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Song Yiyi's grandparents who made up for this body in their brains, in this big movement, went from a university professor who taught and educated people to a stinky old Jiu who everyone shouted and beaten, and was sent to the countryside of Hebei Province to undergo labor reform. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She thought of an idea that she didn't know how to adjust: "Dad, you will have to recuperate at home for a long time, you can't take care of yourself, and you need to be taken care of by your family, can you use this as a reason to transfer your grandparents back." ”

Shi Fengzhu also said: "Zemin, I will go back to the factory in a few days, and your declared physical condition really needs to be taken care of by your family." However, when you make a request, will you be pouted back, after all, Zi'an is already sixteen years old and is considered an adult. ”

Song Yiyi pinched her waist with her hands: "Which sixteen-year-old boy can do laundry, cook, and wipe the body of a paralyzed patient and take a bath!"

"Besides, Dad should tell the leaders of the division directly, you can't live in the army anymore. Next to Xiao Changqing's family, if you do something more, how can you deal with this situation!"

"It's not that grandparents used to live in Shen City, and Dad moved there!"

Song Zi'an frowned, always feeling that his sister's idea was unreliable: "I'm afraid that such a request will not be approved." ”

Song Yiyi pouted: "It's up to people! Dad, it's time to test your ability!"

Song Zemin looked at his daughter dotingly: "Okay, dad do your best! Yiyi, tomorrow morning, let Zi'an take you to the house of Political Commissar Wang and Master He for a New Year's greeting, and by the way, hand in an application for Dad." ”

Song Yiyi blinked and understood that this was her father's preparation for action.

A shout in the courtyard interrupted Song Yiyi's thoughts: "Political Commissar Song, Political Commissar Wang asked me to pick up your family for the New Year!"

The four people in the house glanced at each other, and Shi Fengzhu replied, "Here!" With that, she and Song Zi'an got up one after the other and walked out of the house and came to the courtyard.

The young soldier in the courtyard stood upright: "Sister-in-law, Happy New Year!"

Shi Fengzhu smiled and let him into the house: "Happy New Year!" Come, come into the house, Lao Song is in the house." ”

Song Zi'an greeted with a smile: "Brother Qi, didn't you go home for the New Year?"

"No, I went home last year and I stayed this year. Hehe, otherwise I wouldn't have had a chance to see Master Jiang yet!" Xiao Qi responded.

By the time the three of them walked in, Song Zemin had already changed to a flat lying position.

Xiao Qi looked at the person lying on the kang, thinking about the news he had just gotten, and felt a little uncomfortable, this is a soldier he respects more, but now he can't stand and walk because he saved a white-eyed wolf. He saluted Song Zemin with a military salute: "Political Commissar Song, I have been ordered to pick up your family and go to Political Commissar Wang's house for the New Year! Political Commissar Wang said, his family is small, and your family has just come to the army, so I am afraid that there is not much preparation, let me take your family over, and everyone will be lively and lively together!"

"Also, Master Jiang said, let the little girl go, his family sent Jinzhou side dishes and goubangzi smoked chicken, the thief is delicious!"

Song Zemin would go to the house of Political Commissar Wang and Master He every year to pay New Year's greetings, but this year he stopped thinking about it because of his inconvenience, so he agreed without hesitation.

Song Zi'an picked up Song Zemin on his back, and Xiao Qi got into the car first with a wheelchair.

Shi Fengzhu and Song Yiyi, who were walking behind, glanced at each other, they couldn't go to other people's houses empty-handed to eat for nothing during the Chinese New Year, and no one had many things!

Shi Fengzhu said softly: "Take the two carp, pork and chicken, and what else to bring, you have to make up four things." ”

"Rice. Really, we don't lack it yet!" Song Yiyi whispered in her ear.

Shi Fengzhu shook his head: "How can I send food, why don't I get some shrimp out?"

"You have to bring ice, saying you bought it by chance when you went out to buy groceries. Song Yiyi reminded.

Shi Fengzhu nodded, took out ten quick-frozen prawns from the warehouse in the space, put them in a basket, and packed the fish, chicken, and meat in the small warehouse with Song Yiyi, locked the door, and then got into the car.

Political Commissar Wang's home is also in this family area, and if it weren't for Song Zemin's inconvenience, they would have walked for seven or eight minutes. Soon, they arrived at the house of Commissar Wang.

In front of him was a two-story red brick building with a courtyard, and Song Yiyi walked at the end with a basket. Before she got out of the car, she saw another two-story building not far away, and she couldn't help but pat her head.

Shi Fengzhu, who was walking in front, turned around and raised his eyebrows at her silently asking what was going on. Song Yiyi raised her chin and nodded at another small building on the right, and then lifted the basket in her hand.

Shi Fengzhu frowned slightly, she was in a hurry just now, and she also ignored the proximity of Senior He's house and Political Commissar Wang's house.

Song Yiyi entered the living room on the first floor of the small building, and on the sofa sat the two Wang political commissars and his wife, Master Jiang and a young man.

Shi Fengzhu took two steps, pushed the wheelchair to the sofa, and together with Song Zemin, greeted Political Commissar Wang and his wife and Master Jiang.

Master Jiang directly set his eyes on Song Yiyi: "Little girl, you always carry a basket, you are not too tired! Give the basket to Xiao Qi and let him send it to the kitchen." Come on, come on, give Uncle Jiang a New Year's greeting. ”

Xiao Qi immediately stepped forward to take the basket and sent it to the kitchen.

Song Yiyi pulled Song Zi'an, walked up to Uncle Jiang with a smile, and clasped her fists with both hands: "Uncle Jiang, Yiyi and my brother have given you a New Year's greeting! I wish you a speedy recovery, all the best, a happy family, a smooth work, and more talents for the army!"

Master Jiang laughed heartily: "The little girl just understands me and knows what I think in my heart! As he spoke, he took out a large piece of unity from his pocket and handed it over.

Song Yiyi was taken aback, she didn't expect that the other party would give her New Year's money. Because in the morning, when the children of each family come to pay New Year's greetings, the mother gives some candy or melon seeds and peanuts. Her brother told her that every family did this. She didn't take the money, and politely refused: "Uncle Jiang, I have already received the New Year's money given to me by my parents." You put this money away, and when the juniors in the family give you New Year's greetings, you can make a move!"

Master Jiang forced the money into her hand: "Take it, Uncle gave you the New Year's money! There is a saying, yes, the elders can't give away!"

Song Yiyi wanted to return the money, but looking at Master Jiang's sincere expression, she dispelled this idea. People are sincere in giving it, if you don't take it, won't it hurt people's hearts: "Okay, then I'll take it, thank you Uncle Jiang!"

She returned the same sincere smile to Senior Commander Jiang, and then greeted Political Commissar Wang and his wife with her brother.

Song Yiyi looked at Commissar Wang's wife, thinking that she must have been a beautiful woman with a melon seed face and big eyes when she was young, even if she is old now, she is still a **** person, but there is a faint sorrow between her eyebrows.