Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 131 Children's Social Circle

Mrs. Zhang is also a fine person.

The abbreviation of senility.

So before anyone arrived, I guessed the meaning when I heard the voice of my grandson-in-law.

Wei Pingan invited Director Wang and Li Weidong into the North Room.

Zhou Wen and Ai Mulin were also there, the sisters greeted the two directors, and Zhou Wen helped make tea.

Ai Mulin pushed the door and went to the yard.

She was thinking about how to get Laifu to give her a dog to keep.

The cleverness of the dog in my brother-in-law's house made me envious of her.

The three uncles were helplessly greeted by the old lady and went to the small building.

To be honest, it was the first time for the three uncles to come here.

Although five or six years have passed, many things have traces of time, but in the eyes of the three uncles, they are still as dizzying as Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.

Yan Bugui clicked his tongue secretly.

He leaned back specifically and glanced upstairs.

It may be because of Wei Dabao, the bathroom door was not closed, and Yan Bugui saw it.

It turned out that everyone heard that there was a hut in Wei Ping'an's house, but I didn't expect that there was a hut on the second floor of this small building.

This is what level of leadership can live ah.

He has learned from many people that many capitalists live in homes without latrines.

Well, they are not capitalists now, they are called national capitalists.

In the early years, it was too much, and I didn't go around that corner.

Otherwise, I must be the one with the best relationship with Wei Pingan in the entire compound.

Maybe he is the logistics director now, and his son Yan Jiecheng has already become a regular part-time worker, and Yan Jiefang doesn't need to do odd jobs everywhere, he just went to work in a good unit.

Ugh……

"Third Master, it's New Year's greetings for the old lady, why are you moaning and sighing."

"Oh, I'm not sighing here, it's sighing, sighing."

"I didn't say a word when I entered the room, so why are you feeling so emotional?"

"I am, that is..." Yan Bugui rolled his eyes: "I just feel that this room is quite warm, and the old lady will not be punished for the winter, which is very good."

The old lady smiled: "It's all done by the grandson-in-law. He burns the stove over there, and the iron plate here is hot. He sweats at night when he sleeps with a thick cover."

The old lady Zhang looked smug, she didn't know what kind of impact she had brought to the three uncles by being brave.

That is to say, the three of them don't understand that word, otherwise they would definitely say:

You are old Versailles.

Coming out of the small courtyard of Wei Ping'an's house, the three uncles were silent for a long time.

Especially Yi Zhonghai, who followed everyone along the way to celebrate the New Year, and didn't say much.

New Year's greetings are first in the backyard, because apart from Wei Ping'an's special nature, it is the deaf old lady.

If it weren't for Wei Pingan's specialness, they would not have paid New Year's greetings to Mrs. Zhang first.

When we arrived at Liu Haizhong's house, Director Wang chatted with the second aunt for a few days.The two sons asked their buddies out early.

The Changdian Temple Fair has restarted, and many young people have already made appointments to see and see.

From the middle courtyard to the front courtyard, when the directors got on the jeep to go to the next site, He Yushui knocked on the door of Wei Ping'an's house.

"Brother Wei, I'll call Zimo to visit the Changdian Temple Fair."

"Rainwater, come in, have you eaten in the morning?"

"Ah, I, I'm thinking of eating it later when I go to the temple fair."

"That's not good. I went to the temple fair hungry, and I ate too hastily. It's not good for my stomach. You may just eat irregularly and don't pay attention. Look at you..."

Zhou Wen is a warm-hearted person, and he has dealt with He Yushui a lot because of Zimo's study.

"It happens that there is still millet rice, drink a bowl before leaving. Anyway, it will take a few minutes for Zimo to change clothes."

Without waiting for He Yushui to agree, he went into the kitchen and served her a bowl of millet rice.

The dumplings in the first day of junior high school cannot be shared with outsiders, so Zhou Wen didn't mention it.

This is a custom, and He Yushui also understands it.

When I arrived at the small courtyard of Wei Ping'an's house, I was quite frightened, and I could still drink millet rice, it was like a dream.

He Yushui was indeed a little hungry.

He Yuzhu drank alcohol last night and hasn't gotten up yet.

Just now when the street office organized New Year's greetings, He Yuzhu got up to deal with it, and then lay back to sleep and went back to sleep.

Otherwise, He Yushui would just be waiting at the gate of the yard, and she would not dare to knock on the gate of Wei's house blatantly.

After finishing the millet porridge, He Yushui secretly looked at Brother Wei who was reading a book in front of the desk.

Wei Ping'an's focused and serious side face is really quite lethal to the girl.

Many years later, whenever He Yushui showed a young girl's nostalgic expression, the scene of a tall and straight young man sitting in front of a big desk under the sunlight again appeared in her mind, seriously flipping through books.

Once caught in the eyes, it will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

It costs money to visit the Changdian Temple Fair.

Zhou Zimo's capital is yesterday's New Year's money and the 9 cents left over from buying the whip.

After He Yushui finished his porridge, the two came to the front yard side by side.

Yan Jiekuang was still begging the third mother, who wanted to get some money to go to the temple fair.

Seeing He Yushui and Zhou Zimo waiting at the door, he reluctantly took out 1 cents and handed it over.

"Save some flowers."

Sure enough, it was Yan Bugui's family.

Wei Ping'an thought, if no one comes over for a while, the whole family will go out together and go to Changdian to visit the temple fair.

But before the discussion, Anyang's voice came from a distance outside the courtyard.

"Master, we are here to wish you New Year's greetings."

Wei Pingan went out of the house and went up to meet him.

"Come on, why do you bring so many things?"

Anyang, Zhang Baoqiang, and Ding Lijun each carried something in their hands, but their daughter-in-law did not accompany them, nor did they have children.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen the master for so long, and I brought my wife and children with me for the first time when I met him.

Let the three of you into the house.

The three apprentices are all familiar with Wei Ping'an's family.

In the past few years when Wei Ping'an was away, they also came to pay New Year's greetings unshakably.

The teacher's wife yelled very smoothly.

Sitting down, of course, is a small talk.

"Master, where have you been these few years, we all miss you..."

"Where to go is a secret, don't let me tell you. Xiaowen told me that you have helped the family a lot in the past few years when I was away."

"Master, I'm a seventh-level fitter now. I wanted to take the eighth-level test a year ago, but the questions were a bit difficult, hehe..."

Anyang scratched the back of his head embarrassingly.

He is also a young man in his twenties, and he will still be shy in front of Wei Pingan.

"How about you two?"

"Okay, you just met, it's like doing an assignment."

Zhou Wen made tea and complained to Wei Pingan.

Those who celebrate the Chinese New Year are like censors, so cautious.

Usually these three people come to the house, but they are not so nervous.

"Master, like Baoqiang, I am at the sixth level."

"Well, there are old and young in the family, and it's understandable that they can't reach the level of energy. Baoqiang, is the third child born in your family?"

"It's born. I was born on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. I'm confinement at home, otherwise I must come to pay you New Year's greetings."

"Boy or girl?"

"It's a boy, a fat boy with a tiger head and a tiger brain."

Zhang Baoqiang has both sons and daughters, the eldest is a daughter, and the second and third are sons.

In the past few years since Wei Ping'an left, he has never been idle, and he has devoted all his energy to having a child.

"Lijun, what about you?"

"According to what the doctor said, it's probably about fifteen or sixteen."

Well, this one is also mainly passed on from generation to generation.

I didn't fully understand the skills taught before, otherwise the eighth-level fitter would definitely have a competition.

"It's up to you now, kid. Is there any score? I'm making your father anxious, driving all the way and sighing all the way..."

"Master, isn't this suitable? If you see a suitable one, please introduce it to me."

Before coming here, An Zhiyong had told him, what level is his son's master now?
Chief engineer level.

As long as there are suitable "resources" around, it is definitely the best choice.

All fathers are worried about their children, and he has a good personal relationship with Wei Pingan, and his son is still his pure disciple.

Introducing an apprentice daughter-in-law is not a matter of course.

"Okay, if there is, I'll keep an eye on it for you. You should also have some snacks yourself. Baoqiang and Lijun fought for it by themselves back then."

"Understood, Master."

In fact, Anyang also had two blind dates, but Naihe didn't like it, thinking it was inappropriate.

Anyang is now a seventh-level worker, and he is also an excellent backbone worker in the factory, with high spirits.

That is to say, in Wei Ping'an's place, when he was with his brothers and sisters, he would go straight to the point without concealing it.

Zhou Wen went to prepare a gift in return.

New Year's greetings between master and apprentice on the first day of the new year, what is brought is taken away.

This is the rule of the Wei family.

Since the first time these three people came to the courtyard to support Wei Pingan, Wei Pingan decided to treat these apprentices favorably.

Because it's human.

In the past few years when Wei Ping'an was away, Zhou Wen also said that he was always courteous, but after all, he was not as rich as when Wei Ping'an was around.

There is also a lack of supplies.

But Anyang and the others didn't slack off on New Year's greetings just because they "can't take advantage".

Time is more like a big wave washing the sand. Five years of persistence and persistence made Wei Pingan feel the sincerity of the three apprentices.

Here, the New Year's greetings entered the door and were chatting.

Wei Ping'an only had three apprentices here.

Originally, An Zhiyong also wanted to come, but the two communicated, and after the fifth day of the new year, they helped Li Yuan make auxiliary prosthetics, and by the way, they also helped An Zhiyong to update them.

There is no need to take this form today.

Lao Yu had already led the team to Shanghai, and he didn't return home during the Chinese New Year, so what else could he expect?

So Wei Ping'an's side is this wave.

But there are many New Year greetings from Zhou Wen and Ai Mulin.

Almost all of Ai Mudun's teammates have been here, Li Yuan also came on crutches, and the scarred face next to him supported him, and came over to say hello to General Master Wei.

Only then did Wei Pingan realize that this scarred face turned out to be Captain Zhou that Sister Ai was talking about.

Zhou Wen also came here to pay New Year's greetings. After all, more than five years have passed, and they have brought newcomers and subordinates.

The small courtyard of the Wei family, a courtyard house, has long since ceased to look like a sparsely populated one.

……

Zhou Zimo and Yan Jiekuang followed He Yushui like a follower, and they hadn't been shopping.

After all, it has been suspended for three years, and this year is the first time it will be restarted.

It is said that from the first day to the tenth day of the new year, there are ten days in total.

But the common people in the capital were all suffocated, and they spontaneously put together years ago.

When I came to the temple fair, there were people everywhere, shoulder to shoulder, and I saw mat sheds set up on both sides of the street. Looking around, it was like being in a sea of ​​toys and snacks.

Diabolos, ground axes, and fluttering things are placed one by one. Liu Guanzhang, Wu Song, and Li Kui made out of Jiangmi are lifelike, showing the temptation of wallets. Manes, hairy monkeys, chickens pecking rice, and nine chains... are all there. .

"Yu Shui, Zimo, are you here too?"

Turning his head, he saw the two brothers Liu Guangtian, who had to sneak out.

He also holds a big green dragonfly kite in his hand, the kind that can blink.

Yan Jiekuang was drooling while watching.

"Where are kites sold?"

"Are you going too? There are many people at the Liangjiayuan area in Nankou, so hurry up if you want to go, the good things are almost gone..."

Zhou Zimo is interested in kites, but He Yushui is obviously more interested in eating.

To say that she is quite pitiful, her elder brother He Yuzhu was PUAed by Widow Qin, and her good days are constantly being discounted.

I used to be able to eat meat every now and then, but now I eat clear soup and water, and even have no food many times.

So the little girl's greedy tongue is also understandable.

Although He Yuzhu couldn't help but give Qin Huairu the good things in his hand, as long as Qin Huairu didn't have time and was caught by He Yushui, he could ask for a lot of good things.

For example, pocket money.

He Yuzhu has this kind of character, not only willing to spend a lot of money on Qin Huairu, but also on He Yushui.

Strictly speaking, He Yuzhu does have the face-saving and awkward part of the old Beijingers.

Do not search.

So He Yushui went to the temple fair with confidence in his pocket.

Holding the white cake in his hand, the yellow cake was shared with Yan Jiekuang and Zhou Zimo. The three of them ate the cake in their hands and lined up in front of the haggis stall.

Looking at the haggis pot not far away, the saliva almost flowed out.

This is the most crowded booth in this area, and the people on the inner and outer floors all like this one.

It's meat after all.

"Zhou Zimo, Zhou Zimo, why are you here? There is a stage set up in the elementary school, and there are some jugglers..."

Before I had the haggis soup, I ran into my classmates again.

For elementary school students, learning well is more popular.

Zhou Zimo is also willing to help others, always answering every question, knowing everything.

Of course this is learning.

The child is precocious, and at the dinner table, he always listens to his sister and grandma "analyzing" the tense relationship between brother-in-law and brother-in-law in the courtyard...

Also inexplicably learned a little "smooth accident".

Zhou Zimo was far from being as simple and obedient as he was at home in front of his sister and brother-in-law.

He has a good heart, but he is not stupid at all. On the contrary, he has a high emotional intelligence and is very comprehensive in his work.

In school, it belongs to the kind that responds to everyone.

"Zimo, do you have a lot of friends in school?"

"It's okay, sister Yushui, don't you have many good friends?"

Zhou Zimo's eyes were still on the haggis pot, and there were still five or six people ahead and it was their turn.

The mood is very surging.

He had never eaten this kind of thing before, and was very curious about its taste.

As for the classmates, Zhou Zimo didn't explain much.

Yan Jiekuang also met him just now, and those who were accompanied by adults left directly, and those who were not, some passed by, and Yan Jiekuang said that they were his classmates, and some nodded, so let it go.

Only Zhou Zimo's classmates met him, and none of them didn't say hello to him.

He Yushui was very curious.

"Zimo, how did you do it?"

"Zhou Zimo studies well and can help his classmates answer wrong questions."

Yan Jiekuang mentioned Zhou Zimo and explained a direction.

"Well, maybe that's it. Sister Yushui, after eating the haggis, let's go to acrobatics and magic tricks, shall we?"

"it is good."

"I want to see a brazier emerge from the clothes..."

Zhou Zimo smoothly diverted the topic.

For Zhou Zimo, this kind of operation is a thief.

(End of this chapter)