Guo Jingjing was not very good at persuading, the Madam Zhang was holding her breath, she had been unable to cheer up, and helped Madam Zhang pick more than half of the persimmon seeds off the two persimmon trees. These persimmon seeds were not fully ripe yet, although their outer skins were already an orange yellow color, the meat inside still had not turned soft yet.
There were plenty of birds and insects in the countryside, so it would be too late to let the persimmon grow until it was ripe. The ripe persimmon was either one eye here or a hole there, and was eaten by all the birds and bugs.
Guo Jingjing picked a lot of them. Madam Zhang took a snake skin bag and told him to pack some and bring them back, she kept a few for herself, using the rest to make dried persimmon pancakes.
Guo Jingjing knew that Madam Zhang was in a bad mood, so he took the persimmon and did not rush back.
Madam Zhang was picking persimmons, she followed to pick them up, he realized that the persimmon Madam Zhang was picking were all very big, if not, he would put them aside to dry, and he would pick the bigger ones to the side.
"Your dad sold it at least half a year ago. He's definitely going to earn less during the new year, right?"
"Yes."
Your father is also a good man. The others have already sold the egg for one and a half yuan, but he's the only one who's willing to pay back the egg. How can he not pay for it?" During the past year, a chicken could only be sold for a hundred or so yuan, but he did not raise the price. I know that A Qing is an honest and not black-hearted man.
"Grandma, you too, don't be so black-hearted." Therefore, she couldn't say anything to make his father change the price. All these things Guo Jingjing understood in his heart, that in Zhang Qing's entire life, the person he respected the most was the Madam Zhang.
The Madam Zhang naturally understood the meaning behind Guo Jingjing's words. She looked at Guo Jingjing with a gratified expression, as her eyes carried reminiscence.
In the blink of an eye, you have grown so big. I still remember how you hid in your bed all those years ago and didn't come out no matter how you shouted, but in the end, I lured you over with half a bag of candy. I looked so pitiful, and said that I would leave half of it for your father to eat.
There were many children in Madam Zhang, three males and one female, but Madam Zhang rarely mentioned them in front of Guo Jingjing. Guo Jingjing didn't know the reason why, but he would always avoid the four of them.
He understood his father's intentions. No matter what, Zhang Qing was not Zhang Fugui's son, so Zhang Qing did not want those people to think that he had taken something away from them.
Therefore, in Guo Jingjing's memories, he had almost no impression of those four people. It was just that when they were very young, they had eaten a New Year's dinner together. That time, they had eaten an extremely unhappy New Year meal, and there was a commotion at the table.
looked at the white-haired Madam Zhang and actually felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She was fine in the past, and only after he went to the police academy did she return less, but every time he returned, he could clearly see the Madam Zhang becoming older. Her black hair that was originally a few strands of white hair had now only a few strands of black hair left, as if it was all in the blink of an eye.
"Grandmother, when we have time tomorrow, I'll take you to the barber's shop to dye your hair."
Guo Jingjing knew that dyed hair was very popular now, there were also many old people and women dyed their black hair, he had seen them before.
"Dye hair?" Madam Zhang was startled, and then immediately smiled. At my age, what is there to dye your hair for? Besides, won't it be a waste to dye it? "Let's not waste that money. Grandma knows that my grandson loves Grandma the most, so it's fine."
Madam Zhang sighed, looking at Guo Jingjing and smiled compassionately.
"Jingjing thinks that since Grandma's hair is white, she's old, isn't it? "Don't worry, Grandmother will still want to see you marry and have children, and in the future, bring a great-grandson."
Guo Jingjing's heart was sour and sweet, he could not say a word, and could only nod his head. He thought, if the matter between him and Zhao Amei really succeeded, this day should not be too far away, right?
After eating lunch at Madam Zhang's place, Guo Jingjing called Zhao Amei.
"Amei, are you busy right now?"
"…" The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then Zhao Amei spoke out: "I'm sorry, I'm a bit busy right now, do you have anything to say?"
Guo Jingjing heard that Zhao Amei was busy so he did not want to disturb her work, so he said: "Then you go ahead and busy yourself. Should I pick you up from work? "
"..." "Alright, I'll see you then."
"Yes."
Hanging up the phone, Zhao Amei sat at the desk and looked a little absent-minded. A female colleague came over with a gossipy smile and asked: "Is this your handsome boyfriend? Amei, you guys are progressing quite quickly, when are you booked? I'm still waiting for the wedding wine. "
Zhao Amei laughed awkwardly and did not answer. She stood up and said, "I'm going to the washroom."
"What is there to be ashamed about …"
Her colleague was still teasing him when Zhao Amei quickened her pace and entered the bathroom. She bit her lips and called Zhao Jinhua.