There is a wife at home

When He Fanxing called Guo Jingjing, Guo Jingjing happened to be having lunch at Old Man Liu's house.

Old man Liu is very polite. Originally, it was almost ten o'clock when they came back from Jining, and it was almost eleven o'clock when they did some more work. The house was cold, so old man Liu said that they should just go to his house to eat. Buy some salted duck and peanuts at noon, and a table of eight immortals, full of eight people, squeezed together in winter is warm and lively.

Mrs. Liu knew that Mrs. Zhang was shocked last night. She served two bowls of chicken soup stewed at home. Mrs. Zhang quickly said that she couldn’t drink it. A meal."

In short, holding Zhang's bowl, the movement of filling soup in his hand is non-stop.

Guo Jingjing greeted them with his mobile phone, and went out to the eaves before answering the phone.

"Hey, He Fanxing..." Guo Jingjing was actually a little guilty, he didn't tell He Fanxing when he came back, and he didn't call him even now, he was somewhat afraid that He Fanxing would be unhappy.

"Well, have you eaten yet?" He Fanxing's voice was still so gentle without the imaginary questioning.

"I'm eating it at Master Liu's house. You met Master Liu last night."

"Okay, where's grandma? Are you in a good mood?"

"Well, Grandma Liu is talking, and her face looks much better." Guo Jingjing seemed to hesitate for a moment, and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten. I ate with your dad. There's nothing wrong here. Don't worry. By the way, I have something to ask you. Can you drive?"

"Yes, I learned it in school."

"Well, I see, remember to call me next time you go back, otherwise I won't worry, you go to dinner, do you want me to accompany you at night?"

"No need." Guo Jingjing said this sentence a little quickly, after thinking about it, he was afraid that He Fanxing would misunderstand that he didn't want him to come, so he added, "I want to accompany my grandma at night, I don't feel relieved when she is alone."

"Okay, then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

He Fanxing's low laughter came from the other end of the phone, Guo Jingjing felt a little hot for no reason, hung up the phone in a hurry, holding the phone in a trance, he seemed to want to see He Fanxing a little bit.

"Jingjing, hurry up and eat after the phone call, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

The old lady Liu in the main room waved to him enthusiastically, and Guo Jingjing entered the room with her mobile phone in her pocket.

After lunch at Mr. Liu's house, the grandfather and grandson came back. Guo Jingjing boiled water, and Mrs. Zhang came out with a big bathtub and soaked Zhang Fugui's blood-stained clothes. Guo Jingjing consciously dragged a small stool over. To help scrub.

"No, no, you don't need to do this, I will do it myself."

Mrs. Zhang refused to let him touch her. Afraid of hurting her, Guo Jingjing didn't really dare to do anything, so she just took a chair and sat by her side to accompany Mrs. Zhang.

"Jingjing, did your grandpa tell you anything in the ward?" It's not frustrating to have blood on your clothes, because it's already dried. Zhang rubbed his hands vigorously while rubbing soap, and pretended to be relaxed with his mouth. asked a question.

Guo Jingjing knew that Mrs. Zhang must have heard something, so she didn't hide it, so she said, "Grandpa is worried that Zhang Qi has nowhere to go, so let me help you find it."

After a while, Mrs. Zhang said: "You look for it, and it's fine if you really can't find it. He's such an adult, he won't do anything. It doesn't hurt him if he suffers a little bit."

"I'll find someone to help me find it." Mrs. Zhang was sure of her anger, but if something happened to Zhang Qi, Mrs. Zhang would definitely feel the worst. Guo Jingjing knew all about it.

"Look at this mark, it can't be rubbed off no matter what, Jingjing, hand me the 84 under the sink."

Guo Jingjing brought 84 disinfectant from under the sink for washing dishes, and Mrs. Zhang poured some on the blood marks, took the piece of cloth, soaked it in another small basin on the side, put some water in it, and left it for now. Regardless of it, continue to wash other things.

After rubbing, Guo Jingjing didn't let the old lady go to the water's edge to clean the water. He took the basin and poured the clothes into the washing machine. This washing machine was bought by Zhang Qing. It cost several thousand yuan. But Zhang's house looks like a new one.

"Grandma, your clothes are heavy in winter, so don't go to the water to wash them. Using a washing machine at home doesn't cost much electricity, and these things are easy to break if you don't use them."

"Really?" When Guo Jingjing said this, Mrs. Zhang couldn't bear it anymore, "It seems to be very useful. Your father bought it for thousands of dollars. It's a pity that it broke."

Guo Jingjing nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

In the afternoon, I persuaded Mrs. Zhang to sleep for a while, and at night, she dragged Mrs. Zhang to the red brick house in the name of calling the chickens back to the cage. Before going out, he packed up Mrs. Zhang's clothes and took them with her.

In the evening, the grandparents and grandchildren lay on the same bed, and Mrs. Zhang liked to watch Lu operas. Guo Jingjing switched the TV to the local stage where Lu operas were played, and accompanied Mrs. Zhang leaning against the bedside to watch them.

"You see, this man is really heartless. As soon as my mother died, she fought to share the family property with her brother. She took up the good land and gave it to her brother if she couldn't grow the farmland. Now it's good, she doesn't even want her own daughter-in-law. , Marrying such a vixen, how can this be a human thing!"

Mrs. Zhang looked at it while talking, and slapped the quilt angrily with her handkerchief. Guo Jingjing knew that she might be thinking of him in her heart, so he took her hand and held it in his palm.

"Grandma, you told me when I was young that good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil. The world is fair. People who have done bad things will not be bypassed by God. It's just that everyone loses differently. Some people Money was lost, some people lost their conscience, and others lost more than their own lives."

Mrs. Zhang was a little emotional. She told Guo Jingjing this before, because she hoped that the child would become an upright person when he grew up, and hoped that he would stick to the justice in his heart and not be crushed by the setbacks he encountered when he grew up. , I hope he can learn to be brave and strong.

She didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to teach him this way. Even though this so-called "fairness" once made her question herself, Zhang was still very relieved at this moment. Tell Guo Jingjing both the ugliness and fear, so it is easy to distort Guo Jingjing, who was only a child and immature at the time, maybe he will become that kind of person because of it, this is the ending she least wants to see .

The world needs positive energy. We may not be able to change the world we see, but we should at least try to change the world after the child grows up. No matter how many books he reads and learns, it is better to let him live a healthy life , both physically and mentally.

Mrs. Zhang got up early, at five o'clock, and used her to add water and eggs to Zhang Qing's wheat noodles to make a paste, sprinkle chopped green onions, and bake egg pancakes. The egg pancakes had to be baked one by one in the oil pan , the fire should not be too hot, otherwise it will be easy to burn. In this way, it will take a long time to bake a plate of egg noodles.

Both Guo Jingjing and Zhang Qing like to eat sweet food. Put a little bit of white sugar in it, the taste is fragrant and soft, and there is a faint sweetness.

After Guo Jingjing brushed his teeth and entered the room, he smelled the scent of chopped scallions. He walked into the kitchen and saw that Mrs. Zhang was almost ready to bake.

"It smells good."

Guo Jingjing stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Mrs. Zhang reminded him with a smile: "Take the bottom one, the top one is a bit hot just out of the pan."

um" Guo Jingjing took out a palm-sized omelette from the middle, took a bite, it still had the same taste, Guo Jingjing tried it himself, obviously the steps were the same, but he just couldn't make the taste of Zhang's, it was a bit sticky, Like mochi, but not as sticky as it is.

Guo Jingjing ate one and then picked up another one. Mrs. Zhang saw that he kept eating, and thought he was eating something good, so she smiled and said, "Okay, this plate is full, take it out and eat it." Come on, don't be late for school."

"okay."

Guo Jingjing stuffed the rest of his hands into his mouth, took the plate and put it on the big table, went to the cupboard to get the bowls, took two, thought about it and added another one, took out three pairs of chopsticks, and put them on the table .

When Mrs. Zhang came out with pickles, she was still a little strange.

"Jingjing, why did you take an extra bowl?"

Guo Jingjing lowered his head while holding the porridge pot and said, "He Fanxing will come later."

"Xiao He?" Mrs. Zhang changed her address in response to He Fanxing's words, "He came here so early, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Zhang didn't know about this, and Guo Jingjing didn't know how to explain it. She put the porridge pot on the table and pursed her lips. He was not used to lying, and he didn't want to deceive Mrs. Zhang. Tell Zhang the truth.

"Grandma, actually I and..."

dong dong!

The old rural houses in the south are different from the courtyard houses in the north. A front door and a back door are facing each other. In the backyard, there are many pools for brushing teeth and washing face, so the door of Guo Jingjing's house is closed at this moment, and someone will definitely knock on the door.

"It must be Xiaohe." Mrs. Zhang wiped her hands and was about to open the door.

"I'll go, Grandma."

Guo Jingjing took a step forward, pushed the door latch, and opened the two doors. It was indeed He Fanxing. Guo Jingjing suddenly felt that he hadn't seen him for a long time, and felt a sense of reunion after a long absence. come out.

Seeing him staring at his face in a daze, He Fanxing smiled and said, "Why, haven't you woken up yet?"

Only then did Guo Jingjing come back to his senses, and behind him Mrs. Zhang was also shouting: "Jingjing, don't stand there, it's cold outside, let Xiao He in."

"Oh." Guo Jingjing stepped aside quickly, "Come in."

He Fanxing crossed the threshold and came in, and laughed a few times, which made Guo Jingjing unable to close the door flexibly, as if his hands were frozen, and his ears were slightly red.

"Grandma, good morning."

"Morning," said Mrs. Zhang, because of Zhang Fugui's incident, she really wanted to see He Fanxing now, she just smiled when she saw people, and even tried to get people to sit down.

"Xiao He, sit down quickly, you must have not had breakfast so early? How about I go buy something and come back early?"

"No need, grandma." Guo Jingjing came over, hugged Mrs. Zhang and asked him to sit back on the bench.

He Fanxing also said: "Don't be too polite, I came here uninvited."

"Look at you, what are you talking about?" Mrs. Zhang bluffed in disapproval, and pushed the pancakes she baked to He Fanxing, "If you are not allowed to buy dim sum, then eat some pancakes, this is I just made it this morning, and it was still very hot, Jingjing especially likes this, and I don’t know if it suits your taste.”

"Really?" He Fanxing picked up the chopsticks, "You have to taste it, you can't eat this elsewhere, grandma, then I will be rude." "What are you talking about, try it quickly, if you like it, come back to me Do it for you."

He Fanxing picked up a piece and took a bite. It tasted really fresh. He had never eaten this before. When he chewed it, it smelled like chopped green onion and eggs, and there was a slight hint of sweetness. He Fanxing doesn't like sweet food. Things, but the sweetness is very light, but it has the effect of refreshing.

Mrs. Zhang was inexplicably nervous. She just felt that He Fanxing's eating behavior looked like those gourmets on TV. His gestures and gestures were full of extravagance. It didn't look like ordinary people would, which made her Also follow suit.

"Xiao He, how are you doing?"

He Fanxing raised his head and smiled sincerely at the old man: "No wonder Jingjing likes it, it's really delicious."

Mrs. Zhang was happy now, feeling as if she had been recognized, and said with a smile, "It's delicious, eat more. This is made of wheat noodles. Eat more to be full."

He Fanxing didn't understand the "resisting fullness" this time, and turned his head to look at Guo Jingjing with some doubts.

Guo Jingjing was in a really good mood at the moment. He glanced at him and said with a smile, "It means I haven't felt hungry for a long time."

He Fanxing was taken aback by his smile, but he was not like Guo Jingjing after all, so he quickly realized it, nodded his head slightly, and uttered two words deeply in his eyes: "Really..."

After breakfast, Mrs. Zhang refused to let Guo Jingjing ask for leave, but said that she would send the clothes to Zhang Fugui. Guo Jingjing naturally stopped him, "Grandma, you can stay at home, and I will go to Grandpa."

"That's no good, you have to go to work. If you keep asking for leave, the leader will definitely be unhappy. Are you afraid that grandma won't know the way? It's okay, the hospital is easy to recognize. When I get there, I'll call your dad. Let him come down and follow it."

"Grandma, grandpa just got out of the hospital today. You run back and forth, and you get motion sickness again. You will be uncomfortable when you go back and forth for three hours. When grandpa comes back, how will you take care of him?" Guo Jingjing knew that Mrs. Zhang couldn't bear him. In Zhang's view, Guo Jingjing's ability to have a good job was more important than anything else, but he didn't want Zhang to work hard at both ends.

Hearing what he said, Mrs. Zhang also thought it was reasonable, so she said: "Well, then you should tell your leader carefully, just say that something happened to your grandpa and you took the leave, and grandma cooks lunch for you at home, you don't love Do you want to eat potatoes and roasted pork? Grandma will go to the street to weigh pork belly in a while, Xiaohe, you come along with me."

"Okay, grandma." He Fanxing responded naturally.

Guo Jingjing said: "Grandma, you go to the backyard to catch another chicken, go to the vegetable market to ask Uncle Chen to help kill it, and tell him to keep the blood and add it to the soup when you come back. Grandpa is suitable for eating this now."

Lao Chen at Caishikou also sells chickens, but he sells chickens and is a regular customer of Zhang Qing. The chicken sellers help kill the chickens and remove their feathers. It costs [-] cents a piece, and the blood of the chickens is not kept. After all, the chickens are released. Blood delays time, and to him, time is money.It's just that Zhang Qing has a good relationship with him, and if he said he would bring a plate, he would keep it for you.

"You know that you love your grandpa, so you don't care about grandma. I don't like to cook chickens for him whoever likes to kill them." Mrs. Zhang said with disgust, but she held Guo Jingjing's hand tighter. .

Guo Jingjing was thinking of his grandfather, but his other grandson was nowhere to be seen at the moment. Compared with this, Mrs. Zhang couldn't feel better.