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Chapter 98 Sudden
"What's so happy about it?" Zheng Juan'er asked curiously while eating dinner, seeing the unconcealable smile in the corner of Wang Zhong's eyes.

Wang Zhong said happily: "Suddenly thought of a happy thing."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Ling's eyes lit up immediately, and she moved her head to Wang Zhong, asking curiously.

The smile on Wang Zhong's face was even wider, and it was a little more mysterious. He raised his hand and pushed Zhou Ling's head back, and spit out two words.

"Secret."

Zhou Ling stomped her feet, with an unhappy face, and said coquettishly to Zheng Juan: "Mom! Look at my dad!"

Zheng Juan smiled and said, "What's wrong with your dad?"

"He bullies me, and you don't care about him."

"He bullied you?" Zheng Juan's voice was somewhat surprised.

"Comrade Zhou Bingkun, look at your daughter-in-law, she doesn't do anything at all." When she failed, Zhou Ling sued Wang Zhong again.

"Comrade Zhou Ling, in ancient times, you would be a traitor and a sycophant with your two-faced and three-faced appearance, and your fate will not be very good, okay?" Wang Zhong said seriously with a straight face.

"Good people don't live long, but evil will last for thousands of years!" Zhou Ling said indifferently.

Wang Zhong was stunned for a moment, good guy, there is something in this statement.

"Oh? What do you say?"

Zhou Ling immediately analyzed seriously: "Look at Grandpa Yue, is he a good person?"

Wang nodded.

"What about Qin Hui who killed Grandpa Yue?"

"Then Qin Hui has been stigmatized for thousands of years! Grandpa Yue is famous and admired by the world." Zhou Ming said in disapproval.

Seeing that Zhou Ling had started to raise her eyebrows, Zheng Juan hurriedly said, "Okay! You can eat when you eat, there are so many good and bad."

"Zhou Ling, don't look at other people, it's you, hurry up and eat."

Zhou Ling put down her chopsticks, pinched her throat and coughed dryly twice, and looked at Zheng Juan: "Comrade Zheng Juan, I have to say a few words to you. How can you just let the state officials set fires and not allow the common people to light lamps?"

"Now is a new society where the common people are the masters of the country. Everyone is equal, and women can still hold up half the sky."

"As long as you are still a woman, you are a girl at the top. Eat quickly, and do your homework for me if you don't eat."

Zheng Juan's face was stern. Zhou Ling, who was sharp-tongued just now and wanted to reason with Zheng Juan, immediately picked up the chopsticks and grabbed the bowl: "I'm not full yet."

As soon as the words finished, the extended chopsticks came back with a large piece of sheep scorpion.

The dinner was quite sumptuous. There was a large pot of stewed lamb and scorpion alone, as well as a stir-fried lamb and a cabbage tofu soup.

Zheng Juan's workmanship is also good, whether it is seasoning or heat, they are well controlled. The stewed lamb scorpion is full of color, fragrance, and several children gnaw their mouths full of oil. Only Zhou Ling, a monkey, is still empty-mouthed. up.

"It's a pity that my cousin, who is so delicious, didn't catch up." Although there is no shortage of meat at home, hard dishes like lamb scorpion don't appear often.

Moreover, Wang Zhong was afraid that the children would eat too much pork and develop horizontally, so there are various kinds of meat on the table at home. In summer and autumn, there are mostly seafood sent from Lushun, and in winter and spring, they are from Xiaoheishan Village. The chickens, ducks, fish, sheep, and beef bought by the folks, and occasionally some delicacies.

The status of pork on the dining table is not as high as it used to be when I lived in optical film.

Because it was the weekend, Feng Yue returned to the optical film, Zheng Juan, you managed to cook a meal to reward the children, but she couldn't catch up.

"Just wait until your cousin comes back, and just do it again." Zheng Juan said.

"Yeah! Mom is so nice!" Zhou Ling was so happy that she almost jumped up.

"I think this is your goal!" Zheng Juan said angrily.

"My dear mother, how can you doubt your dear daughter's intentions!" Zhou Ling once again possessed her playful spirit, with a look of being wronged and tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Zhou Cong couldn't help but said: "My mother misunderstood you, you must be very sad, this person has no appetite when he is interested, I think you should give the sheep scorpion in the bowl to Xiaowei, and he will still eat it." If you’re not full, you just don’t want to waste it.”

"Third Sister!" Little Tail's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he immediately looked at Zhou Ling expectantly.

Zhou Ling immediately changed her tearful eyes, glared at him, then turned her head to poach Zhou Cong who was opposite, and said, "Brother, haven't you heard the story about Kong Rong letting pears?"

"You are our eldest brother, of course you have to set an example for us younger brothers and sisters, besides, you are already so old, no matter how much you eat, it's useless, I don't think you should stop eating if you don't, For the rest, Little Tail and I will make up for it."

Zhou Cong did not show any weakness: "Based on the way you eat, I can't see that in two months, your body will have to grow a circle, and your weight will soar by at least one-third."

Zhou Ling was taken aback by the words, looked down at her waist, imagined how her waist and abdomen would grow fat, and she would gain weight a few times, and swallowed.

The little tail next to him added just in time: "Third Sister seems to have gained a little weight recently."

Zhou Ming would not let go of this opportunity, so he immediately nodded his head and said approvingly, "It's true that I gained a lot of weight."

Zhou Ling put down her chopsticks, touched her waist, her heart skipped a beat, and her face turned pale, as if she had grown a lot of flesh.

In an instant, Zhou Rong consciously felt that the delicious sheep scorpion in the bowl in front of her was no longer fragrant.

Seeing her like this, Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Zheng Juan gave Zhou Cong a white look, and said, "I know how to scare your sister." Then she gave Zhou Ming and Xiao Wei a single look: "Don't follow me around."

Zhou Ling has already entered junior high school, and has reached the age when she knows how to love beauty. She has consciously controlled her figure early on, and her body weight is now her lifeblood.

As Zheng Juan said, she immediately comforted Zhou Ling: "Your brother and the others are teasing you, don't worry, my Lingling is the prettiest."

"Forget it, I'm full!" Zhou Ling put the sheep scorpion in the bowl to the small tail bowl next to it.

But Wang Zhong said with a smile: "Don't listen to your brother's nonsense, there is no scientific basis at all, and there is not much fat in sheep and scorpions. You study so hard every day and keep exercising. If you don't eat more, how will your body be able to bear it?" live."

"Besides, being thin doesn't necessarily make you look good. We Hua people are round and jade-like, with a well-proportioned figure and a graceful figure. That's what we call beauties."

"Besides, you are now at the age of growing your body. If you eat less, don't have enough nutrition, and can't increase your height, what's the use of being thin?"

Zhou Ling's eyes lit up in an instant. She was growing up. She immediately gave Zhou Cong a hard look, and said viciously, "Hmph! Brother, you are so bad."

Zhou Cong looked at Zhou Ling with a smile, and raised an eyebrow at her.

Zhou Ling only felt that there was smoke coming from the seven orifices, and the breath didn't come to one place.

I just heard Wang Zhong continue to say: "If you really want to keep in shape, then you should usually skip rope, practice Baguazhang a few times every morning and evening, and then learn yoga from your mother."

"Practice Baguazhang? Can this be useful?" Zhou Ling couldn't believe it.

Wang Zhong said: "Whether it works or not, you will know if you try it."

Zhou Ling nodded. He had already learned Baguazhang from Wang Zhong, but he was not very enthusiastic about it. On the contrary, he was very interested in Zheng Juan's yoga.

Zheng Juan is almost 40 years old, and she has given birth to four children, but her figure is still in shape, well-proportioned, graceful, and round...
Looking at her old horse, and then at Wang Zhong, Zhou Ling suddenly felt that she had discovered a new continent.

At this time, the little tail next to him suddenly said: "Dad, I want to practice boxing too, and I want to be a hero!"

"Then you should eat more, you will gain strength if you eat more, and you will be able to practice boxing when you have strength." Wang Zhong said with a smile.

Little Tail grabbed a sheep scorpion with both hands, slurped down a few mouthfuls, and gnawed away the boneless mutton.

After dinner, the children went to do their homework. In the past, Zhou Cong would often help Zheng Juan clean up, but since entering high school, the schoolwork has become increasingly heavy, and Zheng Juan will not let him help clean up.

Instead, they grabbed Wang Zhong's young man.

"How's Uncle Ma doing?" In the small restaurant, Wang Zhong helped put the dishes into the pool, and Zheng Juan wiped the table with a rag.

"It looks okay, but the food is too bland, and I'm clamoring to eat meat every day." Wang Zhong said.

Ma Shouchang is still in the postoperative observation period, and he will be discharged from the hospital after some time.
"Are you busy tomorrow? If not, let's take the children to the hospital to visit them!" Zheng Juan suggested.

"No problem, I just happen to be fine tomorrow."

"By the way, at the dinner table just now, what did you say was the happy thing?" Zheng Juan was washing the dishes, and suddenly remembered what Wang Zhong said just now.

As soon as Wang Zhong said this, a smile appeared on Wang Zhong's face: "At noon today, my elder brother asked me to drink tea downstairs in the company, and suddenly apologized to me, and said that I would set up a table with my sister-in-law outside the next day, and the two of them would be together. Apologize to both of us."

"Apologize? Because of the little tail?" Zheng Juan paused while washing the dishes. Although Zheng Juan was kind-hearted, her heart was made of flesh. Back then, Jin Yueji and Hao Dongmei came to force her to snatch the little tail. Let's go, how could Zheng Juan have no grudges in her heart.

"Let me be clear first, I'm not happy because they apologized to me." Wang Zhong said hastily.

"It's not because of this? Why is that?" Zheng Juan frowned in confusion.

Wang Zhongdao: "Today my eldest brother said that he and his sister-in-law have discussed and planned to adopt a child. I was thinking, if my elder brother's mother-in-law knew about this, would she be happy or angry?"

"I don't even need to think about it, I must be happy!" Zheng Juan glanced at Wang Zhong, handed the washed bowl to Wang Zhong, and Wang Zhong went through the water again before putting the bowl into the pot filled with clean water .

"I don't think it's that simple." Speaking of this, Wang Zhong couldn't help showing a smile.

If she had guessed correctly, Jin Yueji would probably be furious when she found out about this.

Of course, there may also be a happy ending, after all, it is necessary to promote positive energy!

But what Wang Zhong hopes more is the former.

When the old woman forced Zheng Juan back then, Wang Zhong wanted to slap her.

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In the text alone, Feng Yue is back, Feng Huacheng and Zhou Rong are very happy, especially the father who is so happy, he went to the vegetable market one day in advance, carefully selected, found a big carp, and raised it in In the tank, they are waiting for Feng Yue to come back on Saturday and kill the stewed fish for Feng Yue to eat.

Li Suhua brought Feng Yue up since he was a child, so he naturally knows Feng Yue's taste. If this is done at Wang Zhong's house for Zheng Juan, it would be to first remove the scales and change the flower knife, first fry the fish to shape, and then stop. , do braised fish to eat.

Or make a set of Li Suhua's favorite, a famous dish in Ludong's hometown - squirrel fish, but this dish also needs to be deep-fried, which is too oily.

Or, it is Wang Zhong's favorite pickled fish.

But the conditions here are not as good as those in Wang Zhong's family. Fish frying costs too much oil, and Li Suhua is reluctant. It just so happens that both Zhou Zhigang and Zhou Rong have lived in mountain cities and Guizhou Province.

A hot and sour pickled fish, a bowl of meatball soup, and a stewed chicken with mushrooms. All three are hard dishes. The only shortcoming is that Li Suhua's cooking skills are not as good as Zheng Juan's, and the taste of the food is a little bit worse .

"Grandma, you need to learn more from your little aunt." At the dinner table, after Feng Yue ate a few mouthfuls of pickled fish, he couldn't help saying: "This fish fillet has been cooked for too long, and the meat is too old. It’s not tender enough, the oil temperature is too high, and the dried chilies are a bit mushy.”

"Grandma is too old to learn." Li Suhua was not annoyed, she spoke in a soft voice with a smile on her face.

But Zhou Rong said: "You're right, why don't you learn? You're a big girl now, and it's time to learn how to cook."

Feng Yue picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth, "Have you never heard a saying that is easier said than done?"

He said and shook his head: "I don't have the talent of my little aunt. I only learned from my little uncle for a few years, and I was able to excel. My skills are not worse than the chefs in big restaurants outside, and I know more cuisines."

"Did your little aunt learn how to cook from your little uncle?" Zhou Rong asked doubtfully, frowning.

Feng Yue nodded and said as a matter of course: "Of course I learned it from my uncle. My grandma's skills are far behind my little uncle's."

Seeing Zhou Rong's puzzled look, Li Suhua explained: "Bingkun learned his skills from books. When you went to the countryside, that kid thought my cooking was not tasty. I don't know where he got the recipe from." , as long as he has time, he will cook for me in different ways."

"This kid is good at cooking, and his cooking skills improve almost every day." Speaking of this, Li Suhua's face was full of pride.

The youngest son's talent in cooking really opened Li Suhua's eyes.

"Working during the day and writing manuscripts at night, he still has time to learn how to cook?" Zhou Rong was puzzled.

Li Suhua's expression suddenly changed, and there was a bit of sighing in his expression: "It's not just learning to cook, Bingkun can work hard at that time, and after finishing the manuscript every night, he still has to read until it's past eleven o'clock at night. If you don’t call him, he won’t even know how to sleep.”

"Didn't the college entrance examination be canceled at that time? I also told him several times that if you have the time, it's better to sleep more. He said to me: Mom, reading can make people improve. One day we will recover, we are not the children of high-ranking cadres, there is no way to reach the sky, if you want to change your destiny, reading is the easiest shortcut."

"At that time, he was not busy working in the lumber factory, but was doing the heavy work of the unloading worker. I was worried that he slept too late and didn't have enough rest. I even quarreled with him a few times because of this."

"Then how did little uncle persuade you?" Feng Yue asked with great interest.

"How can I convince you!" Li Suhua thought it was funny when he mentioned this: "Your little uncle took the first month's manuscript fee, and he slapped a few pictures of "Unity" on the table, raised his head, and loudly followed I said: Mom, look, is reading useful or not?"

"Pfft~~~" Feng Yue burst out laughing, covered her mouth with her hand, and couldn't stop smiling: "Then what's your reaction?"

Li Suhua said: "At that time, I saw the 50 yuan he slapped on the table, and I was so stupid, how could I have any reaction."

"After that, I'll let your little uncle decide what happens to our family."

But Feng Yue said: "It's only 50 yuan, isn't my little uncle already so powerful from the beginning!"

Feng Huacheng said, "Back then it was different from now. The per capita wages of workers back then were only a few tens of dollars, but now it's a few hundred dollars more, and it was a planned economy back then. Your little uncle was the first one." The monthly manuscript fee can be [-], which is already very powerful."

"It's more than that!" Li Suhua smiled and pointed to the two large solid wood cabinets next to the big kang, "See, these two cabinets, the carvings on the windows, and the door in the courtyard are all from your little one." Uncle did it himself."

Feng Yue had a look of admiration: "Little uncle is really amazing, he can do everything."

"Children of the poor have long been in charge!" Li Suhua's complexion changed suddenly, and he said with emotion: "At first your little uncle was very skinny and ignorant, and he knew how to wander around all day long, but since your grandfather went to the mountain city to In the third line, your mother went to the countryside, your uncle went to the Corps, and after my little uncle and I were left in the family, he seemed to be a different person."

As he spoke, Li Suhua showed a smile on his face: "At that time, the house was empty all of a sudden, and I couldn't get enough energy. Bring back candied haws for me to eat, yes, your little aunt used to sell candied haws at the entrance of the cinema, that’s when he knew your little aunt.”

Feng Yue's eyes lit up, and the fire of gossip in his heart was instantly ignited: "So, grandma, you indirectly contributed to the marriage of little uncle and little aunt?"

"Really?" Li Suhua was stunned for a moment, then covered his mouth and laughed: "I didn't expect this!"

"Who are you talking about?" Zhou Zhigang on the side listened to Zusunliang's words, talking vigorously and laughing happily, but felt more and more confused.

As soon as these words came out, the four members of the family were stunned. Feng Yue got up and walked to Zhou Zhigang, raised his hand to touch Zhou Zhigang's forehead, and said, "I don't even have a fever!"

Li Suhua frowned: "Talk about your youngest son, Zhou Bingkun."

"Who is Zhou Bingkun? When did I have a young son?" Zhou Zhigang looked at Li Suhua suspiciously.

The words overflowed, and the four people in the room were stunned. Four pairs of eyes fell on Zhou Zhigang's body at the same time.

"Old man, don't pretend to be confused!" Li Suhua was the first to recover, and said to Zhou Zhigang with an unhappy expression.

"I'm pretending to be confused." Zhou Zhigang looked confused, "When will I have a younger son, Suhua, don't we have two children, Bingyi and Xiaorong?"

These days, for fear of provoking Zhou Zhigang, Li Suhua and Zhou Rong didn't dare to mention the word 'Zhou Bingkun' in front of Zhou Zhigang, and they didn't even dare to say anything about Wang Zhong.

Today is also Feng Yue's return, and I am happy in my heart, and when I talk about getting up, I forget it all of a sudden.

"Old man, don't scare me." Li Suhua's expression changed immediately, and he looked at Wang Zhong nervously.

Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng looked at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Mom, don't worry!" Zhou Rong quickly comforted Li Suhua first.

Feng Huacheng tentatively asked Zhou Zhigang, "Dad, you really don't remember Bingkun?"

"Who is Bingkun?" Zhou Zhigang looked puzzled, and he didn't seem to be fake.

Feng Huacheng said again: "Zhou Bingkun, your youngest son, old lump."

"When did I get an old pimple, smile, and turn into a smile, stop teasing me!" Zhou Zhigang thought they were just kidding him.

Feng Yue rolled her eyes, and hurriedly asked Li Suhua, "Grandma, do you have a photo of my little uncle at home?"

"Yes! There is one!" Li Suhua hurriedly said, "It's at the bottom of the box on the left side of the desk in the back room."

Wang Zhong didn't have a few photos in the first place, but he and Zheng Juan took many of them to record the growth of the children. They also took them away when they moved out of the house, and now put them in the photo album in the courtyard.

Now the only thing left in the old house is the family portrait taken by the family in [-].

Feng Yue hurried into the back room, flipped out the family photo, and held it in front of Zhou Zhigang.

The photo was taken in 17, and Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong in the photo looked very immature, let alone Wang Zhong, who was only [-] years old at the time.

"Who is this person?" Zhou Zhigang pointed to the 17-year-old Wang Zhong and asked.

"You really don't remember?" Li Suhua became anxious and reconfirmed.

Zhou Zhigang shook his head, looked at the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, and asked in a low voice, "Old lady, do we really have an old pimple?"

It's okay not to mention this, but when Li Suhua said it, he felt that he couldn't hold his breath, and his complexion also changed, his staring eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell backwards directly.

Fortunately, Zhou Rong and Feng Yue were close and reacted quickly, and Li Suhua didn't fall back so fast. The mother and daughter grabbed Li Suhua's two hands.

"Mom! Mom! What's the matter with you?"

Zhou Zhigang was also taken aback, and hurried over to check on Li Suhua's situation. The whole family couldn't care less about food, so he quickly helped Li Suhua onto the kang, and fetched water according to the number of people.

Feng Yue hurried to the front of the phone and dialed Wang Zhong's home.

"Little Tail, go answer the phone!"

Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan were still tidying up in the kitchen when the phone rang. Zhou Ming, Zhou Ling and Xiaowei who were doing their homework in the big study heard the phone ring first, and Zhou Ling immediately ordered Xiaowei.

Little Tail dropped the pencil and ran out.

"Hey! Who is it!"

"Little Tail, it's me. You hurry up to find your little uncle and little aunt, tell them that grandma has fainted, and ask your little uncle to drive over quickly."

Little Tail didn't dare to delay, and hurried to the kitchen to tell Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan.

The couple quickly stopped what they were doing, wiped their hands and ran out, told Zhou Cong, who was studying in the room, to keep an eye on his younger brothers and sisters, and drove away in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)