Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Little Girl Next Door
Cheng Zhichao put on an attitude that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and Zhao Jiyong didn't want to have too much entanglement with him on this issue, so he asked the little girl who was lying on the phone why she didn't even blush, and after not getting an answer, she closed her voice, and the two of them stepped into the camp of the guard company shoulder to shoulder.
For many years, the location of the guard company has not changed much, and the two of them know no less about the environment here than the family home where they have lived for many years, even if they have their eyes closed, they can touch Lao Jiang's office, not to mention that they are both open?
Lao Jiang nominally holds a post in the guard company, but after all, the guard company is just a company-level unit, and a veteran with the rank of colonel does not have many opportunities to show his strength. Even if there are one or two emergencies occasionally, there is a company commander and instructor to deal with it, and there is no need for him to come forward at all. At a glance, he was the most relaxed in the entire guard company, so relaxed that even the most comfortable secretary was envied by everyone. Every day when I go to work, after ordering a cigarette, I go to my office and don't care about external affairs except drinking tea and reading newspapers.
The advantage of being busy is that for Lao Jiang, life does not have to be so difficult; The advantage of being idle is that Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong can see him no matter when they come.
In the past, today is no exception, the two of them are familiar with Lao Jiang's office, and they didn't even knock on the door, they pushed the door open directly, and called Uncle Jiang affectionately, while putting on a smiling face.
As soon as he pushed the door open, Cheng Zhichao felt that the atmosphere in the office was not ordinary, Lao Jiang was sitting at the desk, with a stern face, saying something to the person in front of him. The person listening to him had his back to the door, and could only see a back, not what it looked like. But even a blind man could tell from the dress and the long ponytail that dragged behind her head that she was a young girl.
Zhao Jiyong didn't expect a woman to appear in Lao Jiang's office, and he couldn't help but cry out with an "oops". They have been mixed with Lao Jiang since they were children, and they have a thorough understanding of Lao Jiang's social relations, and they know that although Lao Jiang has a daughter, due to the late marriage, the little girl has just entered the first year of junior high school and has not yet fully developed. But although the back in front of him can't see the appearance clearly, in terms of figure alone, no matter how you look at it, it is more mature than the little girl. Although it is a little thin, it cannot be denied that this woman is definitely not Lao Jiang's daughter.
Cheng Zhichao was also surprised when he saw the woman, and his first reaction was that the words "Jinwu Zangjiao" came to mind. He glanced at Zhao Jiyong, put away his hippie smile, coughed, and said hello to Lao Jiang solemnly.
Lao Jiang was there talking to the girl whose head was almost touching her chest, and when she was disturbed by them, she almost forgot the following words, glared at them, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter with you two? Won't knock on the door before entering? β
Cheng Zhichao shouted that he was wronged: "Uncle Jiang, we didn't have the habit of knocking on the door when we came before. β
"It used to be before, today is today, don't you see that I have a guest here today?"
"After pushing the door in, I saw that you had a guest here, but I was outside the door just now, and I really didn't see it. Next time, can you change the old man to a big glass door, so that we can see Uncle Jiang and you have guests outside, and we will knock on the door first. β
Lao Jiang also felt that he seemed to be a little forceful just now, and he couldn't help but smile on his face: "It seems that I gave you too many smiling faces before, you two guys have stiff wings, and you are getting poorer day by day." β
Zhao Jiyong hit the snake and followed the pole, got to Lao Jiang's follow, and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle Jiang, your old man is much more amiable and lovely than our father in the hearts of our brothers, I don't know why, in front of your old man, our brothers feel relaxed, like being in the forest, bathed in the sun, and the whole person is ......."
I was about to take a big shot, and by the way, I peeked to see how the girl looked, whether she was beautiful or not, but unexpectedly saw Lao Jiang's eyes glaring: "Closed!" All day long, I don't know what to say. You two take a look, who's coming, look carefully, do you still recognize each other? β
At this time, the girl opposite Lao Jiang had already turned her head and called in a low voice: "Brother Chao, Brother Yong." β
"Huh?!" Zhao Jiyong was closer, and when he saw the girl's appearance first, he couldn't help but exclaim, and the sycophants below were suddenly choked back into his stomach, staring at the girl for a long time, stretching out his right index finger and pointing at the tip of the girl's nose less than a foot away, and said sideways: "You are ......, are you ......?" β
You have been for a long time, and you haven't said who it is, the girl was originally worried, but when she saw his appearance, she couldn't help lowering her head and smiling: "Who am I?" Brother Yong, you don't know me anymore? β
She is not very beautiful, she can only be described as clear eyebrows, white and red, not even a single freckle, a pair of small glasses on the bridge of her nose, a bookish breath from top to bottom, this smile, revealing a small tiger tooth.
Zhao Jiyong only felt that this girl was extremely familiar, and even the name was hanging on his lips, but he couldn't think of it, he couldn't say it, he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't remember the girl's name, and he couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, Cheng Zhichao also saw the girl's appearance, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Xiaoxiao, why are you here?" β
"Ah, yes, it's small, it's small." Under Cheng Zhichao's reminder, Zhao Jiyong finally remembered who this person was in front of him, said with his eyebrows fluttering, puffed up his chest again, looked the other party up and down, and nodded with his hands behind his back: "Well, I haven't seen you for several years, but I have grown into a big girl, if I walk on the street, I will definitely not know it." Why are you so idle today? Got here? Come and see Uncle Jiang? β
This girl named Xiaoxiao is the daughter of Staff Officer Zhang of the former headquarters, named Zhang Yu, and Xiaoxiao is her nickname. Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong are several years older than her, and they both lived in the same courtyard when they were young. Although the small father is just a staff officer, the level is much worse than Cheng Weiguo and Zhao Dongjin, but the family has an advantage, that is, regardless of the level of the parents, the children got along very well before, and sometimes this harmony will become the wealth of these children's lives. ,
Although Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong are a few years older than Zhang Yu and naughty, they are just relatively speaking, and they take special care of this little sister who is several years younger than themselves, and most of the time, the two of them will drag this tail behind them. Sometimes I want to make some small movements, I want to shake off this tail, but I can't bear this little girl's snot and tears, so I have to take her to do bad things together. Because of this, Zhang Yu, who is younger and ignorant than them, eats pot roasting with them, but he shares blessings and difficulties.
In Zhang Yu's first year of junior high school, Staff Officer Zhang changed jobs and left the army due to his age. With the resettlement money and the savings of these years, he bought a house elsewhere in the provincial capital, and the family moved out of the family home. Although they are childhood friends and are in the same city, they each have their own studies, and the family home of the headquarters is not a place to enter after all, and after a few years, the two sides have not met again. The memories of this Zhang Yu are limited to the sighs that Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong sent when they remembered the bittersweet ones.
Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong never dreamed that they would see Zhang Yu here, unexpectedly, Zhao Jiyong's brain was almost short-circuited, and after Cheng Zhichao's reminder, he remembered who this was, and couldn't help but secretly cry ashamed. Cheng Zhichao was also quite embarrassed because of the "Golden House Hidden Jiao" that popped up in his mind as soon as he entered the door, hehe laughed twice, patted Zhang Yu's face, and deliberately said in an old-fashioned tone: "Well, yes, big girl, the longer you get, the more beautiful you are." If you dress up well, you will have to kill at least one company. β
Zhang Yu's face was slapped twice by him, and he couldn't help but blush, and said softly: "Brother Chao......"
"What's wrong? You did the right thing before, and Brother Chao praised you like this, but now that you're older, you can't do it? Cheng Zhichao smiled evilly, stretched out his hand, and wanted to slap her face again.
Zhang Yu's face was so red that he seemed to be dripping blood, and his body twisted: "Brother Chao, you are getting worse and worse, ignore you." Turning around, he grabbed Lao Jiang's arm and said coquettishly: "Uncle Jiang, look at the two of them, they bully others as soon as they come, you help me criticize and criticize them well." β
Lao Jiang is a well-known child king, and almost all the children in the family courtyard are close to him, and he is happy to do so. Seeing these little guys making noise, I was in a happy mood and laughed. When Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong entered the door, the Yan sΓΉ Jin on their faces had already disappeared, their eyes were full of love, and their tone was much softer: "I can't control your business, didn't you listen to what I just said?" These two boys have stiff wings now, and I can't take care of these old bones. β
Zhao Jiyong hurriedly said: "Uncle Jiang, you are too modest, who doesn't know the whole compound, Uncle Jiang, your old man is in full bloom, who dares to say that you are old?" I, Zhao Jiyong, was the first to look for him desperately. β
Lao Jiang glared at him and snorted: "Hippie smile, I said that there are many old people, and I haven't seen you find someone to fight hard." β
Zhao Jiyong asked him to snatch a few words, and he didn't take it to heart, and moved a chair and sat down nonchalantly: "Isn't that no one said it in front of me, if you say it in front of me and let me hear it, do you think I can still let him get good?" Uncle Jiang, your old man doesn't believe in my strength too much. β
Zhang Yu rolled his eyes and looked at him twice, and said with a smile: "Brother Yong, I didn't hear what others said, but I heard you just say 'old man' twice, and if you say it yourself, you won't hear it, right?" If you really want to find someone to fight hard, you can fight with yourself first. β
Zhao Jiyong was comfortably holding Erlang's legs, but when he was pushed by her, he almost lost his breath, his eyes widened, and he feigned anger: "Shut up, what does the little girl know?" When I call Uncle Jiang like this, it is a respect for his old man. In our hearts, Uncle Jiang, the 'old man', is equated with the 'old man' of the 'chairman's old man'. If you don't understand, just stay there honestly and don't talk nonsense. β
"Oh-" Zhang Yu let out a long "oh" and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few years, it turns out that Brother Yong has improved so much, it seems that my little sister has not been with Brother Yong in the past few years, and the gap between me and Brother Yong is getting bigger and bigger." β
"If you know, it's good." Zhao Jiyong shook his toes while holding Erlang's legs, and said, "Hey, you haven't said it yet, why are you so idle today, and you want to come here to see us?" β
After Zhang Yu got along with them for a few minutes, the restraint when they first met was gone, he stuck out his tongue and said playfully: "I miss you, otherwise, on a hot day, I can run here upside down, and when I get to the gate, I have to have someone check and make another phone call, Uncle Jiang and his hometown have to go to the door in person to pick us in." β
Zhao Jiyong smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "Even if you have a conscience, you still remember to come and see us." I owe it today, and when my brother has money in the future, I will definitely ask you to rub it well and repay it well. β
"Why wait later, can't you do it today?"
"Not today, I don't have any money in my pocket. I'll talk about that later. β
Zhang Yu's face was full of disappointment, raised his small chin, and looked disdainful: "Stingy." β
What Zhao Jiyong couldn't stand the most was that others said that he was stingy, and hurriedly argued: "Sister, you have to figure it out, it's not that my brother is stingy, it's true that I don't have money in my pocket, you don't know, my brother is going to college in another place, and the living expenses given to me by the old man are counted, and I can't wait to be accurate." At the end of each month, it just runs out, even if it is frugal, at most there is thirty or fifty yuan left, which is pitiful. β
Seeing Zhang Yu's stunned face, he couldn't bear it in his heart, hesitated for a long time, secretly pointed to Cheng Zhichao, and said: "If you have to ask your brother to invite you to dinner today, it's not impossible, you beg your brother Chao." He has more means than me, and recently he has met a rich woman, a real rich woman, and plucking a hair from her leg is twice as thick as our waists combined. Go and beg him, let him invite the two of us. β
Zhang Yu's eyes widened, and his small mouth also opened in a cute "O" shape, with an unbelievable expression: "Really? Brother Chao is so methodical? β
"Of course it's true, when did my brother lie to you? He's here right now, and if you don't believe it, you can ask him for personal verification. β
Cheng Zhichao was sitting next to him and looked at the two of them with a smile, without saying a word, but Zhao Jiyong turned his words around and pointed the finger at himself, and it was also a matter of privacy. Under Zhang Yu's strange gaze, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, grabbed a piece of waste paper from the table, formed a ball, flicked his fingers, and flicked it towards Zhao Jiyong's face, and scolded in his mouth: "Zhao Jiyong, if you don't talk nonsense all day long, will you die?" β
Zhao Jiyong laughed, stretched out his hand to copy the paper ball, and shouted in a long voice: "Whoever talks nonsense knows it in his heart, everyone understands people, Cheng Zhichao, you can recruit it." β