Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 15

"It's your Auntie Wu. She also watched TV and called you to ask a question." After hanging up the phone, Hu Huifang said.

This is not surprising, there are quite a few people watching the news at this point, and it is inevitable that someone will recognize him.

After a while, Hu Huifang had a few voice chats with Aunt Wu.

"Your Auntie Wu said that Li Zhuo will come back tomorrow and ask our family to have dinner."

Li Zhuo is the son of Aunt Wu, who is the same age as Zhang Zhong. He often played together when he was young, and he belongs to the category of Fa Xiao.

They were both in the same class in high school, but after Li Zhuo went to Yanjing to go to university, the two of them saw each other less often.

Li Zhuo has a lot of ideas. He started doing various part-time jobs when he was in college, and he has little time to come back from winter and summer vacations.

Before my car accident, I heard Hu Huifang mention Li Zhuo, saying that he was starting a business. Now that five years have passed, I don't know how the situation is.

"What is he doing now?"

"I heard from your Aunt Wu, what kind of consulting company Xiao Zhuo is working on now, and you, Aunt Wu, don't know what to consult."

Zhang Zhong nodded secretly, thinking that Li Zhuo is doing well now, Hu Huifang and the others don't know what a consulting company is, but he does. After all, he doesn't deal with consulting companies once or twice.

Consulting companies are also called consulting companies, and generally only cooperate with enterprises. If the leaders of enterprises feel that their company management is not perfect and there are problems in operation, they will seek help from consulting companies. problems, improve the management model, and improve production efficiency.

For high-level consultants, the ultimate path is a partner and a CEO.

Aunt Wu took Li Zhuo and his brother and sister, and they were able to survive.

……

Early the next morning, Zhang Zhong went outside for a walk. Now he can walk without crutches, but his walking speed is relatively slow and he cannot exercise vigorously.

After walking around, he went to the breakfast shop outside to buy some breakfast. The proprietress looked at him for a long time and said that she always felt like she had seen him somewhere.

The boss smiled and said, the fuss in the early morning is all from the same community. Is it normal to come and go every day to meet each other?
Zhang Chong smiled and said nothing. He knew why the proprietress looked familiar to him. Most likely it was because of the news last night.

But most people forget about it after reading the news, leaving only one impression.Things on the Internet go hot and cool quickly.

His video became popular on the Internet, but it didn't have much impact on his life. In a few days, this incident will only have a symbol and a few keywords in people's minds, Journey to the West Remember, the Monkey King, Monkey King, is willing to fight chickens.

Zhang Zhong thought about it later last night, and felt that the matter might have been fueled by the willingness to fight chickens. Maybe the marketing department of the willingness to fight chickens saw the news and pushed it along.

After returning home, my parents had already left, there was some porridge in the pot, and Peng Peng was still sleeping on the bed.

When Zhang Zhong went to call her, the little girl was in a daze, and she hummed once Zhang Chong called out, and she agreed to let her get up, but her body just didn't move, as if a piece of iron was attracted to the bed by a magnet.

Reluctantly, Zhang Zhong could only hug Pengpeng off the bed. Zhang Zhong picked her up. The girl hugged her father's neck like an octopus, with her little head resting on her father's shoulder. For her, It's just a matter of sleeping in a different position.

Zhang Zhong carried her to the bathroom and put her on the toilet seat. The girl didn't choose a place, and she didn't wake up even leaning on the toilet.

Squeeze the toothpaste and give the toothbrush to Pengpeng. The little girl closed her eyes and took the toothbrush and started brushing her teeth.

It seems that sleeping and brushing teeth do not conflict, two things can be done at the same time.

After washing up, Zhang Pengpeng really woke up.

"Dad, I just dreamed that I brushed my teeth."

Zhang Zhong broke a bun for her and said with a smile, "Did you still dream that you washed your face?"

Peng Peng was surprised, "Dad, are you also in my dream? No wonder someone squeezed all the toothpaste for me."

Zhang Chong stroked Pengpeng's hair. The little guy just woke up and her hair was messy. He wanted to find a way to braid her hair.

In fact, Zhang Pengpeng's hair is not long, it only reaches the shoulders. According to her grandma, she used to have short hair, but this year she suddenly wanted to grow long hair. She kept it so long for half a year.

Although it is not very long, it needs to be taken care of, and the simplest one needs to be tied into a small braid.

While Pengpeng was eating, Zhang Zhong found a hair rope and started to tie her hair, but it didn't feel right no matter how she tied it.

If you use a little force, it will hurt. If you don't use force, the hair will be loose and fluffy, and it will fall off at any time.

What a technical job.

Holding the hair rope, holding his chin, Zhang Zhong analyzed Peng Peng's little head, but couldn't find an optimal solution.

At this time, Zhang Pengpeng had already put the last bite of porridge in the bowl into his mouth.

She turned her head with a puffy face, opened her little hand in front of Zhang Zhong, and said in a vague voice, "Dad, give it to me."

Zhang Zhong looked at the hair rope in his hand, "Do you want this?"

Zhang Pengpeng nodded seriously.

Why have a bad feeling?

Zhang Zhong gave the hair rope to Zhang Pengpeng, and the little guy raised his hands, and a small ball on his head was tied up.

Zhang Zhong didn't even see clearly how to operate it.

Boss Pengpeng, please accept my knee.

After finishing the tie, Pengpeng glanced at his father proudly, "Dad, this is how your hair is tied."

ridiculed...

Zhang Zhong was wondering if he should go to the barber shop to seek a teacher, and then come back to save face.

Just after breakfast, the little guy wanted to watch TV, of course Zhang Zhong refused.

There were no toys at home, so Zhang Zhong rummaged through the box and found a jigsaw puzzle that he bought but didn't put together. He shook it at Pengpeng, "Daddy will take you to play with puzzles."

This is not a children's puzzle, but an adult puzzle with 1000 pieces.At that time, Zhang Zhong bought it back and planned to play it in his spare time, but he was a little busy at that time, so he forgot it as soon as he put it away.

The color difference of this puzzle is not obvious, and the difficulty is relatively high. It took the father and daughter a long time to complete less than one-third of the puzzle, and all the completed parts were relatively simple.

Zhang Pengpeng rubbed his eye sockets, "Father, I'm so tired."

"Stop when you're tired."

"Well, can I watch TV then?"

"Aren't your eyes tired? Why do you still watch TV?"

"My eyes don't hurt, I just have a little pain in my butt." Pengpeng rubbed her waist, probably to her, the back part is called a butt.

"Okay then, just watch for a while."

"Yeah, it'll be a while."

The daughter was watching TV, and Zhang Zhong was cooking. After a while, Peng Peng came running over, "Dad, the cartoons haven't been played yet, can I watch TV at night?"

(End of this chapter)