Lao Zhu didn't have any stage fright at all, and now he went up to him directly: "Yes, Mr. Zhu is my granddaughter...these people next to me are all my brothers who were admired when I was young, as well as my own relatives...this time There are so many people here, I’m sorry!”
"Ah!" Wu Lan didn't think so: "What are you talking about? Xiao Zhu, the Party Secretary, is one of his own family, and everyone here is a relative... Come on, come on, come on, it's cold outside, let's sit in the house! That big house has turned on the stove today. It’s burned.”
These people who came all the way in the car were probably wearing very thin clothes. Ulan asked worriedly: "Do you have any thick clothes? If not, can I get you some lint pants?"
There are dozens of pairs of lint pants at home that I plan to give away before the Chinese New Year, but they haven’t been given away yet!
Just as he was leading people into the house, he heard the sound of a car, and a fifth black Audi car of the same model slowly stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.
When the car stopped, the old Song family was immediately shocked. Because the driver got out of the car and had an upright posture, he easily opened the back seat of the car and held the roof of the car with one hand.
This movement was smooth and natural, as if it had been done a thousand and eight hundred times, and everyone was immediately dumbfounded.
Be good! They are in the village every day, and they have never seen anyone's younger generation serve their grandfather like this! Filial piety! But something seems wrong...
Song Sancheng glanced puzzledly from the elderly people in this Shui'er to the upright young people in Yi Shui'er, thinking that the children of the little Zhu Zhu's grandfathers were not like They!
Just as he was about to say a few polite words, the little old man in front of him burst out laughing: "Lao Zhu, you are still a grandfather. Your granddaughter is waiting for you on the roadside, but you didn't recognize her at all. ! This will make Xiaojun cry."
As soon as he said this, the whole yard became lively.
Lao Zhu:? ? ? What the hell?
My granddaughter’s summer video can’t stop her from being so dark and skinny! Where did you see me along the way?
I looked outside the yard again and saw a familiar girl wrapped in a big cotton-padded jacket, walking angrily towards this side. Her skin was pink and her face was round. She looked as familiar as if she had seen her just now...
“Hiss!” Lao Zhu gasped!
When Party Secretary Xiao Zhu came over with a sullen face, a group of grandfathers quickly gathered around him and said, "Oh! It's been a while since I've seen you, Xiaojun, look so fair and blessed."
"Junjun, have you solved your personal problem? Grandpa has a grandson..."
“Xiaojun is so beautiful! I haven’t recognized him since I haven’t seen him for several years!”
“Yes, Xiaojun used to be in the mountains every day, and then he went away for work for a few years, and we haven’t seen him since…”
Zhu Jun curled his lips: "You didn't even recognize me... Okay, okay, we are all relatives here, no more polite words, grandpa, I think your down jacket is quite thick, but these pants are not enough, why don't you bring them first?" Why don't you go back to your place and change your clothes?"
"OK!"
Lao Zhu quickly ordered: "Xiao Du, let's go up the mountain together and you should also change your clothes - I remember I have a pair of wool trousers, right?"
"Why are you wearing woolen pants?" Ulan was finally able to speak in the midst of everyone's chatter: "Uncle, when you come to the village to play, don't wear expensive ones. You'll feel bad if you get burned or torn. "
She suggested again: "Let me get you some leather cotton pants. They are really warm and durable."
"Okay!" Old Man Li, who came last, was particularly free and easy: "My children bought these pants. They are expensive and I don't feel comfortable wearing them... The leather cotton pants are very good. Give me a pair!"
Everyone is not a picky person and has no intention of staying in the village. It’s time to do it.
Ulan happily went into the house and rummaged through the boxes, leaving Song Sancheng to watch as the juniors from each family turned around and opened the trunk again, taking out a bunch of things.
The box was beautifully packaged, especially the ginseng. Through the transparent box, one could see the ginseng placed on the display board, and looking at the gestures of several people, it seemed as if they were about to deliver it to themselves. Song Sancheng was numb all over!
What kind of family does he accept this gift from? ! How much of a favor does it take to return this? And these cigarettes and alcoholic beverages, this and this, why are they all such expensive brands!
Song Sancheng became nervous. At this moment, he saw Xiao Du carrying several bags of things and walked away. He hurriedly avoided it: "What are you doing? What are you doing!"
Lao Zhu smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous."
He took the thing from Xiao Du's hand and stuffed it directly into Song Sancheng's hand: "Our Xiaojun has also benefited from us a lot in the village, and we are here to disturb him again... It would be embarrassing if he didn't accept it. These are gifts from others, so it would be bad if no one eats them at home... Where can I put them?”
Wulan was coming out with his leather trousers when he saw a commotion in the yard and was stunned.
Song Tan came out of the kitchen at this moment—
“This pickled cabbage is so good!”
In the middle of winter, she was only wearing a sweater, with her sleeves rolled up, exposing her snow-white forearms.
But everyone's eyes were fixed on it - to be precise, on her hands.
There is a pickled cabbage with a white stem and yellow leaves, which is soft and soft. It must have just been taken out of the pickle vat, and the juice is still dripping down.
Song Tan, in full view of everyone, broke off a leaf and stuffed it into his mouth...
ifies.
I don’t know who swallowed quietly.
But that pickled cabbage looks really delicious! Otherwise, why would the girl in front of me eat one piece after another and finish it in just two or three bites?
By the way, I also shouted to the kitchen: "Seventh cousin, take out a few more and eat them! I think it's best to eat them directly without cooking."
And Qiaoqiao quickly emerged from the kitchen, holding pickled **** in one hand and pickled radish in the other: "Sister, these two are delicious too! Which one do you want to eat?"
Then he was stunned and found the familiar Party Secretary Xiao Zhu among the crowd, with a bright smile in his eyes:
“Sister Party Secretary! Are these all your grandfathers? Wow, you have so many brothers!”
He is so envious!
Especially these brothers are carrying big and small bags of things in their hands. They look very strong and diligent, unlike their cousins.
With Qiaoqiao's interruption, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu immediately grasped the advantage and directly opened the door of the living room:
“Come on, come on, put everything in this room.”
As soon as she spoke, several young men with long legs and thin waists quickly stepped forward. He didn't even start running, he just entered the house in a few steps, and then piled things against the wall, forming a long row.
Song Sancheng didn’t even have the time to open his mouth when he heard Party Secretary Xiao Zhu take a few more pairs of leather cotton trousers from Ulan’s hand:
“Auntie, when will we have dinner? I’ll take grandpa and the others up the mountain to change clothes first.”
Ulan was stunned and subconsciously replied: "It's still early, almost 6 o'clock."
(End of this chapter)