Chapter 63: Zhou Zihao (1)

Looking at Zhou Wensheng's somewhat collapsed appearance, Lin Qingyin looked at him speechlessly: "What are you think? Do you think I will ask you to cook the snake last night?" 

Zhou Wensheng, a forty-year-old man who looked at Lin Qingyin grievously. His expression was obviously suspicious. Just now he clearly saw the little master rubbing his stomach and swallowing. As a chef, he knew very well what does this action represents… … 

That was obviously greed!!! 

Seeing Zhou Wensheng's eyes, Lin Qingyin couldn't help but touched her nose. They had only met each other for a few hours. Why did he misunderstand her so deeply? Does she look like someone who eats everything? 

"Don't worry, that snake can't be eaten." Lin Qingyin sighed in depression: "Besides, the snake that appeared last night doesn't have a physical entity. You can't cook it even if you have a pot!" 

"That's good." Zhou Wensheng heaved a sigh of relief and quickly echoed: "I really don't have this skill. But what is the matter with that snake? Is it malicious to our family?" 

Lin Qingyin felt her hungry stomach and felt that she didn't even have the strength to answer the question. She turned and walked downstairs: "I will tell you the answer after breakfast." 

Zhou Wensheng hurriedly followed. He was very thankful that he had prepared a good breakfast so that he could temporarily let the little master forget about eating snake meat. 

When Lin Qingyin and Zhou Zihao went down, Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou had already finished their breakfast. The old couple was sitting in the window watering the flowers and plants by the window. Seeing Lin Qingyin, they smiled and said hello: "Little girl from the city come here to play?" 

Although Lin Qingyin looks like a high school student, she still can't randomly treat people like her grandparents. So she only smiled and politely said: "Hello, old sir and madam. How was your sleep last night?" 

"It's very good!" Grandpa Zhou said vigorously: "We soon fell asleep at dawn. Our place is very quiet and it's very nice to sleep. Did you sleep well last night?" 

Lin Qingyin nodded her head. She set up a formation in her room before going to bed last night. The snake couldn't get in at all, and it didn't bother her at all. 

"The countryside is quieter than the city. There is buzzing noise of cars at night. Naturally, you can sleep better." Grandma Zhou smiled kindly: "In the past few years when I took care of Zihao in the city, I always had trouble sleeping at night. Even if I fell asleep, it was very shallow. A little movement could wake me up. Later, when Zihao was able to go to school by himself, our old couple moved back quickly. At the time, we were still living in the old house next door. But as soon as I entered the house, I feel extremely secure. In the words of you, young people, it is particularly safe." 

Grandpa Zhou also agreed with a smile: "That right. Our house is old at that time, but I think it's more comfortable than living in the high-rise buildings in the city." After saying this, Grandpa Zhou saw his grandson's frowning eyebrows. He stood up, and quickly added another sentence: "Of course, the villa my grandson built for me is also comfortable, so I moved in immediately." 

Several people were amused by what the old man said. The old man took a small shovel and loosen the soil, and said without looking up: "You might think we are joking, but in fact what we are talking about is true. There is a patron saint in our house. As long as you go back home and live here, it is guaranteed that you will be safe than the outside."  

Old man Zhou used to say this often, but the family thought it was an old man who was afraid of loneliness, so he used this to deceive them. Several children privately joked that the older the old man gets, the more he was like a child. What he said made people laugh. Fortunately, Zhou Wensheng and his brothers respected the old people. Everyone took turns to come back to accompany them, for fear that the two old people would feel lonely. 

Zhou Wensheng and Zhou Zihao thought so before, but after seeing the scene last night, they realized that the words that the old man said that seemed like a joke may be true. That scary white snake may really be the patron saint of their family. After all, the white snake often went in and out of their rooms until it sees them. Aside from affecting their sleep, it doesn't hurt them at all. What's more strange was, the white snake entering and leaving their room seemed to be checking whether they were sleeping well. 

Zhou Zihao couldn't help crying when he thought of this. Is this white snake too full of maternal love? 

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