Chapter 265: Digging a Cellar At Zhoujiazhuang, Zhou Yimin carried two braised ducks home and hung them up in the kitchen. The two elders in the family were no longer surprised by this; they had long gotten used to it. The meals had been better lately, and the elders' complexions were noticeably more rosy compared to other villagers. Luckily, Zhoujiazhuang was tightly knit like an iron bucket—otherwise, such a difference would easily attract a report. That little girl Qianqian had become chubby and…