The Happy Life of the Reborn Dad

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Xia Weiliang stubbornly said: "I didn't say that he should donate all of it, it's okay to donate 10,000 to 20,000 yuan!"

"Hey, when I heard Yunliang come back last time, he told me that Zekai often appeared on TV with the deputy mayor outside, and at the end of last year it seemed that the mayor even gave him an award. What are the top ten figures? Think about it in your heart, even if you donate tens of thousands of dollars, if others are unwilling, why do you have to find that uncomfortable person." His wife Lian Liting said something.

This made Xia Weiliang silent.

He is just a party secretary of the village, and there are mountains and mountains that cannot be crossed in his life between him and the deputy city. He said, "I will go to the east side of the dam for a walk. I don't have to wait for me to eat. I will come back by myself later."

"Don't be too late." Lian Liting shouted.

No one answered, Xia Weiliang had already gone out. .

When passing by Xia Zekai's house, he also smelled the strong smell of meat, and heard the laughter of the house in his ears. Looking at their house, there were five cars parked by the wall, and a pair of big rocks with bared teeth at the door. The lions, I didn't think so before, suddenly felt that they were like real lions, staring at him fiercely, as if they could pounce at any time.

Frightened in his heart, he quickly walked a few steps, hurried past the door of the house, and headed for the barrage to the east.

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"Mom, this white meatball is a bit bland, it would be better if you put some more salt." Luo Xiyun tasted the first pot of meatballs that was just boiled and made a suggestion.

"Is that so, or should I salt the rest of the filling?" She wasn't sure.

Luo Xiyun hurriedly waved his hand: "Forget it, let it be light, and when it's hot later, you can put some salt in the soup, it's better than adding more."

"I'll let you talk about it." Zhou Yinghong said to her.

Luo Xiyun smiled and continued to stir the meatballs that had already been placed in the pot to prevent them from sticking together.

Xia Zekai came over, and after taking out the first pot of meatballs, more than a dozen adults and children ate the dipping sauce made of soy sauce, vinegar, sesame oil and minced ginger.

At noon today, apart from meat, it was still meat. After eating, they lost their appetite when they saw the meat.

Grandpa Xia Shande also ate two pieces that were a little fatter. His teeth were not good enough, and it was hard to chew.

Seeing a group of grandchildren gathered around, Xia Shande felt very satisfied.

He thought that even if the rest of his life was over, he had nothing more to ask for.

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Xia Weiliang walked on the dam for more than an hour. For such a long time, no one else was seen on the dam except him.

He looked into the distance, his heart seemed to be very quiet, and then looked at the Yellow River at the end of his line of sight, the expression on his face changed, no one knew what he was thinking.

It is too cold on the top of the dam, near the Yellow River, the wind blowing is full of damp water vapor, and it is even colder when it blows on people.

He was in his 60s and couldn't stand this, so he quickly got down from the dam, thinking about going home and eating some hot dumplings.

Before he got to the bottom of the dam, he saw several cars pulling fireworks from the north, and then stopped at the dam mouth.

Before he could figure it out, someone got off the first car. When he saw him, he took out a pack of cigarettes, took one out of it and handed it to him: "Uncle, let me ask something."

Xia Weiliang smoked all the year round, and the second finger in the food of his right hand was yellow. He was working on the village party secretary, and taking cigarettes has become a routine.

He took the cigarette, lit it, and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"Is this Xia Zhuang?"

"Well, there's a big stone tablet there, can't you see it?"

"Oh, I didn't pay attention, uncle, isn't there a man named Xia Zekai in our village?"

When Xia Weiliang heard the name, his mood that had calmed down fluctuated again, and he asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

This is also a side acknowledgment that there is such a person in their village.

Hearing this, the stall owner nodded happily, pointed to a few cars behind him full of fireworks, and said, "These fireworks were bought by Boss Xia, let's bring them directly to his house, uncle, how do you get to Boss Xia's house? what."

As he spoke, he stuffed a pack of cigarettes into Xia Weiliang.

"Have you bought them all?" Xia Weiliang acted a little dry. He glanced at the fireworks again and asked them, "These are tens of thousands of dollars, right?"

"The three of us, if we put them together, would be about as small as 100,000."

Xia Weiliang didn't want to say anything, he walked straight ahead, thinking about going home and sleeping with a bowl of leek meat.

He intuitively realized a problem. The owner who can spend 100,000 yuan to buy fireworks and play with them may not care about him at all, and he can't afford to offend him at all.

"Uncle, you haven't said how to get there." The stall owner who got out of the car quickly asked when Xia Weiliang was gone.

Xia Weiliang paused for a moment, but still said, "Follow me, that's the second-floor building ahead."

The stall owner was afraid that he would lead the wrong way, so he finally called Wang Yi and exchanged it. He knew that Xia Weiliang did not lie to him.

The only two-story building in Xiazhuang, a landmark building.

When I drove over and saw 5 cars parked by the wall, the stall owner knew that they didn't run away.

If nothing else, he just knew Bentley and wondered what kind of family could drive this car.

Before the three of them came, they were still a little apprehensive. Even if the family received a deposit of 1,000 yuan from Xia Zekai, they were still worried that they would be tricked.

I was also wondering if it was a trick that other stall owners played together, to stabilize the three of them first, so that other stalls could ship as soon as possible, and then after the new year, these fireworks would fall into their hands.

After the last annual episode, no matter how cheap you sell it, not many people will buy it.

The three of them also discussed it, and sent it to him at noon. If it is fake, then pull it back to the big fair and sell it as soon as possible. The time can come in a hurry.

Now, the three families are all relieved.

Wang Yi had already heard the news and came out to dock. There were four carts of fireworks, so it was hard to find a place to unload them.

It was Xia Weicheng who gave an idea, he said to his son: "Zekai, there are so many fireworks that our house can't unload. It will still be a hassle to light them up at that time. You might as well unload them directly into the village committee compound, there is a place over there. , all the old and young men in the village came to see, and it was fun."

"Sure, it's going to start tonight, everyone is having a good time together." Xia Zekai thought very much.

But he still picked some and unloaded them in his yard first, and let his niece play with his nephew and niece.

Seeing so many fireworks, the little guys were so happy that they couldn't find Bei.

Don't talk about them, the neighbors who heard the movement around came out to see the four-car fireworks, and they were also stunned. This is how arrogant to buy a car.

Xia Weicheng personally called Xia Weiliang, the village party secretary, without mentioning the previous donation to build the road.

It took more than two or two hours for the fireworks of the three houses to be counted one by one, and the account was understood. Xia Zekai took the laptop and used the mobile wireless network card to surf the Internet, and transferred the accounts to them one by one.

These families didn't do the stupid thing of raising prices any more. In the end, they spent less than 90,000 yuan in total, which was a little less than Xia Zekai expected.

When sending them off, several stall owners said to Xia Zekai, "Boss, keep in touch if you have anything, we will definitely give you the most affordable price."

"Well, okay!" Xia Zekai responded in a perfunctory manner.

Xiazhuang, men and women, young and old, heard the wind, and dozens of people came. Seeing that the place in the middle of the village committee compound covered with plastic tarpaulin was piled up with fireworks like a hill, they suddenly felt that their eyes were not enough.

"Everyone, starting from eight o'clock this evening, we will go to the barrage to set off fireworks on the sandy land, and strive to finish the fire within three days. If you want to see it, you can go to see it, but you have to pay attention to safety at that time!"

The bottom is not dare to put so much.

At this time, Xia Zhuang had not yet begun to respond to the country's implementation of the village-to-village plan, unlike Boss Xia, who had a lot of money and money to harden the ground around his house.

Most of the two sides of the road are their own plots, where they grow vegetables and eat them, and use them to put dry wood and corn stalks in winter.

They are all treasures for cooking. If he sets off fireworks all night, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents?

The two sides of the barrage are all sandy soil left by the silt of the Yellow River, and there is no grass on the top, so there is no need to worry about accidents.

Xia Zekai and the others were still playing football on that sandy land when they were young, but it's a pity that 20 years have passed. Some of the little friends who played together at the beginning have been separated forever due to accidents, and they can't get together anymore.

On the night of the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the north end of Xia Zhuang was on the sandy land in the east, the dark night sky was torn apart, the earth was covered with colorful rays of light, and fireworks of various shapes rose and fell in the sky, blooming to their heart’s content.

For a full two hours, there was no darkness in that place.

Nearly half of the old and young men in Xia Zhuang have never left the county seat in their entire lives, and they have never seen such a crowded scene of fireworks.

A lot of old men and old ladies came to take a look in thick cotton-padded clothes and trousers in spite of the cold wind at night, and some living old people also let their families carry tricycles to take a look.

For them, this is the brightest release in life!

"gorgeous!"

This is the evaluation of the old and young masters of Xia Zhuang on that fireworks rainy night.

That night, the news of a man named Xia Zekai in Xiazhuang who bought hundreds of thousands of yuan for fireworks to be set off for three days spread directly, and all the nearby villages knew about it.

Such a large amount of fireworks can be seen in the villages that are close to the north and south, and many people from other villages have discussed that they must visit tomorrow night.

"Uncle Kai, it's so beautiful, so beautiful, I don't even know how to describe it." Xia Jingrui had an exaggerated expression on his face.

He was not sleepy at all.

After returning from the barrage, he was completely excited, and when he returned home, he kept his eyes on the pile of fireworks in the yard, thinking about putting some more.

Xia Yunhui wouldn't be accustomed to his son's problems, and slapped him on the back: "Go to sleep, if you can't get up tomorrow morning, I'll beat you."

"Dad!" Xia Jingrui shouted in a long voice aggrieved, but Xia Yunhui was unmoved.

Dong Fei also came over and dragged her son's hand upstairs: "Jing Rui, be obedient, and put it on when you wake up tomorrow. Your Uncle Kai bought so many fireworks, are you afraid that you won't be able to play?"

"Oh!" Xia Jingrui followed her mother upstairs unwillingly.

As he walked, he turned to look downstairs.

The niece, Xia Yuxi, was very well-behaved and quiet. She followed her mother Li Aijuan all the time, and went upstairs to sleep at noon.

Luo Xiyun also took the girl upstairs, but Xia Zekai found that their second child was always with him, but he didn't go up.

"Tongtong, it's too late today, go to bed quickly, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow morning."

Tong Tong shook his head and glanced at the figure on the stairs, then withdrew his gaze, quickly rubbed his father's side, and hugged his thigh: "I'm not sleepy, I don't sleep."

Xia Zekai raised his head and glanced at his wife's back. He seemed to know what was going on in his heart, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, as long as you don't make trouble, mom won't hit you."

"I don't believe it!" Tongtong answered quite simply, and there was no sense of security at all.

This made Xia Zekai amused, and he asked, "Then why are you willing to sleep?"

"Dad, you also go to bed, you protect me." Tong Tong emphasized.

Xia Zekai said "Okay", bent over and hugged her, and went upstairs.

When he got to the bedroom, Tongtong didn't leave his father's side even if he was beaten to death. He also glanced at his mother from time to time, for fear that she would suddenly rush over and beat him.

This time, I can see it. Although this child can't keep up with her sister in learning, she has more hearts than her sister.

Xia Zekai thought in his heart, two girls tied together can't compare to Tong Tong alone.

"What a talent!" he sighed in his heart.

Luo Xiyun also saw the abnormality of her second child, and she wondered: "Tongtong, are you uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm fine!" Tong Tong said quickly.

Xia Zekai leaned over and whispered in his wife's ear, "She still remembers what happened in the morning, for fear of you hitting her."

Luo Xiyun forgot about this long ago, she waved to Tongtong: "Come over to sleep, if you don't sleep, I will really beat you."

"Mom, are you really going to stop beating me?"

"You want to be beaten, right?" Luo Xiyun asked him deliberately with a straight face.

Tongtong shook his head quickly, and then said: "Mom, I'm sorry in the morning, I know I'm wrong, I won't be like that in the future."

"Well, remember for yourself, next time, I will definitely beat you."

Tongtong nodded 'ummm' and jumped on the bed with a fluff.

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The night passed peacefully. On New Year's Eve, Xia Zekai got up early again as usual, and went out for a run with Tongtong for a while.

Wang Yi and Cui Xiaofeng woke up early this time. They didn't knock on the door when they came over. They just exercised on the side of the road outside. It seemed that in their daily life, in addition to protecting Xia Zekai, exercise accounted for most of them. time.

On this day, many people got up early, posted couplets, set off firecrackers, and made dumplings.

Xia Zekai's house was no exception. After breakfast, the brothers started to be busy posting couplets, not only here, but also at the old house.

"Brother, lower your left hand a little higher, hey, that's it!" his younger brother Xia Zejiang shouted from below.

There are not many times to instruct his brother, and the opportunity is rare.

After a while, when other couplets were posted, Xia Zejiang gave another order.

The girls, Tongtong and the others, all put on bright red coats and looked very happy.

But Tong Tong, this silly and bold hand, was holding a cannonball in her hand. Seeing her father standing on the chair, she raised her hand and threw a small cannonball.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A series of dense explosions came, so suddenly, Xia Zekai's legs went weak in fright, and he almost fell from the chair.

He looked back at Tong Tong angrily: "Tong Tong, you still need to be beaten."

Luo Xiyun also saw this scene, and she was terrified just now. If her husband really fell from the top, if he happened to be knocking somewhere, don't think about it this year.

She was so angry that she came to catch Tongtong and gave her two slaps, and said to her: "I told you just yesterday, don't be a fool, you are doing this again today, Tongtong, if you don't slap you, you will be itchy, right? ."

"Mom let me go, I don't dare anymore." Tong Tong cried loudly with a miserable face, but there was not a single tear on his face.

At this moment, even the girl didn't help her, she ran far away, and went to play wrestling with her brother and sister.

She was timid and had no strength in her hands. She threw out ten, but four or five would not ring.

Seeing her cousin brother Xia Jingrui lift her foot to step on her still-unsound cannonballs, a low-pitched explosion came from under her feet, her eyes lit up, and it was so late.

The explosiveness of the cannonball is not strong at all, and there is no vibration even when you step on it, she thinks it is very fun.

After breakfast, Xia Shande called Xia Zekai over: "Zekai, come and help me."

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Xia Zekai hurried over.

In the room where Xia Shande slept, there was a large amount of 100-yuan red bills thrown on a square table. Look at the weight, there are tens of thousands of dollars.

There were also two sets of red envelopes scattered on the table. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Xia Shande said, "Zekai, you gave me all the money. I'm thinking about sharing it with the girls in the evening. You're okay with that."

"Grandpa, this money is all yours. You can divide it as you want. If the money is enough, I'll give you that." After speaking, Xia Zekai got up and walked out.

Xia Shande waved his hand: "You come back, enough money, even if my hand is unstable, I can't fit it in all morning, you put two thousand in a red envelope."

Hearing what grandpa said, Xia Zekai felt a burst of grief in his heart, and when he looked closely at his grandfather's hand, he trembled slightly.

But he knew it wasn't a disease, it was because of age that his mind couldn't control the atrophied muscles.

"Okay, I'll pretend!" Xia Zekai put some money into the red envelope.

Xia Shande was sitting on a chair beside him. He tapped his finger on the table slowly and said, "Zekai, this year's New Year is really lively, I'm so happy."

"That's right, we'll be together next year for the New Year. Zejiang will get married in June this year, and there will be more people by then." Xia Zekai paused for a moment when he put on red envelopes, and then laughed again.

Xia Shande kept a smile on his face, and when he heard what his grandson said, he said, "You are right, there are more and more people in our family, and more sons are more blessed, but I'm afraid grandpa won't be able to wait until then."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about for the Chinese New Year?" Xia Zekai didn't like to hear it.

For more than 30,000 yuan, Xia Zekai put a total of 16 red envelopes, and there were still a dozen or so left, which Xia Zekai put aside.

Each red envelope looks quite thick.

After he finished it, he handed it to his grandfather Xia Shande.

But his grandfather didn't hold it steady, and with a flick of his hand, several red envelopes fell to the ground.

"Look, I'm out of strength now." Xia Shande said with a smile.

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