Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 545 Metamorphosis
After it was done, Zhang Yu felt that it was still not enough. After thinking about it, he packed another box of chicken cakes, and prepared to let Mrs. Sun eat them as snacks when he was free. It was so sweet.

Seeing the several lunch boxes on the table, Zhang Yu finally nodded with satisfaction, and then covered all these things and put them into the satchel.

After finishing all this, Zhang Yu looked at his watch. There was still half an hour before the time agreed with Mr. Zhao. Don't worry, we will go there after dinner.

He didn't plan to stir-fry any more, cut up the half piece of stewed pork that was left just now, and put it in a steamed bun, it would be a hearty meal.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhang Yu went out.

When passing by the gate of Zhao's house, Zhang Yu vaguely saw someone inside, who looked like Uncle Zhao, so he asked casually, "Uncle Zhao, how are you doing?"

"Okay, okay, I'm going out now." Hearing Zhang Yu's shout, Uncle Zhao answered while picking up a change of clothes, and when he was about to go out, he didn't forget to take two cornbreads with him, and walked out while eating.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm not in a hurry, we'll go over there before you finish eating." Seeing Uncle Zhao's appearance, Zhang Yu hurriedly took the small bundle in his hand.

"No, no, I'm eating and walking." Uncle Zhao waved his hands casually, and ate the two corn buns.

Seeing his gobbling, Zhang Yu couldn't help swallowing.

This is steamed corn bread, corn steamed bread.

Due to technical reasons, the cornmeal used to make Wotou at this time is not as fine as later generations.

And as far as he knew, because the Zhao family had a lot of food, and there were many children below, but the supply was not enough to eat, so although there were many workers in the family and their wages were not low, in order to survive in this year, they often needed to spend a lot of money to buy food from the pigeon market.

This led to the fact that although the Zhao family would not be able to buy the kind that also grinds corncobs in, it is not much better.

But at this time, it is the most important thing to ensure that the whole family can fill their stomachs.

Although Zhang Yu understood in his heart, he still felt a sore throat seeing Uncle Zhao swallowing two cornbreads abruptly without changing his expression, without even using his saliva.

"Uncle Zhao, do you want to drink some water?" Zhang Yu couldn't help but say this in the end, he really choked when he saw it.

"No, I'm used to it." Uncle Zhao waved his hand, and then sighed: "This is much better than when I was a child, at least it can fill my stomach.

I remember that when I was young, I was not well for a year. There was nothing to eat at home. When I was hungry, I could only drink more water, but water did not make me hungry!

That year, we had six brothers and sisters, and only my fifth child and I were left. The others all ran to eat Guanyin soil because they couldn't take it anymore.

Our days are pretty good now. "Uncle Zhao said, his eyes turned red, as long as he thought of the relatives who died in that disaster, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

If only they could live to this time too!
"Uncle Zhao, you..." Zhang Yu opened his mouth and didn't know how to comfort Uncle Zhao. He had never experienced that kind of thing, so although he felt a little uncomfortable, he couldn't empathize with Uncle Zhang.

Seeing Zhang Yu's appearance, Uncle Zhao smiled, and then patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go! It's been so many years, I've already figured it out.

I want to live well, take their part to live well, and watch our country get better and better. "

"Okay, let's work hard for this prosperous world together!" After being said by Uncle Zhao, Zhang Yu suddenly felt a sense of pride.

Uncle Zhao has such confidence in the motherland, so why should he, a descendant of future generations who has seen the prosperity and prosperity of future generations, not work hard!

Unbeknownst to everyone, Zhang Yu silently began to transform.

If it is said that he still had the mentality of muddling along at the beginning, and even felt that the people were not easy to cultivate good seeds, then what does he really want to do for this country now?
I want to help his development!

I want him to experience less suffering!
I want him to be stronger than his previous life!

want to...

"Let's go, what are you still doing here?" Uncle Zhao's words interrupted Zhang Yu's enthusiasm and fighting spirit, which made him feel a little depressed.

But looking at Uncle Zhao who was striding forward in front of him, Zhang Yu suddenly smiled.

So fine!
He also began to imitate Uncle Zhao's appearance, striding forward with arms raised and chest raised.

What he is walking at this moment is not only the road, but also his heart, and the future he yearns for.

But after a few steps, Zhang Yu patted his head.

Just now he was dazzled by the hot blood, the hospital is not close, so he planned to walk there with his feet.

He has a bicycle, why not use it?
After Zhang Yu regained his senses, he stopped chasing Uncle Zhao blindly. He turned around and went back to push his bicycle.

Uncle Zhao walked to the door and looked back. He didn't see Zhang Yu, and he was a little puzzled, why did he walk so slowly?
Then he turned his head and saw Zhang Yu coming out with his bicycle, and was suddenly a little dazed.

Then he couldn't help laughing out loud, he was also confused, why did he forget to push the bicycle?
When Uncle Zhao went back to push his bicycle, the two of them walked face to face. After the two men, one big and one small, looked at each other, they silently looked away, absolutely refusing to admit that I was confused just now.

Under the tacit ignorance of both parties, the two seemed to have forgotten their stupidity just now, as if nothing happened, and chatted with each other with a smile.

It has to be said that compared to walking, the speed of bicycle is much faster.

At least they arrived at the hospital in less than 20 minutes.

After arriving at the hospital, the two put their bicycles away, and under the leadership of Uncle Zhao, they went to the ward where Mrs. Sun was.

Old Mrs. Sun, who was chatting with his roommate, suddenly saw that Zhang Yu was still a little dazed. After reacting, he was a little angry, and glared at Mr. Zhao: "Who told you to call Xiaoyu here? Didn't I say not to tell him? It's not a big deal for me. I'll go back after staying in the hospital for two days. There's no need for him to worry about me."

Uncle Zhao didn't feel much about Mrs. Sun's performance. Old children, old children, the older you get, the more you look like a child. He just said, "I didn't tell Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu didn't know where he heard it, so he ran over to ask me."

After listening to Mr. Zhao's explanation, Mrs. Sun felt that what he said just now was a little too much. He opened his mouth to explain, "I didn't mean that. I didn't mean you. I wanted to talk about the fast-talking person. To me, he was talking about him. With so many people, it seems that he has a mouth."

The more Mrs. Sun talked, the more he felt that he was reasonable, and the more he spoke, the more confident he became.

(End of this chapter)