Transmigrating to Book 50, others hoard rice, I hoard money

Chapter 113: Do I need to memorize a lesson just to eat a popsicle?

Zhou Rong was puzzled and asked Jiang Wenjuan unconvinced: "Who came up with this name? How can someone as gentle, kind and sensible as me be called such an indecent name?!"

Jiang Wenjuan looked at Zhou Rong with a speechless look, "If you can be described as 'gentle', then those truly gentle girls should just jump into the river."

But she only dared to complain about this in her heart and did not dare to say it out loud.

"When you beat the Ma family before, your skills and demeanor were as agile as a leopard. Everyone thought this name fits your temperament, so they started calling you that."

Zhou Rong: "...This name doesn't sound good, can you change it?"

Jiang Wenjuan: "No, we all think it sounds pretty nice. Your little sister also has a nickname, Little Pepper, and some people call her Colorful Pepper."

Zhou Rong: “…”

Zhou Cai, who was sitting nearby, heard this and said angrily, "Who is so wicked as to give me a nickname? I'm going to go and settle the score with them!"

Jiang Wenjuan: "Hey, hey, hey! She exploded with just one sentence. There is absolutely no mistake in calling Little Pepper a name.

The elders always say that there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames. The nicknames you two sisters have are well-deserved!"

After Jiang Wenjuan finished speaking, she realized that she had spoken too quickly and said something that upset others. Seeing Zhou Cai's cheeks puffed up with anger and Zhou Rong looking at her with a half-smile, she quickly jumped back to her bamboo bed, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan, pretending that nothing had happened...

Zhou Jiaguang, Dawa and others practiced martial arts at home every day. Out of curiosity, Zhou Gui talked to Zhou Jiaguang for a few words and found out everything about the Ma family.

If Ma Jianye hadn't died and Du Chunhua hadn't been paralyzed in bed, Zhou Gui would have sought revenge on them.

She gently bumped Zhou Cai's arm and joked, "With your ability to kick people and the way you stand with your hands on your hips and direct Qi Guang to do his work at home every day, you deserve the name of 'Little Pepper'."

Zhou Cai snorted and said, "Don't make fun of me. We are born of the same mother and have the same roots. You have the same problems as me. After a while, your true colors will be revealed, and your nickname will definitely be worse than mine."

Zhou Gui: “…”

Where people gather, there are business opportunities.

Many vendors were carrying loads on their shoulders or pushing carts and shouting loudly at the entrance of the alley. They would stop if someone bought their goods, and go to the next alley if no one bought.

The cries of vendors selling wontons, rice wine dumplings, lotus seed soup, hot noodles, etc. are endless.

The most popular and busiest sellers are those selling ice cream and popsicles. As soon as the hawkers start shouting, many children beg their parents to buy them for them.

Zhou Jiaguang was listening to Jia Deyang's story at first, but when he heard that someone was selling popsicles, he rushed to Zhou Rong and said with a smile: "Sister, are you hot? I heard that popsicles are very good for cooling off. How about we go buy one?"

Zhou Rong gently waved a palm-leaf fan and said calmly, "It's cool in the alley. I'm not hot."

Zhou Jiaguang: "...but I'm so hot, and so are the eldest and second kids. We're so hot that we can't sleep."

Zhou Rong: "If you keep calm, you will feel cooler. If you don't run around, you won't feel hot. If that doesn't work, just take off your sweatshirt."

Seeing that Zhou Jiaguang had been talking for a long time but still couldn't get to the point, the eldest child ran to Zhou Rong and said bluntly: "Mom, I want to eat popsicles. In exchange, I will recite three texts."

Zhou Rong: "Okay."

After the eldest child finished reciting the three texts fluently, Zhou Rong asked, "Does anyone else want to eat popsicles? You need to bring something in exchange."

Zhou Cai teaches Erwa and Nini to count, recite Three Character Classic and Tang poems every day.

Erwa said, "Mom, I want to eat too. I will recite three Tang poems."

Nini said: "I want to eat too. I want to recite the Three Character Classic."

After the two of them finished reciting, Zhou Rong asked Zhou Jiaguang: "What about you?"

Zhou Jiaguang was stunned. He had to memorize lessons just to eat a popsicle?

These nephews and nieces are so troublesome that they are looking for trouble!

In order to eat popsicles, Zhou Jiaguang had to recite three texts like the eldest child.

But he stuttered when reciting and missed some words, so Zhou Rong punished him by making him copy the three texts once each, check them the next night, and recite them again. If he failed to pass them, he would not buy him popsicles anymore.

Zhou Jiaguang sighed in frustration. It was a bit of a loss to buy a popsicle and then spend three textbooks on it.

But now that it has come to this, what else can he do except try his best to complete the task? !

If you calculate the price in SGD, popsicles are 3 cents each and ice cream is 5 cents.

Zhou Rong bought three ice creams and four popsicles.

Zhou Jiaguang noticed that his three sisters were eating something different from him, so he asked, "Sister, what are you eating? It smells delicious."

The ice cream without any additives has a rich and mellow milky flavor. Zhou Rong took a bite and said intoxicatedly: "We are eating ice cream, which is mixed with milk, so it smells good."

Zhou Jiaguang: "I haven't drunk milk yet, I don't know what it tastes like, can you give me a taste?"

Zhou Rong: "I can give you a small bite. If you hand in all the homework I ask you to do tomorrow night and recite three more texts without making any mistakes, I will treat you to ice cream."

Zhou Jiaguang didn't want to agree to such harsh conditions, but when he tasted the ice cream, he nodded like a rattle: "Sister, deal!"

Big Brother, Second Brother and Nini also said they wanted to try the ice cream. Zhou Rong gave them each a bite and asked them if they wanted to raise the stakes and replace the popsicles for ice cream tomorrow night.

Popsicles are sweet and icy, and they taste good, but they are not as good as ice cream. The three of them agreed to Zhou Rong's request to recite two more texts and Tang poems tomorrow and exchange popsicles for ice cream...

When Luo Qiuyue saw Dafen and Xiaofen watching the people around them eating popsicles and ice cream and licking their lips, she also went to buy seven popsicles, one for each of her family of four and Ma Daya's three siblings.

Ma Jianmin took a bite of the popsicle and exclaimed that it was delicious. He said to Luo Qiuyue, "On a hot day, this is the only thing you need to cool down. Leave some money at home. When I feel too hot, go buy some popsicles and soda to cool down."

Luo Qiuyue looked at the wounds on his body that hadn't healed yet and the bruises on his face, thinking for a while, and said after a while: "I'm worried about giving you the money. I'll buy you popsicles and soda every day, and bring you some ice. You can cool down by yourself, but you must take good care of your parents."

When Luo Qiuyue said this, her voice was very loud. When the people around heard it, they all praised her for being filial and asked Ma Jianmin to take more care of the old couple Ma Gensheng and Du Chunhua, saying that a bowl of water from a person during his lifetime is better than tons of ashes at his grave.

After Ma Daya went to work, Ma Erya took the initiative to go to Luo Qiuyue's tavern to help every day. She didn't ask for any pay, just a few meals, and left the housework to Huzi.

Hu Zi was playful and just casually did what Ma Erya asked him to do and then ran away.

Ma Jianmin had no way to order people around, so he could only take care of Ma Gensheng and Du Chunhua by himself.

But he was not very attentive. He often did not change their wet pants and bedding for several days, nor did he help them wipe their bodies. Large areas of their bodies were rotten, and maggots even grew in some parts.

Sometimes when I pass by their house, I can smell a foul odor.

Everyone speculated that Ma Gensheng and Du Chunhua would not live long.

Being tortured to death by their own unfilial son was retribution for both of them...