There is a wife at home

Under Zhang's presence, Zhang Yuhe also put on an elder's pride and said: "Your grandma has already opened her mouth, so you can just follow us to eat."

"No, thank you." Guo Jingjing didn't want to call him uncle, didn't Zhang Yuhe also call him "you you", didn't he even call him his name?

"Grandma, I'm going back first. The chickens at home have to be fed when they go back."

Guo Jingjing was very firm in her intention to go, and Zhang knew that it was useless to say any more, and she also saw Zhang Yuhe's attitude when he entered the door. Although she wanted to take Guo Jingjing to eat together, she didn't want to see the child. Uncomfortably holding back his hands and feet, he nodded heavily and agreed.

"That's fine, then go back while it's dawn, but don't forget to eat, even if you are alone at home, you have to eat dinner."

"I know, grandma, then I'm leaving, grandpa, I'm leaving." Guo Jingjing said and looked at Zhang Yuhe, thinking of Mrs. Zhang, he still said: "Uncle, I'm leaving first."

When he called Zhang Yuhe, he was already doing his best. As for Yamada Zhizi, there was no need for that at all. Guo Jingjing turned around and left after calling him.

Eko Yamada pulled her fingers, Guo Jingjing did it on purpose, even called him uncle, so what if he called another aunt?Although she was disdainful in her heart, Guo Jingjing really stopped screaming, and Yamada Zhizi felt humiliated again, biting her lip, walked to Zhang Yuhe's side, reached out and tugged Zhang Yuhe's sleeve, her eyes were full of grievances.

Zhang Yuhe knew what she was thinking, but he couldn't defend her. He could only pat the back of his sleeve comfortingly, because he knew very well that in his mother's heart, the position of Yamada Zhizi was far inferior to that of Guo Jingjing. Well, Guo Jingjing was right in front of his mother, but everything would be wrong if it was Eko Yamada, so he knew that even if Eko Yamada was wronged, he couldn't say a word for her.

"By the way, Mom, I just heard you say... Brother Qing is not at home? Where has he gone?" Zhang Yuhe asked suddenly.

"Oh, Qing, he..."

"He didn't go anywhere," before Zhang Fugui finished speaking, Zhang interrupted him, "It's just that he went out for a long time and came back after driving for a year. He left in a hurry, and he didn't have the time to explain it to me clearly. , Just tell Jingjing, when he comes back, he will make it clear to me, hey! Your little brother is just that person, who says that the wind is the rain, and he is 50 or [-] years old, and he is still like a child. "

"Really?" Zhang Yuhe smiled, but glanced at Zhang Fugui. His father had something to say just now, but his mother didn't give him the chance to finish.

Zhang Fugui also knew that Zhang Yuhe was looking at him, so he raised his head and shook his head at Zhang Yuhe: Your mother won't let me tell, don't ask, don't ask, so as not to make your mother unhappy.

Zhang Yuhe had already seen Zhang's favoritism towards Zhang Qing, so he naturally understood that his father was telling the truth, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Then let's go to the hotel first. I greeted there before we came, and the dishes are already ready. Mom, there are also your favorite anchovies..."

The group got into the car and arrived in the town after a short drive. Zhang Yuhe booked a hotel in Jiangnan Water Town, not a five-star hotel, but he knew that his father and his mother would definitely be happier eating here than in a high-end western restaurant.

Sure enough, when the dishes were served, both Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Fugui looked okay.

Zhang Fugui pointed to the plate of miscellaneous fish and was full of praise, saying that it looked like river fish, the scales of the fish were shiny, unlike those in the pond, which were dusty.

They eat in the lobby. The elderly don't like to be in a closed space. Anyway, the location is well chosen, and the corner is quiet and safe.

Hearing the recent conflict between China and Japan from people around him, Zhang Fugui is also a person who loves to pay attention to state affairs, not to mention that his son is the boss of a Japanese company, so Zhang Fugui is naturally more together.

Zhang Fugui listened carefully to the comments of the people around him, put down his chopsticks and asked Zhang Yuhe in a low voice: "Yuhe, how is your company doing recently? The issue of an island between China and Japan seems to have intensified the conflict between China and Japan. Some people say If you want to boycott Japanese products from today, then your company..."

"Dad, you don't have to worry about this at all," Zhang Yuhe smiled absolutely calmly, as if the problem his father said was just a trivial matter, "Hasn't the problem between China and Japan always existed these years? Before Nanjing That incident was indeed quite violent, but it was only in Nanjing, and the people of the country almost staged a public opinion to boycott Japanese products, but the result? It was just a lot of thunder and little rain."

"That's not necessarily true. I read the news recently, and this time it seems different from the past. It involves territorial issues. People are robbing their homes, so how can we remain indifferent?" Zhang Fugui said bluntly, but he didn't Noticed that the face of Yamada Keko on the side was a little stiff.

"Well, since you said that, let me analyze it with you. In the global auto industry chain, Japan is a supplier of basic spare parts. This is not just for Japanese cars, including European and American models, and self-owned brand models. All of them, except for cars, as well as Japanese cameras, monitors, food, including high-speed rail technology, are all purchased from Japan. This kind of data proves that it is impossible for a person to completely resist the use of Japanese products on the premise that the existing life is not paralyzed. , those 'patriots' are saying that, in fact, they are not using Japanese products normally, do you know? Even our ID cards are printed from Japan, and they are also Japanese products. Do you want to boycott the certificate?"

Some of Zhang Fugui knew what Zhang Yuhe said, and some of them heard it for the first time. To be honest, it really made people speechless, but the more this happened, the more angry they became!

"This little Japan..."

Zhang Yuhe wanted to say that Little Japan is too insignificant, but suddenly remembered that his daughter-in-law is Japanese, and his grandson Zhang Qi still has half of Japanese blood on his body. He can't say this, and he would slap himself in the face. When I came back, I took my chopsticks and yelled at everyone: "Eat, eat, don't talk about those unhappy things, eat quickly, Zhizi, eat quickly, this fish tastes good, eat more."

"Thank you, father-in-law." Yamada Zhizi still held her breath. Although she was dissatisfied with Zhang Fugui's unilateral insults and hindered Zhang Yuhe, she did not dare to speak nonsense.

In short, this matter has just been brought up in one stroke. What Zhang Fugui said is "impossible" and "untenable" to Zhang Yuhe, so he naturally doesn't take it to heart.

It wasn't until later that things really happened to him that he realized how ridiculous he was.

No matter how lively this place is, it's none of Guo Jingjing's business anyway. Leaving Zhang's, Guo Jingjing kept to the left and walked towards the red brick house.

The lights in the red brick house were on, and even the street lamps under the eaves at the door were on. The bright light illuminated the gravel road at the door clearly.

Guo Jingjing felt a sweetness in his heart, he didn't feel the depression he had before, he turned his mouth slightly, and quickened his pace to go home.

"I'm back, Guo Jingjing took off his hat and gloves, and called into the room again and again. He Fanxing was wearing a high-necked cashmere sweater and a dark blue half apron. His sleeves were rolled up to reveal a small section of his wrist. , with slender fingers holding a spoon, as if he was making soup, when he heard Guo Jingjing's voice, he leaned over and looked out through the door with a warm smile in his eyes.

"Are you back? Wash your hands, dinner will be ready soon."

"Well, I'll go to the chicken coop to see if the chickens are caged first, and I'll wash them later." Guo Jingjing looked greedily for a long time, and after a long while, he reluctantly looked back, opened the back door and went to the chicken coop.

It was getting dark and the temperature had dropped. The few remaining chickens in the chicken coop huddled together one by one, some seemed to roll their eyes, and some were still turning around. After confirming that there are no uncages outside, the door of the chicken coop is closed, and the patch used as a lock is inserted.

By the way, I washed my hands in cold water by the pool in the yard, and opened the back door to go in. He Fanxing had already put all the food on the table, two fresh vegetarian dishes, plus brine shrimp, a plate of braised fish, and ribs stewed in porcelain pots The soup has a particularly positive aroma, with a few slices of white radish added, it doesn't feel greasy at all when you drink it.

Guo Jingjing drank half a bowl of hot soup first, and his body immediately warmed up after being blown by the cold wind.

He Fanxing brought the peeled shrimp, dipped in some vinegar, to Guo Jingjing's mouth. Guo Jingjing opened his mouth and bit it naturally, curling his tongue into his mouth to chew. He Fanxing helped him peel the second one, and asked with a smile. He: "Grandma didn't keep you for dinner?"

"Keep it." Guo Jingjing's mouth was busy. He Fanxing's recent skills are good, and his appetite is even more immeasurable. Sometimes when he gets hungry, he feels like he can eat a mountain of rice.

"Then what did you say?" He Fanxing thought that at least he had to wait for some time. Guo Jingjing felt sorry for his grandma. Although he won, he would definitely come back for dinner, but if Mrs. Zhang really stayed ruthless, the person in front of him would definitely Be gentle.

So for this meal, He Fanxing had already prepared himself to eat. He didn't expect that the person not only came back, but also came back so fast, which made He Fanxing a little curious.

Guo Jingjing bit a piece of bone, and when he heard this, he paused, and opened his mouth to reply: "Uncle brought his wife here." After speaking, he sucked the marrow in the bone vigorously, and sucked it all into his mouth inside.

He Fanxing was a little surprised, and looked up at Guo Jingjing, so it was because Zhang Yuhe came that he came back so soon?

He Fanxing squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, Guo Jingjing was still waiting for the shrimps in his hand, they were already peeled off, why didn't they put them in his mouth?Guo Jingjing thought for a while, and it was better to be self-reliant, so he got up from the stool, opened his mouth "ahhhh" and ate the shrimp in He Fanxing's hand in one gulp.

It's hard for He Fanxing, the position he held the shrimp is a little closer to the middle, Guo Jingjing's lips and tongue will inevitably wrap around half of He Fanxing's finger, He Fanxing regained his senses, looking at Guo Jingjing, his eyes became dark .

"Ah Jing..."

He Fanxing originally wanted Guo Jingjing to let go, but Guo Jingjing felt that he was holding only half a shrimp. He wanted to eat a whole, so he learned how to suck the bone marrow, and took a sip. Pulling it back, Guo Jingjing looked up at him with the shrimp in his mouth.

What?

He Fanxing smiled, and said stupefiedly, "Ah Jing, you don't want to sleep tonight..."

When Guo Jingjing saw He Fanxing's expression, he understood what he meant, and quickly withdrew his neck from leaning forward, and shook his head with a dull face.

He Fanxing snorted with unknown meaning, did not continue the topic, but said to Guo Jingjing: "Eat more."

Guo Jingjing looked up at He Fanxing, and couldn't help shivering.