C101

Zhang Fugui has been back from the hospital for several days. In the past few days, Zhang Qing went back to the red brick house at night and came to help Zhang family do some work during the day. At present, there is nothing to do in the field in this season, but it is near the end of the year, and there are many things that Zhang can't move.

Early in the morning, Guo Jingjing went to school. Zhang Qing helped Zhang wash the glutinous rice and drained the water all day. Today, he will follow Zhang's family to make brown rice sugar. This is a kind of traditional snack. The fried glutinous rice is boiled to boiling hot and the sugar is thin. Then, according to the taste of the individual, add some sesame, peanut, melon seed rice and so on to enrich the taste 。

The brown rice candy is a whole piece, which is similar to the feeling of cake cutting. When it is cold, it is cut with a knife and cut into the size of mahjong one by one. However, the brown rice candy after it is completely cold tastes crisp and fragrant, and it can satisfy the appetite again

Zhang does it every year, and makes dozens of Jin as soon as he does it. The two rice bags he brings are full Bring it back full.

As a matter of fact, Zhang's husband and son and Zhang Qing's father and son can't eat so much in a year. What's the reason why Zhang's family has such a large amount of food is that Zhang Qing's heart looks like a mirror.

When he Fanxing received the call from Guo Zizhang, he Jingjing had just been sent to the school. Guo Zizhang's words directly provoked him to stop by the side of the road.

"What are you talking about? Where are you now? "

"I'm at the village head entrance of Majing village," Guo Zizhang was not afraid of being frozen. The left window opened all the way to the end. One hand was holding a mobile phone, the other was resting on the window with a cigarette end between his fingers. He looked up at the banner floating overhead. The two ends of the banner were tied to the wire pole. The wind was not small today. The banner was blown around, but he could still see the reflection on it Gold lettering.

Welcome to Majing village!

This was made by the village brigade a few days ago. It seems that in order to meet someone, it has not been removed since.

"Zizhang, you forget that I told you before that you are not suitable to be there now." On the other side of the phone, the tone of Hefan shop was very bad.

"I know what you're worried about." Guo Zizhang's eyes were also dark. "But I have to make it clear. Even if there is only one percent chance, you can rest assured that I will leave before Guo Jingjing comes back. Besides, you don't mean Doesn't he remember me? I don't ask anything. I just want to talk to him

He Fanxing knew that he wanted to bring people back, but he couldn't catch up. He could only warn him in a deep voice: "Zizhang, don't scare him." "I will not." Guo Zizhang was cautious in his way. "By the way, I have found the Zhang Qi you asked me to look for. Now he is with one of his friends. In a word, his friend has some unclear relationship with your nominal uncle Tang Daye.

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he Fanxing frowned. How could he get involved in Tang Daye?

"You sent me the address where he lives now."

"Yes, that's it. I'll take care of it for Zhang Qing. As for Guo Jingjing, it's up to you to explain." With that, Guo Zizhang immediately hung up the phone.

With the windows closed, the car drove along the cement road of Majing village towards the village.

Although Guo Zizhang didn't know Guo Jingjing's home, it didn't hinder his search. The village was not big at all. Almost everyone knew who lived in the village. Besides, Zhang Qing's red brick house was once famous for being haunted by ghosts. Anyone who asked an elder could know the way.

Guo Zizhang went to the red brick house first, but he didn't find anyone. He listened and went to the Zhang family's house. At that time, Zhang Qingzheng was about to put the rice bag on the electric car. He was not very strong, and it was difficult to carry dozens of Jin of rice.

Guo Zizhang recognized his figure at a glance, almost immediately opened the door and got out of the car. Zhang Qing didn't know what was going on. The rice bag on his hand disappeared. When he looked up, Guo Zizhang held it in his hand with one hand. He laughed at him very brightly in the sun.

Zhang Qingxian was stunned, and then his face was puzzled and said, "you are..."

"Uncle Zhang, I am a friend of Sanskrit. My name is Guo Zizhang. My nephew Guo Xiaonian is a student in teacher Guo's class."

"Ah! Are you Mr. Guo? " Zhang Qing seems to have responded, "I heard from our family ah Jing that last time I suddenly fainted in the hospital. You helped me, and I never had a chance to tell you. Last time, I really bothered you."

"Uncle Zhang, it's very kind of you to raise your hand. How are you doing? Is it all right? "

"It's all right, thank you." Zhang Qing smile, "old, the body is not as good as before, always dizzy, do not scare you good."

"How?" Guo Zizhang was kind and kind. "You go out with me. Others will treat you as my brother."

When Guo Zizhang said this, Zhang Qing seemed to have lost his speech for a while, and seemed unable to adapt to this man's self-made Kung Fu.

Zhang came out of the house wearing an apron and was surprised to see Guo Zizhang. The young man was as tall and good-looking as Xiaohe, but he had never seen him.

"Ah Qing, is thisZhang Qingshou regained consciousness and told Zhang Shi the identity of Guo Zizhang with a smile. The Zhang family was very grateful to him for helping Zhang Qing. He said with a kind smile, "I still have a surname with Jingjing of my family. I also helped ah Qing. It seems that it is really predestined."

Guo Zizhang was also a shameless and skinless man. He immediately said, "it's fate, grandma."

Old people don't like sweet mouth. This call of Guo Zizhang made Zhang's family very happy. When he saw that he still had his rice in his hand, he immediately said, "Hey, look, how interesting it is, how can you still hold this rice? You are also ah Qing. Come here, Xiao Guo, put the rice on the tricycle, and your hands will be sour in a moment."

Zhang Qing, as if to remember this, quickly pushed the tricycle over. Guo Zizhang said that it was OK and put the rice bag behind the tricycle.

Zhang Qing asked him, "Mr. Guo..."

"Just call me Zizhang."

Zhang Qing didn't speak and looked up at him.

Guo Zizhang's gentle smile: "Brahman and I are friends. You can call me as you call him."

Zhang Qing shook his head with a smile and refused. His voice was obviously polite: "it's better to call Mr. Guo. Is there anything wrong with Guo's birth here?"

Guo Zizhang looked at Zhang Qing. After Zhang Qing said such words, it is undeniable that he had a faint sense of loss. He was polite and polite. Sometimes it was a kind of alienation. Although Zhang Qing seemed kind and gentle, he could be sure that he was not like this in front of his son.

Under the pressure of the urgency, Guo Zizhang laughed and said, "Brahma asked me to do something, so I want to ask Uncle Zhang about some questions." with this, Guo Zizhang's eyes turned to Zhang's side and took a look. Zhang Qing immediately knew that it would be inconvenient. In front of Zhang's face, he turned to Zhang and said, "Mom, you'd better take a small bench. After a while, there are many people You must stand in line. You can't stand standing on your legs. "

"Yes, you're right. Wait a minute. I'll bring my folding stool to the theatre." Zhang said, and then he said hello to Guo Zizhang. He turned around and went into the door to look for the bench.

As soon as the man left, Guo Zizhang lowered his voice and said to Zhang Qing, "Brahman asked me to help him find someone, but he didn't seem to know that person very well. So let me ask Uncle Zhang whether there is a picture of that person or more detailed information, such as what friends he has, so I can let people find it easily."

Zhang Qing immediately responded and asked, "is Brahma asking you to find a flag?"

"Yes, that's the name." Sure enough, his name was Brahma rather than Mr. He.

Naturally, Zhang Qing would not have guessed Guo Zizhang's thoughts at the moment. After thinking for a moment, he said, "maybe my dad has photos. Please wait a minute. I'll go and ask."

"Good."

Zhang Qing chin nodded, turned and went into the house to look for Zhang Fugui.

In the room, Zhang Shi took a small stool and said to Zhang Fugui, "I have already said hello to Lao Liu. You can make do with him at noon. If there is anything wrong, you can call ah Qing."

Zhang Fugui said to her: "I said I would go with you and you are not happy. I hurt my head, not my hand. What's the relationship?"

"What do you mean? I'm sorry to take you out of the house. If people ask you how you hurt me, what face do I have to say?" As soon as Zhang said this, his anger rose.

Zhang Fugui glanced at Zhang Qing and quickly said, "what's shameless? I fell in my own house and broke the law. How could I be disgraced? Go, I can't tell you this old woman. I don't want to go yet

Zhang knew that Zhang Fugui's words were meant to be heard by Zhang Qing. He did not know that Zhang Qing had already known the truth of the matter, but she didn't want to reveal it at this time. She went out with a cold face.

Zhang Qing went to Zhang Fugui and said helplessly: "Dad, mom is also reluctant to give up you, just don't let you go to that cold wind, afraid you fall headache."

"I know what she thinks," Zhang Fugui sighed. "Don't I care about her? You say who still eats brown rice candy these days. You can buy it any time you have money. Your mother's brain is one track minded, but she thinks that her home cooked food is delicious. Yes, the eldest and the second son used to say that, but when they left, how much did they really bring? It's not to say a word to make your mother happy. She's the only one who is really. When the spring comes tomorrow, if you can't eat, you'll be easily affected by damp. If you can't eat, you'll be affected by damp. If you can't eat, it's me. Who is it? "

In this matter, Zhang Fugui can complain, but Zhang Qing can't say anything. This is a mother's heart to her children. If he really says something, Zhang Fugui will be unhappy.

He took the topic over with a smile, and quietly said to Zhang Fugui, "Dad, there's something I want to tell you. A friend of ah Jing said to help us find a flag and ask if you have a picture of him."

"Really?" Zhang Fugui looks happy. Zhang Qi has been away for several days, but he has not come back. His face is not easy for Zhang to see. He is really worried. "There are pictures. You wait."Zhang Fuguo went into the inner room and did not know where to find a graduation picture of a flag. It is estimated that it was taken when he graduated from junior high school. Fortunately, there was no big difference in a few years.

"At this time, it's troublesome for Jingjing's friend to find the flag. The child is so young that he can't meet any bad people." Zhang Fuguo said with a worried face.

"I see, Dad." Zhang Qing Chuai a good photo, "then I'll go."

"Come on, don't let your mother see it."

"I know."

As soon as Zhang Qinggang walked out of the gate, he was stunned by the situation. The back carriage of Guo Zizhang was opened. Others were carrying the rice, sugar, peanuts and sesame seeds that his family was going to use to make brown rice and sugar, peanuts and sesame seeds into his car. Zhang stood aside and looked at his face with a smile.

"Mom, is this?" Zhang Qing walked quickly past, pointing to ask Zhang what situation.

Zhang patted Zhang Qing's hand and said, "ah Qing, Xiao Guo said it was very cold to ride a bicycle on that day. Let's not ride at all. He said that he had a holiday anyway, so he would accompany us to beat sugar."