Vol 2 Chapter 237: Loose seats


In the Fat Master’s yard, Zhang Guoqing came out three times with excuses. He still didn't see the old man returning, and his heart gradually became uneasy. It has been two hours since the father and daughter left. Is this a thief in the house, or is something wrong?
Finally heard the sound of the car coming from a distance, rushed out, and after waiting for a while, seeing the car stopped and the old man came out, he was overjoyed and shouted: "Dad, are you okay at home?"
Zhou Xiaozheng looked at the little snowflake on his head and complained: "Why are you kid coming out in a cold day? Go in. What can be done at home. Go in and drink some hot soup."
Zhang Guoqing followed him in quickly and sighed secretly. This daughter control forgot the time when she saw her daughter. He could even imagine the scene of separation tomorrow.
As soon as Zhao Dashan saw them coming in, he immediately picked up two glasses of wine and handed them over, "Brother Zheng, you are late, take a mouthful to warm up your body. How about it? Are you all settled?"
Zhou Xiaozheng took the drink and said with a smile, "Sorry, I'm leaving tomorrow. I've delayed it by saying a few more words to Jiaojiao. Come on, let's continue drinking."
Zhao Dashan secretly discussed what he said for more than two hours. The father and daughter can really talk. Can't imagine how the two dull gourds are talking.
Zhou Xiaozheng led Zhang Guoqing to clear the customs. Starting from Mr. Cheng, he thanked the old man first and respectfully toasted a cup. After the incident, Zhang Guoqing was filled with Cheng Lao, and Weng and Son-in-law cooperated tacitly, drinking one and the other.
When he waited in front of Zhang Dad, Zhou Xiaozheng solemnly toasted a glass, and after doing it, he thanked the couple for taking care of their daughters and personally took over the wine jar in Zhang Guoqing's hands to fill the family.
Zhao Chuanguang stood on the side to see what he meant, and cooperated with him, "Second Brother Zhang, let's have a toast too. Thank you for taking care of our daughters. We will go together often in the future. If you have something to say, I will be there later."
Father Zhang happily picked up the cup and finished it. He picked up the wine jar on the table and filled it for him. He said, "I respect this cup. I will come to sit at home when I have nothing to do in the future. If something is wrong with Xiaowu, you should scold it. Scold, hit as you please, just like your own child."
Zhao Dashan roared and said, "Xiao Wu heard it? You are the youngest here. You can't do it well in the future, but our uncles used sticks."
Zhang Guoqing responded cheerfully, "It should be."
After drinking, Zhou Xiaozheng said to Li Aiguo and Zuo Lin: "From now on, Xiao Wu will need you uncles to take care of him. Don't look at him as a tall man, his age is there. If you do something wrong, you can mention it. Order some."
Seeing that they all answered happily, Zhou Xiaozheng brought Zhang Guoqing to Cheng Sijin, holding on to Cheng Sijin who was about to get up, and said to Zhang Guoqing: "This is your cousin, dear uncle. Dad's brother, you will be Seeing your second cousin and little cousin. Come. Fill your big cousin." He said hello to Cheng Sijin after refilling the cup.
Chao Cheng Sijin said: "Brother, we have a small family, and I have to trouble you when the child returns to Beijing. You will be your own son in the future."
When Cheng Sijin heard the words, surprise flashed in his eyes. After thinking about it slightly, he immediately understood, and solemnly said, "Brother, don't worry."
Zhou Xiaozheng patted him on the shoulder, and the two smiled at each other. Cheng Sijin watched him toast a few glasses in a row, still on an empty stomach, and took him to sit down with an excuse to talk, winking at Zhang Guoqing.
Zhang Guoqing knew, and immediately returned the old man's bowl and chopsticks and placed it in front of him.
Cheng Sijin looked at Zhou Xiaozheng and raised his eyebrows triumphantly, then gave him a blank look, "Okay, your son-in-law is still my niece. It's so little. Quickly fill up your stomach."
Zhou Xiaozheng took a few bites, stopped his chopsticks, patted him, and continued with Zhang Guoqing.
The banquet lasted until more than ten o'clock in the evening, and a group of people went to the county government/house guest house vigorously. Several people drunk loudly sang the out-of-tune "Return of Targeting."
Mr. Cheng in the car in front laughed loudly and joked to Mr. Lin: "Old Lin, do you remember if we were young? You can't lose to them."
The old man glared at him, not accepting defeat, yelling that he could sing much better than them, his family Lin Lishan was the pillar of the stage and inherited him.
When they arrived at the guest house, Li Aiguo and the others arranged the room and ordered the waiter to leave.
Zhou Xiaozheng checked the time and discussed with his wife. He decided not to return to the small courtyard and pulled Zhang Guoqing over, "You take your parents to live at home. Jiaojiao should be asleep. Your mother and I will not go there. We will do it again tomorrow morning. go back."
Zhang Guoqing hurriedly said: "My parents must go back. Don't worry if you don't go back. I will send them back later. You and mom should live in your own home. We have a home here and there."
Zhou Xiaozheng looked around and whispered, "Dad has something to do with your Uncle Guang tonight. If Jiaojiao asks, you can talk about your Uncle Guang's father and our family. Understood?"
Zhang Guoqing nodded knowingly, and followed him to his parents' side. Listening to Zhou Xiaozheng instructing him, after he returns to Beijing, what should he do if Mr. Zhao comes over, and there are still human relations.
Seeing everyone gathered in front to chat, the two stopped talking.
Zhou Xiaozheng stepped forward and pulled Zhang Daddy and whispered a few words in his ear~EbookFREE.me~ and saw him nodding repeatedly.
Daddy Zhang and his wife said goodbye to everyone, and they left with Zhou Xiaozheng. The two talked in a low voice until they reached the gate when Father Zhang stopped them.
After Zhang Dad and the others got in the car, after Zhang Guoqing drove a short distance, they said, "Send us directly back to the village. Tomorrow they are going back, Dad has to prepare something in return."
"Father, give me the gift in return. It's too late. You will rest in the county town for one night. There are elder brothers and second elder brothers at home."
Mother Zhang shook her head repeatedly, "Don't, your car will arrive as soon as you drive. Don't prepare things. Mother will let your sister-in-law prepare in the afternoon. I'm afraid that Jiaojiao did not prepare it."
Zhang Guoqing stopped the car, turned his head and said to them: "Don't prepare like the last time. They can't make much military aircraft. Besides, there are too many relatives, so they can't afford to toss. They rushed around, but there was nothing. Understandable. As for the provincial capital, the seafood prepared by my husband is still in the small yard, so I can bring them back tomorrow. I will return the gift and wait for the Chinese New Year ceremony."
After hearing this, Mother Zhang hesitated and looked at his wife, and said hesitatingly: "Will this be less? Mr. Cheng brought a lot of gifts. In Xiaowu courtyard, Jiaojiao and her godfather brought so many hills."
"Stupid lady, her godfather just gave the mountains so much and it is not as valuable as the jade pendant we are hanging safely. You didn't see Jiaojiao jumping up to return to her godmother." Zhang father said with a laugh.
Zhang Guoqing was even more at a loss when her mother heard it, and quickly comforted: "Mother, it's okay. I see my old husband nodded to Jiaojiao. Our family peace is much more valuable than Yupei. My old husband secretly gave it to Jiaojiao. There are a lot of Jiaojiao. Our family is not rare about these. By the way, I will tell you something."
After finishing talking, Zhang Guoqing started the car and drove into the village, and stopped and froze to death this night.
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