Returning to the small mountain village of '86, intelligence updated daily.

Zhou Shiping is not the kind of person who would turn his back on his family. Over the years, he has helped his family a lot, and he remembers very well who raised him.

Without the Zhou family, he wouldn't be who he is today.

In his previous life, when he heard that his elders had died from illness caused by long-term malnutrition, he angrily rebuked his wife Zhang Yingzi and divorced her shortly afterward.

But Zhou Rui knew that it wasn't really his uncle's fault; Zhou Shiping was also under a lot of pressure.

My uncle didn't stay long. After looking around the house, he left because he had to go to work in the township. Today was Monday, a busy time.

Before leaving, Zhou Shiping left behind a sentence:

"Nephew, your uncle will come over for dinner tonight and take a look at Grandpa and Grandma. No need to buy groceries, I'll bring them with me."

Zhou Rui naturally welcomed it.

Zhou Shiping left, leaving only Zhou Ming and himself at home.

Zhou Rui's mother, Zeng Jiamei, and his second aunt, Yang Laidi, were not at home. He didn't know where they had gone, but he guessed they had gone to work in the fields.

Since I've been getting my hands on some really good stuff, I haven't had to let him do any housework for a long time.

Zhou Rui even suggested going to the fields several times, but Zeng Jiamei stopped him, giving a simple answer: take good care of your injury.

But actually, the abrasions caused by the wild boar have already healed, and the shoulder injury was caused in the last two days.

It wasn't that Zhou Rui was lazy; he was also somewhat fortunate that his family was very open-minded and not the kind of people who would force him to do anything.

In his previous life, when Zhou Rui suggested going to the coastal area, everyone agreed. Just like now, as long as Zhou Rui says he wants to do something, his family will support him.

Zhou Rui knew about the deeds of other families in the village, including those of later generations. Some elders just couldn't stand seeing their younger generation idle.

They insist on getting the younger generation involved, whether there's something to do or not, especially university students in later generations.

Even though it's summer or winter vacation and I'm home, I still get woken up early every morning for no reason, and all I do is stare blankly at the ceiling...

After a few sighs, Zhou Rui shook his head and walked towards the small courtyard in the backyard.

Zhou Ming is reading a martial arts novel.

"Hey bro, how about we go to the market together later?"

Zhou Ming was so engrossed in watching that he didn't hear his brother speak for a moment.

Seeing this, Zhou Rui stepped forward and snatched a martial arts book from him.

"Brother, you're so engrossed in martial arts novels every day. Be careful with your eyes. You should look at our beautiful real city more often, you know?"

As Zhou Ming watched the book in his hand being taken away, he was about to lash out when he saw that it was Zhou Rui, and immediately rolled his eyes.

"Dude, doesn't watching real-world city scenes hurt your eyes?"

Zhou Rui chuckled and said:

"How could that be? Let's not talk about that. Do you want to go to the market with me later?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ming immediately jumped up from his chair: "Go! Of course I'll go! I love going to the market with my brother the most!"

Zhou Ming was overjoyed. No one dislikes spending money, especially since his older brother Zhou Rui was truly willing to buy nice things!

Zhou Rui laughed and cursed:

"I'm not buying you books this time, we're buying you something more fun..."

Zhou Rui spoke in riddles, and Zhou Ming persisted in pressing him for an explanation. In the end, Zhou Rui simply returned the book to Zhou Ming and said:

"It's one, two...it's some small wishes."

After saying that, Zhou Rui turned around and went back to the stove to start steaming rice, because it was already getting late.

Just as Zhou Ruigang lit the firewood, his mother Zeng Jiamei and his second aunt came home.

"It's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer? You guys drank quite a bit last night, and your dad too. I told him not to go to the construction team today, but he wouldn't listen."

"Your second uncle is even more stubborn; he insisted on going, and I couldn't persuade him otherwise. So I made two bowls of ginger soup to make them feel better. Would you like a bowl?"

As soon as Zeng Jiamei entered the door, she went to the stove and showed great concern for Zhou Rui, who was busy at work.

After carefully placing a piece of chopped firewood onto the stove, the latter turned around and said:

"Mom, it's okay, I'm much better. My uncle came over earlier and said he'd come home for dinner tonight."

After Zhou Rui finished speaking, he added another piece of firewood to the stove. Soon, the small tinder inside ignited the large piece of dry firewood.

Zeng Jiamei then took the iron pot, placed it on the stove, poured in a little water, and said in surprise:

"Shiping is here? Why don't you let him sit inside for a while?"

Zeng Jiamei didn't ask Zhou Shiping what he was doing there, but instead asked Zhou Rui why he didn't keep him there.

Zhou Rui smiled and said:

"Mom, Uncle still has to go to work. He just came back from a business trip and only had a quick look around when he saw my younger brother delivering venison, so he came with him."

Zeng Jiamei suddenly realized that it wasn't that she hadn't realized it earlier, but rather that Zhou Shiping was always busy and didn't have any fixed rest time.

"Alright, since your uncle and his family are coming tonight, let's stew the deer tendons tonight. It'll be a good way to nourish your two younger cousins ​​as well."

Zeng Jiamei knew there was still a pound and a half of deer tendons in the house, and she didn't hesitate to suggest that they stew them for dinner.

Zhou Rui naturally had no objections.

Second Aunt Yang Laidi, who had been helping out, overheard their conversation and timidly said:

"Sister-in-law, thank you, and thank you Xiao Rui, and thank you Shiping..."

Yang Laidi thanked Zhou Shiping on behalf of her two children, knowing how he had treated them over the years.

Moreover, her sister-in-law's family is also very nice. Although she is a bit dull, she is not stupid.

What's more, judging from their conversation, it seems they're planning to stew something delicious for dinner tonight...

Just because my two kids want to come home...

Zeng Jiamei waved her hand and said, "We're all family, no need for formalities," then pointed to the rice steamer and said:

"Sister-in-law, please help me rinse the rice. Grandpa and the others will be back soon. We can wash the clothes after lunch while the sun is shining."

Yang Laidi nodded and immediately got to work. First, she scooped up rice, then she ran to the hand pump well, poured in the water, and filled a basin with water to wash the rice.

Zhou Rui, on the other hand, naturally supported the idea of ​​cooking something delicious for everyone.

After all, they are all family, and in their previous life, these cousins ​​were quite successful and not ungrateful.

They were very filial when they grew up, and they were very affectionate towards both their grandmother Meng Dan, who was still alive at the time, and their older cousin.

In particular, the two boys would visit their uncle Zhou Shiping every few days with gifts.

However, the eldest son of Zhou Shijie, the second uncle, was different. In his previous life, Zhou Rui only remembered that this person severed ties with the family and disappeared without a trace...

Zhou Rui was thinking about his past life when the two old people returned.

Zhou Yong'an's spirits had improved. He leaned on a cane, his hair gray. Meng Dan, who was next to him, also had gray hair. As soon as the two entered the house, Zhou Yong'an went to the stove and asked about his eldest grandson with concern.

"How are you? I told you I drank less last night, but you ended up drinking so much. How does your stomach feel? Do you want some ginger soup to warm it up?"

Zhou Rui held the old man's withered hand and smiled:

"It's alright, Grandpa, I'm fine."

After Zhou Rui finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and showed off his muscles.