After drinking the cold boiled water, the grandmother continued: "Later! Zhang Sanmad his father-in-law really couldn't run, he came out of the mountain with a powder gun, but saw Zhang Sanmad sitting there with a branch and shouting vigorously, and when he got closer, there was a big-headed ant climbing up and down on the branch, his father-in-law was so angry! His whole face was as black as coal, guess what he did at this time"?

Grandma deliberately stopped when she said this, and looked at Huang Haiyan with a smile on her face.

"Oops! Grandma, don't hang my appetite, hurry up" Huang Haiyan pouted on the side, shaking Grandma's big hand.

"Ah! I saw Zhang Sanmad suddenly shouting, look, monster, hahaha, laughed madly, laughed while laughing, and said, dregs are rice, and big-headed ants are red deer."

Huang Haiyan smacked her mouth unsatisfied, and asked curiously: "Grandma, why did he call Zhang San crazy?"

"You don't understand this, do you? He pretended to be crazy and stupid three times, others called him Zhang San crazy, and he also had a nickname called Panic San, which was given to him by people" Grandma opened her mouth with a smile.

"Then tell me how crazy he was on the other two occasions," Huang Haiyan became curious about the other two things.

Grandma opened her mouth, only to find that there were two other things she couldn't remember.

Yu Yu sighed: "I can't remember the other two stories now, I'll tell you when I remember, if only your grandfather was still here, these stories were told to me by him."

Grandma's eyes fell silent, and her mood suddenly became low.

"Grandma, why don't you see Xiaoxian and Xiaojun?" Huang Haibin hurriedly changed the topic.

Grandma didn't say it, but Huang Haibin could see that in the past few years since her grandfather left, she seemed to have changed as a person.

"They! Go to the old lady's house to play" Grandma said helplessly, for Uncle Huang Haibin's sister and brother, it was a special headache.

The three of them chatted with each other, and the time of the day passed quickly.

In the evening, the sun sets, and half of the colorful glow hangs in the sky.

The brother and sister got up to say goodbye to their grandmother, and when they left, they didn't see the uncle's sister and brother come back.

The time of the week always flies quickly, and when I go home this week, Huang Haibin is busy and spends it in a busy way.

All the knowledge of the subjects from the first to the third year of junior high school is entered into the knowledge base function.

In the knowledge base function, there is a full shelf, all of which are placed in junior high school learning knowledge.

He also found time to train his cooking skills, and although he didn't have enough condiments at home, he still barely reached the level of a first-class chef.

At noon on Sunday, the sun was particularly heavy in the sky.

My parents went to work in the fields early and went home to cook lunch.

Huang Haibin sat in the living room, teaching the little girl to do her homework from time to time.

With the knowledge in his knowledge base, except for the second semester of the third year of junior high school, there is no problem at all to be a teaching assistant for junior high school students.

My father sat outside the living room smoking a dry cigarette, surrounded by smoke.

Huang Haibin went to the room to change into a school uniform and came out, and Huang Haiyan, who was doing homework in the living room, looked up: "Brother, why does your school uniform look so unpleasant"!

At this time, Huang Haibin was wearing a snow-white coat on his upper body, with blue silk threads hooking the corners, and a blue horizontal bar on the two sleeves.

She wore a pair of black strappy pants underneath, which looked like the pants worn by a girl.

Huang Haibin nodded with deep understanding: "It's not very good-looking."

Dodging her head: "You will have this day too".

"Hehe, I haven't gone yet," the little girl laughed.

Huang Haibin took out two hundred yuan, quietly stuffed it to her, and said in a low voice: "Take it, it's for you."

Huang Haiyan looked at him in shock and quietly asked, "Where did it come from?"

Huang Haibin squatted down and put the money in her pocket, and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, I earned it myself, don't let my parents know."

"Haiyan, wipe the table and start eating"

The mother, who was busy in the kitchen, shouted.

The little girl nodded suspiciously.

"Oh! Okay" replied to his mother.

Stood up and put away the homework on the guest table, went to the kitchen and helped my mother bring three vegetarian dishes and one meat dish to the guest table.

"Dad, it's time to eat," Huang Haibin called his father outside the living room.

The family began their last family meal of the week.

Huang Haiyan took a chopstick dish and fed it into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and complained: "It's not as delicious as my brother's cooking."

This week, she has tasted Huang Haibin's cooking skills, and her appetite is not light.

"Haibin, you will teach me how to cook when you come back next week" The mother nodded with deep understanding, feeling that she was much worse than her son in cooking.

"Uh-huh, okay," Huang Haibin nodded vaguely.

"At school, don't associate with people who don't have a good relationship," said my father with a serious face.

"Poof," the little girl laughed.

"Ahem" The little hand kept patting his chest, choking on the rice.

"Eat slowly, who won't rob you," the mother said angrily.

"Dad, people who don't have to communicate can't be along, so aren't the people we associate with very two" The little girl said childishly, looking at her father slyly.

The father was choked and red-faced, and glared at Huang Haiyan fiercely.

A crescent-like smile leaked from the corner of the little girl's mouth.

A good meal.

Huang Haibin unconsciously indulged in this feeling of home, in fact, his mother just likes to nag a little, and when she listens to it a lot, she feels very annoyed, this may be the rebellion of adolescence!

However, his mother advocated separating from his uncle's family, and Huang Haibin has always been obsessed.

In fact, thinking about what she did was not wrong, sooner or later she would have to be separated from her uncle's family, but her way of dealing with it was a bit excessive, and Huang Haibin did not agree.

The attitude towards the elderly is not so friendly, and Huang Haibin is particularly unaccustomed to it.

After eating, his mother walked into the room, took a blue ten-dollar bill, walked out and handed it to him: "Is ten dollars enough?"

Huang Haibin shook his head: "No need, I still have a little bit of savings before."

Didn't take the money from his mother.

His mother looked at him with some surprise and asked faintly, "How much did you save before, or don't you share it with me."

Huang Haibin hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, waved his hand and said, "Actually, it's not much, but it's enough for this week."

"How many are there? I'm afraid I've saved a lot," my mother asked, vowing not to give up until she reached her goal.

"I didn't count, it's all in my room!" Huang Haibin spoke helplessly, a little disliked that his mother had to understand his own affairs clearly.

After all, everyone has their own little secrets, no.

With a schoolbag on his back, he ran out of the door as if he were running away.

The father's voice came from behind him: "Pay attention to safety on the road"!