"It's all thanks to you," Deng Jingshu said, placing another piece of fish on Qian Cheng's plate. "Eat more, it'll help you recover."

Zhang Mingxi listened from the side, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Qian Cheng, her face full of pride.

The person she likes is not only good to her, but also protective of her.

very nice.

Zhang Changtian felt even worse after hearing this.

Of course he knew about Qian Cheng beating up Wang Shoujun. He was there that day and saw Qian Cheng's reckless behavior. To be honest, he felt relieved at the time. Wang Shoujun, that kind of scoundrel, deserved to be beaten.

But after this incident, his wife's attitude towards Qian Cheng completely changed.

Although Deng Jingshu didn't object to her daughter being with Qian Cheng, she wasn't particularly satisfied either.

She always felt that Qian Cheng was not doing his job properly and was not good enough for her daughter.

But now?

He addressed her as "Chengzi" repeatedly, serving her food and rice as if she were his own.

And a daughter.

She used to know how to be reserved, but now she's doing it right in front of her parents, picking fish bones for Qian Cheng without hiding the affection in her eyes.

Zhang Changtian sluggishly shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth, feeling that even the cabbage stew with vermicelli tasted bland.

"Dad, why aren't you eating fish?" Zhang Mingxi noticed that his father was eating in silence, so he picked up a piece of fish and put it in his bowl.

Zhang Changtian glanced at the fish in his bowl, then at the mountain of fish meat piled up in Qian Cheng's bowl, and his jealousy intensified.

"I'll just eat the cabbage." He put the fish back on his plate.

"You old man, the kid puts food on your plate and you're still picky." Deng Jingshu glared at him and put the fish back in his bowl. "Eat yours."

Zhang Changtian stopped talking and lowered his head to eat the fish.

The fish was indeed fried and smelled delicious, but he felt it wasn't quite the right taste.

After the meal, Zhang Mingxi cleared the dishes. Qian Cheng got up to help, but Deng Jingshu stopped him, saying, "You sit down, let Mingxi do it."

Qian Cheng didn't insist and sat down to talk to Zhang Changtian: "Master, will I come to learn carpentry again tomorrow?"

"Come on, tomorrow I'll teach you other ways to make mortise and tenon joints. Just knowing how to make stools isn't enough; you need to learn some more complex ones."

"Okay." Qian Cheng nodded.

Deng Jingshu wiped her hands and sat down next to Qian Cheng: "Chengzi, I heard from Mingxi that you stay up late every night reading?"

"Yeah, I want to try taking the college entrance exam."

"That's ambitious," Deng Jingshu praised. "But you also need to take care of your health and not stay up too late. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Mingxi. She's doing well in her studies."

"Okay, thank you, Madam. I will definitely ask Mingxi if I don't understand."

When Zhang Mingxi came out after washing the dishes and heard this, her face turned slightly red: "I was just rambling, I might not be able to help."

"I can help." Qian Cheng looked at her and smiled. "I've been reading all the books you gave me."

Zhang Mingxi lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth turned up.

Zhang Changtian sighed inwardly as he looked at the two of them.

That's enough.

My daughter likes him, my wife is satisfied, and this guy is indeed promising.

Why are you so jealous?

He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked out: "I'm going to the yard for a smoke."

"Smoke less," Deng Jingshu said from behind him.

Zhang Changtian didn't answer, but lifted the curtain and went out.

It was chilly in the courtyard, so he squatted under the eaves, lit a pipe, and started puffing away.

The smoke dissipated in the cold air and was quickly dispersed by the cold wind.

Laughter and chatter came from inside the house.

It was Deng Jingshu who was asking Qian Cheng about fishing. Qian Cheng was explaining how to break holes in the ice and how to adjust the float. Zhang Mingxi was listening nearby, occasionally interjecting.

It's fun.

Zhang Changtian finished smoking a pipe, knocked off the ash, and stood up.

He looked inside through the window.

Qian Cheng sat at the table, demonstrating the techniques of ice fishing. Deng Jingshu listened attentively, while Zhang Mingxi rested her chin on her hand, staring intently at Qian Cheng with a smile on her face.

Zhang Changtian looked at it for a long time, shook his head, and smiled.

You brat.

You got off easy.

He turned around, pushed open the door, and went inside.

"What are you all talking about so animatedly?"

"Dad, Qian Cheng is talking about fishing, it's so interesting!"

Zhang Changtian plopped down: "Really? Then I'll go take a look tomorrow too."

Qian Cheng was taken aback: "Master, you're going too?"

"What? You won't let me go?" Zhang Changtian glared at him.

"No, no," Qian Cheng quickly said, "You go, you go."

Deng Jingshu laughed: "Why are you getting involved, old man?"

"I'll go check it out and see if this kid is just bragging."