Li Da ate four bowls of rice, and in the end, there was no vegetable left, so he soaked the rice in the sauce.

　　”Husband, is this braised food?” Li Zhouzhou asked his husband.

　　Gu Zhao: “Almost. It’s fine for us to eat at home, but if we want to make money from it, we have to figure out the ratio.”

　　”Are you going to sell this for money, husband?” Li Zhouzhou was stunned for a moment, a little nervous, “Is my craftsmanship good enough?”

　　”What’s the problem? Look, Dad is eating happily and cleanly. Besides, this method is the first of its kind in our family.” He really enjoyed the food.

　　Li Zhouzhou found some confidence, his husband was right.

　　This late spring cold snap lasted for half a month, during which time it rained continuously and the wind at night was so strong that it seemed like it could blow into people’s bones. Li Zhouzhou wanted to relight the stove in the main room, but his husband refused, saying that it was enough to hug his to keep warm.

　　It happened to be Qingming Festival, so the family of three went to the hillside to burn paper at their father’s grave.

　　The old people in the village said that the weather was cold and the ground was wet because ghosts would not walk on dry roads. After Li Zhouzhou offered sacrifices to his father, he bought double the incense, candles, gold ingots and yellow paper, saying that he would burn some for his husband’s mother as well.

　　In the Gu family, I’m afraid no one remembers Gu Zhao’s biological mother. Can they still expect Li Guihua and her three sons to burn paper for the one in front?

　　Li Guihua gave birth to another son in the first month of the year.

　　Originally, she had thought of asking Li Zhouzhou to take care of her during the confinement period, but she hadn’t brought it up yet. Then she thought of the offal that Gu Zhao brought during the Chinese New Year. When Li Zhouzhou comes over, Gu Zhao will come too. Who knows how he will treat her child.

　　She simply asked her sister-in-law to come and help. Even though she spent a piece of candy, she didn’t dare to ask for more. Li Guihua felt distressed.

　　Gu Zhao thought that his original body was worthless, but since he occupied this body, it would be okay to burn some paper money for his deceased mother, so he went to Dongping Village with Zhou Zhou.

　　After burning the paper money, I came back and arrived at the village entrance. Uncle Wang’s door was tightly closed and it was quiet inside.

　　It’s rare to be quiet, that’s because Wang Ergou is not at home.

　　On the second day, Li Zhouzhou was making breakfast when he heard a gong outside the door and someone shouted, “Someone’s dead, someone’s dead. Wang Ergou fell into the paddy field and drowned…”

　　Wang Ergou is dead?

　　Gu Zhao was adding firewood to the stove for his wife, but now he suddenly felt like eating melons!