Vol 2 Chapter 447: See through but not through

When Yi Jiefang came with the bag, in the west wing, Wan Dayong and the others had already opened the charcoal-fired copper pot, and the bone soup made by Aunt Chen had been poured into the big pot.
The spliced ​​generous table was filled with mutton, pig offal, Chinese cabbage, white radish, tofu dumplings, canned fruit, a few bottles of wine, and a cigarette.
Had it not been for the school's constant emphasis on saving food, Zhou Jiao really doubted whether this was a well-off life in a peaceful and prosperous age. Seeing so many things, she didn't intend to be stingy, but contributed some noodles and mushroom specialties.
Leaving them in the West Wing, she took her son back to the living room and asked Aunt Chen to ignore them and eat something to go to bed early. Otherwise, don't want to rest tonight.
Aunt Chen is no stranger to it, she always comes to such a dinner every month, which is more punctual than the female aunt. Today, Zhou's family has no parents, so it's strange that the genius is not upset.
In the West Wing, a few people hurriedly stepped forward to grab the bag, turned around and ran to the table.
Yi Jiefang rolled his eyes, "I thought you were welcoming me on the road and threw it to the blind man."
Ding Datou grinned and patted him on the shoulder, "We are already interesting enough, we are all ready and wait for you to open your mouth. This is a good thing, don't think about it."
"Start, don't waste it if you don't know how to drink."
"Your kid is a pig, why did everything fall down? First meat and then vegetables."
"Poor, pay attention to it! I think you want to eat meat first. I don't pour vegetables, is enough for you?"
"Oh, my mother, which put the tofu residue in first, it's all residue."
Zhang Guoqing smiled and watched them rush for food. He had just eaten a big bowl of dumplings, and he really didn't want to eat this messy stew. Before he stretched out his chopsticks, the pot was empty again.
"Daiyi, you kid is stupid! Hurry up and take off your coat and carefully cover the prickly heat."
"Is it time? I won't even have the soup later. I'm so hot."
Everyone roared with laughter.
"Laughing fart! Quickly add the stock. The next pot you are gentler, come slowly."
"Who is coming, I saw you with my own eyes, I only took one."
"Stop nonsense, pour the wine, let's have a drink first."
Everyone sat around a table, chatting and warming up, and had fun. Different from the friends you make in society, alumni get along with classmates a lot easier, less false, more sincere.
Zhang Guoqing is very satisfied with this atmosphere and likes to talk with them about campus and academic issues.
"Sickness comes in from the mouth, and disaster comes out of the mouth." He likes these high-IQ alumni more than the current situation discussions that other friends in the compound often blurt out.
The foolish Yi Jiefang, the laozi Wan Dayong, the hippy smiley Ding Datou, the treasured Geng Dasheng, and a few others. Why don't they see through but not see through?
He looked at his energetic classmates with sentimentality. Times make heroes, not to mention heroes of famous origin. It is not difficult for him to figure out why some people will always be ahead of others.
In the east wing over there, Zhou Jiao took the child to wash, soaked milk powder, and brought out the fruit plate. While listening to the voice of his son's milk, he was talking about his amazing discovery.
"Mom, Aunt Wang is very kind to me. Every time I divide apples and eggs, I pick the bigger ones for me, but I don't like her. She always asks about my family affairs."
"The dean's grandma is very afraid of grandpa. My grandpa came to pick me up, and she ran away. She likes grandma the most, and she ran out when she saw her. Grandma said her little aunt wanted to go through the back door."
After speaking, Ping An took a sip of milk and looked at her with a smile.
Zhou Jiao gave him a thumbs up, "It's great! You have discovered all the adults' secrets. Ping An is better than your mother! Do children bully you?"
"White-bearded grandfather in front of the house a bad little brother, deliberately broke my toys, I want to steal small gloves. I hit him, he was no longer afraid to come. Grandpa said he was good for nothing."
"Sister Wang always likes to cry, and she always follows me. I don't play with her, she still cries. I beat her, she dare not cry. Her mother is bad, and I haven't beaten my little sister. She told grandma it's okay They are all children, but they stared at me secretly. I told my grandfather that I am too young to beat an adult. When I grow up, I will beat her to death. Grandpa said that it is not too late for a gentleman to avenge him for ten years."
"Mom, do you know what it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years? Grandpa said that after the new year, I can take revenge in nine years. I really want to grow up quickly."
Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded from time to time to feed him milk. For a young child, he thinks clearly, he is good at discovering, and his description is very organized.
"You can beat her daughter. If she bullies you, you can beat her baby. However, you can't beat her baby in front of her. You have to find a good reason to beat her."
Ping An smiled triumphantly: "Mom is so smart!"
Zhou Jiao laughed with joy. Why is it so comfortable to be praised by my son.
The mothers stopped laughing, Zhou Jiao also forgot to explain to her son, what is meant by a gentleman's revenge for ten years? Maybe she didn't want to explain. To her, her dad was right! Wrong and right!
Just as she said that peanuts are pearls~EbookFREE.me~ her dad will definitely help her perfect the final decision-that is not a pearl! Nine years is nothing. Her father said that for eight years, she would not blink her eyes.
"Son, what do you do if someone you don't know says is a relative in the family and asks you to go with him?"
Ping An: "Beat him to death!"
Zhou Jiao is dumbfounded—this is all right?
Ping Ping giggled, "Grandpa said, except for grandma, mom and dad, aunt Chen, and grandma, whoever will pick Ping Ping will not leave."
Zhou Jiao grabbed him to tickle him and smiled: "Bad boy, bad baby, see if you dare to tease mom."
Ping An followed the usual way of Zhou Jiao, raising both hands to beg her for mercy. Seeing no effect, he immediately counterattacked. The two of them were playing together, and they fell on the bed too tired.
After resting for a while, Zhou Jiao touched the child's head and kissed him comfortably. Time flies so fast, children grow faster, and the little bean buns learn to play cute in the blink of an eye.
"Peace is great! Mom is very proud of being safe. You can tell if you miss your parents. The baby thinks that your parents are not wrong. Moms often want to be safe when they are outside."
Climbed out safely and happily, "Really? I want to go to school with my parents."
Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded heavily. Her child is still young. If she doesn't ask whether she misses her parents and dare not say, she will bear it secretly.
Reaching out to hug the child, Zhou Jiao gently patted the child, "Adults’ school is not fun. You go to school every day, so your mother has never let you go. It’s not that your mother doesn’t want to let you pass safely. Nothing can compare to the compound outside. Go home and stay safe."
Seeing the child smiled and nodded, Zhou Jiao secretly cheered for herself. For a well-behaved and sensible child, and for the future of the family, she must work harder.