The world of film and television started from optical film

Chapter 62 Zhou Bingyi?
"By the way, how is the business in Guangming?"

Guangming's shop opened after the Lantern Festival. The place that Zheng Juan and Zhang Qiaoer chose together was not far from the cinema in a small two-story building on the street. Although the surrounding area was not the most crowded place, it was still quite prosperous.

The key is that it is not too far from Taiping Hutong and Wang Zhong's new home.

"There wasn't much business in the first two months. Later, Aunt Qu and Uncle Ma brought a few friends to help promote it. Now the business is good. Excluding the rent and other expenses, I can make a little money every month."

"This month's business is much better than last month, and the couple can still do paper box pasting in their spare time." Zheng Juan is naturally happy that Guangming can support herself.

Wang Zhong smiled knowingly after hearing this: "Being able to make money is a good start. This business is a repeat customer business. We all know the bright craftsmanship. As long as the fame is spread, it will definitely get better and better in the future."

"Wait a few years, find an opportunity, let's take Guangming to a big hospital abroad! See if he can cure his eyes."

Zheng Juan was quite moved, but after thinking about it, the smile on her face disappeared quickly, and she shook her head: "Let's forget it for now, Guangming has finally stabilized now, and why should we give it away for nothing if we are not sure? He expects."

Wang Zhong understood Zheng Juan's meaning. Although the medical conditions in foreign countries are better than those in China, they have consulted many experts and medical experts. They all said that Guangming's disease is a problem with the optic nerve. Although foreign technologies are advanced, they are basically helpless in this situation.

"Then I'll ask someone to help me find out first. If there is such a condition, why can't I miss it."

Zheng Juan nodded: "But don't tell Guangming about this."

"Don't worry, your husband is not stupid!" Wang Zhong smiled brightly and gently.

"Oh, by the way, didn't you say that you should go to Shencheng to stay for a while after graduation?" Zheng Juan suddenly remembered what Wang Zhong told her when she gave birth to a little tail last time.

Wang Zhongdao: "I want to go to Shencheng. Now the development of Shencheng is in full swing, and almost all industries are experiencing blowout growth. Lao He is a little bit alone. He urged me to help him a long time ago. After all, the company, We also have shares."

"When are you leaving?" Zheng Juan's beautiful eyes dimmed for a moment, and she forced out a smile and asked softly.

"Don't worry, stay at home for half a month and spend time with you and your child."

Zheng Juan broke free from Wang Zhong's arms, sat up straight, and raised her eyes to look at Wang Zhong: "Don't worry at home! The children are grown up, and there is mother to help. Guangming and Qiao'er often come here."

"That's right, I don't even look at who my wife is!" A woman like Zheng Juan becomes more fascinating the longer she gets along with her.

Especially Wang Zhong himself is somewhat traditional, Wang Zhong had dreamed of finding a daughter-in-law like Zheng Juan who was a good wife and mother in his previous life, but unfortunately he had never met one after living for more than twenty years.

Zheng Juan was a little embarrassed: "How can you be so self-proclaimed."

Wang Zhong grabbed Zheng Juan's hand and said with a smile, "I'm telling the truth."

"Juan'er!" Wang Zhong suddenly became affectionate: "If you hadn't been here for the past few years, I really don't know what my life would be like, let alone go to university and study in Yanjing. "

Wang Zhong didn't make any vows, but just hugged Zheng Juan into his arms again, closed his eyes, raised his nose slightly, sniffed the faint fragrance lingering in his hair, and enjoyed it.

Ever since she married Zheng Juan, Zheng Juan basically never made Wang Zhong worry about family matters.

"I really want to just sit quietly like this for the rest of my life."

Wang Zhong felt it, and subconsciously blurted it out.

Zheng Juan didn't answer, she closed her eyes and snuggled into Wang Zhong's arms, enjoying the rare peace and warmth.

The room is quiet, the second hand on the clock on the wall is beating and making slight noises, the little tail in the shaker is sleeping soundly, her little face is flushed, the doors and windows around are open, has the Dragon Boat Festival just passed? How long, the day in June has begun to get a little hot.

Two days later, on Saturday, Wang Zhong led the children to start a barbecue in the yard. Early in the morning, Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan went to the vegetable market to pick out all kinds of fresh ingredients.

Zheng Juan took a kitchen knife and quickly cut beef and mutton in front of the chopping board, dividing them into small pieces. Zhou Cong and Yueyue helped to skewer the meat. Guangming sat by the shaker and took care of the little tail. Zhang Qiaoer and Li Suhua took Zhou Ming and Zhou Ling and the younger ones were washing vegetables, side dishes and seafood by the sink.

There are not many types of vegetables, just potatoes, green peppers, eggplants, leeks, and cucumbers.

Wang Zhong stood in front of the temporary red brick oven. In front of him were three processed crucian carp sandwiched between custom-made splints. They were roasting under the heat of charcoal fire, soaked in oil, and gave off a tempting aroma.

After washing the vegetables, Li Suhua and Zhang Qiaoer brought the vegetables to the table, and cut the vegetables with a knife in an orderly manner. Several children acted as transporters, and brought the skewered meat skewers and vegetable skewers to the oven. Wang Zhong on the side.

Seeing that the crucian carp was about to pass the exam, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Because everyone was busy with the barbecue in the yard, they were afraid that the children would accidentally run out, so Li Suhua asked Wang Zhong to close the gate a long time ago.

"Who is this!" Li Suhua put down the kitchen knife in his hand, and was about to open the door. Zhang Qiaoer, who was next to him, moved faster, put down the pick and potato chips in his hand, wiped his wet hands on the apron, and said with a smile: "Auntie, I'm going to open the door."

Zhang Qiaoer opened the latch with a smile on her ugly face, and opened the two wooden doors. A tall and thin figure immediately occupied most of her sight.

"Sir? Are you?"

The visitor was dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, and looked middle-aged in his 30s, with a refined manner and a good temperament.

"Are you?" The visitor just asked, but suddenly realized: "Are you Zhang Qiaoer? Guangming's daughter-in-law?"

"You know me?" Now it was Zhang Qiaoer's turn to be surprised.

"I'm Zhou Bingyi!" The person outside the door was none other than Zhou Bingyi who had just driven Jichun from Yanjing.

"It's brother-in-law's eldest brother!" Zhang Qiaoer suddenly realized when she heard the name.

"Come in, come in!" He quickly and enthusiastically greeted people into the room.

Don't blame Zhang Qiaoer, she just married Guangming for less than half a year, she only knew that Wang Zhong had some conflicts with his family, but she didn't ask about the specifics.

"Bingyi?" Seeing Zhou Bingyi, Li Suhua was very happy. He hurriedly put down the kitchen knife in his hand, and impatiently went up to him, grabbed Zhou Bingyi's hand and looked around: "Let me see if I lost weight."

"mom!"

While talking with Li Suhua, Zhou Bingyi did not forget to greet other people in the courtyard, but he was stunned for a moment before greeting Wang Zhong.

"When did you come back?" Li Suhua was very pleasantly surprised: "Where is Rong'er? Didn't she come back with you?"

Zhou Bingyi said: "I arrived after nine o'clock last night. Zhou Rong was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, and Feng Huacheng had to go to work. The couple won't come back for the time being. Let me say hello to you on their behalf."

As soon as Zhou Bingyi finished speaking, Feng Yue, who was helping Zhou Cong to skewer meat, paused, lowered his head, with disappointment in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)