Vol 2 Chapter 1098: The eve before leaving

Now that it was agreed to leave, Zhou Jiao followed a mother and a mother to the streets the next day.
When the parents-in-law went back, they had to bring some local products back as souvenirs. There are no local specialties in Beijing, but candied cakes are good.
And Zhang Lao Er came over this time, she looked at and estimated that even the inventory of his home was brought to her home more than that, and her intention is not to use those gadgets to return the gift.
Although this ancient city is beginning to change with each passing day. Significant changes can be seen on the street every period of time, but materials are still lacking, and tickets are still king.
Fortunately, four people in her family work, and she is too lazy to line up, but she exchanged tickets with friends and family for expiring tickets, and now she has accumulated a lot.
If you want to return a gift, you always have to send it to the other party's urgent need, and a family is nothing more than the four aspects of "clothing, food, housing and transportation".
eat? Spring is beginning, and with Lin Juhua's skill, she is not worried.
Living, working, is not the immediate thing.
The only thing is on the "clothes". Looking at this time, the young couple and Mai Sui are carrying three thick quilts and mattresses, as well as their new clothes. It is estimated that the cloth tickets are gone at home.
Zhou Jiao admitted that she was a layman, so she spent all the tickets in her hand - she would take it back to Zhang Lao Er, and she could change anything.
If it weren't for the place restrictions on the ticket, she would give the ticket directly.
As for the most fashionable Zhenliang fabric, it is a non-control product, and the price is a little expensive, not only reluctant, but also robbed by a bunch of little ladies.
It's rare to go shopping, and when she goes back, with her mother's posture of being round, it is night again when she returns home that day, and the whole family craned their necks eagerly.
"In fact, the fabric is a trivial matter. The second brother has a uniform. There are homespun and some high-end fabrics on the market without a ticket. The most lacking is cooking oil. It doesn't need to be too good. Cottonseed oil is very popular."
Zhou Jiao blinked, "My worst is soybean oil."
Zhang Guoqing chuckled softly when he heard the words, "I didn't let you give him fuel. The ten catties of my parents are already the limit, and it's not safe to take the train with him."
Not safe? Is it inspection or fire prevention?
Zhou Jiao didn't ask. Anyway, if they stabbed so much oil from their family, the first person to be suspected would be Zhang Guoqing. Who put you in the logistics?
Zhou Jiao gave him a silent glance, isn't this nonsense?
"I asked my comrade-in-arms to borrow some military tickets, so you don't want to dress up. The second brother is hypocritical, and if there are more, he will say that I can't live."
Zhou Jiao immediately joked, "Didn't you mean you are stupid?"
She has overheard twice that Zhang Lao Er hates iron and points to him and said that he is stupid...
Well, it was the first time that Zhang Guoqing bought roast duck into the door-why are you so stupid? I bought three at once! Why don't you think about how many people starved to death in the early years?
The second time it should be when the brothers mentioned the alimony of the elderly-why are you so stupid? I gave it to my parents, why wouldn't I give it to your husband? Did Uncle Zhou receive his heart if he didn't collect money?
In short, all kinds of dislike and contempt.
Hahaha...It's so funny.
Zhang Guoqing patted the smiling wife in his arms and shook his head speechlessly. He knew that his second brother's good intentions were nothing more than worrying that his son-in-law would be despised by the old man.
But his family is really different from others.
He can't say that the money of the family is in the care of his wife, and it is the same whether he gives the old man or not, and he is even more embarrassed to say that his old man can't wait for him to change his surname to Zhou.
And it's not that he praised how good his father-in-law is.
His parents prefer him, but they have three sons in their hearts, and their father-in-law and mother-in-law regard themselves as their own sons, and they give 100% love.
Who doesn't say that his father-in-law loves his daughter the most, and the person he trusts the most?
"I took them to school after get off work today."
"Oh, how are the kids?"
Zhang Guoqing disapproved and said: "How could it be bad? A few of them are no better than others, not only state subsidies, but all of them are rich."
"What about your roommate?"
"It's not easy to get in the girls' dormitory. It is said to be good. There is a dormitory for the Yuan family and Shi family juniors on the stone side. There is no need to worry about it.
Zhang Guoqing mentioned his son, with a beaming eyebrow attached to her ear, "This kid has a lot of heart and eyes, and he became the acting monitor in just two days. As a representative of the new students came to the stage at the opening ceremony, it is said that the auditorium has been applauded for five minutes."
Zhou Jiao never worried about the abilities of her three sons, especially May Day. He was born with many eyes. It's Ping An and Children's Day. I don't know what to do in school these two days?
How did Zhang Guoqing not know the worries in the wife's heart?
He smiled cheerfully and said: "It's a pity that I can't see Ping An and Liuyi in a short time, but I have already called the old instructor, so why should I visit him often?"
Zhou Jiao was overjoyed when she heard this, and looked at him with bright eyes.
Zhang Guoqing suddenly laughed: "Silly daughter-in-law! You forgot that your man also took the first place in the whole event? Dad is not suitable for showing up, does not mean I can not go to see the instructors."
"Last time we went to school before the party of eight people in our dormitory. Do you think your man is really fed up and missed the military training life?"
Zhang Guoqing said triumphantly with a gesture, "Shooting, I'm still number one. Skills, ten tricks, or downing the old instructor, although I am a civilian, this is still the case."
"And Liuyi has been able to tie with me in peacetime, not to mention that Ping An is a few years older than him. In comparison, the three brothers have a bad experience."
"But they are a bit better than me. They have a different education since childhood. I was still in the orphanage at the age of five and was struggling to figure out how to please the adults. They have already learned how to deal with others.
At the age of 10, my world is about learning and then learning. For children, learning is easy for them. When the holidays come, they even rush to the military camp to exercise.
At the age of 15, I was triumphantly dealing with everyone with a false face, and Ping An, at the age of 7 can tell the weaknesses of each family. It was also on June 1st. We were even better on May 1st and gave a lot of suggestions. "
Zhang Guoqing smiled comfortedly after finishing talking~EbookFREE.me~ So don't worry about the children, it would be a good thing to be frustrated under our noses, I'm afraid they will be arrogant. "
Zhou Jiao pursed her mouth and smiled: "I'm fine, don't comfort me so hard. How about I accompany you to my parents?"
"It's a great honor." Zhang Guoqing pulled her up and hugged her out while laughing softly, "I asked Dad if I want to bring some seeds back. Guess what he said?"
"do not know."
Zhang Guoqing squeezed her nose, "You must have never thought that the yard in our village was planted with fruit trees last year, and he even planted two jujube trees in the yard of the county seat."
Zhou Jiao smiled at him.
It's rare that he was happy to show off, she was still a mother-in-law and didn't tell her.
In fact, her house is full of fruit trees. She also knows that all three backyards are planted. It is said that fruit harvest is more valuable than coarse grains, and it is more labor-saving. There is room for rebirth in the fifties