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When he Fanxing called Guo Jingjing, Guo Jingjing happened to have lunch at old Liu's house.

Old man Liu was polite. It was nearly 10 o'clock when they came back from Jining. If they did some work, it would be nearly 11 o'clock. Old Liu said that he would simply go to his house to eat. At noon, he would buy some salted duck and peanuts, and a table full of Eight Immortals. They were crowded together in winter, warm and lively.

Mrs. Liu knew that she had been shocked last night. She had two bowls of chicken soup stewed at home for her. Zhang said that she couldn't drink it. Mrs. Liu said, "where can't I drink soup? After a while, eat less. "

All in all, he took Zhang's bowl and kept the soup in his hand.

Guo Jingjing said hello to them with his mobile phone and went out to the eaves before answering the phone.

"Hello, hefanxing..." In fact, Guo Jingjing was a little guilty. He didn't tell hefanxing when he came back. He didn't call anyone now. He was a little afraid that he Fanxing was not happy.

"Well, have you eaten yet?" Without the question in imagination, he Fanxing's voice was still so gentle.

"I'm eating it. I ate it at my house. You saw him last night."

"Well, where's grandma? Are you in a good mood? "

"Well, Granny Liu talks with her, and her face looks much better." Guo Jingjing seemed hesitant for a moment and asked, "have you eaten it?"

"Yes, I ate with your father and them. There's nothing wrong here. Don't worry. By the way, there's something I ask you. Do you know how to drive?"

"Yes, in school."

"Well, I see. Please call me when you go back next time. Otherwise, I'm not at ease. Would you like me to accompany you in the evening?"

"No more." Guo Jingjing said this sentence a little fast. After thinking about it, he was afraid that he Fanxing would misunderstand that he didn't want him to come. He added, "I want to stay with my grandmother at night. She's alone. I don't trust her."

"Well, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

At the other end of the phone came the low laughter of he Fanxing. Somehow, Guo Jingjing felt that his face was a little hot. He hung up the phone in a hurry and was slightly distracted with his mobile phone. He seemed to want to see he Fanxing.

"Jingjing, come to eat quickly after the phone call. It's not delicious when it's cold."

In the hall, Mrs. Liu warmly beckons to him, and Guo Jingjing grabs his mobile phone and enters the room.

After lunch at old Liu's, the grandparents and grandchildren came back. Guo Jingjing burned the boiling water. Zhang came out with a big bath basin and soaked Zhang Fugui's bloody clothes in. Guo Jingjing consciously dragged a small bench to help scrub.

"No, no, you don't have to do this. I'll do it myself."

Zhang's hard pull does not let him touch, Guo Jingjing is afraid to hurt her, also did not really dare to do so, simply took a chair to sit beside Zhang's.

"Jingjing, did your grandfather tell you anything in the ward?" It's not easy to bruise the clothes with blood, because it's dry. Zhang rubbed his hands with soap and asked a question casually.

Guo Jingjing knew that Zhang's family had heard something, but he didn't hide it. He said, "grandfather is worried that Zhang Qi has no place to go. Let me help him find it."

After a long time, Zhang Shi said, "if you look for it, you can't find it. Even if he's so grown-up, he won't be any bad. It's not bad for him to really suffer."

"I'll find someone to help me find out." Zhang's spirit is positive, but if Zhang Qi is really in trouble, Zhang's family must feel the worst. Guo Jingjing knows that.

"Look at this seal. How can you rub it off? Jingjing, please pass me the 84 under the pool."

"Tim"

Guo Jingjing took 84 disinfectant from the bottom of the water pool where the dishes were washed. Zhang poured some of the disinfectant onto the blood impression, pulled the piece of cloth and soaked it into another small basin on the side, put some water in it, and left it alone for a while, and continued to wash others.

After rubbing, Guo Jingjing refused to let the old lady go to the water's edge to clean water. He took the basin and poured the clothes into the washing machine. Zhang Qing bought the washing machine, which cost thousands of yuan. It has been several years. But the Zhang family looks like a new one.

"Grandma, the clothes are heavy in winter, so you don't have to wash them by the water. It costs less electricity to use the washing machine at home, and these things are easy to break if you don't use them."

"Is it?" Guo Jingjing said this, Zhang's also reluctant to give up, "it seems that you have to use more, your father bought thousands of, how bad it is."

Guo Jingjing a face affirmative nodded: "yes."

In the afternoon, he advised Zhang to sleep for a while. At night, he took Zhang to the red brick house in the name of calling the chicken back to the cage. When he was about to go out, he packed up Zhang Fugui's clothes and took them with him.

In the evening, the grandparents and grandchildren lie in the same bed. The Zhang family loves watching Lu opera. Guo Jingjing changes the TV to the place where Lu Opera is put on, and leans against the head of the bed with Zhang.

"You see, this man is really heartless. As soon as I die, I fight to share the family property with my brother. I own a good field. If I can't grow the dry land of the banker, I give it to my brother. Now I don't want my daughter-in-law. I don't want to marry such a fox spirit. It's not human's business to marry such a fox spirit!"Zhang looked and said, holding a handkerchief to the quilt. Guo Jingjing knew that she might have thought of herself in her heart and pulled her hand in the palm of her hand.

"Grandma, when you were a child, you told me that good is rewarded with good and evil with evil. The world is fair. People who have done bad things will not be bypassed by God. It's just that what everyone loses is different. Some people lose money, some people lose conscience, and others lose what they lose, which is more important than their own lives."

Zhang had some feelings. She had told Guo Jingjing this way before, because she hoped that the child would grow up to be a man of integrity. She hoped that he would stick to the justice in his heart and not be defeated by the setbacks encountered when he grew up. She hoped that he would learn to be brave and strong.

She didn't know whether it was right or wrong to teach him this way. Even though the so-called "fairness" had once made her question herself, Zhang was very pleased at this moment. If she had only told Guo Jingjing about the ugliness and fear in the world, it would be easy for Guo Jingjing, who was only a child at that time, to twist his immature heart Song, maybe he will also become such a person, this is the last ending she wants to see.

The world needs positive energy. We may not be able to change the world we see. At least we should try our best to change the world of our children when they grow up. No matter how much books they read and how much they learn, it is better to let them live healthily, both physically and psychologically.

Zhang got up early and got up at five o'clock. She used the wheat flour she had given Zhang Qing with water, eggs and mash, sprinkled with scallion and baked egg cakes. The egg cakes should be put into the oil pan one by one, and the fire should not be too hot, otherwise it would be easy to paste off. In this way, it would take a long time for a plate of egg pancakes to be baked.

Guo Jingjing and Zhang Qing both like to eat sweet food. A little bit of white granulated sugar is put in it. It tastes fragrant and soft, and there is a faint sweetness.

Guo Jingjing brush teeth into the house to smell the smell of scallion, into the kitchen a look, Zhang's almost ready to cook.

"It's delicious."

Guo Jingjing stretched out his hand to take it. Zhang reminded him with a smile: "take the one below, and the one on the top just comes out of the pot, and it's still hot."

"Um"

Guo Jingjing took out a piece of egg cake with a big palm in the middle and took a mouthful of it. Guo Jingjing tried to make it himself. The steps were the same, but he couldn't make the taste of Zhang's, which was sticky, like glutinous rice balls, but not as sticky as it was.

Guo Jingjing ate one and picked up another. Seeing that he was stifling, Zhang thought he was eating something good. He laughed and said, "OK, this plate is full. You can take it out and eat it. Don't be late for school later."

"Oh, good."

Guo Jingjing put the rest of his hand in his mouth and put the plate on the big table. He went to the cupboard and took two bowls. After thinking about it, he added another one. He took out three pairs of chopsticks and put them on the table.

When Zhang came out with pickles, it was strange.

"Jingjing, why did you take an extra bowl?"

Guo Jingjing, holding a gruel pot, lowered his head and said, "a moment later, he Fanxing will come."

"Xiaohe?" Zhang's address has changed according to the words of He Fan Xing, "what's the matter with him coming here so early?"

Zhang didn't know about it, and Guo Jingjing didn't know how to explain it. He put the porridge pot on the table and pursed his lips. He was not used to lying, and didn't want to cheat Zhang. After some consideration, he decided to tell Zhang the truth.

"Grandma, actually I'm with..."

Dong Dong!

The old houses in the southern rural areas are different from the quadrangles in the north. One front door and one back door face to face. They are both open to the north and south for ventilation. In summer, it is so cool, but it's not good in winter. So in the morning, every family opens a backyard door first. Many people's kitchens are in the backyard, and there are many pools for brushing teeth and washing faces. So the front door of Guo Jingjing's house is closed at this time Yes, someone will knock at the door.

"It must be Xiaohe." Zhang wiped his hands and went to open the door.

"I'll go, grandma."

Guo Jingjing stepped forward, pushed the door bolt and opened the two doors. It was indeed a celebration of Buddhism. Suddenly, Guo Jingjing felt that he had not seen him for a long time. He felt inexplicably that he had seen him again after a long separation.

He Fanxing saw him staring at his face in a daze. He picked up the corner of his mouth and laughed and said, "why, haven't you woken up yet?"

Guo Jingjing came back to himself, and Zhang's family also called out: "Jingjing, don't pestle there. It's cold outside. Let Xiaohe come in quickly."

"Oh." Guo Jingjing quickly get out of the way, "come in."

He Fanxing boasted of coming in through the threshold and chuckled a few times, which made Guo Jingjing's action of closing the door inflexible.

"Good morning, grandma."

"Early morning," Zhang Shi, because of Zhang Fugui's incident, is really very welcome to Hefan's line now. Seeing people is just a three-point smile, but also encourage people to sit down.

"Xiao He, sit down and sit down. I'm sure you haven't had breakfast so early? Why don't I go and get some early? ""No, grandma." Guo Jingjing comes over and takes Zhang's family to sit back on the bench.

He Fanxing also said: "you don't have to be too polite. It's me who came here uninvited."

"Look at what you're talking about," Zhang said, bluffing his face with disapproval, and pushed his own pancakes to Hefan shop. "If you don't want to buy snacks, eat some pancakes. This is what I just made in the morning, and it's still very hot. Jingjing loves to eat this, and I don't know if it's in your taste."

"Is it?" He Fanxing picked up the chopsticks and said, "I'll try it, but I can't eat it anywhere else. Grandma, I'm not polite.

"

"try what you say. If you want to eat it, I'll give it back to you."

He Fanxing took a piece of it and ate it. The taste was really fresh. He had never eaten it. When he chewed his teeth, it tasted of scallion and eggs, and a little bit of sweetness. He Fanxing did not like to eat sweet things, but the sweetness was very light, which played a role in refreshing.

Zhang felt that he Fanxing's eating behavior was like those gourmets on TV. She looked at it with dignity. It was not like ordinary people's behavior, which made her take heart.

"Xiaohe, how are you?"

He Fanxing looked up at the old man with a smile: "no wonder Jingjing likes it. It's really delicious."

Even if you eat more noodles, you feel happy

He Fanxing didn't understand "to satiety" this time, he turned his head and looked at Guo Jingjing with a little doubt.

Guo Jingjing was in a good mood at the moment. He took a look at him and said with a smile, "it means that I don't feel hungry for a long time."

He Fanxing was slightly stunned by his smile, but he was not like Guo Jingjing after all. He quickly responded, nodded slightly, and spat out two words in his eyes: "is it..."

After breakfast, Zhang didn't let Guo Jingjing ask for leave, so she said that she would send her clothes to Zhang Fugui. Guo Jingjing naturally stopped him from

"grandma, you can be at home, and I'll go there with my grandfather."

"That's no good. You have to go to work. If you always ask for leave, the leaders will not be happy. Are you afraid that grandma will not know the way? It's OK. The hospital is easy to recognize. When I get to the place, I'll call your father and ask him to come down and pick it up. "

"Grandma, my grandfather just left the hospital today. You are carsick again when you run back and forth. You must feel uncomfortable when you come back for three hours. How can you take care of your grandfather when he comes back?" Guo Jingjing knew that Zhang couldn't give him up. In Zhang's opinion, it was more important for Guo Jingjing to have a good job than anything else, but he didn't give up the hard work at both ends of the Zhang family.

Hearing this, Zhang felt reasonable, and said, "well, tell your leader well. You said that your grandfather had an accident and asked for leave. Grandma is at home making lunch for you. Don't you like to eat pork and potatoes? Grandma will go to the street to weigh the streaky pork in a moment. Xiao He, you will come with me. "

"Yes, grandma." It's natural for him to do so.

Guo Jingjing said: "grandma, you go to the backyard to catch a chicken, go to the vegetable market and find Uncle Chen to help kill it. Tell him to keep the blood and add it to the soup. Grandfather is fit to eat this now."

Lao Chen in Caishikou also sells chickens, but he is a chicken seller and an old customer of Zhang Qing. The chicken sellers all help to kill and depilate chickens for 50 cents. Chicken blood is not allowed to be kept. After all, letting chicken blood delays time. For him, time is money. Zhang Qing has a good relationship with him. He said he would take a plate with him and he would keep it for you.

"You know you love your grandfather, regardless of grandma, that chicken who loves to kill who killed, I don't love to do for him to eat." Zhang's mouth disdains, but grasps Guo Jingjing's hand to grasp some tightly.

Guo Jingjing is thinking of his grandfather, but the other grandson is not in sight at the moment. Zhang's heart is not happy with this comparison.