Chapter 329: The Visitor
In a blink of an eye, it was the twenty-third day of the lunar month, because there were many people in the family for the New Year this year, Wenxiu asked Aunt Li to start preparing the food for the New Year early in the morning, steaming steamed buns, steamed buns, and making soybean paste. Pen & Fun & Pavilion made a big pot www.biquge.info bean sauce alone.
Gu Xiaobei sat on the sofa with Mo Forget in his arms, looking at Wen Xiuqing, who was getting better and better, and kept busy, and said to Fang Jing beside him: "Do you have a New Year holiday?" ”
Fang Jing nodded and said: "Holiday, half a month, anyway, the efficiency of our factory is not good, there are a bunch of things in the warehouse that can't be sold, and the holiday can reduce the wear and tear of the machine." ”
Gu Xiaobei was speechless, this state-owned factory is estimated to be reformed in a few years.
Fang Jing looked at Lu Zhanguo, who was sitting at the dining table with Xiaopang in his arms, and asked, "Second brother, do you know what Aiguo has been doing these two days?" The head of the Central Committee is not as busy as him, and he can't see anyone every day. ”
Lu Zhan Guo shook his head, Gu Xiaobei thought for a while and said: "It's almost the New Year, business must be good, many families have saved money for a year, don't they just spend it in the next few days?" ”
Fang Jing pouted: "I don't know how much money I earned, so I won't tell me." ”
While a few people were chatting in the living room, Shi Xiuying led a young man in.
"We're all at home, we want to come to you for a New Year's greeting, and we won't be able to come when the New Year comes." Shi Xiuying smiled, put the basket of eggs on her arm on the ground, dragged the young man next to her and said, "Linzi, come and call someone, this is your second uncle, this is your second aunt, and that is your third aunt over there." Shi Xiuying introduced the young men one by one.
Gu Xiaobei felt that the young man looked familiar, and squinted his eyes to take a closer look, isn't this the young man he met on the train.
After Shi Xiuying finished the introduction, she said to Gu Xiaobei and the others: "This is the son of your eldest brother's family, Zhang Lin." ”
Zhang Lin reluctantly said hello, and when he saw Gu Xiaobei holding the child, he obviously recognized it, was stunned for a moment, and twisted his face to the side.
Lu Zhan Guo sat at the dining table, silently glanced at Zhang Lin, although he only glanced at it on a snowy day, but the main characteristics were still remembered very clearly, and now after seeing his face carefully, he linked the sensitive skills on the train, and suddenly understood why he only delayed for a moment that day, and did not catch up with Zhang Lin, it turned out that this kid had practiced.
After Shi Xiuying finished the introduction, she pulled Zhang Lin to the sofa and sat down, looked around and asked, "Where is your mother?" ”
Fang Jing replied politely: "What about the kitchen, my aunt came really early this year." ”
Shi Xiuying didn't care about what Fang Jing had in his words, got up and said, "Then I'll go to the kitchen and take a look, you and Zhang Lin are both young people, you can talk together." ”
Zhang Lin sat there, his eyes staring at the ground and not squeaking, he always felt that Lu Zhanguo, who was sitting behind him, looked like a sharp blade, which could penetrate into the depths of his soul, and he didn't dare to move when he was scared, Lu Zhan Guo was powerful, he had heard about it a long time ago.
Lu Zhan Guo looked at Zhang Lin sitting there stiffly, lowering his eyelids, obviously Zhang Lin didn't recognize that the person chasing them that day was him, and now looking at Zhang Lin, he secretly thought, I'm afraid that day was not as simple as an ordinary fight.
Wen Xiuqing was making steamed buns with Aunt Li in the kitchen, and when she saw Shi Xiuying, she said very coldly: "You are familiar with the door, and the sentries at the door know you." ”
Shi Xiuying didn't care, she looked at the filling in the basin and said, "Your family wraps this cabbage vermicelli bun, there is really a lot of pork, you have to eat twenty catties of meat for the New Year." ”
Wen Xiuqing ignored her, bowed her head and wrapped the bun, Shi Xiuying was bored, and said simply: "I brought Da Linzi, when will Songyuan come back, can you think of a way to send him to the army, this kid is now at home and doesn't listen to anyone, we think about sending him to the army to discipline and discipline." ”
Wen Xiuqing frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "When is this, the recruits in March have all left the company, how can they be sent to serve as soldiers at this time." ”
"We also know, I didn't come once last time, and I couldn't find this kid when I went back, and I finally came back these days, so I hurriedly dragged him here, this kid didn't go home every day, we were afraid that he would make bad friends and become bad again." Shi Xiuying said a little sadly.
This is her eldest grandson, as the old saying goes, the most painful is the old son, the eldest grandson. The youngest son and the first grandson in the family are the rarest. Now looking at Zhang Lin hanging his son every day, the family is worried.
Wen Xiuqing stopped squeaking, put the wrapped buns into the cage drawer, and prepared to steam them in the pot.
In the living room, Zhang Linru sat on pins and needles, and he didn't know if he was weak-hearted, or if Lu Zhan Guo really saw through him, when Lu Zhan Guo sat on the single sofa opposite him with Xiao Fat in his arms, he felt that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Lu Zhan Guo saw Zhang Lin shrinking his hands and feet, and asked with satisfaction, "How old are you?" ”
Zhang Lin hurriedly replied: "Nineteen, it will be twenty after the New Year." ”
"Did we meet on the train?" Lu Zhan Guo asked knowingly.
Zhang Lin said a little nervously: "Second uncle, second aunt, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you that time." ”
Lu Zhan Guo seemed to be very interested and asked, "Do you want to be a soldier?" ”
Zhang Lin was suddenly stunned, why did he suddenly ask this, and shook his head honestly: "Second uncle, I don't want to, it's my grandmother who forced me to come, and I don't want to go at all." ”
Lu Zhan Guo nodded, not speaking, but teasing the little fat in his arms, the cold appearance and the soft porcelain white little fat in his arms did not look abrupt at all, but seemed extremely harmonious.
Eating steamed buns and drinking millet porridge for lunch, Shi Xiuying kept trying to persuade Zhang Lin: "Linzi, eat another one, your aunt's steamed buns are delicious, eat quickly, Linzi, dip this garlic juice and eat steamed buns, it's delicious." ”
After a while, Shi Xiuying said again: "Linzi, this plate of buns is not hot, eat this first, drink saliva, don't you like to drink millet porridge, drink water, this water is not hot." ”
Zhang Lin enjoyed it very much, and asked Shi Xiuying to hand him buns and water.
Gu Xiaobei saw that this Zhang Lin was at home, and it was estimated that he was the little emperor who opened his mouth for food and stretched out his hand for clothes.
Wen Xiuqing steamed a few pumpkin steamed buns for Mo Forget and Xiao Pang, the soft steamed buns had some sweet taste of pumpkin, and each time they tore a little bit and fed them to the two children, Xiao Pang and Mo Forget ate very satisfied, Xiao Pang couldn't wait to take it and gnaw it himself, holding Lu Zhanguo's hand holding the steamed bun with both hands and refusing to let go, and feeding it to his mouth.
Shi Xiuying looked at it and said: "You eat meat buns and yellow steamed buns for children, you are so ruthless, they are so big, chew and feed the buns to the children." ”
When Gu Xiaobei heard that he was chewing and feeding the child again, he felt disgusted in his heart, and he didn't pay attention to her, and continued to feed the steamed buns to Xiao Mo in his arms.
Shi Xiuying pouted and said: "When we were five months old in Dalinzi, we fed braised pork during the Chinese New Year, and there was nothing wrong with it, the child couldn't be fed too delicate." (To be continued.) )