Vol 2 Chapter 952: Dad, who said what?

When Zhang Guoqing asked this, the family came into the living room.
"I accompanied the old chief and them to receive foreign guests in the afternoon. It was a party in the evening. If I got delayed, I would be late." After saying that, Zhou Xiaozheng shook his head, "You have been in the car for so long.
Zhang Guoqing looked at her daughter-in-law amusedly, "Dad, we will go to work tomorrow, so we should talk a little bit while you have supper. Jiaojiao wiped away tears when she thought of you at her hometown."
"Edit, you just continue."
"You girl, that means you didn't think about me and your dad?" Miao Lishan gave her a slanted look. "You might as well be safe with them. The three babies all say that they are broken when they think about me."
"Hehe..." Zhou Jiao spit out her little tongue, let go of her father's arm and ran towards the kitchen. Her mouth was stupid... or she ran errands quickly.
"Slow down." Zhou Xiaozheng watched his daughter leave with concern and couldn't help but remind.
Zhang Guoqing has become accustomed to Zhou Jiao's appearance, and her little daughter's attitude can only be revealed in front of her and her husband.
Zhou Xiaozheng was eating supper while listening to his daughter and son-in-law talking about what he had seen and heard along the way. He had a split mind, and he had to find time to tell how to not make his daughter too worried.
It was late at night, and Zhou Jiao and Zhang Guoqing did not say much. In the heart of reporting the good and not the worry, Miao Lishan was interjecting and interjecting, but the atmosphere was very harmonious and happy.
It happened to be a topic from the northeast hometown to pick up the old lady Cheng tonight, to the weekend party that Cheng Ruzhu said. Miao Lishan asked her husband for advice.
When Zhou Xiaozheng heard that his wife was worried about what would be bad, he shook his head and smiled, "It's almost nothing to do with everyone. There is an idiom called "Not to blame."
After a pause, he went on to say, "Jiaojiao, let's let go of our family's external donations in the short term."
Zhou Jiao suddenly "cocked" in her heart, and hurriedly asked, "Dad, who said what?"
Zhou Xiaozheng knew that the child would think more, slowed down his tone as much as possible, and said in a hurry, "I'm just in case. Deputy Prime Minister Hua spent her own money to solve the difficulties of the workers when they went to the factory to inspect. Now some people report that there is a problem with their line and thinking."
"There are also several people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who are also on the list. It is said that they went abroad to tip the waiters. Oh, yes, there are still foreigners who learn capitalism."
Zhou Jiao secretly smacked her tongue.
She patted her chest, "Fortunately, I was reminded by my dad before. Okay, I see, should I write to those people to explain?"
Zhou Xiaozheng shook his head, "No need. After so many years, some orphans of martyrs have grown up. They should be able to support themselves."
Zhou Jiao pondered for a moment, "Where are those old soldiers?"
"It has also been cancelled. The old chiefs have already talked about this issue today. In the future, various local armed forces will implement these old comrades' life issues in more detail, and specific rules will be issued soon."
Hearing Zhou Xiaozheng's words, she carefully examined his face, and when she saw that there was nothing unusual, she nodded slightly, and asked anxiously: "Dad, really nobody is embarrassing you?"
Zhou Xiaozheng wiped his hands with a wet towel, "I have filed in front of the old chief, and he knows all the little things in our family, and no one is uncomfortable with him."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiao gave her father a thumbs up silently. You are good, you are good, you have more foresight than me in the future, right? !
Zhou Xiaozheng chuckled when seeing this. This silly girl! In fact, there are some things that you don't need to say by yourself, just like Xiao Wuyi at home, whenever you meet a few old chiefs, you will keep thinking about it.
The three children are so smart, they are not properly educated as parents. But on this point, he didn't intend to speak, otherwise the silly son-in-law opposite would have to follow the children unprincipled.
When he comes back, he naturally has to go back to work. Working and leaving get off work has become a daily routine, especially Zhou Jiao, who now even gives her colleagues the opportunity to travel.
She doesn't know the subsidies for business trips, the national food stamps she has saved, and the benefits for going out. Relatively speaking, apart from being able to accompany her family, she prefers not to go to other places to give quotations and keep silent.
By the beginning of the school season, the children also went to school, and the kindergarten went to kindergarten. After Zhang Guoqing was promoted by one level, her life in the unit became more and more stable.
In the past, Shi Dashen would give her a task. Now, I don't know if it is to protect her or it involves all aspects. Maybe the digital group has been attacked back and forth.
In short, she still receives welfare, and her work is gone...
Er, it's actually not just her, even Hu Xiaohui stayed in the capital with nothing to do. Apart from normal commuting to get off work, she also started to "hatched a chicken".
As the New Year approached, Zhou Jiao did not accidentally receive a call from her little sister. She finally hatched a baby chick. It is said that she likes to eat very spicy food. Hopefully, she will have a soft and intimate little quilted jacket in the coming year.
Is it an intimate little padded jacket? Zhou Jiao didn't know, she could only say that Xiao Liuliu, who was rejected by Lao Tzu when she was born, was a lucky child.
From the time he stayed in his mother's stomach to one year old, Hu Xiaohui never traveled on business or worked overtime once, and received full care from his mother.
The days just passed, winter and spring came, and the children gradually grew up. Watching Ping An teaches the younger brothers to break down the Mucang branch, I have to sigh, how fast these days are...
"Peace, come out quickly."
Groups of children downstairs shouted their voices outside. The room shook their heads safely, stood up and walked to the window, and waved their hands outside quietly to signal that they heard it.
"Mom, we made an appointment with everyone to go to the suburbs."
The book in Zhou Jiao's hand had long been put down after these voices heard. He nodded with a smile, and pointed to the three satchels hanging on the wall, "Bring more snacks."
"Mom, let's go and come back to bring you flowers."
Zhou Jiao looked at her younger son amused, "Don't fold other people's peach blossoms like last time."
"Mom, you... why... you broke the filial piety of your old son."
Ping Ping patted Wu Yi's head and threw one of the satchels to him, "Okay, don't play treasures."
"Brother, you are jealous of my good-looking and sensible, right?"
Liuyi reached out and took his bag from Ping An~EbookFREE.me~ Hum, "Are you cute? Where's the face? Who am I to blame? "
Wu Yi touched him with his arm, "Don't you also throw the pot to others, I will do it for you every time. My dad said that being a brother has this life or an afterlife, you have to cherish my brother."
Liu Yi Ma slid to Zhou Jiao, "Mom, you can put 51 in your stomach again for transformation."
Wu Yi single handicraft akimbo, pointing at him, "Six One, are you a brother? I was bullied by you at the beginning, and I was a catty less than you, so I asked you to run out to be your brother first."
Ping An immediately stepped forward and patted his hand, "Where did you learn it? You will be like those old ladies in the village. You still can't leave?"
"Brother, I am wronged, this posture was learned from those grandfathers." Wu Yi carried a slung, and went hand in hand with Brother Liu Yi. He waved his hand to Zhou Jiao as he walked and said goodbye to Zhou Jiao. Argue yourself.
Zhou Jiao shook her head speechlessly. This little one doesn't know whoever he wants, he has never seen him lose, but the more he is safe, the less talked about. There is room for rebirth in the fifties