Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Former town.

Santana drove through a dirt road and just stopped in the yard of a small villa when Ai Qing trotted out of the house with a whoosh.

That eagerness is rarely seen in this arrogant woman.

Looking over Du Shuangling's body carefully, Ai Qing reached out to touch her daughter's hair, then took her hand and said:

"Just stay a few more days when you come back. Mom will miss you so much."

"Okay." Du Shuangling covered her eyes and enjoyed her mother's intimacy.

Although I miss my daughter very much, this year's Ai Qing is different from last year's Ai Qing. After chatting with Du Shuangling for a while.

He warmly asked Zhang Xuan: "Are you feeling motion sick today?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "It's okay."

Ai Qing nodded and said, "Go in and have a rest first. Jingling is cooking inside. We'll start eating later."

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised: "Sister Jingling is back?"

Ai Qing said: "The old man wasn't feeling well, so he came back for a visit. He came back the day before yesterday."

When she heard that her grandfather was in poor health, the smile on Du Shuangling's face disappeared and she asked anxiously: "Mom, what disease does grandpa have?"

Ai Qing said: "It's a stroke, but it's not too serious, so don't worry."

When she heard that her grandfather, who had doted on her since she was a child, had a stroke, even though it was not serious, Du Shuangling's eyes immediately became moist, and she turned around and ran towards the house.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan also followed in.

The old mayor's face was still bright and his speech was crisp and clear. He looked the same as before.

If there is a difference, it's that I don't smoke anymore. People who used to smoke cigarettes are now playing with walnuts.

"Hello grandpa." Zhang Xuan shouted.

"good."

The old mayor smiled and nodded, beckoning Zhang Xuan to come closer. After looking around for a while, he said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad."

I heard that the Du family's young son-in-law was back, and in less than half an hour, more than 20 people were already crowded in the Du family's yard.

They are all nearby neighbors, and most of them are related to the Du family.

When I asked, I came to see a great writer.

Zhang Xuan was speechless. It was strange to see people calling him by name, but he was too embarrassed to hide it.

An aunt said enviously to Ai Qing in front of everyone: "I heard from people that your couple has been dating this girl since junior high school. She has really sharp eyesight with this one!"

After saying that, the aunt gave a thumbs up.

Ai Qing glanced at Zhang Xuan, smiled and said nothing. She didn't know what to say. Could it be that "my little daughter fell in love with her at that time, and I was particularly opposed to it"? That's not a slap in the face.

You must know that when Ai Qing went outside, everyone would say the same thing: This is the director of the health center, Dudong's wife, the old mayor's daughter-in-law, and his eldest daughter and son-in-law are both great doctors at Xiangya Hospital.

But now, when Ai Qing walks outside, others will point at her behind her back and say: Look, did you see that, that is the mother-in-law of a great writer? Her little daughter is lucky to be dating Zhang Xuan.

Ai Qing didn't know when her tone changed, but now she doesn't feel disgusted at all, and is even very proud of it.

Now the hospital leaders greet each other like this: "Ai Qing, when will your great writer come back, remember to sign your name for me."

Every time at this time, Ai Qing would feel a strange pleasure.

In the yard, Ai Qing looked at Zhang Xuan chatting with the surrounding neighbors, and couldn't help but said to Du Shuangling next to him:

"Hey, Mom is not as good as you, but you still have a better taste."

It was the first time that my mother had surrendered. It was the first time in so many years that my mother had admitted her "mistake". It was the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Du Shuangling said nothing, just lowered his head and smiled, making tea for the old mayor.

Ai Qing glanced at her daughter, then looked up at Zhang Xuan for a while. At a certain moment, something suddenly occurred to her.

Asked in a low voice: "Do you still remember those private words that mom told you before?"

Du Shuangling blushed and nodded.

Ai Qing took a step closer and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "The situation is different now. It's beyond Mom's imagination. You have to learn."

As he said this, Ai Qing got stuck. He tilted his head and thought for a long time before continuing:

"Keeping pace with the times, yes, that is the word keeping pace with the times. He is a hottie now, he is young and energetic, so we have to watch him closely, do you understand what mom means?"

Du Shuangling couldn't hear this and stamped her feet: "Mom! What are you talking about!"

Seeing her daughter's shy look, Ai Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled meaningfully and walked away.

After dinner, Du Shuangling found Zhang Xuan: "I just called Yongjian, and I plan to go back to Yangcheng with her when school starts."

Zhang Xuan was a little confused, but then he realized: "You want to stay at home with your grandpa?"

"Um."

Du Shuangling opened her arms and hugged him tightly, resting her head on his chest and said apologetically:

"My grandpa has been good to me since I was a child, and I have been close to him since I was a child. But as I grow up, I spend less and less time with him.

I found that he had a lot more white hair on his head. This time, I wanted to stay and spend more time with him while I had time. "

Zhang Xuan liked how she was affectionate and humane, so he hugged her back and said, "Okay, it's still half a month before school starts, so you can spend more time with him at home."

Now is the busy farming season, and everyone is busy.

In one meal, Dudong answered 8 phone calls.

Some want pesticides, some want chemical fertilizers, and most of them are calls from the honeysuckle medicinal business.

Later, I didn’t know what was said on the phone. It seemed that a boss from out of town came to grab business. This was okay. There were outsiders in his own territory. Du Dudong was not in the mood to continue eating, so he just shouted to the other side, "Call someone for me." So I drove to Xiaoshajiang in a hurry.

Ai Qing also received a call. There was an operation in the hospital and she was asked by name to go back and do it.

Zhang Xuan looked at the sky and said goodbye with great discernment.

Ai Qing persuaded him to stay: "You can play for a while longer and ask your uncle to take you back at night."

Send us back tonight?

Zhang Xuan took a look at the half bowl of rice left by Du Dudong and thought to himself, he might as well forget it. There was no guarantee whether Uncle Du would be able to come back tonight.

In his impression, whenever there are outsiders trying to grab business, they will inevitably use their hands and feet.

In these days, as long as the locals are strong enough and there are enough people, the outsiders will most likely lose their wives and soldiers.

Even though the future father-in-law always looked kind and friendly to him, there were quite a few buddies outside. With just a greeting, there were more than a dozen trucks of people and dozens of motorcycles.

These are people with families and serious careers, but they are all loyal. As long as they find something wrong, they just make a phone call, put down their bowls, and go to help.

I remember there was once an outsider who collected pigs.

The price was high, and the pigs collected several cartloads, but they couldn't get out of the village.

Why, either the tire of the pig transport vehicle burst, or the exhaust pipe was filled with rags. Some are simply missing the engine.

If you protect it carefully, the car will be fine, but you still won't be able to walk out of the village road.

They spent money to call a few desperate aunts and lie down on the road. What do you think?

If you go too far, there will be wooden boards buried everywhere on the road. The wooden boards are full of nails and the car will not be able to drive 200 meters.

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(besides…)

There won’t be too many chapters about going home.