"My name is Xia Zecheng. Xia Zecheng walked over, sat on the side and replied gently, "I am half of Uncle Yang's comrade-in-arms." ”

"Can this comrade-in-arms be counted as half?" the old lady couldn't help laughing, "Why did you come?"

"I'm in charge of the selection of troops in our regiment this season, and today someone pretended to be Carambola Creek for a physical examination, and I didn't find the name of Carambola Creek, so I came over to see what the situation was. ”

Xia Zecheng only told half of the truth, and as for the other half, he couldn't say it to anyone other than Yang Haixia.

"I've got you to see the joke today. Yang Haixia said apologetically to Xia Zecheng, "Let's go to the house and talk." ”

"Okay. Xia Zecheng nodded.

Yang Haixia took him to Yang Yanxi's room.

"Where are the young girl and the golden boy?" the old lady looked left and right, and didn't find the other two, so she asked.

The third sister went to play with Yuncui, and Jinxi and Yang Hong went to the town to buy books. Yang Yanxi responded.

"Why don't you go?" asked the old lady, puzzled.

This great-grandson and Jinxi are as good as a person, but they haven't kept up today?

"My sister can't walk, so I have to stay and take care of her. Yang Yanxi scratched his head, looked at Carambola Creek and was a little apologetic, "I saw that my sister didn't get up, so I went to Erniu's house to play for a while, how do I know, I ......."

"You don't have the ability to be a prophet of the future. Carambola Xi gave him a funny look, "Just take care of yourself." ”

"It's not over. Yang Yanxi couldn't help gritting his teeth when he thought of the scene he saw when he first came back.

Carambola Xi raised his hand and gave him a head look: "The matter is over, you are not allowed to mess around." ”

"It's not going to mess around. Yang Yanxi's eyes were dripping.

"Rock Creek. Carambola Xi stared at Yang Yanxi and said, "This matter ends here, do you know?"

"Got it. Yang Yanxi was stunned for a moment, although reluctantly, he still nodded.

"Rock boy, listen to your sister, that's right. The old lady raised her crutches and knocked on Yang Yanxi's feet, and said earnestly, "This matter is over, if you go to cause trouble again, you will be at a loss, and you will be blind to the justice that you pulled me to preside." ”

"Well, if you don't go, you won't go. Yang Yanxi sighed helplessly, raised his hand and promised, "I listened to my grandfather and sister, and this is the end." ”

"Just remember. The old lady took back her crutches, felt in her pocket for a long time, took out a small paper bag, opened it carefully, and handed it to Carambola Creek, "Taotao, this is for you." ”

Inside, there is a piece of mung bean cake with rough workmanship.

"Thank you, Taigong. Carambola Creek's eyes moistened, and she reached out to take it.

I haven't received such a pastry for 30 years, and when I see it again, I am suddenly separated from the world.

"Taigong, you can start eating. ”

An hour later, Cheng Cuijuan walked out with the dishes, except that her eyes were a little redder, her expression had returned to her usual gentleness, and her tone couldn't hear anything.

Her resilience made Carambola Creek can't help but look at it twice.

was looking, Cheng Cuijuan looked up.

"Yanxi, go and help serve food to Aunt Juan. Carambola Xi did not evade, smiled sweetly at Cheng Cuijuan, and pushed Yang Yanxi next to him.

"Oh. Yang Yanxi nodded and obediently helped.

The old lady saw it in her eyes, but she didn't scold Cheng Cuijuan anymore.

At the time of eating, there were two tables.

Qingxi and Jinxi haven't come back yet, and there are only Taoxi, Yanxi and Cheng Cuijuan on the small table.

At the other table, the old lady took Yang Haixia, Uncle Lao Qiao, and Xia Zecheng.

During the banquet, Xia Zecheng briefly talked about the registration form again, and put the responsibility on himself: "It was strange that Carambola Creek obviously had a foot injury but couldn't pass the physical examination, why did he hand over the form, but I didn't expect that it would cause so many troubles." ”

Cheng Cuijuan's hand paused and immediately returned to nature.

"I don't blame you, you're also duty. Yang Haixia shook his head and picked up his wine glass, "Speaking of which, you saved Taoxi again, and I respect you for this cup." ”

Xia Zecheng raised his glass calmly.

Carambola Creek looked at Cheng Cuijuan, and then looked at Xia Zecheng over there.

His words were obviously for Cheng Cuijuan, how could a busy person like him come to her house in person because of such a trivial matter as the registration form?

No, she had to find a chance to ask him.