As soon as Zhang Jianshe said the matter, Zhang Daxi and Wu Juan suddenly fell silent.

Zhang Daxi silently took out his dry tobacco pocket and rolled his own cigarettes, he looked very calm, but when he lit a cigarette with a match, his hands were shaking.

Wu Juan's eyes widened, her mouth open, and she looked incredible, looking as if someone had cast a spell to fix her, which was particularly funny.

The family of three was silent, and the room was surprisingly quiet.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, Wu Juan got up and walked out.

Zhang Jianshe was stunned, and when he was wondering, he heard a sound from the other side of the gate, and then heard the sound of Wu Juan trotting back.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Zhang Jianshe looked at Wu Juan, who was in a hurry, and was very curious.

"Close the door, if you suddenly come back, won't this matter be exposed?" Wu Juan picked up the broom and pumped Zhang Jianjian twice.

"Ah, Mom, what are you doing!" Zhang Jianshe ran back to the kang with a roll, "Am I your own child, you are going to kill me!"

Wu Juan glared at her, "Loser little rabbit, if you don't do anything for a day, you can't control your guy, right?"

Zhang Jianshe said aggrievedly, "Mom, can you not be so buried when you speak?" I'm also a fifty-year-old person, you can beat me if you say it?"

"It's light to beat you, look at you, you're in your forties, how many are you in the bed?" Wu Juan said while gesturing the broom pimple twice, and finally threw the broom pimple aside in anger, and it seemed that she would not do it again.

"Then you can't blame me!" Zhang Jianshe muttered in a low voice, "Your son is a lover, people just like it, who wants to be bad if there is a good one?" Besides, I haven't thought about divorce either!"

"You...... You're still reasonable, aren't you?"

"Okay!" Zhang Daxi's dry tobacco was finally smoked, and the head of the household gave an order, and Wu Juan and Zhang Jianshe were immediately honest.

"Boss, tell me the truth, what do you think?" Zhang Daxi still understands his son, although Ge Caiyun is not from a good background, he is rich, and he has a capable cousin, not to mention the boss, he is tempted.

Wu Juan sat next to Zhang Daxi and didn't say a word, the expression on her face seemed to be constantly changing, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Zhang Jianshe looked at his father and mother cautiously, and cleared his throat, "Dad, Mom, I think so, I think Xiaoge is good, she has a poor background, she has never felt any family warmth since she was a child, if you live with me, you will definitely feel sorry for me." Moreover, the house where Xiao Ge lives now is spacious and good, and there are TVs, sewing machines, and wardrobes that are also freshly built, and it didn't take long for people to give this house to you and your old couple to live in!

"Do you want a divorce?

Zhang Jianshe pursed his lips disdainfully, "It's okay if she doesn't do it, if she can be like Xiaoge, get a house for your second elder, and have a cousin who can help me earn money, then I will still be with her." Xiaoge's cousin, but he is a big business in Pengcheng, and he has also been to Xiangjiang!"

Wu Juan was tempted, but she was afraid that this matter would be unsafe, "Boss, this joke can't be made, I listen to what you mean, don't you want to go to class?

In these years, people's thinking is still relatively old-fashioned, the weight of the iron rice bowl is not light, people want to go to the unit with their heads squeezed, if anyone gives birth to such an idea as Zhang Jianjian, he must be scolded as a loser, and his head must be packed. Even in the 90s, going to the sea to do business was still not favored by people, but at that time, many people were laid off, and if they did not do some small business to make a living, their lives were not settled.

"It's useless if you can't eat enough in the iron rice bowl!" Zhang Jianshe said, "I heard that the supply has been canceled in Pengcheng and Yangcheng, and the rich people drive cars and live in small western-style buildings." People are upstairs and downstairs, electric lights and telephones, this life is not more interesting than an iron rice bowl? Your son is holding an iron rice bowl! Not to mention living in a small western-style building and driving a car, he is reluctant to buy a box of good cigarettes!"

Zhang Daxi didn't speak, but he was obviously moved.

Wu Juan's eyes widened, "Really?"

"But it's not! If you want to say that at my age, there are old and young, how much pressure there is, isn't it?" Zhang Jianshe leaned forward to Wu Juan, "Mom, you said that you and my son have been mixed in the sea mine all my life, and I am not just a circuit repairer? If I go to Pengcheng with Xiaoge, and take advantage of Xiaoge's cousin's door, maybe in a few years, I will be able to live in a small western-style building and drive a car." Think about it, when I am developed, I will take you, my father, and the children over, and how good it would be for us to live in a big city as a family! The four seasons are like spring over there, and in winter, people can wear sweaters and spend the winter! No need to make a stove!"

"Yes?" Wu Juan was surprised, "So good?"

Zhang Daxi took out his cigarette pocket again, rolled another dry tobacco for himself, and smoked it.

"Well, think about my aunt, do you always show off to us, show off his family's double happiness and ability! Yo, no matter how capable you are, isn't it just living in Fengtian? She is also embarrassed to say that you smell of sauerkraut, just like her family doesn't eat it!" Zhang Jianshe said, "When we move to Pengcheng and live a good life in the future, you take more photos and send them back, so that they can see what a really good life is!"

Wu Juan was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, "Yes, let her talk to me!" It was as if they had moved to Pengcheng at this moment.

Zhang Daxi is not as optimistic as them, he always feels that there is something wrong here.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang?" Wu Juan stabbed Zhang Daxi, "What do you think." ”

Zhang Daxi thought for a moment before he said this sentence slowly, "Hearing is false, seeing is believing." ”

"Dad, what do you mean?" Zhang Jianshe was a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to refute Zhang Daxi's words, after all, there was a whatever!

"That Xiaoge family, isn't it far from here?"

Zhang Jianshe instinctively shook his head, "If you ride a bicycle, it will take more than ten minutes!"

Wu Juan also asked, "Old man, what do you mean?"

"Get on the bike, take advantage of Shen Wenying's absence, and take a look!"

"Isn't that okay?"

Wu Juan reacted and hurriedly patted her thigh, "What's wrong, real gold is not afraid of fire refining! Your dad is so good at this trick! Is it true or false, we old people have seen more than you, and we can understand it at a glance." ”

Zhang Jianshe was stunned for a moment, "Then, let's go! I'll carry my mother, can my father ride a bicycle by himself?"

"No, I'm not going to be useless yet. ”

In this way, the three of them changed their clothes, and while there was no one at home, they rode to Ge Caiyun's house.

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