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Forced by Zhang's presence, Zhang Yuhe also put on a pair of senior's arrogant way: "your grandmother has opened a mouth, you will follow us to eat together."

"No, thank you." Guo Jingjing doesn't want to call him brother-in-law. Isn't Zhang Yuhe calling "you and you", even his name?

"Grandma, I'll go back first. The chickens at home have to feed them."

Guo Jingjing's intention is very firm. Zhang knows that it's useless to say any more. Besides, she sees Zhang Yuhe's attitude towards entering the door. Although she has the intention to take Guo Jingjing to eat, she doesn't want to see the child on the table, holding her hands and feet uneasy. She nods calmly and agrees.

"That's right. Then you can go back to your house before dawn. Don't forget to eat. Even if you are at home alone, you have to eat dinner."

"I know, grandma, I'm going, and I'm going, granddad." Guo Jingjing said, looking at Zhang Yuhe, thinking of Zhang's family, he still opened his mouth and said, "uncle, I'll go first."

He called Zhang Yuhe, which was the end of benevolence and righteousness. As for Yamada Zhizi, there was no need for this. Guo Jingjing called Wanren and went out.

Yamada Zhizi pulled his finger, Guo Jingjing that is intentional, even uncle called, how about a little aunt? Although she was disdainful in her heart, Guo Jingjing didn't cry. Yamada Zhizi felt humiliated again. She bit her lips and went to Zhang Yuhe. She stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Yuhe's sleeve. In her eyes, she was wronged.

Zhang Yuhe knew what she was thinking, but he could not explain it for her. He could only pacify and pat the back of his hand on his sleeve, because he knew very well that in his mother's mind, Yamada Zhizi's position was far less than that of Guo Jingjing. It can be said that Guo Jingjing was right in what he did in front of his mother. If he changed him, everything would be wrong, so he knew that even if Yamada Zhizi was not Aggrieved, he can't say more for her.

"By the way, mom, I just heard you say Zhang Is brother Qing not at home? Where has he gone Zhang Yuhe asked suddenly.

"Oh, ah Qing, he..."

"He didn't go anywhere," Zhang interrupted before Zhang Fugui finished. "He went a long way and came back after a new year. He left so quickly that he didn't have time to tell me too clearly. He told Jingjing that when he came back, he would tell me clearly. Hi! Your little brother, that person, said that the wind is rain, 40 or 50 years old, still like a child

"Is it?" Zhang Yuhe smiles, but his eyes look at Zhang Fugui. His father just had something to say, but his mother didn't give him the chance to finish.

Zhang Fugui also knows that Zhang Yuhe looks at himself. He looks up and shakes his head at Zhang Yuhe: your mother won't let me say, don't ask, don't ask, so as not to make your mother unhappy.

Zhang Yuhe had seen Zhang's favoritism towards Zhang Qing, and naturally understood that his father was telling the truth, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Let's go to the hotel first. I said hello to the restaurant before I came. The dishes have been served. Mom, what about the river fish you like to eat..."

Zhang Yuhe's hotel is not a five-star hotel, but he knows that his father and his mother are happier here than in a high-end western restaurant.

Sure enough, when the dishes were served, the faces of Zhang and Zhang Fugui were all OK.

Zhang Fugui pointed to the plate of fish and said that it was the river fish that looked at it. It was true that the fish scales were bright, unlike those in the pond,

gray.

They eat in the hall. The elderly don't like to be in a closed space. At least, they choose a good location. The corner is quiet and safe.

Zhang Fugui is also a person who pays attention to state affairs when people around him talk about the recent Sino Japanese conflicts. What's more, his son is the boss of Japanese enterprises. Naturally, Zhang Fugui is more together.

Zhang Fugui listened to the comments of the people around him, put down his chopsticks and asked Zhang Yuhe in a low voice: "Yuhe, how is your company recently? During this period of time, China and Japan seem to have intensified the contradiction between China and Japan over the issue of an island. Some people say that they want to boycott Japanese products from today, so your company... "

"Dad, you don't have to worry about this at all," Zhang Yuhe said with an absolute calm smile, as if his father had said that the problem was just a small matter. "Haven't the problems of China and Japan always existed these years? The incident in Nanjing before was really very violent, but it was only in Nanjing. The Chinese people almost even staged a public opinion against Japanese goods. But what was the result? It's just the thunder and the rain. "

"That's not necessarily true. I've been watching the news recently. This is not the same as it used to be. This may involve territorial issues. People are robbing the door of their home, so they can be indifferent?" Zhang Fugui said straight, but he didn't notice that Yamada Zhizi's face was a little stiff.

"Well, since you say that, I'll tell you that in the global automobile industry chain, Japan is a supplier of basic spare parts. This is not only aimed at Japanese cars, but also European and American models and self-made brand models. Besides cars, Japanese cameras, monitors, food and high-speed rail technology are all purchased from Japan It has been proved that a person can't completely resist the use of Japanese products without paralysis in their existing life. Those patriots preach that, in fact, they don't use Nissan products normally. Do you know that? Even our ID cards are printed from Japan, and they are also Japanese products. Is it difficult for us to boycott our own ID cards? "Zhang Fugui knows some of Zhang Yuhe's words, and some of them are the first time he heard them. To be honest, some people are speechless. But the more this is, the more infuriating!

"This little Japan..."

Zhang Yuhe wanted to say that little Japan was not a thing. He suddenly remembered that his daughter-in-law was Japanese. His grandson Zhang Qi still had half of the Japanese blood on him. He could not say that. He slapped himself in the face. He immediately took it back at the critical moment and yelled at everyone with chopsticks: "eat and eat. Don't talk about those unhappy things. Eat fast, eat fast, branch, you too Eat it. The fish tastes good. Eat more. "

"Thank you, father-in-law." Yamada Zhizi was still calm. Although she was dissatisfied with Zhang Fugui's unilateral abuse and hindered Zhang Yuhe, she did not dare to speak.

In a word, Zhang Fugui's remarks are "impossible" and "unfounded" in Zhang Yuhe's eyes. Naturally, he will not take them into consideration.

He didn't know how ridiculous he was until later, when it really happened to him.

No matter how busy this side is, it's none of Guo Jingjing's business. After leaving Zhang's family, Guo Jingjing left all the way to the red brick house.

The light in the red brick house is on, even the street lamp under the eaves of the door is on. The bright light makes the stone road at the door clear.

Guo Jingjing's heart a sweet, where there is before the depression, slightly cocked the corner of the mouth, to speed up the pace of home.

"I'm back

Guo Jingjing takes off his hat and gloves, and shouts to the room again and again. He Fanxing is wearing a high collar cashmere sweater, wearing a dark blue apron. He raises his sleeves to reveal a small part of his wrist. His slender fingers are holding a spoon. It seems that he is cooking soup. Hearing Guo Jingjing's voice, he leans over the door and looks out with warmth in his eyes Laugh.

"Back? Wash your hands and dinner will be ready in a minute

"Well, I'll go to the henhouse to see if the chickens are caged, and I'll wash them later." Guo Jingjing looked greedily for a long time, then reluctantly withdrew his sight and pushed the back door to the chicken house.

When it was dark and the temperature dropped, the few chickens left in the henhouse huddled together. Some of them were like rolling their eyes, and some were still turning. Guo Jingjing looked carefully and confirmed that there was no one out of the cage. Then he closed the door of the coop and inserted the patch used as a lock.

By the way, he washed his hands in cold water by the pool in the courtyard, and pushed the back door to enter. He fan shop had already put the food on the table. There were two fresh vegetables, salted shrimps and a plate of braised fish. The sparerib soup stewed in a porcelain pot had a very good flavor, and a few slices of white radish were added to make it not greasy at all.

Guo Jingjing first drank half a bowl of hot soup, and his body, which had just been blown by the cold wind, immediately became warm.

He fan is going to peel the shrimps and send them to Guo Jingjing's mouth with some vinegar. Guo Jingjing naturally opens his mouth and chews his tongue. He fan Xing helps him peel the second one and asks him with a smile, "grandma didn't leave you for dinner?"

"Stay." Guo Jingjing's mouth is busy. He Fanxing is good at his recent skills. He has no appetite. Sometimes when he gets hungry, he feels like he can eat the rice that he can sit on.

"What do you say?" He Fanxing thought that at least he had to wait for some time. Guo Jingjing was in love with his grandmother. Although he would come back to eat if he won, he would certainly be soft hearted if Zhang was really cruel.

So this meal, he Fanxing is actually ready to eat, did not expect that the last person not only came back, but also came back so quickly, which made him a little curious.

Guo Jingjing bit a bone, heard this, action a meal, opened mouth to return a sentence: "uncle with his wife a piece." With that, he sucked the bone marrow in the bone and sucked them all into his mouth.

He Fanxing was a little surprised. He looked up at Guo Jingjing, so it was because Zhang Yuhe was here that he could come back so soon?

He Fanxing squints and seems to be thinking about something. Guo Jingjing is still waiting for the shrimps in his hand. All of them have been stripped out. How can they not be put into his mouth? Guo Jingjing thought about it for a while, but it was better to make a living on her own, so she got up from the stool, opened her mouth and ate the shrimps in his hand.

It's difficult for he Fanxing. He took the shrimp in a position close to the middle. Guo Jingjing could not help but wrap half of his fingers around his lips and tongue. He Fanxing regained his mind and watched Guo Jingjing's eyes grow deeper.

"Ah Jing..."

He Fanxing wanted Guo Jingjing to let go of his mouth, but Guo Jingjing felt that he had only half a shrimp in his mouth. He wanted to eat a whole shrimp, so he learned to suck bone marrow. He Fanxing was shocked and immediately pulled his hand back. Guo Jingjing held the shrimp in his mouth and looked up at him.

Why?

He Fanxing laughed and said, "ah Jing, don't want to sleep tonight..."

As soon as Guo Jingjing saw he Fanxing's expression, she understood what he meant. She quickly took back his leaning neck and shook her head with a wooden face.

He Sanskrit hums and laughs in an unknown way. Instead of continuing the topic, he just says to Guo Jingjing, "eat more."Guo Jingjing looked up at he Fanxing and couldn't help but shiver.

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