"Xiao Zhuang" is not a thing, but the name of his niece, whose full name is Liu Zhuang.

Yang Mei and Liu Zhi flipped through the dictionary for two days and three nights before giving his baby daughter such a masculine and nondescript name.

This "Xiao Zhuang" is not the pig that Cui Dake chases, but the first child of the third generation of his Yang family.

Although this child is not surnamed Yang, he has half of the blood of his old Yang family.

"Mom, don't you think the name Xiaozhuang ......?"

"Do you think that's a good name?" Wang Yuying asked excitedly.

"Okay? Okay." Yang Jun was stunned.

Fortunately, his brain reacted quickly, and the question sentence immediately turned into an affirmative sentence.

"Good name, this name is full of heroism."

"I also think it's good, when the plum couple told me the child's name, I was the first to agree, the child has a rough name to feed, don't you say?"

"Yes, yes, it's better to be rough."

Yang Jun couldn't stop nodding and turned his back to wipe the fine beads of sweat from his head.

Fortunately, he didn't object, otherwise she would have been chased and beaten by her with a rolling pin today.

There is no need to guess, he also knows that Wang Yuying must have been involved in the naming of the name.

He was thinking that if he had a child in the future, he would have to install the child's household registration before Wang Yuying knew about it, otherwise, she would have to mess with her name again.

Like what "dog eggs", hairy eggs, Erga, dog leftovers, three catties, Yang eggs and the like are troublesome.

While Yang Jun was planning for his child, he also expressed his sorrow for his niece.

If she weren't young, she would have objected to the name.

It's like a joke on the Internet, "When you gave birth to me, did you ask me if I agreed?"

He can imagine that in the future, the child will definitely have conflicts with his parents over the issue of name.

Yang Jun sighed, the older people get, the more confused they become.

On the issue of naming, Yang Jun and his five brothers and sisters are quite good, at least not to the point where they can't do it.

But in the face of his grandchildren, that kind of spoiling is wild, and he can't wait to give her all his love and hope, but I don't know, has he ever asked his children, is this what they want?

Yang Jun shook his head.

He is powerless to change the status quo, especially in the face of Wang Yuying, who is the only person in this world who has nothing more than change.

"Mom, eat some white flour buns, my stomach hurts again recently."

Yang Jun saw Wang Yuying start cooking, she was about to pour the cornmeal into the basin, and he couldn't help but mention it.

He really can't get used to it.

People who have never eaten Wowotou are quite fragrant, but after eating two meals in a row, you will feel that your throat does not belong to you.

"Yo, when did you add this problem?"

Wang Yuying said teasingly.

Her hand didn't stop, holding half a bowl of warm boiled water, and rolled her eyes at Yang Jun while mixing noodles.

What virtue does her son have, can she still not know?

Yang Jun saw that the lie was exposed, he didn't mean to be embarrassed at all, and smiled,

"Even if you don't think about me, you should think about Meizi, can she swallow such a coarse grain?"

Wang Yuying snorted coldly, didn't speak, and directly knocked the millet porridge that was hanging aside with chopsticks.

"What about the fifth? The fifth child is still a child, huh?"

"You don't have to worry about the fifth child, I've already eaten half a bowl of braised pork for him just now."

Wang Yuying motioned with her chin to look at the dishes in the sink that had not yet had time to be washed, and the meat scraps could still be vaguely seen in the bowls.

Yang Jun was full of black lines, speechless and holding his forehead.

The feelings are not biological, Yangmei and Yang Huai are delicious and delicious, and he only deserves to gnaw on the nest.

I don't know what Wang Yuying is doing with saving money, and she can save a few dollars by saving money.

On weekdays, there is no shortage of food and drink sent to the house

, money and tickets are also given one by one, and in the end this is the treatment.

"Alright, don't be busy, I'll go back to the factory."

The more Yang Jun thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved.

In this courtyard, all he has to do is shout casually, "Whoever invited me to dinner."

It is estimated that the people in the courtyard will all welcome him into the house happily, not to mention eight dishes and eight bowls, at least four dishes and one soup are indispensable, and he has to be provided for like an old lady.

"Don't eat and pull down."

Wang Yuying threw the dough into the basin, covered it with a lid, and kept it for the evening.

Yang Jun did not go back directly, but came to Yangmei's room.

The child is five or six days old, and he looks white and fat, which is very different from the original appearance of the little old man, especially the two small dimples on his face, which are exactly the same as bayberry.

"Little baby, call uncle."

The child's bones were too soft, and Yang Jun didn't dare to hug her, so he could only lie on the side of the bed and play with her.

"Brother, don't blame Mom, Mom is used to living a hard life, and she is reluctant to eat good things."

Yang Mei heard the conversation between the two of them just now and comforted her.

"Do I dare to blame her? I don't give my own son all the good things to eat, but give them to others." Yang Jun said in a strange way.

"My uncle's family has just come back, and life is not easy, so our family should help a little."

"His family is not rich? Hehe, four people get salaries, do you tell me that his family still needs help?"

Yang Jun has a stomach for his uncle's opinion.

Now, a family of four has been arranged to work in the factory, and I dare not say how good the life is, at least eat and drink.

If you have a number of points in your heart, you will never be embarrassed to accept Wang Yuying's help again.

Every month, Yang Jun sent hundreds of catties of white rice and white noodles, as well as dozens of catties of meat ingredients, but Wang Yuying was reluctant to eat them, so she gave them to her uncle's family.

It's just a matter of accepting, a month like this, two months like this, it's almost half a year old, do you really think your home is a supermarket?

Yang Jun was angry with his uncle's family, and he hadn't been to see them since he had been to the door twice.

"Brother, don't be angry, although my uncle's family of four is working, the combined salary is not as much as mine, besides, the house where my uncle lives is rented, and they still want to save some money to redeem the house."

Yang Mei patted Yang Jun's hand and comforted.

"Okay, let's not talk about him, let's talk about you."

Yang *** changed the subject.

"Say *** what? What do I have to say?" Yangmei said with wide eyes.

"I'll ask you, can this kid's name be changed?"

Yangmei's lips moved, and finally pursed her lips and did not speak.

"What did you change, believe it or not, I changed your name first?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Wang Yuying coming up with millet porridge.

She put the millet porridge on the bedside table, and her eyes twitched around, as if looking for someone to take advantage of.

Yang Jun saw that the situation was not good, so he ran away.

……

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw a big stone standing at the door of my house.

"Let's go to your house and talk."

Yang Jun looked behind him and found that the people hadn't caught up, so he was not in a hurry to run.

"Uncle Yang, you are such a big person, why are you still afraid of your mother?"

Stone asked with a grin, glancing into the room.

"Nonsense, what does it have to do with age."

"If your grandmother beats you, will you dare to fight back?"

The stone scratched his head and said, "Hehe, naturally I don't dare."

"That's it."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes, and then said, "The factory has decided to give pork to the employees as a holiday benefit, how much pork can you get here?"

While talking, the two came to the stone house.

Stone poured him a cup of tea, then moved a chair to sit across from him.

"Uncle Yang, I can get a maximum of five hundred catties."

Yang Jun found that when the stone spoke, his eyes wandered, as if he was deliberately avoiding his eyes.

"Ten thousand catties."

"Uncle Yang, aren't you embarrassing me? Where am I going to get 10,000 pounds of pork?"

The stone stood up, spread his hands out, and looked embarrassed.

"Okay, Uncle Yang doesn't ask you where the meat comes from, as long as you give me 10,000 catties of pork the day after tomorrow."

Yang Jun didn't give him a reason to refuse, and took out a piece of paper and a key directly from his pocket.

"You put the pork in this warehouse, and I'll bring someone to pull it the next morning."

The stone took the note and the key, and said with a bitter face,

"Uncle Yang, I really can't get 10,000 catties of pork, can I use chickens, ducks, fish and geese instead?"

"Yes, as long as it's meat."

Yang Jun estimated that this kid's system was a vegetable garden system, and he usually planted vegetables and raised small animals such as chickens and ducks, and asked him to take out 10,000 catties of pork at a time, which was a little difficult for him.

However, if he can get together enough 10,000 catties of meat, it doesn't matter if he is a chicken, duck, fish and geese, or a pig, sheep, cattle and dog.

"Tomorrow when you come to the factory, I will ask the people from the finance department to settle the money for you first, I am afraid that such a large sum of money, your friend will not be at ease."

"Yes, my friend also said, let me pay a deposit first, I'm still worried about where to get this money." Stone hurriedly chimed in.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes.

If I didn't know that you were a good kid, I would have almost been deceived by you.

Looking at this acting skill, Oscar owes you a little golden man.

"Okay, keep a low profile in the future, you can find me if you have something, and I'll help you settle it."

When Yang Jun said this, he took out his pen and left him a phone number.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang."

Stone stood up excitedly and bowed to him.

He looked at the director of the rolling mill in front of him, and it seemed that it was different from what he imagined.

For him, Yang Jun is no longer so simple as helping.

I used to donate money to their family, and then I offered to help him enter the factory, and changed himself to a more free job, and he thought about everything so thoughtfully.

He once suspected that Yang Jun was the same kind of person as him, and he had also tested him.

Maybe it's because Yang Jun hides it too well, he doesn't find any flaws, but, in his heart, he has a sense of affection for Yang Jun, and even sometimes, he has an urge to tell him his secrets.

"In the past two days, you don't want to send ingredients to the grain collection point, and you will finish the matter of these 10,000 catties of ingredients first."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he patted his ass and prepared to leave.

"Okay, Uncle Yang, I'll send you."

Shi got up and personally sent Yang Jun outside the gate.

Watching the back of the car disappear at the end of the alley, he turned around and walked in another direction.

There was a courtyard house he had just bought.