There is a wife at home

Although Zhang Qing tried his best to say that he was fine, but he had some insomnia last night, Guo Jingjing still insisted on waiting for the hospital to go to work in the afternoon, and gave him a physical examination. Knowing that some examinations required an empty stomach, Guo Jingjing forced Zhang Qing to stay in the city for a long time. After staying for one night, the hotel that He Fanxing helped to book was the same hotel as last time.

Zhang Qing couldn't resist his son, so he could only nod his head in agreement, but the chickens at home had to be kept in the house at night, otherwise they would freeze to death. Guo Jingjing said to call Mrs. Zhang. Sheltering is not physical labor. It seems that Zhang’s chicken raising is much longer than Zhang Qing’s. Zhang Qing’s first experience in raising chickens was told by Zhang, and Zhang also has his house key.

The call was made by Guo Jingjing, and as soon as the call came, Mrs. Zhang answered it.

"Jingjing? Where did you and your father go? Your grandfather didn't find you when he went to your house today."

Guo Jingjing was still very dependent on the Zhang family. Zhang Qing's situation today made him feel very uncomfortable, and he called out in a low voice: "Grandma..."

Zhang's ears were sharp, and she immediately heard that she seemed to have something to ask, but when she heard Guo Jingjing like this, she didn't have the time to ask, so she hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Jingjing? What happened? Hurry up and talk to grandma." explain."

Guo Jingjing didn't want Zhang to worry, so he lied and said: "It's nothing, I just called you, please go to my house and help my dad call the chickens back to the chicken coop, we have something to do and can't go back tonight .”

Of course Mrs. Zhang didn't believe it. The old people were sensitive and stubborn, and they wouldn't give up until they found out why.

"Don't worry about the chicken, what happened, Jingjing, tell me quickly, or grandma will be scared to death by you."

Guo Jingjing knew that if he didn't say that Mrs. Zhang would definitely not be able to sleep tonight, she thought about it and said lightly, "No, my dad suddenly fainted today..."

"What? Ah Qing fainted? What's going on? Why don't you tell me."

"I'm afraid you're in a hurry, and the doctor has already seen it and said it's all right, it's just that you haven't had a good rest recently, just pay more attention, grandma, don't worry, we'll go back tomorrow."

"Why can't you rest well?" Mrs. Zhang thought about it and asked suddenly after a pause. "Jingjing, is it... is it that Qiqi's child lived in your house before and caused you trouble?"

"No, no grandma, he didn't cause us any trouble, don't think about it, it may be that the weather is too cold recently, my dad is not used to it, grandma, don't worry, you should wear more yourself, and tell grandpa , if you go out at night, remember to dress warmly, so as not to freeze."

"Oh, I know, don't worry about us, take good care of your dad, remember to call grandma if you have anything to worry about, don't worry about it yourself, how old are you, how can you bear it, your dad is the same, sons are like that I'm getting older, and I don't take good care of myself. Did he wear the down vest I made for him before? For the small vest, I asked the tailor to stuff me with a lot of down, and I wore it to protect my chest. If I feel cold at night when I sleep , also wear it on the body, the down is soft, and you won't feel panicked..."

Mrs. Zhang babbled on for a long time. Guo Jingjing's hand was a little numb all the time holding the phone, but she just couldn't bear to hang up. He didn't talk much, and Mrs. Zhang didn't want him to say anything, and responded to everything she told her. , Mrs. Zhang felt relieved.

"Look at me, people are nagging when they are old, don't talk, don't talk, go quickly, take care of your dad, and take care of yourself, when you come back tomorrow, call grandma, grandma will make a good meal for you supplement."

"Well, I see, Grandma."

"Okay, hang up."

Mrs. Zhang hangs up the phone neatly, hangs up as soon as she says, and ends the call with a touch of a finger.

Mrs. Zhang was sitting on the sofa, holding needlework and half-made cotton shoes in her hand. The style of the shoes was very old-fashioned, and there was a side of the shoe near the ankle. This is the dialect, what is the scientific name, Probably not many people know about it, the shape is a bit like rabbit ears, it is different from those shoe sides that are torn apart with a snap.

After this kind of shoes are finished, they will be bulging and look fat for sure, but these shoes look warm, and every stitch is slightly recessed into the foam sole, which is very tight and durable, but in this way, the person who makes the shoes It takes more effort and effort. The nylon rope is strong, so you don’t have to worry about it getting rotten or breaking. It’s just that it cuts your hands a little. It will take an afternoon.

Mrs. Zhang just sat like this for a while, blinking, her long eyelashes pricked her eyeballs, shed tears at every turn, Mrs. Zhang took out a handkerchief and wiped it, put down her shoes, packed up and went out, she was going to help Zhang Qing's house It's not easy for Zhang Qing to raise chickens. He wakes up early and stays late all year round. Seeing that the winter solstice is coming, there must be many people buying chickens. She can't let the chickens freeze, and Zhang Qing's hard work for a year can't be wasted. (It is a local custom that every household eats stewed chicken during the winter solstice.)

Guo Jingjing hung up the phone. In the ward, Zhang Qing had already dressed. Seeing Guo Jingjing coming in, he frowned and said, "It's such a cold day, I have to trouble your grandma, she is so old Oh, my legs and feet are not very good, so I just said I am fine, there is no need to check again... By the way, Ah Jing, your grandparents are not young, or if you are free someday, we will bring his elders over, Give them a good physical examination, but your grandfather is timid, I am a little afraid that he will think too much..."

Zhang Qing was thinking about the feasibility of this matter while talking, thinking about the old man's body and afraid of giving them a psychological burden. At Zhang Fugui's age, they are in good shape. It is unlucky to go to the hospital for an examination, and I don't like to go. If something happens, it is better to live without knowing anything.

Guo Jingjing stood there without saying a word, and suddenly remembered that when he was in junior high school, there was a picture in the political book that his parents pushed away his grandparents and took some of them for himself. In this way, they squeeze their parents away and occupy everything about their parents.

At that time, the political teacher stood in the class and spoke very emotionally. He said: "Parents' attitude will affect the child's life. If the parents themselves are not filial to their Master, then what right do they have to ask their children to grow up?" When we grow up, can we learn to support ourselves? Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to others. This sentence is suitable for each of us to think over and over again, whether it is you who are still young or your parents and relatives.”

Mrs. Zhang hurried home from the red brick house when it was getting dark. At home, Zhang Fugui and Zhang Qi had already returned. In the morning, the two went to the red brick house to waste money. Zhang Qi came back and refused to eat lunch. Zhang Fugui said that he would take him to the street to eat and relax. After coaxing for a long time, Zhang Qi was going to the county to eat sushi, so Zhang Fugui accompanied him.

Mrs. Zhang has never advocated going out to eat when there is nothing to do. No matter how clean and hygienic the food at home is outside, and Mrs. Zhang couldn't understand the need to travel so far for a meal, so she didn't go with her.

In the main room, Zhang Qi was talking to Zhang Fugui with a smile on his face. Seeing Mrs. Zhang come in through the door, Zhang Qi happily called out: "Grandma." Mrs. Zhang looked up at him, smiled and said, "I'm back."

"Yeah!" Zhang Qi hugged Zhang's arm and said affectionately: "Grandma, do you think the clothes I bought look good? I went shopping with my grandpa in the afternoon. I had a lot of fun. Grandpa even gave me a pair of clothes." I really like the coat, but it's a pity that grandma didn't go with me, and I want to go shopping with grandma."

"Grandma is getting old, and her legs and feet are not good enough. Your grandpa will accompany you." Mrs. Zhang raised her eyes and glanced at Zhang Fugui. The old man didn't like shopping the most in the past. Going to the vegetable market is very energetic. When he was young She wanted this person to accompany her to the temple fair, as if she was begging her grandpa to sue her grandma, and she would make a donkey's face when she went, and she was very happy to be with her grandson.

Although she complained a little in her heart, Mrs. Zhang wouldn't really get angry. She always felt that Zhang Qi's clothes were too thin, so it would be nice to buy him a coat. After all, he was her grandson, so no matter how much she didn't like his mother, I will not spread this resentment on the child. "As long as you like this dress, it looks warmer than your clothes. Wear it well, don't freeze in the cold weather."

Mrs. Zhang stretched out her hand to help Zhang Qi pull the wide open neckline. Although Zhang Qi was a little dissatisfied, he was not completely indifferent. He acted like a baby to his grandpa, but he had to be obedient and obedient to his grandma before recruiting. like.

Immediately smiled and bent his eyebrows and said: "Yes, I know grandma, grandma, you are so kind to me."

Zhang Fugui said: "Your grandma treats you badly, who treats you well? Look at your child, he is caring, sensible, and more filial than your father."

Zhang Fugui said this to Mrs. Zhang, after he finished speaking, he carefully looked at Mrs. Zhang's face, Mrs. Zhang ignored him, patted Zhang Qi's hand and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No, grandma."

"Okay, sit with your grandpa for a while, and let's eat noodles with chicken soup at night."

"Well, I like to eat whatever grandma does."

Mrs. Zhang lovingly touched Zhang Qi's face, turned around and went into the kitchen, and made noodles with the leftover chicken soup at noon.

Slim was cooked very quickly, and it was ready in less than half an hour. Seeing that Zhang Qi felt that the chicken soup was a bit greasy at noon, Zhang went to the vegetable garden to pick some green vegetables, washed them in cold water several times, and went to look at them. After confirming again and again that there was no sand, it was scalded into the pot.

"The noodles are ready, let's eat."

Mrs. Zhang filled a bowl full for Zhang Qi, brought it over and handed it to the person, and then brought home-made pickles such as salted beans and cucumbers soaked in soy sauce on the table. Let Zhang Qi eat first, and then went to the kitchen He brought out his own and Zhang Fugui's bowls, and the grandparents and grandchildren sat around the table and started eating.

Mrs. Zhang was holding back something in her heart. She wanted to ask Zhang Qi what happened yesterday. It is impossible for Zhang Qing to say such a thing for no reason. , She didn't want to make the child unhappy, so she refrained from saying anything.

But Zhang Qi obviously didn't think so. After eating a few mouthfuls of noodles, he said to Mrs. Zhang with a happy face, "Grandma, these noodles are the best noodles I've ever eaten. Sure enough, children with grandma are the happiest." Yes, at my uncle's house, I can't get enough to eat every day."

Mrs. Zhang heard this, but before she opened her mouth, Zhang Fugui put down the bowl and chopsticks and said angrily, "What? Doesn't your uncle even let you eat enough?"

Zhang Fugui was suffocating in his heart, but Zhang Qi ran back suddenly yesterday, locked himself in the house and refused to come out, and did not eat. He coaxed outside the door for a whole day before he let Zhang Qi open the door. The child's eyes were swollen from crying, and Zhang Fugui's heart ached so much. When he asked what was going on, Zhang Qi cried for a long time before finally telling the story.

It turned out that Zhang Qing thought he was an eyesore, and lived in their house every day for nothing. On Friday morning, he accidentally touched Guo Jingjing. He was fine, but Zhang Qing pointed at Zhang Qi's nose and gave him a good meal. He scolded, and even said something that he didn't recognize him, but Zhang Fugui said that he raised a white-eyed wolf, and immediately went to Zhang Qing's house to ask for clarification, but Zhang Qi hesitated, saying that Zhang Qing was his elder , It is also appropriate to say a few words.

As a result, during breakfast the next morning, he said sad things again, saying that no one recognized him, and he was going back to Japan. When Zhang Fugui heard about it, he dragged Zhang Qi to Zhang Qing after dinner up.

In the end, Zhang Qi didn't have a good meal when he came back. Later, the grandfather and grandson went shopping and ate sushi.