No regrets ninety-two

Chapter 157 Lantern Festival (Fifth Watch)
Liu Zhijun did not expect that he would be criticized as soon as he came.

This is called no harm without contrast.

The old man didn't care about that much at first, but because Wu Xiaozheng did so well, this made him dissatisfied with Liu Zhijun, his former apprentice.

"Do you still know to come to spend a holiday with Master and Mistress? If your little brother didn't call you, would you still know to come?"

Liu Zhijun was really wronged.

It's not that he doesn't respect this master, it's just that he has a carefree personality, and the old man didn't have any special requirements in this regard before. How could he be as sensitive as the reborn Wu Xiaozheng to perceive the loneliness of master and wife?
This kind of considerate heart is really not understood by young people of this era, especially men who are already rough.

There was no other way, Liu Zhijun had no choice but to bow his head: "I was wrong, I will learn from my junior brother in the future."

He Yun let him go.

Wu Xiaozheng was a little embarrassed.

Brother Jun really didn't know what to say because he suffered an innocent disaster, so he smiled apologetically.

Another point is that because of his diligence, the old man actually wanted to teach him private goods, and he didn't know how to explain this to Brother Jun.

Liu Zhijun thought that he was embarrassed because of the criticism he received, so he patted him on the shoulder generously, signaling him not to care.

At the critical moment, He Yuncong helped Wu Xiaozheng out of the siege: "I will teach Xiaozheng some things in the future, so don't ask him for nonsense."

Now Liu Zhijun was stunned.

He immediately smiled and said: "Old man, you are very unkind, and you are a bit biased."

Liu Zhijun was used to making jokes with the old man, so he just said it openly if he had any thoughts.

In terms of martial arts, he is actually more persistent and obsessed than Wu Xiaozheng. He knows that what the old man taught in private must be good things, so he is very itchy.

"Why? Are you dissatisfied?" He Yuncong replied unceremoniously.

"Don't dare, but since you have revealed all your private goods, you can also teach me by the way."

Brother Jun had no choice but to beg with a hippie smile.

"Look at your performance, let's talk about it later."

The matter is so settled, the old man never haggles when he speaks.

Brother Jun didn't mind too much.

To him, as long as the old man has not said he is dead, it means there is still a chance, and he will not be jealous of his junior brother because of this.

If he had to compare with that pervert, he would have died of depression long ago.

Wu Xiaozheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that Brother Jun is here, he can cook and prepare to have a good lunch with his master and wife.

The dishes are easy to handle, and a few exquisite home-cooked dishes can satisfy the appetite of Master and Mistress. They don't eat much, and they don't choose too much.

Then some glutinous rice balls must be cooked, which is called Yingjie.

As soon as she heard that brother was going to cook glutinous rice balls, Wu Xiaoli began to behave again: "Brother, cook my smiling face glutinous rice balls, which I made for Grandma He."

Then, she showed off the smiling glutinous rice balls to the teacher for a look before carefully throwing them into the soup pot.

Wu Xiaoli really likes Shi Niang a little bit.

Because when she came here, the teacher doted on her very much, even more than Grandma Wu, she not only gave her all kinds of delicious food, but also showed her TV.

So when she said yesterday that she was going to send glutinous rice balls to Master and Mistress, she immediately threw in the smiling face glutinous rice balls that she carefully made, and she didn't even bother to eat them.

When Wu Xiaoli yelled like this, she naturally liked her even more.

But unfortunately, after the glutinous rice balls were cooked, Wu Xiaoli found that the smiley glutinous rice balls she carefully made had changed beyond recognition.

"Brother, you pay me!" Wu Xiaoli said with a sad face.

Wu Xiaozheng burst out laughing.

No matter how hard the little girl is, her smiling glutinous rice balls are just pasted with glutinous rice flour, how can they withstand the tossing of boiling water?

Mistress also laughed, but she was much more conscientious than Wu Xiaozheng. She comforted the little girl and said, "Your kindness is appreciated, grandma appreciates it. You ask your brother to serve that glutinous rice ball separately, and grandma eats it first."

Wu Xiaoli finally regained her composure, but she still said: "Brother, you are very bad!"

It's time for dinner.

This meal at noon is not too difficult for Wu Xiaozheng, because there is no need to talk about politeness, and there is no need to talk about rationality, because the old man doesn't like that.

So he and Liu Zhijun only need to drink with each other.

But Wu Xiaozheng could feel that Master and Mistress had a really happy meal. Even the old man, who had rarely seen a smile, had a very rare look on his face when he saw the interaction between Mistress and Wu Xiaoli, the old and the young. A smile emerged.

What is really unpalatable is the meal at home at night.

Just as Wu Xiaozheng expected, as soon as the glutinous rice balls were brought to the table, Grandma Wu sighed, and Wu Changhe's face sank.

This scene is exactly the same as the day of the New Year's Eve dinner.

Fortunately, Wu Xiaozheng was already prepared to deal with it.

He said to Wu Minxia: "Auntie, you can find someone to inquire about the contact number of Longxi Prison and the opening day of prison visits. When the factory's opening is over, we will take some time to visit them."

The faces of the two old men immediately improved, and Qi Qi looked at Wu Minxia expectantly.

Wu Minxia was very sensible at the critical moment. She said to Yang Zhengyi, "Go and inquire about this matter. If it doesn't work, ask Mayor Yang for help."

Yang Zhengyi nodded, this matter should not be a big problem, at most it will take a little trouble.

But Wu Minxia asked another question: "Is it inconvenient to go there? How do you plan to get there?"

She was referring to the problem of traffic.

If you really want to take a long-distance bus, it may take at least three or four days to go back and forth, and it may not be possible to get it done.

Wu Xiaozheng had already planned for this matter.

"Doesn't Mayor Yang have a special BJ jeep? Then I will talk to him and ask him to arrange a day or two to come out and help run. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Wu Xiaozheng had already set his sights on that car.

In this era, private use of public vehicles was not strictly controlled, especially in townships.

Wu Xiaozheng believed that it shouldn't be a big problem to say hello to Yang Guiping about this matter.If it doesn't work, it's not a big deal to rent a car to go there.

Anyway, it is impossible for Wu Xiao to toss the long-distance bus.

In order to appease the two old people, Wu Xiaozheng said again: "Grandpa and grandma, you don't have to worry about this matter. If it's confirmed, you can go together if you want to go."

The faces of Wu Changhe and Grandma Wu finally eased down.

"Well, this arrangement is good, who will go then, we will discuss it after we decide." Wu Changhe made a rare statement.

Wu Xiaozheng picked up the wine glass: "Come on, let's ignore them, we outsiders must happily spend this Lantern Festival and celebrate the bright future of our Wu family together."

Everyone drank it.

At this moment, everyone forgot the sadness.

(End of first volume)

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