Vol 2 Chapter 961: Favors become thinner

"Okay, I and your dad know it well. You can be strict and don't show the wind outside. The accordion has to be practiced, and what else... Remember to practice every day, but don't be embarrassed in the selection."
Wen Yu shook his head confidently and said with a smile: "Don't worry, just that little musical instrument. I have been learning this musical instrument with my sister for so long. Although I can't compare with the three little guys in Ping An, it's not bad. "
"You..." Cheng Ruzhu had nothing to say and pointed his finger at him. It was true that the transfer to the child was the right one. Although he did not live in Zhou's house, the child also learned a lot.
Wen Yu smiled disapprovingly and touched his sturdy face. His handsome face was cynical, and he stuck his trouser pocket only. This gesture made Wen Congwen who had just entered frowned.
"Have you seen your grandma? How is the old lady's body?"
Wen Yu immediately took out his left hand and stood up, "Dad, my grandmother said it's okay, she told you and my mother to rest assured. By the way, my eldest cousin wants to be transferred here. Hearing my grandpa said that my uncle was scared by my grandmother last time. So let my cousin and cousin accompany them in the capital in the future. This has already been done, and it will be done almost a year ago."
Cheng Ruzhu happily smiled and said: "It is so. It just happens that your cousin has a body and will have children in the future, so the house will not be deserted."
"Mom, why are you deserted? I told my grandmother and asked her to pick each other for me, and stay with them when I married my wife."
Wen Congwen glared at his son, "You don't need to use your brain to speak at such an old age. From now on, stop yelling, your grandma should have an idea after hearing this."
"Oh, it's not that big brother and second brother are going to marry a wife, is it enough to have you with my grandma." Wen Yu said, seeing his father's face sinking, he immediately smiled, "Okay, I understand you Meaning, don’t you worry about someone saying from behind that I want to take advantage of the old man and the old lady. Since my grandfather and them are accompanied, I retreat to the second line."
Upon seeing this, Cheng Ruzhu immediately winked at her son, "If there is nothing to do, go out for a walk, hurry up and accompany your grandma. They seemed to have something to tell you just now."
"Yes!" Wen Yu saluted, and immediately slipped out. If you take a step slower, he is quite casual, and he would rather be beaten a few times than listen to the "tightening curse."
Seeing his son slip away, Wen Congwen shook his head, "The stinky boy is not serious, but one sentence is right. The boss's lifelong affairs should start to be arranged."
"No hurry, I think the grandmother of the child is already preparing." Cheng Ruzhu pulled him into the seat, "I called Jiaojiao, she is not here, Xiao Wu answered.
He wanted to go to his hometown. He didn't go back for a long time and worried that he could not take care of him. Besides, who knows when the educated youth will return to the city, it is related to the problem of getting married in the future.
I think what he said was very reasonable. Later, he gave me a suggestion, do you want him to find someone, thinking about letting the child directly jump in the queue in the countryside under the household registration? "
Wen Congwen nodded in agreement, "Or he can see far, 16-year-old said whether he is big or not, he is indeed looking for someone in a few years."
After pondering for a moment, he continued: "I don't need Xiaowu to make a move. I will see my old classmates in the past two days to see if it can be resolved? There is no need for him to give favor to these little things."
Cheng Ruzhu also had the same idea, the more he used his favor, the thinner he got. For so many years, Zhou Jiao and his wife have given themselves too much help. It is better to go to trouble less if there is nothing major.
On the weekend, a rain in the afternoon dissipated the sultry summer, and the three Ping An brothers were pushing a pallet with Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao.
"Mom, do you want to sit up?"
Zhou Jiao immediately shook her head. She was sitting as a mother and let her son pull her.
It’s a rare break. Originally, Zhou Jiao planned to bring the children to the Hutong courtyard to have a good chat with Master. Unexpectedly, the elderly would be better at having fun, and they would take a stroll in the countryside early in the morning.
It's all right now. The children actually said they wanted to buy some old newspapers and wood to set off the fire at a nearby purchase station. Zhou Jiao couldn't bear to refuse the profound meaning behind this rhetoric.
After a certain intersection, Zhang Guoqing saw the child walking to the right and promptly reminded, "Go left."
Ping An was startled when he heard the words, then his eyes lit up, and he changed directions and continued pushing. It seems that his dad usually visits a few junkyards nearby.
Stop and go, walked for more than half an hour, and finally stopped at the waste collection station near the city gate.
As Zhang Guoqing said, there are a lot of smart people in Sijiucheng, and in the remote courtyard, four or five people are also picking and choosing on the garbage dump.
Zhou Jiao was the first to negotiate with an aunt at the door. In addition to pointing to the cart behind him to find a reason at random, she also secretly stole a dollar in accordance with the "rules".
Zhang Guoqing touched his nose with a guilty conscience. Fortunately, he did not wear a military uniform when he went out today, otherwise his image would be really damaged. He took the cart and let the children go in first.
When Zhou Jiao saw the garbage dump where the children ran to, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, and whispered to Zhang Guoqing, "Why isn't there any sorting and storage of warehouses here?"
Zhang Guoqing gently shook his head, winking at her and going home. The ancient capital has a history of thousands of years. There is no shortage of so-called contraband in corners and corners. The waste stations in several urban areas have long piled up garbage.
And this place. It's close to the outskirts of the city, and even farther away from the paper mill. Several nearby purchase stations carry the most tattered garbage here.
There are many things, but they are not of high value, so they are not noticeable. When it was time to clean up, there was a wave of going to the countryside. Except for the occasional car pulling away once a month, the employees inside spontaneously perfunctory.
Zhang Guoqing thought he couldn't understand the authenticity, let alone the calligraphy and paintings that were badly damaged and only half of them, as well as the fragments of porcelain.
So he focused on the wood with missing arms and legs, and some pieces of things could make a chair or stool all the time.
"Mom, this broken box allows my dad to repair and give you a gross ticket."
"I have one too. I wash it and put some cakes for my grandma."
Zhou Jiao smiled at the old man who came over~EbookFREE.me~ and cast a silent glance at the twins. Really don't know the goods? Take it before it's ready.
Wu Yi squinted her eyes slightly, and greeted the old man with a smile. She didn't forget to get into the middle of the few of them, and Liu Yi next to him slid in one direction and picked up the garbage.
Quietly searching for books in a corner, a sack was filled with broken books. He beckoned to Zhou Jiao, pointed at the sack, and came to Wu Yi by himself.
"Go there to play, don't disturb the elders."
One of the old men waved his hand and pointed at the woman guarding the door with a smile, "It's okay. Little guy, go find that grandma, and see if she can agree with you to come in and look for comics."
May 1 nodded happily, "Okay, thank you grandpa. You guys are careful not to fall here, I'll go to the grandma first."
Ping An watched his younger brother running away, smiled apologetically at several people, lowered his head and continued to search, and slowly moved closer to Zhou Jiao while holding something. There is room for rebirth in the fifties