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Chapter 79
"Come in! Come in!" Li Suhua hurriedly called everyone to enter the house.

"Mom! What are you cooking? It's so delicious." Zhou Bingyi was also very happy when his parents were reunited.

Hao Dongmei put down her luggage, took the spatula from Li Suhua, and said with a smile, "Mom, you and Dad have a good talk, and I'll cook."

Entering the room, seeing the empty room, Zhou Zhigang's face sank, and without saying a word, he walked to the chair in the east room and sat down, leaning one hand on the small table next to him, and took it out of his pocket. A plastic bag with shredded tobacco and rolling paper inside.

The roll paper is not big and rectangular. Zhou Zhigang tore off a piece of roll paper with his head down, picked up an appropriate amount of shredded tobacco, and rolled it up skillfully.

Seeing this, the smile on Li Suhua's face also disappeared. He walked to the table and took out the enamel jar, put tea on it, soaked half a jar of hot water, walked to Zhou Zhigang's side, put the enamel jar on the table, and sat beside Zhou Zhigang.

Zhou Zhigang brought the soon-to-be-rolled cigarette to his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked the edge of the paper, and rolled it again. Only one cigarette was rolled.

Putting the cigarette in his mouth, he took out a box of matches from his jacket pocket, struck the match to light the cigarette, and then took a puff. A strong smell poured into his cavity. Zhou Zhigang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze became deeper. stand up.

After taking a puff of cigarette, his mood seemed to calm down, so he asked, "Where's Bingkun?" The voice was not loud.

Li Suhua looked at Zhou Bingyi, feeling a little nervous: "I'm busy building a publishing house with that Editor-in-Chief Shao who came to our house!"

"Publishing house!" Zhou Zhigang's words were full of displeasure, "With him like that, do you still want to open a publishing house?"

Li Suhua quit immediately: "What do you mean he's just like him? My old bastard also graduated from a famous school. He's a great designer. He's been to Yanjing and Shencheng. He's also a famous writer all over the country."

It was rare for Zhou Bingyi to say a fair word: "Dad! Bingkun is indeed a well-known writer in the country now. The novels he wrote are very popular, and the company he works for has also developed very well in Jichun in recent years."

"Hmph!" Zhou Zhigang snorted, feeling sullen. The better his younger son performed, the more aggrieved he felt.

"It's New Year's Eve, you finally retired and came back, everyone is very happy, but you, as soon as you come back, you put on a straight face, who will show it to you!" Li Suhua was quite happy at first, but seeing Zhou Zhigang's appearance , suddenly became angry.

Coupled with Zhou Zhigang's disdain and belittlement of his younger son just now, Li Suhua was even more unhappy.

These years, if it weren't for Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan, how could Li Suhua's life be so comfortable, and Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan gave birth to Li Suhua's three grandsons and one granddaughter.

With children and grandchildren around her knees and three generations under one roof, Li Suhua's life is so beautiful now.

All of this is due to the contribution of the youngest son and youngest daughter-in-law, and Li Suhua knows all about it in his heart.

This morning, her grandchildren and granddaughter refused to follow her back to live in the old house, Li Suhua was still depressed.

"Who can I show it to, I can show it to myself." Zhou Zhigang became stubborn and extinguished a few more mouthfuls suddenly, the smoke from his nose and eyes both pungent.

"Hmph!" Li Suhua was so angry that he swished the bullets, glared at Zhou Zhigang, and ran out angrily to the kitchen to cook with Hao Dongmei.

Seeing this, Zhou Bingyi shook his head helplessly, walked to Zhou Zhigang's side, and said, "Dad, you are getting old, so smoking less is bad for your health."

"Hey!" Zhou Zhigang sighed, exhaled another puff of smoke, and actually extinguished the smoke. Looking at Zhou Bingyi, he asked, "How is your work?"

"I've been promoted to one level, but everything else is still the same. I'm still in the original unit. There hasn't been much change." Zhou Bingyi replied with a smile.

"Where's Dongmei?"

Speaking of Hao Dongmei, Zhou Bingyi smiled and said proudly: "Dongmei has just been promoted, and now she is the chief physician of the obstetrics and gynecology department of their city hospital."

Zhou Zhigang also showed a smile on his face: "Okay, you two are very competitive, give our old Zhou parents face!"

"By the way, how is the mother-in-law?" In front of the eldest son, Zhou Zhigang had always been amiable, and Zhou Bingyi's words finally gave him some comfort.

"Mother-in-law is in good health, there is no major problem, but she is getting old, and some common minor problems of the elderly continue." Jin Yueji is much older than Zhou Zhigang.

"That's good! As long as there is no disease or disaster, it's better than anything else." The father and son chatted like this. "Dongmei is the only daughter on your mother-in-law's side. Dongmei's father has also left, so she is the only one left. As a son-in-law, you should take care of her more."

"Don't worry, Dad!" Zhou Bingyi said with a smile. In fact, he did better.

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The new year is approaching, and Zheng Juan's private restaurant has closed early, and it is empty, and the children are also on winter vacation. Wang Zhong has no plans to force the children to study after the holiday. In terms of study, Wang Zhong rarely enforces The children are basically in a stocking state. The couple took the children to learn to skate on the frozen lake in a few days.

Zhou Cong and Feng Yue, the two older ones, have been in contact with skating for a long time, and their skills are very good. Zhou Ming is not good enough in terms of sports, but it seems that his balance ability is a bit poor, and his learning progress is relatively slow.

On the other hand, Zhou Ling, this girl is very talented, and she can get started very fast. She can circle around by herself after half an hour of practice on the first day, and she can keep up with Zhou Cong and Feng Yue's rhythm on the second day.

Even the smallest Little Tail is more talented than Zhou Ming in skating, and he almost made Zhou Ming autistic.

In the evening, Zheng Juan urged the children to do their homework for the winter vacation, while Wang Zhong continued to write at his desk in the study as usual.

Over the years, Wang Zhong has been busy with company affairs during the day, and Wang Zhong has not been free at night. He will spend two hours every night to create.

Especially recently, Wang Zhong in the company has started to be the shopkeeper, calm down, and have more time to write novels.

When I met Shao Jingwen last time, I don't know what Shao Jingwen was thinking. He was obviously retired, but he suddenly proposed to start a magazine with Wang Zhong, serializing novels, essays and poems.

It was just a matter of paying the money, Wang Zhong didn't think much about it, and agreed directly, Wang Zhong was responsible for paying the money, producing the works, and Shao Jingwen was in charge of other things.

Wang Zhong contributed 5000 yuan, accounting for 85% of the shares, and Shao Jingwen contributed 15 yuan, plus management, accounting for [-]% of the shares, not counting the income from the works.

Of course, this amount of money was not a problem in the past to open a publishing house, but now you can also start a small magazine. After all, Shao Jingwen has been the editor-in-chief of Golden Land for so many years, and there are still some connections in this industry. of.

And there is the gold-lettered signboard of 'Chongwen', as long as the content is well done, there is no need to worry about no sales.

It has been several days since Zhou Zhigang arrived home, the first two days were fine, at least Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei were with him, but Zhou Bingyi and his wife still had to take care of Hao Dongmei's mother and couldn't spend all their time on the optical film.

Especially Jin Yueji had a minor illness recently, some cold and cough, Hao Dongmei had to stay at Hao's house most of the time.

With nothing to do at home, Zhou Zhi began to miss his grandchildren as soon as he was free.

Especially his little grandson, whom he has never met, made Zhou Zhigang worry about him even more.

Li Suhua couldn't see the thoughts of the person next to her pillow, but she didn't say anything, and she didn't run to Wang Zhong's house. Go out, chat with her old sisters, and leave Zhou Zhigang alone at home.

Seeing Zhou Zhigang, I couldn't help running to see my grandchildren,
On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng happened to return to Jichun from Yanjing.

Zhou Zhigang was overjoyed when his beloved daughter came home. He had not seen him for a few years, and he had too many thoughts in his heart. How could he express his love for his daughter through letters?

That afternoon, Feng Huacheng and Li Suhua went to Wang Zhong's house to take Feng Yue back to the optical film. Feng Yue was a little reluctant at first, because he was reluctant to part with his uncle, aunt, Zhou Cong and his younger siblings. Now, Feng Yue inevitably complained about her parents leaving her alone in Jichun.

Unable to bear the presence of grandma Li Suhua, Feng Yue could only reluctantly bid farewell to everyone, and then returned to the DVD.

Twelfth lunar month 29, New Year's Eve.

Zheng Juan took the children to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner at home. Dumplings must be indispensable. Zheng Juan rolled the noodles, Wang Zhong reconciled with the stuffing, and surrounded the table with the four children, working together to make dumplings.

Wang Zhong is originally from the south, and he knows how to make dumplings in the simplest way. However, it has been almost 20 years since he came to this world. In the past 20 years, he spent most of his time either in Jichun or Yanjing, not to mention dumplings, but pasta. Wang Zhong I learned a lot of tricks.

What butterfly dumplings, ingot dumplings, they are easy to come by.

There are a lot of people in the family, and you can make as many dumplings as you want, and you can store them in winter. You don’t even need a refrigerator. Put the dumplings on the grate and place them outside in the corner of the house. Even if you put them in the winter, they will be fine, but it will affect the taste a little. .

In the afternoon, the children gathered in the living room to watch TV, Sharp's big-ass color TV, Sony's VCR, and various Hong Kong movie tapes.

But the ones that can be seen by the children are naturally screened by Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan, so there will be no misunderstanding of the children's values.

Among all the movie tapes at home, the children's favorite is Uncle Long's "Project A" two parts. They have clearly watched it more than a dozen times, but they still can't get tired of watching it.

With snowflakes and cold wind blowing outside, even Dahei and Erhei hid in the kennel, refusing to show their faces, so they moved to the side of the rice bowl at mealtime.

In the kitchen, the couple was still busy, Zheng Juan pushed Wang Zhong: "Should I call my parents over to eat together for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

"What's there to shout about, isn't there still three members of Zhou Rong's family!" Wang Zhong didn't care.

Zheng Juan sighed, feeling very helpless: "It's New Year's Eve, what's the point of a family not getting together."

But Wang Zhong suddenly said: "Why don't we call Guangming and the others over? There are so many people that it's lively."

Zheng Juan took a look at Wang Zhong, but Wang Zhong's words said that she was heartbroken, "It's been a while, is Qiaoer ready for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

"What are you afraid of, at worst, bring it here and eat it together!"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Anyway, the house is big, and the west wing is always empty. Let's take Guangming and his family over to live there for a while, and it happens to be very lively."

Zheng Juan's eyes also lit up: "Okay."

Wang Zhong took off his apron and put it on the table, "It's still early, I'll go right away."

"Be careful driving." Zheng Juan hurriedly urged.

Wang Zhong who walked to the door waved his hand: "Don't worry!"

Cars couldn't drive in Taiping Hutong, so Wang Zhong could only park the car on the side of the road and walk to Guangming's house.

When Wang Zhong arrived, Guangming and Zhang Qiaoer were making dumplings with their children.

"Uncle!"

Seeing Wang Zhong, Doudou immediately jumped off the stool, excitedly ran to Wang Zhong, and looked behind Wang Zhong, but she couldn't see the expected person, and she was a little disappointed: "Uncle, express Didn't your cousin come with you?"

Doudou's big name is Ping An, and Guangming took the name, thinking that this kid will be safe and successful for the rest of his life.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "They are all at home!"

Doudou was stunned for a moment, then let out a disappointment, looking listless.

"But my uncle came here this time to take you and your parents to your uncle's house to play with your cousins!"

"Really?" Doudou immediately became energetic again, looking at Wang Zhong excitedly.

"of course it's true."

Wang Zhong said to Zhang Qiaoer and Guangming again: "You two don't mess with it, pack up your things quickly, this year's Spring Festival will be over with me."

"Ah?" Both Guangming and Zhang Qiaoer were caught off guard.

"Ah what? What's the matter, you don't want to go?"

"No!" Zhang Qiaoer was confused by Wang Zhong: "Isn't this too sudden? Our dumplings are almost finished."

"What's the matter, take it with you, there are so many people in our family, just a few dumplings is not enough."

Although Guangming was happy in his heart, he was also speechless: "Brother-in-law, can you tell me in advance next time."

Wang Zhong smiled embarrassingly: "I'm not going to be an example, I'm not going to be an example, isn't it because I want more people to have fun together?"

Zhang Qiaoer moved quickly, packed a new set of clothes for Doudou, wrapped the dumplings, dough and stuffing, and put it in a paper box.

Wang Zhong was holding the paper box, Guangming was holding Doudou, and Zhang Qiaoer was carrying a rattan basket on his shoulder, which contained clothes and socks for Doudou.

Wang Zhong's car is a Santana, and it cost over 1 yuan when he bought it. This price is naturally not expensive in future generations, but it is tantamount to a huge sum of money when the monthly salary is several hundred yuan. It only cost more than [-] yuan to get all kinds of decorations on the top.

This is because many materials are relatively rare, and custom-made ones are expensive.

Santana parked on the road outside Taiping Hutong, it is like a beautiful landscape, very eye-catching, and there are many people around to watch.

Wang Zhong used to live in Taiping Hutong a lot, and many people knew him.

"Bingkun, you're out of luck!"

"Make a little money, little money."

"This car deserves old nose money!"

"so far so good!"

Some joked: "This is to take my brother-in-law to enjoy the blessing!"

Wang Zhong replied one by one: "On Chinese New Year's Eve gatherings, there are many people to get together!"

After getting into the car, Wang Zhong heaved a sigh of relief, the neighbors were all too enthusiastic and curious.

Doudou was also very curious about the car that Wang bought again. Although he had ridden it a few times, it can only be said that no matter whether it is a man or a boy, they naturally don't have much resistance to things like cars and weapons.

The optical film is right next to Taiping Hutong, and the news that Wang Zhong drove his car to pick up his brother-in-law's family for a New Year's Eve dinner quickly spread throughout the optical film and Taiping Hutong.

No matter what era it is, the fire of gossip will never go out.

Soon this matter spread to Lao Zhou's family.

Neighbors passing by, meeting the Zhou family who went out to go to the bathroom, and seeing Zhou Zhigang who couldn't help but smoke in the yard, couldn't help but ask out of curiosity: "I heard that Bingkun drove him to the toilet in a car." My brother-in-law's family is taking us to have a New Year's Eve dinner together, why didn't you go?"

It's okay for Li Suhua to hear that, after all, she has been living with Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan all these years.

But when Zhou Zhigang heard this, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, as disgusting as swallowing a fly.

Zhou Rong is still a little better, she just disdains and doesn't want to hear the name 'Zhou Bingkun'.

Zhou Zhigang was the one who suffered the most. Hearing those words, he could even imagine the lively scene of Wang Zhong's family gathering together for a New Year's Eve dinner.

But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable and aggrieved Zhou Zhigang felt.

That's my grandson and granddaughter!
(End of this chapter)