After Becoming a Little |

"Oh... I really hope that day comes later..."

Mrs. Jin was sitting on the sofa in the living room, writing and drawing in front of a small notebook, and she was talking to Aunt Zhuzao about other things: "Let someone go to the countryside later and catch two old ducks for me. It needs to be full of years... Laoya soup is a dish... Also tell Alan, those sticks who dare to do things don't show mercy, they dare to abduct a girl from my republic - chop off a left hand first! The leader gives I just put it in a gasoline barrel, pour cement and throw it in the Han River to feed the fish... Speaking of fish—what fish is delicious recently?"

Because of the Gyeongbokgung Palace incident before, Mrs. Jin went into a rage on the spot. As a result, the people under her hands went into a rage, tearing apart the originally restrained situation between the two sides—unexpectedly, they found a man by mistake. A force that uses the names of talent scout companies and intern training companies to deceive foreign students and tourist girls into ulterior motives.

Although the other party is also an extreme force like a local snake, the strength of Madam Jin's side is obviously not enough. It took only three days for Madam Lan and Madam Mei to clean up everything on the opposite side, even the leading one. Several guys were arrested, and now they are hanging in the warehouse on Nanbang's side to dry like salted fish, waiting for Madam Jin to leave.

Although these guys can sue, the law at Nanbang is just that way. What's more, these guys are prepared and arranged. If they take Nanbang's judicial channels to prosecute, it may not be possible to really catch their evidence and sentence them.

The problem is that their fate is not good. What they encounter is not Nan Bang's opponent at all, but the crossing dragon from next door...

Aunt Zhuzao was not at all affected by the desire to eat fish while feeding the fish. After thinking for a while, she said softly: "The black fish should be good? Or go to the ice to catch some fat head fish. It should taste good to make fish head tofu soup."

"Then I want everything, let someone go and play two nets for me now, and I will have time to wake up tomorrow...Okay, there is nothing else, you go back and explain what I just said."

"Okay!" Aunt Zhuzao stood up with her sleeves rolled up, "I'll do it right away, do you want to recruit some people back? If the second and third girls want to go out to play or something, I can take care of them."

"No, the second girl is protected by someone, and the third girl is better than you. She is a good baby raised by my junior sister for so many years... By the way, there are still some candies on the table. I really want to eat barbecued pork this morning." , I made it for her and couldn't finish it, so you can take it back and eat it on the way."

Aunt Zhuzao's eyes lit up: "Madam, haven't you finished eating?"

"I'm not a milk baby, so I can't finish eating." Mrs. Jin gave her a blank look: "Do you want love!"

"Yes, yes—" Aunt Zhuzao nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I want to eat this!"

Mrs. Jin packed her a bag and sent her to the door. When the door was closing, she didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and reminded her: "My guy has a good temper, but that doesn't mean I have a good temper too... For so many years, all the sisters have a good temper. Field, don't let me down..."

After she finished speaking, she closed the door without waiting for Aunt Takezao to say anything.

Aunt Zhuzao was stunned at the door, holding the bag of candied haws, stood there blankly for a while, then lowered her head.

The sunlight from outside the building shone in, slanted over her shoulders, cast a shadow on the side of her face, pulled it forward long, and clung to the wall, like a hand unwilling to reach out, trying to grab something .

For so many years, there are some things that everyone knows very well, and there is a tacit understanding.

But tacit understanding is something that cannot be broken...

After a while, Aunt Zhuzao sniffed, grabbed a piece of candied haws and stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed it loudly, as if nothing happened, and walked towards her car with a smile like a child Go: "Madam's donuts are sweet...I have to go for a drink today, the weather is fine..."

It's just that the voice of speaking became lower and lower, and the pace of walking became slower and slower, and finally stopped at the same place again.

The shoulders trembled slightly, and something salty dripped down, mixed in the sweet and greasy sugar shell.

Even though it was just a little bit of liquid, it actually produced a sour and bitter taste out of thin air, which made people feel more uncomfortable the more they ate it.

Aunt Zhuzao's eyes were red, she just chewed up the sugar shell and swallowed it, unwilling to waste any of it.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened, and Jin Chashu poked his head out to have a look, and called Aunt Zhuzao: "Oh, fortunately, you didn't go far, Auntie said that you have to come early tomorrow to help her cook, don't forget !"

When Aunt Zhuzao heard the sound of the door opening, she stopped in a panic as if fleeing, wiped her face indiscriminately, turned around with a big smile, and replied loudly: "Okay!"

"And this, Mom went to Dongshan to buy it for you, but I forgot to give it to you just now." Speaking of Jinchasi, he threw a small package over: "Go on!"

After talking about the golden char siu, she was called back by Mrs. Jin's call for help, she raised her voice and waved her hand: "Auntie, go slowly, remember to be on time tomorrow, 09:30—remember to bring the old duck together bring it here!"

The door was closed again, Aunt Takezao looked at the package in her hand, the texture was not light.

Without waiting to go back and open it again, Aunt Takezao directly spit out the bamboo stick in her mouth and used it as a box-opening knife to cut the seal of the package.

"Wow--"

The slight sound of metal friction, mixed with the sound of wind blowing leaves, rang in my ears.

She shook the long thing that was taken out from inside, and she didn't move for a while——

The long metal belt, which was shining silver in the sun, just hung down like this, with a fine texture, it was a rather delicately woven metal belt.

The belt buckle is a panda-style belt buckle from the Panda Memorial Hall in Dongshan Zoo. It seems to have been specially processed, and the wire is firmly welded on the original metal belt. Kind of weird.

Aunt Zhuzao shook her hands, and the metal belt whizzed away like a whip, tearing the air and making a dull whistling sound, then she pulled it back skillfully, swung it a few times, and wrapped it around her arm obediently .

The length has been adjusted, and the middle end of the braid seems to use different metal rings for weight, and the feeling of throwing it out is handy.

After standing there with her lips pursed for a while, Aunt Zhuzao took a deep breath, turned around and shouted in the direction of the house: "Ma'am!"

No one paid attention, as if they didn't hear.

"Madam—madam! It's me! Madam!!"

A few seconds later, Mrs. Jin opened the window: "Where are you crying and howling?"

"I like it very much!" Aunt Takezao jumped and waved the metal belt in her hand, her voice was crying: "This! I like this very much!"

"Okay, okay, you're not a little girl from anywhere, as for... stop screaming, get out!"

Aunt Zhuzao wiped her face indiscriminately, grinning innocently: "Okay!"

Aunt Zhuzao, who was humming, walked back happily this time, while behind her, Mrs. Jin's eyes softened.

She moved her lips and said nothing in the end, she just closed the window and took a sip of the tea in hand.

Beside her, Jin Chashu opened the food cover on the table and looked up and down at the empty dining table in horror, with shock in his eyes.

After that, she even got down under the table to search around, and finally let out a mournful cry——

"Where's my candy mound?! It's such a big pile! There are so many more! It was still here before!"

"I ate it up." Mrs. Jin raised her eyebrows: "How old are you? You like to eat this stuff all day long."

"Aunt Zhuzao likes to eat too! I didn't see you talking about her!" Jin Chashu grabbed his hair and wailed like a husky: "Tang—dun—er—"

"……To shut up!"

"Then you pay me back!"

"I'll make it for you tomorrow—"

"Oh……"

Mr. Jin, who had changed into home clothes, came out of the bedroom and straightened his cuffs: "Tomorrow, Da Zuo and Da You have to drive over early, and I may have to go to the city next door. There are a lot of mining management problems there. , and many procedures have not been approved... Sorry, I may not be able to eat with Xiao Liya and the other children."

"Okay." Mrs. Jin put down the teacup, straightened his collar, and smiled softly: "It's okay, you are busy with your work, men, it's normal to be busy to earn money to support the family."

Mr. Jin nodded, and then said with a smile: "But if I go earlier, if I hurry up, I might be able to come back at noon, and I will call you in time - after so many years, I finally found them, if it wasn't for the guy next door The mine has a lot to do with the plan with Big Brother, so I have the heart to put it off for a few more days."

"It's okay, I've been here for so many years, don't worry about these few days." Mrs. Jin looked at the slightly white hair on her husband's forehead, and at his refined and calm demeanor that had settled down and was not much less handsome than when he was young. I found out that my husband was old, and he was not as high-spirited as when we first met.

Mrs. Jin raised her hand to help him straighten his hair. There was a faint sparkle in his eyes, and finally she hugged his waist and put her head on his chest, and said softly: "The days to come will be long, we all We are going to live to be 150 years old - when the time comes, we will not let the children come over, but let them invite us over..."

Mr. Jin stroked his wife's hair, sniffed the familiar scent of her hair, and gave a soft 'um—': "It's all up to you... as long as you like it, you can do anything."

Bowl……

Next to him, who was lying on the ground looking for the remnant soul of his Tangdun, Jin Chashu turned over, lay on his back like a dead dog, hiccupped, and muttered something that no one else could hear: "Eat that fart, Tangdun, look!" I've seen enough..."

The sunlight outside the window shone in, making the house bright, covering the figures by the two windows.

The sunlight was so gentle that even the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes and the white hair on the temples were wiped away by the sunlight.

Life has never been the same as when we first saw it, and it is as bright as it was back then.

as always……

PS: Xiongzi hunting log: April 2020, 04, Xiongzi did not show up, miss him.

PS2: Touched today, continue tomorrow

Section 791 0775-Leave Form

Republic · Northland · Fengjing Airport

Fengjing Airport is not particularly large, but thanks to its status as an important industrial center in the northern region in the early years, the runway specifications here are extremely high. It was originally configured for the formation of large transport aircraft stationed in the northern region. It is also very easy to land some large passenger planes.

It's a pity that Aliya took the plane sent by spicy chicken silk, instead of the money-burning A380 that would be laughed to death by the flight attendants on domestic routes. She didn't use the hidden attributes of Fengjing Airport, and she was a little less passionate.

After all, what girl doesn't like a bigger one—meaning airplanes.

Mrs. Jin has been waiting here for a long time, and she has been waiting for a long time.

Perhaps it is because the southern region is not where Mrs. Jin is active. Mrs. Jin is actually quite 'safe' in Dongshan City. The surplus of local snakes.

At this moment, the departure hall of Fengjing Airport was directly surrounded by a group of black-clothed hunks, a group of tall men who almost tore their clothes, wearing sunglasses, facing outwards expressionlessly, with their backs Looking at the exit corridor, I don't know how many tourists stopped to watch.

Some people took pictures, some murmured and pointed, and some pulled their children away from them so as not to run into these seemingly bad guys—the security personnel at the airport were quite familiar with these guys, but they were a little dumbfounded. Watching from the side.

At the very edge, there are even standing airport security personnel chatting with the black-clothed hunk standing in the corner: "What business is there today?"

"It's not business, I heard it's a relative of Madam."

"What kind of relative, such a big fight?"

"I'm looking for relatives. I've been looking for decades, but I've found it—the bonuses my wife has given us in the past few months are almost higher than last year's end of the year. I heard that there are subsidies this time... ..."

"It's okay, sometimes I really envy you, everyone is a brother who retired together, why didn't I think of going to your side at that time..."

"Come on, you envy me, and I still envy you. I can't tell my parents what I do now. They can understand the work of a security company and force me to change every day. A promising job."

"But your salary is high!"

"What do old people want is a high salary? They don't want you to make quick money. What they want is security. It's best to be as stable as a state-owned enterprise. Only with a secure job can you feel safe."

"That's right, my parents are the same. Some time ago, it was urgent to urge the marriage..."

While they were chatting, a little girl not far away was having fun waving a balloon given by the shopping mall, and the balloon clipped on the plastic pole swayed and flew lightly amidst a burst of silver bell-like laughter. Come out, roll and roll on the ground, all the way to the front of the hunks in black.

The nearest black-clothed man's gaze was covered by sunglasses, his face was full of flesh, no expression could be seen, the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly, and he bent down to pick up the balloon.

The little girl's mother hugged her daughter by the waist, and kept nodding to apologize, her face turned pale.

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry-the child didn't mean it!"

A hand came out from behind the black-clothed hunk, and took the balloon: "The child likes it very much, don't drop it."

While speaking, the woman flicked her hair, and suddenly her golden hair bulingbuling~ seemed to be shining like this, jumping out like this, dazzling people's eyes.

In her mother's arms, the little girl looked hesitantly at the pretty Auntie Guoren in front of her, and then looked back at her numbness, wanting to reach out.

Mrs. Jin tossed the balloon lightly, patted it like playing volleyball, and sent it to the child. Little Loli grabbed the balloon falling from the sky with her hands, and laughed happily.

"Thank you..." The mother let out a sigh of relief, and nodded slightly to the gentle-looking woman.

Where should this kind-hearted person come from?