There is a wife at home

"This... this is not very good, Mom." Guo Zizhang picked up the last remaining peanuts and sesame seeds in the tricycle, and Zhang Qing went to stop his wrist. "Mr. Guo, don't be so polite. It's not very far. It won't take long to get there. Besides, we didn't get to my house right away. We might have to wait until dark to come back. How dare you take so long. "

It's better when it's dark!Guo Zizhang thought so in his heart, and smiled purely on his face, and said, "It's okay, I will have time today and every day."

Mrs. Zhang also said: "Where is it going to be dark, go now and estimate that you will be back at two or three o'clock in the afternoon!"

Zhang Qing said again: "Mom, there must be a lot of people there today, and the car will not stop when it passes by. It will be troublesome then."

This is true. I don’t know how many people lined up to make brown rice candy today. Although the pier in front of the old Cao’s house is not small, it is estimated that it is already full of tables and the like. There is no room for it.

"Or we have to park farther away. There is an open space to the east of the old Cao's house, where the cars are stored. People have to carry these things over by themselves. It's very heavy."

Mrs. Zhang also began to think that the feasibility of driving there seemed not to be high, and she frowned and hesitated. Seeing this situation, Guo Zizhang quickly said, "Grandma, it's okay. These things are not too heavy together. I will help you when the time comes." Just mention it, even after your candy comes out, you have to let me eat a few more pieces, and I can't be your porter for nothing, can I?"

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she also laughed and said, "You have been messing around for a long time, but you are thinking about my brown rice candy."

"That's not it," Guo Zizhang took advantage of Zhang Qing's inattention, put the two bags in his hand into the rear compartment, slammed the door, turned around and said to the two with a smile, "Grandma, Uncle Zhang, if you don't take me to , I won’t return the rice and sugar.”

"Why are you still learning to be a bandit?"

In just a short while, Mrs. Zhang's affection for Guo Zizhang doubled. This kid is not only sweet, but also has a good temper, and what he says wins the old man's heart. Zhang shi couldn't even think about this faceless appearance of asking for sugar.

Seeing the two of them talking and laughing, Zhang Qing knew that the matter was settled, and nothing could be changed. Guo Zizhang helped Mrs. Zhang get into the back seat, and when he came back, he saw Zhang Qing standing there, a little nervous. In a daze, he was always inexplicably nervous when facing this person, walked over and called softly: "Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Qing came back to his senses, raised his head and glanced at him, just one glance, then turned away immediately, smiled politely and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Guo, then I will trouble you."

Guo Zizhang smiled, but was unable to speak. He went to help Zhang Qing open the door of the passenger seat, and Zhang Qing immediately said: "No need, I can just sit with my mother."

Guo Zizhang's hand on the car door froze, Zhang Qing had already opened the door and entered by himself, and sat next to Mrs. Zhang, Guo Zizhang's hand tightened slightly, and after he let go, his expression returned to normal, he walked around the front of the car and walked to the driver's seat, He opened the car door and got in, fastened his seat belt and said to Mrs. Zhang, "Grandma, I'm not familiar with this road, so you have to tell me how to drive."

"Okay, drive carefully, I will show you the way.

"okay!"

Following Zhang's instructions, the car drove for less than 10 minutes. Guo Zizhang saw a temporary shack made of red, white, and blue snakeskin bags in front of him. Hot white smoke rose from the shack, and many people stood in line. , extending from the shed to the outside of the shed, and most of them are old people, with gray hair and wrinkled faces, as if they are all acquaintances, chatting with each other regardless of who they are familiar with.

"Grandma, is that right there?"

"That's right, it's there." Mrs. Zhang nodded in response.

Guo Zizhang looked around and said, "That's ok, then I'll find a place to park."

There is no way to go any further. Electric cars and tricycles are parked on both sides of the road near the shed. The place is not spacious. Even if Guo Zizhang’s car goes in, it will be troublesome to get out.

"Grandma, if you get motion sickness, get out of the car with Uncle Zhang first, and I'll turn the car around."

The road is narrow, and it is very easy to find an open space to put the car. Taking advantage of the space next to it, Guo Zizhang thought it would be troublesome to turn the car around first. Talking while walking, he knew that Mrs. Zhang suffered from motion sickness.

Mrs. Zhang was really satisfied with his carefulness, and nodded in response. Guo Zizhang stopped the car first, watched the two of them go down, and then walked a few meters to the side before turning the front of the car.

"This kid is really careful, and so is Xiao He. They are both good kids. It's really not easy for kids from rich families to be so modest and temperless these days." Mrs. Zhang looked in the direction of the car, She sighed to Zhang Qing, "It's our Jingjing's blessing that Jingjing can know such a friend, Ah Qing, they won't think that Jingjing is a child in a mountain village and look down on us Jingjing, right?" A large part of the reason why Guo Zizhang is so kind is also for the sake of his grandson. This mentality is like a mother-in-law being nice to her son-in-law, and she just wants her son-in-law to be nice to her daughter.

Although Mrs. Zhang didn't read any books, she didn't see much of the world, but when Guo Zizhang and He Fanxing stood there, she knew that they were unusual. It was a good thing for Guo Jingjing to be friends with them, After all, in all aspects of the family, Guo Jingjing lacked a lot, and he was regarded as the weak side. Zhang hoped that through this method, they could treat Guo Jingjing better.

It has to be said that in a certain respect, Zhang's thinking is right to a certain extent, and He Fanxing's identity is no different from that of his grandson-in-law.

Mrs. Zhang rambled on for a long time, and after asking a question, she waited for a long time, but she didn't wait for the answer from the people around her. Mrs. Zhang looked up, and Zhang Qing's gaze was still on the car, as if she didn't hear what she said at all. .

"Ah Qing?" Mrs. Zhang stretched out her hand and touched Zhang Qing's face. "What's the matter?" She looked like she was about to cry, but Mrs. Zhang didn't say the last sentence.

"Mom," Zhang Qing reached out to cover the back of Zhang's hand that fell on his face, and smiled lightly, "I'm fine."

When Zhang Qing said this, he obviously didn't want to tell her. Mrs. Zhang didn't want to force him, but she still added a sentence: "If there is something unhappy, just tell Mom, you know?"

Zhang Qing nodded in a complicated mood: "I see, Mom."

Guo Zizhang parked the car and came over with his hands full of things, Zhang Qing hurried over to help him.

"I'll do these."

Zhang Qing wants to pick up Guo Zizhang's heavy right hand, and this outfit is really not very decent, carrying a big bamboo basket filled with rice and sugar. Just come."

"Originally, you were there to help, so how can I let you mention it all, let me do it!"

Zhang Qing stubbornly disagreed, Guo Zizhang already knew how to lose his temper, he took a step faster with his left hand, and handed relatively light sesame seeds and peanuts into Zhang Qing's hand.

"That's fine, then you can mention these."

After finishing speaking, he strode towards Mrs. Zhang and said as he walked, "Grandma, what does this smell like? It smells so good."

Mrs. Zhang led him forward, and explained to him as she walked: "This is the taste of fried rice and boiled sugar syrup. Have you never seen these in the city?"

"I haven't seen it before. Today I will learn more."

"Hehe, okay, I'll let you take a good look at it later."

When they got to the other side of the team, Mrs. Zhang asked Guo Zizhang to put the bamboo basket on the last one, and put the sesame seeds and peanuts in Zhang Qing's hand on it. Mrs. Zhang took Guo Zizhang's wrist and said, "Go, I will take you to the basket." Know and know."

Guo Zizhang looked back at Zhang Qing, and Zhang Qing talked to others again. As soon as he came, someone came up to say hello to him. With a smile on his face, Zhang Qing seemed to be having a good chat with some old men and women.

"A while ago, I was a bit busy with urgent matters, and I did sell a lot of chickens."

"...There is nothing I can do about it. This year is a bit busy, but I still keep the amount for the winter solstice. I also have eggs. There is no price increase. Don't worry..."

Guo Zizhang didn’t hear what was said later, because he had followed Mrs. Zhang into the shed. There were two simple stoves made of snacks in the shed. There were two very large iron pots on the stove. Two strong middle-aged Men, one of them was holding a spatula about the size of a small shovel used at home. In this cold weather, they took off only their single clothes, and half of the rice was put in the pot. The middle-aged man fried rice. Next, it's very regular.

The syrup is boiling in another pot. At this moment, the syrup has turned yellow. Gululu is watching the big bubbles. The rice fragrance is sweet with a hint of sweetness, and it has a very simple taste.

There is a freshly made brown rice candy on the table next to it. This one also put something in the candy, which is peanuts. There are two women on the side who are in charge of cutting it. With one knife, the fried rice and peanuts make a crisp sound. , and a woman was cutting the brown rice candies to prevent them from sticking together.

Guo Zizhang looked at this. Although everyone looked busy, everyone had smiles on their faces. Occasionally, when two people quarreled about something interesting, everyone in the room roared with laughter.

The rules of the Guo family are to not talk when eating or sleeping. The dining table of the Guo family is always deserted. Even on New Year’s Eve, everyone goes back to their rooms after eating. It’s not that there is no intersection at all, but the topics discussed People can't laugh, personal future, family honor, everyone seems to be born to live for these.

But it's different here, everyone gathers together, obviously they are not a family, but they seem to have endless topics to talk about, whether they know each other or not, they can get in the conversation.

"Aunt Zhang, are you here too? Hey, this child...is that kid from Zhang Qing's family?"

The woman who picked up the brown rice sugar raised her head and greeted Mrs. Zhang with a smile. She glanced at Guo Zizhang's face.

Mrs. Zhang explained: "It's not, it's the child's friend, who said he has never seen brown rice candy, come and have a look."

Guo Zizhang immediately shouted: "Auntie, hello."

"This child is really polite. It looks like he was born in a wealthy family. He is well-bred, just like your Jingjing."

After even complimenting Guo Jingjing, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but smile. Everyone in the village knew that Mrs. Zhang loved Zhang Qing and his son, and Mrs. Zhang was modest, but her words were still biased toward Guo Jingjing.

"That kid is gentle and gentle. He has been like that since he was a child. I hope he can learn from your kid. Talk more. Look, my grandson is going to elementary school this year. I don't know where my great-grandson is yet." Woolen cloth!"

"Jingjing is still young, Aunt Zhang, don't worry, there will be a great-grandson sooner or later."

"You're in your twenties, why don't you be in a hurry, Auntie, if you have someone suitable around you, please introduce him to our family Jingjing, if you don't want anything else, just be honest."

"Okay, then I'll pay attention to you later."

"Good good."

Guo Zizhang raised his eyebrows indiscriminately. It was really a windfall. I don't know if the news was sold to He Fanxing, so he could get something from that fox.

At this moment, the woman grabbed a handful of brown rice candy and stuffed it into Guo Zizhang's hands, saying, "If you haven't seen it, just try some, it's not a good thing, just don't dislike Auntie."

How could Guo Zizhang have the nerve to ask for it? He is not thin-skinned, but taking other people's things for nothing is a bit too much, so he quickly said: "No need, auntie."

Mrs. Zhang also said: "Yeah, it's not easy for you to see that you've been so busy. It won't be long before it's my turn. Don't spend so much money."

"What's the cost? It's free, unless Auntie doesn't like it." The woman glared at Guo Zizhang without anger.

Guo Zizhang stood in embarrassment, he had never seen this situation before, and he didn't know what to do for a while, this aunt was too enthusiastic.

Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth at the right time, and said, "Since this is the case, then you can accept it, Xiao Guo."

Guo Zizhang had no choice but to take it with both hands, and said, "Thank you, auntie."

The woman patted Guo Zizhang's arm with a smile, and praised Guo Zizhang again.

The brown rice candy is very crunchy in the mouth. Mrs. Zhang helped him take half of it, watched him pick up a whole piece and threw it into his mouth, chewed it carefully a few times, and asked him with a smile: "How is it?"

Guo Zizhang swallowed it and said, "It's very fragrant and sweet, grandma, you can eat it too."

"I'll eat it later," Mrs. Zhang said with a smile, "it's still a little hot now, and the hot syrup sticks to my teeth, and grandma's teeth are bad." Guo Zizhang nodded, thought for a while and asked, "Does Uncle Zhang like this too?"

"That's right, Ah Qing has always loved sweets and pasta. Now that he's an adult, his taste is similar to that of a child. Some of them don't even eat Jingjing. He's really not picky about food." Mrs. Zhang said disgusting words. , but the smile in his eyes was extraordinarily kind.

Guo Zizhang said after a while: "Then I'll take some to Uncle Zhang, I can't finish eating so much."

When Guo Zizhang came out of the shed, someone happened to be in front of Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing held the basket with both hands, and moved forward with the troops. The arm holding the basket was so fragile that it seemed that it would break at any time.

Guo Zizhang walked over, passed the brown rice candy in his hand to Zhang Qing, and shouted with a smile: "Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Qing looked at the brown rice candy in Guo Zizhang's hand, waved his hand and said, "I don't really like this, Mr. Guo can keep it for himself."

Guo Zizhang felt that the smile on his face was a little cracked, but he quickly adjusted it, lowered his head and said, "Is that right? Someone came to talk again at the moment, Zhang Qing turned his face away, Guo Zizhang looked up and could only see His neck, which was exposed outside his clothes, was extraordinarily slender like his arms.