After all, Li Shufen did not learn from the women of the last century, getting up in the middle of the night and sticking her ears to the door of her son and daughter-in-law to listen to whether there was any movement?

As a people's teacher, she can't be too pedantic with the progress of the times, but she hopes that Zhang Hao can make some moves in her heart.

After all, she is also a mother.

It is a very important thing for her to marry a son-in-law.

At night, Peng Li lay on Zhang Hao's armpit, put one hand on Zhang Hao's chest, and whispered: "Your mother likes me a lot." ”

"That's a must, I don't have a bad eye for people!"

"Are you praising me or am you praising myself?" asked Peng Li.

"What's the difference?" asked Zhang Hao.

"Of course there is, if you compliment me, I'll reward you with a kiss!"

"Hmph," Zhang Hao smiled evilly, grabbed the edge of Peng Li's pajama pants with both hands, and said with a smile: "Of course I praised you!"

Peng Li laughed a few times, supported Zhang Hao, who was about to be pressed down, with both hands, and said, "No, it's not good at home, let my uncle and aunt hear it......"

She pouted and shook her head slightly.

"Don't be afraid, the sound insulation effect of my walls is very good, I used to watch movies in the study, the sound was very loud, the old man sat in the living room, he couldn't hear it!" Zhang Hao said.

"Still no, I feel awkward, you bear with me, when I go back, I'll be okay with you?" Peng Li's eyes were particularly bright in the middle of the night.

Zhang Hao looked at the love in his heart, couldn't bear it, sighed, lay on the bed, hugged Peng Li tightly, and took it as a temporary relief.

……

In the Chinese New Year's Eve, the family got up very early.

According to the traditional custom, the house should be cleaned inside and out.

Peng Li followed Li Shufen to do housework, although her movements were a little clumsy, she could barely cope with it, at least she had to make it look like.

Zhang Hao took out the four treasures of the study, wrote a couplet and pasted it on both sides of the door, and the atmosphere of the Spring Festival was coming.

After a simple meal in the morning, Li Shufen began to work on the reunion dinner.

"Zhang Hao, you go and pick up the old man!" Zhang Kui instructed.

"Got it!"

"I'll go with you!" Peng Li jumped in front of Zhang Hao in two steps, held her arm and said.

The two went out the door.

Zhang Hao's grandfather's name is Zhang Yuanjiang, he is seventy-six years old, and he lives alone in the old house assigned by his original unit.

After Zhang Hao's grandmother died, Zhang Kui went to pick him up a few times and asked him to come and live together, but Zhang Yuanjiang refused, the reason for the refusal was that he couldn't let go of his wife and children who lived together.

"I have to stay here, they're coming to me when they're sick!" Zhang Yuanjiang often said this.

He treats his acquaintances, doesn't charge anything, and only prescribes prescriptions.

After taking the medicine he prescribed, it was almost cured.

There are still many pennants hanging in the old house.

He was interviewed by a local television station.

Ask him why he doesn't charge for medical treatment?

You must know that Chinese medicine is more valuable the older you get, and with his current qualifications, the doctors in ordinary big hospitals cannot compare with it at all.

He always touched his long white beard and said: "I have a retirement salary, one month is enough, I used medical skills to make a living in the first half of my life, and I should return to the original intention of studying medicine in the second half of my life, hanging the pot to help the world!"

The people in that area called him a medical immortal, which shows the profundity of medical skills and the nobility of morality.

Of course, Zhang Hao's treatment of the villagers in the village all relied on the divine power of the old man.

As for what he said, he learned massage techniques from his grandfather, and he made it up completely to stabilize people's hearts.

Zhang Yuanjiang's massage techniques, Zhang Hao didn't know anything, and he couldn't even find the basic blood position.

It takes more than ten minutes to walk into an old residential area, full of a sense of the times.

The trees are dense, the delicate wooden benches and tables are scattered, as soon as you walk in, there is a feeling of physical and mental comfort, and there are occasionally two bird calls and the arguments of the uncles fighting the landlords, which completely set the tone on the relaxed and comfortable old age.

"Yo, isn't this the eldest grandson of the old Zhang family? After arguing, the uncle glanced back and said.

Zhang Hao smiled politely at them and led Peng Li to the old house on the side.

The corridor of the house is low and narrow, and Zhang Hao can hit the top of the stone staircase if he is at a high point.

Walking up to the third floor, Zhang Hao knocked on the door.

"Which? It's eight in the morning, wait a minute, it's coming!" A discernible voice came from inside the room.

The old man's door opened.

"Yo, grandson!"

"Grandpa!"

The old man hugged Zhang Hao excitedly.

The relationship between grandparents and grandchildren can stand the test of the revolution, Zhang Hao's parents were busy when he was a child, and the old man led Zhang Hao to play in this courtyard.

I haven't seen you for half a year, my heart is pounding, I'm happy!

When the old man was happy, he realized that there was an extra girl next to him.

"Yo, ...... this?"

Peng Li generously took two steps forward and introduced herself: "Grandpa, I am Zhang Hao's girlfriend, my name is Peng Li!"

The old man glanced at Peng Li carefully, then looked back at Zhang Hao, patted his shoulder and said, "Yes, grandson, it seems that telling you the story of me chasing your grandmother before!"

Zhang Hao was speechless.

A family has one thing in common, that is, shameless!

"Come, come, come in and sit, the house is a little messy, it's going to be a minute!" The old man said.

"Master, you clean up, the old man asked me to pick you up for the New Year. Zhang Hao said.

"Okay, right away, don't panic, don't rush, take your time!" The old man read while washing his face with water.

The old man's movements were quite neat, and he was done in ten minutes, and he trimmed his white beard a little.

Zhang Hao was impressed by his beard, and when he was a child, the old man often pricked his face with his beard.

More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the old man's beard has turned white and soft, and now it is not itchy on his face.

"Let's go!" The old man locked the door.

His body is still quite strong, his steps are very steady, and he does not need to be helped down the stairs at all.

"Grandpa, be careful!" Peng Li cared.

"It's okay, go hard, the girl is so good!"

The three walked out of the old house.

The uncle who played cards looked at Zhang Yuanjiang enviously, "Old Zhang, be comfortable, your grandson will come back to see you with his daughter-in-law, and you will have to hold your grandson in two years!"

"That's a must, you also call your baby to move quickly!" Zhang Yuanjiang responded.

"My baby can't do it, it's far away from your grandson, you want to look good, you want a unit to have a unit!"

"It's all with me, it's all with me, there's nothing to be proud of!" the old man said with a light wave of his hand and shaking his head.

Peng Li felt that Zhang Hao's grandfather was too funny, like a child, it should be said that he was an old naughty boy, which was completely inconsistent with her impression of the image of a doctor who was a doctor in the world.

At the gate of the community, the old man asked Zhang Hao to take Peng Li upstairs first.

He walked into the convenience supermarket next to him alone, bought a red envelope, poked his head out and looked at it, confirmed that Peng Li had gone in, and then took out some money from his pocket, and counted six hundred at the beginning to put it in.

After hesitating for a while, he counted two hundred more, and when he was about to load, he counted another four hundred yuan, and simply drew the moon and the moon.