"The house in Taiping Hutong was left to Zheng Juan by my mother-in-law... Of course I won't give it to them."
Lin Yue took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and handed it over.
Gong Wei saw the word "Zhonghua" on the cigarette box, and his expression changed slightly. In this era when the per capita salary of the working class was in the 40s and 50s, a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes cost 9 yuan, and ordinary people couldn't afford it. Zhou Bingkun smoked this, which shows that What? rich!
Of course, it could also be an act of pretending to be fat. After all, everyone in the photo-op film industry knows that he was expelled from Tsinghua University and went to the south to make a living alone. After the child was born, he stayed at home for a month. He wanted to turn others around. In my opinion, it is a good choice to package yourself by passing cigarettes.
"Don't give it to them? Why would you say that if you don't give it to them?"
Gong Wei waved his hand and declined: "Don't you know, I don't smoke or drink."
Lin Yue did not force him to give in. He put the cigarette in his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it: "Uncle Gong, don't worry about the affairs between me and the Xiong family. I have a sense of discretion in this matter and will not cause you any trouble." .”
There is no gasoline smell, no gasoline smell at all. Nowadays, most people use matches and very few lighters. Firstly, because matches are cheap and lighters are expensive. Secondly, because lighters are filled with gasoline and are prone to oil leakage if they are not placed properly. , the smell of gasoline is really unpleasant to the scenery, but the lighter in front of me has no such problem, and the shape, pattern, and design are all a good item no matter how you look at it.
"Okay, since you know what's going on, that's good." Gong Wei waved goodbye to him: "Gong Bin was talking about you a few days ago, saying that he hadn't seen his brother Bingkun for a long time and that he had time to go home to play."
"good."
Gong Weize waved to Zhou Zhigang and others again, turned and left the yard.
A lot of snow had accumulated on the road, and when he stepped on it, it brought up a layer of white. Lin Yue raised his head and glanced at the sky, exhaling a long puff of green smoke.
Are the Xiong family playing hooligans with him?
Haha, let’s ride on the donkey and read the songbook and we’ll see.
"snort!"
Now that it was over, Zhou Zhigang snorted coldly, opened the door and went back to the house.
Zhou Bingyi, Zhou Rong, and Feng Huacheng followed closely into the main room.
Li Suhua went in in no hurry: "Kun'er, you can't scare Mom like this anymore."
She had just seen him break Er Xiong's fingers, and she was so frightened that her face turned pale. She thought her son would be arrested, but she didn't expect that she gave a false alarm in the end and the matter calmed down.
"Mom, when dealing with this kind of person, the more reasonable you are, the more aggressive he will be."
"Mom doesn't care about this, so I'm just asking you, what do you want to do about the house?"
Over there, Zheng Juan and Yueyue were also looking at him eagerly.
Lin Yue patted the snow on his head and walked into the house: "Don't worry, am I the kind of person who will suffer a loss?"
Li Suhua thought to herself, have you suffered enough losses since childhood? Ever since I was little, when I played with my brother and sister, I was always the one who got the most thunder. I got the most beatings. In school, I was always detained by the teacher and called my parents...
"If you don't suffer a loss, you wouldn't say that in front of the neighbors if you don't suffer a loss?"
"Mom, it's cold outside. Look how heavy the snow is. Come inside quickly. Don't freeze during the Chinese New Year."
Lin Yue quickly changed the topic. He couldn't say what he was thinking, otherwise the old lady would keep asking endless questions.
The two walked into the main room, where Zhou Zhigang was talking to his eldest son. It seemed that the snow outside was getting heavier and darker, and it was getting dark. It was not safe to go back late, and he wanted him to go to his father-in-law and mother-in-law as soon as possible.
Also, now that the third child is back, eight or nine people sleeping on one kang and one bed will definitely not be able to squeeze together. It is normal to urge Zhou Bingyi to go back to his parents-in-law's house to sleep.
"By the way, Bingyi, wait a moment."
Zhou Bingyi was packing his coat and getting ready to leave, but he stopped when he heard his words: "What's wrong, Dad?"
Zhou Zhigang unzipped his bag and took out two barrels of tea wrapped in newspapers: "I brought two barrels of tea back from Guizhou. These are rare things. Take them to your father-in-law and mother-in-law so they can have a taste. .”
It's not easy to carry it from Guizhou to Chongqing, and then back to the Northeast from Chongqing, but... it's not easy for him, and for the Hao family, they don't lack this at all, and it's not like they have never tasted the best tea.
Zhou Bingyi's eyes flashed with embarrassment, but he still reached out and took it: "Okay dad, isn't it the end of the year? The hospital is short of manpower and overwhelmed. Dongmei thought you would come back tomorrow, so she went as an intern. As a volunteer, she should be fine tomorrow afternoon, I will pick her up as soon as she gets off work tomorrow."
"Hey, okay, okay." Zhou Zhigang handed the scarf to his eldest son and sent it out: "It's not too late. When I went home, I passed by the photo studio. I saw the sign said it closed at thirty. Wait until twenty-nine. Twenty 9. Let’s take a family photo. Oh, if you think about it, the last time we took a family photo was in 1970. When you were just adults, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time flies so fast.”
Lin Yue looked at the scene in front of him without saying a word or stopping him. He just smiled softly.
However, even this smile made Zhou Zhigang feel very unhappy. This third child used to be so obedient and filial. Since he met Zheng Juan in Taiping Hutong, he seems to have become a different person. Although Li Suhua said that Zheng Juan He was a nice person, but from the bottom of his heart, he felt that this prodigal was just a fool. Without this woman, his son would not have become an unfilial son.
"Do you have any opinion?"
Lin Yue said: "I don't dare."
"You don't dare?" Zhou Zhigang frowned and said: "Is there anything else you don't dare to do? Look at the things you have done, is there anything you can worry about?"
"Oh dad, stop talking. Do you have to let others laugh at the Chinese New Year?" Zhou Bingyi hurriedly went to the side to cool down the fire and separated the two of them with his body. He was really afraid that the father and son would fight. Just looking at today Zhou Bingkun is so cruel to Er Xiong that he can really do it when he is extremely angry. In his opinion, what is this called? There are enemies who are barefoot and are not afraid of wearing shoes.
"Yes, Dad, Bingkun is in a bad mood, just say less." Zhou Rong also persuaded him.
She and Zhou Bingyi had the same idea. Her younger brother had just been extorted from a house by the Xiong family, and he must have felt uncomfortable. If Zhou Zhigang pissed him off at this time, it would be a shame if Zhou Zhigang got into a fight and it spread to other people's ears.
Several people sent Zhou Bingyi to the door, and when they returned to the house, Lin Yue was already pulled into a small room with a bed by Zheng Juan, and gave him the task of coaxing Congcong to sleep, saying that he wanted him to care about his son, but a discerning person. Everyone knows that this is done to avoid a fight between father and son.
Feng Huacheng saw Yueyue squatting in the corner playing marbles alone and gave her two pieces of candy. However, the girl didn't appreciate it at all, which made him and Zhou Rong extremely embarrassed.
That night, Zhou Zhigang, Feng Huacheng, Zhou Rong, Yueyue, and Li Suhua were sleeping on the kang in the back room, while Lin Yue, Zheng Juan, and Congcong were in the small room where the beds were placed.
While sleeping, Feng Huacheng discovered that his daughter was missing. Zhou Rong told others that she must have gone to her uncle and aunt.
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The afternoon of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.
Zhou Bingyi came over with Hao Dongmei. Because he got off work very late and the photo studio was closed, he talked to Zhou Zhigang for a while and then went back after dinner.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei came over early in the morning. Just as Zhou Zhigang ordered everyone to change into new clothes and prepare to take pictures in the photo studio, the eldest son told him the good news that Hao Dongmei's parents wanted to come over in the afternoon to meet the in-laws.
This guy impressed Zhou Zhigang, and Hao Dongmei's parents were not ordinary people. The people who came here to give photograms knew about them, so how proud the old Zhou family was.
So he stopped taking photos and began to order his family to prepare for the in-laws. Zhou Rong and Hao Dongmei were responsible for cleaning the windows, Zhou Bingyi swept the yard, and he cleaned the house himself. Zheng Juan... Zheng Juan volunteered to do the cooking. But Zhou Zhigang didn't let it go, because cooking over a fire would inevitably produce smoke, and the smell would be bad and would infect the in-laws, so it was better to buy something ready-made on the street. He thought about it and arranged a job for Zheng Juan, cleaning the women's toilet. As for the child, he let Li Suhua take care of it for a while.
After the women's restroom, it's the men's restroom...
At this moment, Lin Yue walked in from outside and held Zheng Juan down.
"Go look after the kids."
"But dad asked me to go..."
"What do you want to do? Whoever is the most active in this matter will clean it up himself."
Lin Yue knew that Hao Dongmei's father would suffer from asthma and could not come to Zhou's house, so all the labor would be meaningless, but he would not say it directly, because even if he told Zhou Zhigang, he would not believe it and would even be scolded for it. Afterwards, it was proved that he was right, but the result would only increase his troubles - Zhou's family would definitely ask him why he could predict the future. How should he answer then? Can the mountain man pinch and count? Xiao Yin and Yang determine life and death?
"Zhou Bingkun, are you talking human language?" Zhou Zhigang was very happy at first, but after hearing what he said, he became angry. His face suddenly stretched, and the wrinkles on his brows were uglier than walnut shells.
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