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Zhang Qing's situation yesterday really scared everyone. The next day, Guo Jingjing asked for a day's leave. He Fanxing wanted to accompany him. However, Zhang Qing woke them up in the morning and he had to leave for work.

"Call me if you need anything." He Fanxing opened the window and told Guo Jingjing standing on the side, "go in quickly, don't freeze."

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Guo Jingjing nodded his head cleverly, and he Fanxing drove away. As soon as Guo Jingjing turned around, Zhang stood in front of the door and looked at this side. Guo Jingjing turned red and pointed his ears and went towards the Zhang family.

"Grandma."

Zhang looked at Guo Jingjing. Seeing that his face was not very good, he bluffed and said, "didn't you say you were not feeling well yesterday? Why don't you sleep more? Why do you have to wake up early

Guo Jingjing didn't know how to answer. Zhang Qing came out with a bowl and chopsticks and said, "Ma, after all, Sanskrit shop is a guest. Any guest has to leave, and the host is still sleeping in bed."

Zhang's attitude also makes sense. The key is that this attitude shows that Guo Jingjing and he fan are not very familiar with each other, and there should be some courtesy. He nodded: "yes, but so is Mr. He. It takes an hour or two to drive to the city from here? Isn't he tired of going back and forth? "

"People like them are used to driving. How far is this? Besides, wasn't yesterday just for me? " Zhang Qing took the Zhang family and sat down, filled her with a bowl of porridge and a portion for Guo Jingjing, "ah Jing, eat it quickly."

"Well, thank you, Dad, and grandma, too." Guo Jingjing took the bowl with both hands and lowered his head to eat it.

Zhang is still talking about Zhang Qing.

"So are you. Why did Xiao He drive Xiao Guo back? It's not the right thing to do

Guo Jingjing looked up and looked at Zhang Qing suspiciously. Zhang Qing had a normal face, stirred the porridge in the bowl to dissipate heat, and said, "Mom, didn't I say that? There are not enough beds at home. In such a cold day, people can't sleep on the sofa, can't they? "

Zhang Qing said that, Zhang is not good to say anything, that sofa is an old-fashioned sofa, Guo Zizhang such a big man nest in the top, he is not uncomfortable, Zhang looked uncomfortable.

Not long after breakfast, Zhang Fugui also came. He heard that Zhang Qing was not feeling well, so he wanted to come and have a look. His grandparents were all there, so Guo Jingjing set out to buy vegetables. Zhang didn't want him to be affected, so he accompanied him to make them. In the vegetable field, he pulled out radishes, cut cabbages, and Guo Jingjing bought some fish and meat. All these things really need time.

Zhang Qing chats with Zhang Fugui. After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Fugui says to Zhang Qing, "ah Qing, that little congratulations Is his family particularly rich? "

Zhang Qing was stunned and looked at Zhang Fugui and asked, "what's the matter, dad?"

Zhang Fugui hesitated and said after a while: "Oh, didn't he give me supplements some time ago? He also said that he asked me to help him with advertising and promotion. I thought it was good to eat, so he recommended it to Lao Liu in the village. Who knows, the day before yesterday, Lao Liu told me that his son went to the store in the city and said that the price was Tut Tut, I can't think of it. That's the number for a small jar. "

Zhang Fugui drew a figure with an unbelievable look on his face. Although Zhang Qing knew that the goods taken by Hefan shop were not cheap, they could not afford the price. After thinking about it, he said, "Dad, anyway, that's a little bit of fan's heart. People from big cities can earn tens of thousands a month In our opinion, we can't accept it. In their opinion, it's just a matter of a month's salary. To put it bluntly, if you have different views on consumption, don't care about it. Maybe people don't pay attention to that money. "

After hearing this, Zhang Fugui felt that this was reasonable. He nodded and said, "yes, speaking of Yu He, which is not..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Fugui suddenly stopped talking and looked up at Zhang Qing, who chuckled at him.

Zhang Fugui suddenly lost interest in talking, sighed and shook his head.

Zhang Qing just didn't understand, and said to Zhang Fugui, "Dad, don't tell my mother about this. My mother has a heavy mind and likes to think about it and think about it. If she knows that those things are so expensive, she must be sleepless for several nights. She feels like she is in debt. Anyway, she has eaten all the food. It's a big deal. Let's do better to Brahma in the future."

"That's what I mean, so I didn't dare to tell your mother. You're right. Next time I see Xiaohe, I'll have to have two more drinks with him."

"Yes, but Dad, don't lose face by drinking too much."

"Nonsense! Your father is a good drinker Speaking of this, Zhang Fugui suddenly remembered that they had not drunk together before, and some of them were very modest and straightened out his chest. "Don't say that, just celebrate the amount of wine you drink. It's estimated that there are not many people who can drink him. Besides, he is younger than me and has a good foundation. When I was young, I was not worse than him."

Zhang Qing looked at Zhang Fugui with a smile and asked him to make excuses for himself.

In the kitchen, Zhang also heard something. He bowed his head and said to Guo Jingjing, who is a vegetable picker, "your grandfather is blowing nonsense there again. Is that the same year? He didn't drink as much as he does nowGuo Jingjing felt that his stomach was a little blocked, so he changed a high bench to sit down, which made him feel better. After listening to Zhang's words, he followed her and asked, "how did your grandfather drink in those years?"

"What else can you do?" Zhang's disgust, "come to my house and drink with your uncle and grandfather, and you're drunk after a few drinks. Your great grandfather is kind-hearted. He won't let your uncle pour wine for him because he is afraid of making trouble with people. He chases your uncle and grandfather for wine bottles. Your uncle and grandfather deliberately catch him, but he doesn't give them. They chase each other along the ridge and run for more than half an hour Head, all the people of the village came to watch the fun. He was famous for running. When the villagers saw him, they made fun of him. After that, he would not go back with me back to his mother's house. "

Guo Jingjing couldn't help laughing: "what happened afterwards?"

"Later? Later, it was your uncle who came to pick him up, and he was willing to go. But since then, when your uncle and grandfather said he wanted to drink with your grandfather, he shivered with fear. " Zhang turned to take the plate, and saw Guo Jingjing sitting on such a high bench to choose vegetables, but also spread his legs, the posture was very strange.

Zhang's helpless way: "Jingjing, how do you sit on this bench, this posture, make with a woman pregnant like, is not the waist uncomfortable?"

"No..."

Guo Jingjing blushed and closed her legs in silence.

After all the dishes are cleaned, Guo Jingjing is also driven out of the kitchen by Zhang's family and refuses to let him help.

Guo Jingjing came out and added some hot water to Zhang Qing and Zhang Fugui. Zhang Fugui looked at him and said, "Jingjing, it's been better recently. It looks stronger than before. It's very good. Eat more. You can't be too thin for a young man in his early twenties to marry a daughter-in-law."

Guo Jingjing's face is even redder. Zhang Fugui doesn't know. Zhang Qing knows clearly that the baby in Guo Jingjing's belly is getting older and older

and his appetite is good. Of course, his body will grow meat. Guo Jingjing's face is thin. Zhang Qing immediately gave him an excuse

, and said: "ah Jing, go to the door and have a look. It's windy outside. I've dried my clothes Don't let the wind blow down on the pole.

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"well, I see, Dad."

Guo Jingjing quickly stepped out of the door and hid in the wall to look at his stomach. It was a little bulging. Guo Jingjing frowned and scratched his neck and chin in some annoyance.

A car came from the road. Guo Jingjing knew the license plate. It belonged to Guo Zizhang. Guo Jingjing suddenly remembered what his grandmother said. When he woke up last night, he didn't pay much attention to it. He thought Guo Zizhang had something to do. Now it seems that his father said something and drove people away. This is not like his father's behavior. Why does his father want to do this alone What about Guo Zizhang?

"Jingjing? How are you? Are you feeling better

Guo Zizhang got out of the car. Guo Jingjing looked at him and felt that he was more like a patient with no blood on his face and red eyes.

"Guo Zizhang, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"Oh, maybe I didn't sleep well last night. Why, bloody?" Guo Zizhang recited the past and rubbed his eyes. His posture was very natural, as if he had said it, but he didn't sleep well.

Guo Jingjing pursed his lips and looked at him for a long time. Guo Zizhang suddenly laughed and asked him, "Jingjing, your name Did your father do it? "

"Well," Guo Jingjing nodded, wondering how he suddenly asked this.

Guo Zizhang seemed to see the bewilderment in his eyes and immediately explained, "Oh, nothing. I just think it's a coincidence that there are so many characters in a hundred family names, but your father But Yi Hao will give you a surname of Guo. Maybe, this is also a kind of predestination between us. "

Guo Jingjing frowned and looked at Guo Zizhang for a long time. Suddenly he said, "Guo Zizhang, have you met anything?"

"No," Guo Zizhang said with kindness in his eyes, "don't think too much. Jingjing, I'll just say it casually."

Guo Jingjing looks at him, obviously does not believe.

Zhang Fugui's voice in the room called out: "Jingjing? Is there a guest? Why don't you come in and talk? "

"Grandfather, Dad, it's Guo Zizhang."

"Xiao Guo? Come in, come in. It's so cold at the gate. "

Guo Jingjing led Guo Zizhang into the door. Guo Zizhang called out with a smile: "grandfather."

Finish saying, look down to face his Zhang Qing of the side, pause, just low low call a: "Zhang uncle."

With a smile, Zhang Fugui sat down with Guo Zizhang. After a courteous speech, he also expressed his gratitude for sending Zhang Qing back yesterday. While responding to Zhang Fugui, Guo Zizhang looked at Zhang Qing several times without a trace, with a complicated look.

Since all the people have come, no matter whether they come uninvited or not, it's normal that he helped Zhang Qing yesterday to stay for lunch. At the table, Zhang Fugui talked and laughed, drank a few cups of wine, and was a good player to activate the atmosphere.

"Xiao Guo, you and Xiao He are really speechless. You don't put on the airs of rich people at all. They are very polite to us old people. To be honest, Jingjing can get along with you so well. I'm glad in my heart. Here's a toast from my grandfather!"Zhang Fugui held up the cup, but Guo Zizhang lowered his head but didn't respond. It seemed that he was thinking something. Zhang Fugui called twice again: "Xiao Guo, Xiao Guo? What's up? You don't look well. Are you worried? "

Guo Zizhang looked up and quickly apologized: "grandfather, I'm sorry, I just lost my mind. Come on, I respect you."

"Don't, don't, don't toast," Zhang Fugui stopped Guo Zizhang's glass. "Tell me, what happened?" Guo's chopsticks are put down in their hearts, and then they say, "it's OK for everyone to look at their own chopsticks."

Guo Zizhang said with a pale smile: "grandma, if this is in my home, I really dare not say, but here, watching you and my grandfather care so much about me, I I really can't carry it. "

Guo Zizhang lowered his head and looked stiff.

"What happened? Can't even the family say it? "

Zhang Fugui asked, Guo Jingjing also stopped to look at him. On the whole table, there was only Zhang Qing, who was still holding the chopsticks, but he always stopped.

After struggling for a while, Guo Zizhang opened his mouth and said, "my fourth uncle, who was found to have throat cancer recently, did not agree to go to the hospital..."

PATA!

Before Guo Zizhang finished his words, Zhang Qing dropped his chopsticks to the ground. At that moment, Guo Zizhang's eyes were dark and heavy. (the author's gossip:

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