Lu Ze felt that Zheng Juan was a little cute at the moment.

Facing the regulars of her sugar gourd stall, she even advised that it was not good to eat too many sweets?

Lu Ze shook his head with a smile.

"Got it."

During this time, his relationship with Zheng Juan's family became familiar.

Mrs. Zheng specially asked someone to inquire about Lu Ze's identity, and as soon as she heard that she was a child of a worker's family and had a city hukou, Mrs. Zheng naturally had some more thoughts in her heart.

In the past two days, she stuck to Lu Ze and went home when she got off work, just to create some opportunities for these two young people.

Lu Ze chatted with Zheng Juan.

Just as I was about to ride away, I noticed a group of young people walking towards the stall.

Lu Ze's eyes narrowed slightly.

He slowed down his pace and looked up at the three of them, all of them proud.

After going to the mountains and going to the countryside, there are a lot of young people left in Jichun City, these people don't want to go into the factory to work, and they are idle in the alleys and alleys every day, commonly known as street streets.

Zheng Juan's sugar gourd sells quickly, which has a lot to do with her beautiful appearance.

The eyes of the guests will always linger on her bright features for a few more seconds.

Originally, Mrs. Zheng was worried about what problems would arise when her daughter came out with her to set up a stall, and she once strongly asked Zheng Juan to stay at home in Taiping Hutong with light, but she really couldn't resist her daughter's temperament.

These days, Mrs. Zheng wants to create opportunities between her daughter and Lu Ze, and she also gives this group of street gangsters a chance.

"Sister, is your sugar gourd sweet?"

The leader was a thin monkey man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, looking at Zheng Juan with an extremely obscene gaze in his eyes, he unconsciously licked his mouth, looked up and down the face and figure of the woman in front of him, and his heart was hot.

He had inquired before, and this sugar gourd Zheng family had no background in Jichun City at all.

Although these bad boys don't dare to do anything out of the ordinary, it's still okay to tease the delicate woman in front of them a little, and her annoying old mother seems to have something going on these nights.

Zheng Juan raised her head and glanced at Lu Ze, who had not left, and a trace of complexity flashed in the girl's clear eyes.

Facing her, looking at the disgusting thin monkey man in front of her, she bit her lip and said, "Sweet." ”

Hearing this, the group of people looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"How sweet is that?"

"My brothers want to try your sugar gourd."

"Sister, just look at your appearance, you know that your sugar gourd is not much worse."

"Can you feed your brothers?"

Zheng Juan gritted her teeth and lowered her head silently.

Zheng Guangming, the little boy sitting behind her, noticed the situation at this moment, and he got up and blocked directly in front of his sister, and the guy laughed disdainfully when he saw this blind boy who had not dried up.

The security personnel at the cinema in the distance frowned slightly when they noticed the situation here, but did not come.

Their job is to maintain order in the cinema, and although they can see the family of three who set up the sugar gourd stall every day, after all, nothing substantial has happened now.

At this point, even if you go there, it's useless.

People insist that they just want to buy sugar gourds, what can you do?

This kind of situation is simply disgusting with words, and there is no good solution even in modern times.

Lu Ze looked at this group of moths and was ready to help clean up the social garbage.

It's just that he suddenly turned his head and noticed that another group of people were also walking towards this side, led by Tu Zhiqiang, who he had just met a few days ago, followed by a handsome man and a tall man with a long face.

Lu Ze's eyes lit up slightly.

I finally found this Luo Shibin turtle grandson.

He rode to the front of the bad boy next to him, took out a crumpled dollar from his arms, and smiled at Zheng Juan, who was a little stunned in front of him: "I want these sugar gourds." ”

Zheng Juan looked at the paper ticket in her hand, and she hurriedly said, "You..."

"Boy, who are you?"

"Are you deliberately finding fault?"

The thin monkey man looked at Lu Ze, who had a very extraordinary temperament in front of him, with obvious jealousy on his face, this little white face didn't look like they were in the same group, and now it seemed that he was rushing out to save the beauty?

Lu Ze listened to this thing's words, his expression was very strange, and he couldn't help laughing.

Deliberately finding fault?

"Your head... Is it ripe? ”

"Like a thug, you're proud?"

"Why don't you go home and say this to your sister, to your sister, to your old mother?"

"Your old mother gave birth to you to support your old age, not to visit you in prison."

Lu Ze's sharp words made the face of the man opposite red and white.

Zheng Juan was also a little dumbfounded, and the girl had a stunned look on her face.

She didn't expect that the man who had always been gentle and elegant in her impression would have such a murderous side.

"Bingkun."

"Did something happen?"

Tu Zhiqiang and his group rushed over.

Only then did the thin monkey men know that there were still people behind the little white face in front of them, looking at the tall and big appearance of Tu Zhiqiang's group, the somewhat stupid thin monkey group left after putting a few cruel words in their mouths.

Tu Zhiqiang smiled and patted Lu Ze's shoulder, and after a few simple words, he also led people away.

Before leaving, Luo Shibin, who had a long face, glanced at Zheng Juan a few more times, and Lu Ze had a full view.

"Today..."

"Thank you..."

Zheng Juan looked at Lu Ze with a deep sense of gratitude in her eyes.

The boy next to her, Zheng Guangming, had some signs of grinning at the corners of his mouth.

He admires Bingkun Ge who can write such an excellent short poem as "Love Life".

Although I didn't see Brother Bingkun showing great power today, Zheng Guangming could imagine such a Brother Bingkun... It's definitely handsome!

Lu Ze waved his hand at Zheng Juan: "It's okay." ”

Even if Lu Ze didn't make a move, Tu Zhiqiang, who came later, would help drive away the group of little deflated three, but in this way, the plot of the world returned to the original track, and Luo Shibin's dog was reluctant to take his eyes off Zheng Juan's body when he left.

Lu Ze naturally wants to change this situation.

"By the way, your dollar."

Zheng Juan looked at the crumpled one-yuan ticket in her hand, thinking about the picture of the man in front of her standing up for herself just now, her eyes became very gentle at this time, compared to the gaze when she met Lu Ze for the first time.

Lu Ze took the money, and then handed a few small tickets to her hand.

Zheng Juan was puzzled and picked it up, only to find that it was actually two food stamps and a cloth stamp.

"Huh? What does that mean? ”

Lu Ze pointed at Zheng Guangming.

"Buy some coarse grains for Guangming to eat, the cotton clothes on Guangming's body seem to be a little out of the wind."

"I didn't give it to you for nothing, I lent it to you, and I can pay it back when the time comes, but I'm not in a hurry to pay it back."

"Let's go."

Zheng Juan looked at the back of Lu Ze riding away.

She bit her lip lightly, and her jade hand clenched the ticket in her hand.

......

"Kun'er, why did you come back so late today?"

"Mom specially made sauerkraut stewed pork for you, and a few yellow flour cakes were pasted on the iron pot."

"Where have you been to celebrate your first month on the job?"

Li Suhua sat on the bench, and the woman stared closely at the old pimple that entered the door.

Lu Ze smiled, took out the salary he had just received from his pocket, and shook it at her: "Today's salary, I don't have to work in the magazine for a while, don't you know the way those people in our magazine look at me, who can get a salary of seventy yuan in the first month of employment?" ”

Li Suhua looked at Lu Ze blankly, her voice trembled: "Duoduo... How much? ”

"Seventy yuan, as well as all kinds of food stamps, meat stamps, and cloth stamps."

Li Suhua stared at the wad of money in his son's hand and knew that he was not lying.

The woman felt a little deprived of oxygen.

She didn't expect her son to go to this magazine and be treated so well.

Her husband, Zhou Zhigang, has been working for more than 20 years, and as the highest-level eighth-level worker in the third line of construction, his monthly salary is 126 yuan, which is more than 100 yuan to feed their family of five.

Now the youngest son's first month's salary can be seventy yuan?

Is this still the stuffy old gourd pimple that has been ignored by the family?

"Mom, I'll keep some of the money and tickets."

"I'll give you the rest, and I'll treat it as our food expenses."

When Li Suhua heard this, he immediately slapped Lu Ze's arm twice: "What kind of food expenses, do you still need to talk about this with your mother?" You can keep this money for yourself, there are many places to spend money after work, and where can you go home to find your mother when you spend money in the future. ”

"Your dad sends money home on time every month, and I still have a lot of money here, so I don't have to spend your money."

There are only Lu Ze and Li Suhua left in the family, the old mother.

He could clearly feel the latter's meticulous care for him during this time, and gradually accepted her as a mother in his heart, and the memory in Lu Ze's mind told him that he had always been the boss when he was at home before.

Ten fingers are long, and the children at home will naturally not be able to make a bowl of water even.

Li Suhua naturally treats the three children as equally as possible, but her husband Zhou Zhigang has never liked Bingkun who is stuffy since he was a child, and Lu Ze's principle has always been that whoever is good to him, he will be good to whom.

He took out thirty-five yuan and several tickets from it, and forced them into the rough hands of his mother Li Suhua.

"Take it, you can buy us both a decent dress tomorrow."

"How many years have you been wearing this padded jacket, and I work in a magazine and have to buy a decent dress."

Li Suhua sighed in his heart that his youngest son is now gradually growing into an adult.

The 10th of the next month will be his eighteenth birthday.

"Kun'er, you tell your mother the truth."

"Who is that crush of yours? Do I know each other? ”

"Where are you with others? Do you have... That one? ”

Lu Ze looked strange for a while.

Li Suhua in the original book discussed with Qiao Chunyan's mother, thinking of helping Qiao Chunyan and Zhou Bingkun cook mature rice, but in the end, the person who cooked the mature rice was Cao Debao's guy, and now it seems that the atmosphere here is indeed very strong.

"These eight characters... Barely a handful. ”

"I'm really not in a hurry, Hu Ge and Peng Yuyan are not married, and I am not in a hurry if they are not in a hurry."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, let's eat quickly."

"I'm dying of hunger."

Peng Yuyan?

Hu?

Are these two good friends that my son just met?

Li Suhua looked at the two strings of sugar gourds brought back by her son on the table, and her wrinkled face showed a trace of doubt: "Kun'er, why do you keep buying sugar gourds these days to go home?" Although Mom likes to eat, she can't stand eating it every day. ”

"Eating sweets all the time is not good for your teeth."

Lu Ze remembered Zheng Juan's reminder to him today, and he smiled: "I know." ”

"Mom, do you like popsicles?"

......

"Juan'er, just now Guangming told me that someone deliberately made trouble tonight?"

"What's going on?"

Mrs. Zheng came to help push the cart home at night, and when she heard Guangming whispering a few words to herself, her expression changed instantly, for a family like theirs, any small thing could crush the family.

That's why she wants to help her daughter find a suitable family to marry as soon as possible.

Zheng Juan patted her brother next to her lightly and snorted, "You talk a lot." ”

Zheng Guangming just smiled and didn't speak.

"Mom, it's actually nothing."

"It's just a group of little hooligans who deliberately came to find something, don't worry, they don't dare to do anything out of the ordinary."

"It's just a trick, and it doesn't seem to be very good."

Zheng Juan briefly talked about the situation at night, remembering that the little rascal was dumbfounded by that man in the end, she couldn't help laughing, her face was filled with a different kind of brilliance, and she had a girlish charm under the dim street lamp.

Back at home, Mrs. Zheng called her daughter to the bedside.

"Juan'er, I can see that Xiao Zhou is indeed a good person."

"I inquired, this Xiao Zhou is a year younger than you, but don't worry, as the old saying goes, a female freshman, hug the golden rooster."

"What kind of person my daughter is, my old woman knows in her heart that whoever marries you is a blessing."

Zheng Juan's little face turned red all of a sudden.

She grabbed the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands and whispered like a mosquito: "Mom... This person may not be able to take a fancy to me, you must also know that now Zhou Bingkun's reputation in Jichun City and even the entire Jiangliao Province, I am not worthy of him. ”

When she said these words, Zheng Juan sighed slightly in her heart.

Thinking about the food stamps and cloth stamps that are still carefully collected in her pocket, she doesn't even know when she will be able to return these things, how can she be embarrassed to fall in love with others in such a situation?

Zheng Juan knows that she will not study, work, and teach her husband and children like a normal girl.

But she didn't complain in the slightest.

"Gee, now isn't the time to say that."

"Mom only asks you one thing, are you interested in Xiao Zhou?"

looked at the girl and lowered her head.

Mrs. Zheng didn't continue to ask, she already knew the answer.