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After breakfast the next day, Jiang Guozhu said to Jiang Xinjun: "Your task today is to go to the court to stay and understand the situation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Bai Feng was also quite interested in solving the case, remembering yesterday's incident, and teasing: "I'll go with Brother Junzi, so that he won't go in and out by himself, and there will be any danger." ”

Jiang Xinjun glanced at him: "It's okay, if I meet her, I'll kick her away!"

The two walked out the door laughing.

Grandpa Song and Grandma Song used to take a walk after every meal, so they pulled Song Yiyi and walked around their yard together.

Grandpa Song said with a smile: "I haven't eaten spring cakes for several years, although this year's beginning of spring has passed, but now it's early spring, let's make up for it, right?"

Song Yiyi has no opinion, everything is done: "Okay, can you eat at noon?"

Grandma Song reminded in a whisper: "Let's eat at night, everyone." They helped my family go out to inquire about the news. ”

Song Yiyi nodded: "Okay, then let's have spring cakes for dinner." For lunch, we eat fried small yellow croaker, Longjing shrimp, braised lion's head, fried peanuts, and then mixed with colorful big skin. Soup, simpler, just tomato sleeve soup. ”

Grandpa Song likes this kind of mix-and-match eating method very much: "It's very good." ”

After lunch, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song went back to their house for a nap.

Song Yiyi waited more than an hour before preparing dinner. She recalled that in recent days, when she had cultivated the Jade Maiden Technique at night, she had not made an inch, and her mood was inevitably a little anxious.

Song Yiyi had a habit in his previous life, every time he encountered something difficult, he would let himself go to write calligraphy, so as to calm his emotions and be open-minded.

Song Zemin and Shi Fengzhu in the house both understood their daughter's habits, so the two set up a chessboard and played Go quietly.

Song Zi'an moved all the textbooks of Song Zemin's junior high school from his grandfather's house yesterday. He picked out the math textbook from the first semester of junior high school, got on the kang, leaned on the quilt, and studied comfortably on his own.

Inside the room, there was a lot of peace, with the occasional crisp sound of chess pieces touching the chessboard, and the occasional flipping of a book once in a few minutes. The warm winter sun shines through the glass windows and is projected into the house, which only makes people feel that the years are quiet!

Jiang Xinyong accompanied his father in the yard, walked slowly to exercise his legs and feet that had just healed, and walked to the gate of the courtyard, he glanced out from the crack in the door, but saw Wu Dazhong running out of breath from the mouth of the alley.

Jiang Xinyong thought he was dazzled, and after standing still, he took a closer look, Wu Dazhong had already run through the gate of the Lin family, getting closer and closer. With his 1.5 eyesight and a distance of more than ten meters, he could clearly see Wu Dazhong's anxious expression on his face.

Jiang Guozhu also found Wu Dazhong, who was about to run to the gate, and he asked Jiang Xinyong to open the door directly.

Wu Dazhong was just about to knock on the door, when he saw the door suddenly open, the Jiang family father and son were standing in the door, he took a breath: "I have something urgent to find Uncle Song, go in first!"

As he spoke, he walked briskly towards Song Zemin's house. Jiang Guozhu and Jiang Xinyong glanced at each other, and also followed Wu Dazhong into the house.

When the three of them entered the house, they saw such a picture of the quiet years, and the atmosphere of a family of four was extremely warm.

Song Yiyi's five senses are extremely sensitive, and she has already noticed it as early as Wu Dazhong entered the courtyard. She still finished writing the last word steadily, and only after the three of them entered the room did she put down the brush in her hand.

Shi Fengzhu went to pour a glass of water for Wu Dazhong: "Dazhong, drink some water, you sweat profusely, are you thirsty?"

Wu Dazhong took a few breaths, raised his neck and drank the cup of warm buffalo, and wiped off the water droplets on the side of his mouth with his hand: "Uncle Song, my dad hurried home after lunch, let me send you a letter immediately." ”

"My father said that Regiment Commander Xiao is back, and he will be back at eight or nine o'clock this morning! He didn't even go home, but went directly to the regiment headquarters and called the cadres of the regiment together for a meeting. At the meeting, when he learned that you had temporarily resigned from the post of regimental political commissar and had gone home to recuperate from your wounds, he was furious and asked the staff officers, officers, battalion commanders, and company commanders one by one, in short, everyone at the meeting, why no one told him the news! Why no one informed him of such important news!

Later, Head Xiao asked for the address of Uncle Song's house, and my father guessed that he might come and let you get ready. ”

Song Zemin was peaceful, he had long expected that Xiao Changqing would rush back when he got the news of Cai Chunhua's death: "Dazhong, you go back and tell your father, just do your job well, don't be taken advantage of." ”

Wu Dazhong nodded: "Well, I'll go back!"

While they were talking, Song Yiyi went to the kitchen to put the extra two lion heads and a plate of fried small yellow croaker in the lunch box and handed them to Shi Fengzhu.

Shi Fengzhu understood what his daughter meant, and people came from afar to send letters, although the relationship between the two families was good, but they also wanted to send some food to express their gratitude. She put a cloth bag on the lunch box, so that Dazhong would not be conspicuous when he took the cloth bag back to the family area: "Dazhong, take this home, you all taste it, I think it's delicious." ”

Wu Dazhong loves to eat the dishes at the bottom of the pot yesterday, and he didn't shirk it, and took it directly: "Thank you, Aunt Song, I'm leaving." ”

Song Yiyi wasn't worried at all, Xiao Changqing came back when he came back, and his father was more than enough to deal with him. She saw that it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, got up and went to the kitchen, and baked spring cakes.

Song Zi'an didn't go to the kitchen to help his sister, he was a little worried that Xiao Changqing would come to calculate his father again.

Grandpa Song and Grandma Song only learned the news of Xiao Changqing's return when Wu Dazhong left, and they were very concerned about the whole story in detail. Although I already knew a rough idea before, this time I made the whole context of the matter clear.

Grandma Song still couldn't help but complain to Song Zemin: "Son, your IQ was zero at the time, and your brain was still pumping!" She turned her head again, and said to Shi Fengzhu very lovingly: "Fengzhu, I wronged you at that time! Fortunately, this stupid incident did not affect the relationship between you!"

Shi Fengzhu smiled silently, not only did it affect his feelings, but even his life would have been harmed, otherwise he would not have let them take over!

Grandpa Song frowned: "Zemin, the "Zizhi Tongjian", "Sun Tzu's Art of War", and "Thirty-six Strategies" that you read before are all in vain!" After training this sentence, he stopped saying it, his son is so old, he can't ignore his face, especially in front of his daughter-in-law.

Song Zemin didn't feel embarrassed, he didn't make the mistake, but he had to bear this mistake, who let him take over this body! He laughed and laughed at himself: "What my parents said was right, my thoughts at that time were a dead end, and I was stubborn to death, but my IQ was zero!"