Since I am Yu Huanshui

Chapter 555 Zhou Zhigang Is Back
One class went well.

He didn't teach in the complicated way, he just talked about the origin of English, and then there are 26 upper and lower case letters.

It's that simple.

Most of the people in the audience are considered to be in contact with English at the beginning, but when he finished class, he heard someone whispering that this ghost drawing can also count words?
Qian Wen smiled and thought, "In the future, everyone will be forced to learn this ghostly talisman. If you can't learn it well, you haven't learned it yet. Are you afraid of it?" '

They followed Qu Xiuzhen to a small office, but the other leaders didn't follow. They didn't pay much attention to English. If Qu Xiuzhen hadn't repeatedly emphasized, they might not have attended today's class.

Instead, when I go to work tomorrow, I randomly find someone who is listening to the lecture and ask how the lecture is going, that's all.

But after listening to this class just now, they recognized Qian Wen's identity as a teacher. Although some of them couldn't understand these ghostly symbols, they didn't know it.

Those who can talk about this are full of admiration in their hearts.

"Bingkun, here, take this." Qu Xiuzhen brought out a box from the corner.

Qian Wen took a closer look, and found that they were all bottles and cans, some of which were filled with liquid, and the color was quite dark.

"This is soy sauce?" Qian Wen guessed.

"Yes, some household seasonings produced by the factory itself.

Soy sauce, MSG or something.

Go home later, you and Juan'er will take it. "Qu Xiuzhen patted the box on the desk and said.

"That's fine, Juan'er and I thank Aunt Qu.

It's just about the Chinese New Year, and the family really needs it.

I won't be hypocritical in front of you. "Qian Wen accepted it with a smile.

Qu Xiuzhen pointed at Qian Wen, smiled and nodded, "I like the way you don't pretend in front of me.

Unlike others, I am like a big tiger, trembling when I speak.

These things are my personal share in the factory, you can just keep them, and you can't use them up at home, and you don't have any relatives to give them away.

If it's something from the factory, I really can't just give it to you. "

It was already dark, and the soy sauce factory was indeed some distance away from the optical film.

Qu Xiuzhen pulled him and asked some questions that he didn't understand in English in class just now, and then let them go.

Cao Debao had long since disappeared, and just after class, he waved to him from a distance, gave him a sign that he was in touch, and ran away.

It might be because his hypnotizing spell was too powerful, just now when Qu Xiuzhen was in front of the audience, Cao Debao nodded sleepily and didn't dare to close his eyes.

As for Lu Chuan...

The office of the leader of the soy sauce factory is downstairs.

"Oh, I forgot that you have to bring Juan'er." Qu Xiuzhen clapped her hands and suddenly said.

The bicycle only has one back seat, and Zheng Juan would not be able to store the bottles and cans of spices. The soy sauce factory is not close to the optical film, so it is obviously unrealistic to walk back.

It was dark and the wind was blowing.

"It's okay, Juan'er can just sit in the front, and go back as well." Qian Wen said indifferently, the bicycle is [-] big bars, after a while Zheng Juan sat in his arms, strolled and went back.

"No, it's dark and the road is slippery, I accidentally fell a few days ago.

I'll send you back first, I'm going home. " Qu Xiuzhen decided.

"Aunt Qu, your house is not close to the soy sauce factory, which sent us to optical film, the distance is even further, and Bingkun and I are not at ease.

Is there a net bag? Just hang it in front of the car. " Zheng Juan thought of a way.

Qu Xiuzhen thought for a second, "It's fine, just wait for me, there are upstairs."

At this time, in the corner beside him, Lu Chuan came out pushing his bicycle.

"Secretary Qu, my house is quite close to the optical film, together.

How about I send it to Mr. Zhou. "

Qu Xiuzhen turned her head to look and said in surprise, "Lu Chuan, you haven't left yet. It's getting dark and the road is not safe."

Lu Chuan looked at Qian Wen and scratched his head in embarrassment, "Didn't you have a lot of questions after listening to Teacher Zhou's lecture today, so I just want to ask."

Qu Xiuzhen nodded in satisfaction when she heard the sound, "It's a good thing to study hard, and it's always right to learn more.

Are you on your way?"

Lu Chuan nodded quickly.

"Then let Lu Chuan see you off." Qu Xiuzhen looked at Qian Wen and Zheng Juan.

Qian Wen smiled and said, "Then thank you Lu Chuan."

"Mr. Zhou, you're welcome, you're welcome." Lu Chuan hurriedly waved his hand.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, and now it seems that Lu Chuan is obviously such a person.

They walked together all the way, and waved goodbye to Qu Xiuzhen at the fork in the road, while Qian Wen and Lu Chuan rode to the optical film.

"Mr. Zhou, you know so much at such a young age, and you can even speak English, which is amazing." On the way, Lu Chuan had nothing to say.

Zheng Juan wrapped her arms around Qian Wen's waist, pressed her face against his back, and accompanied him quietly with her eyes closed.

Along the way, Qian Wen and Lu Chuan asked and answered questions, mostly Lu Chuan was talking, and he would answer any questions.

From the chats along the way, Qian Wen knew that Lu Chuan really listened to the class seriously. There are 26 letters, and he has memorized a lot for beginners, but he is a bit convoluted when reading, and he is not used to it yet.

Chatting along the way, Qian Wen and Lu Chuan bid farewell at the entrance of Guangzi Film Alley.

Looking at Lu Chuan's eyes, I really want to know where he lives, as if I want to come to him to study when I have time.

However, there are too many illegal constructions, too many extensions and so many alleys, strangers go in, and it is dark, so it may not be possible to get out of an hour of dizziness, so Qian Wen refused Lu Chuan's door-to-door delivery.

Pushing the cart, take Zheng Juan home.

The Zheng family had already eaten, but it was warmed up for Zheng Juan. Qian Wen ate at Zheng's house, and Zheng Juan took a sip before leaving.

Back home, Li Suhua was looking at him at the door.

"Why did you come back? It's cold today."

"Go and make up for our family's New Year's goods." Qian Wen took the box off the back seat of the bicycle.

There are a lot of seasonings left for Zheng Juan's family, and there are still many more.

"Ah, seasoning." Li Suhua was surprised at first, and then felt distressed, "It's a waste of money. I still have these things at home."

"For Chinese New Year, it's always right to prepare more."

The box was placed in the utility room on the first floor. Qian Wen took a sip of the hot water from Li Suhua and drank it comfortably.

"Bingkun, your father is coming back this Chinese New Year, your brother is coming back, your sister is coming back, and Dongmei, your brother's partner, might come too.

In the past few days, I took out the food stamps and meat stamps at home and counted them.

There are quite a few others, and there is no shortage at home, but there are not many meat tickets.

There are only a few per month, and you are always thinking that there is not enough meat for the Chinese New Year.

No matter how your father and the others come back, they must have a full meal of meat.

You go to the black market for a few days to exchange some meat tickets and come back, and Mom goes to buy some meat. "

Qian Wen looked at Li Suhua and asked strangely, "Didn't the house freeze a lot of rabbit meat, pheasant meat, fish meat, and some roe deer meat? There's so much meat, isn't it enough?"

These were all taken back by Qian Wen when he went to the countryside to practice medicine. Some were bought with money, and some were given away by others.

It was countless times better than not seeing the smell of meat in the past few months.

"Mom is talking about pork, so if you celebrate Chinese New Year, you must eat pork dumplings.

Braised pork in brown sauce, pork stewed vermicelli, pickled cabbage and braised pork can't be without it.

Your dad loves pork stewed vermicelli most. "

Qian Wen smacked his lips, making him hungry.

"Okay, I'll go for a couple of days and bring back some pork."

As Qian Wen said, it seemed that Jichun City would distribute a batch of pork that could be purchased without a meat ticket.

Just don't know when.

"I have to go to Cai Xiaoguang." Qian Wen whispered.

Before Qian Wen went to Cai Xiaoguang to ask about pork.

On Sunday, early in the morning, Cai Xiaoguang came uninvited.

"Boom boom boom~
Bingkun, I have something to tell you, come out quickly.

I'm going to pick up your sister later. "Outside the bedroom door, Cai Xiaoguang knocked on the door.

Qian Wen was sealed by the warm blanket, looked at the door with sleepy eyes, and said lazily, "Is it important?
If it’s not important, can you wait until I wake up for a few hours before talking about it?”

Cai Xiaoguang at the door was speechless, "Then I told you, listen.

The economic situation this year is better than in previous years. The province plans to open up the supply of pork, and set up a pilot project. The time is today, Sunday, and the place is at the supply and marketing cooperative of Shengli Store in the eastern suburbs of the city.

There will be a batch of pork without a ticket, which costs [-] cents a catty, but it will be sold by fan.

As I said, if you have an idea, hurry up.

I'm leaving to pick up your sister. "

After Cai Xiaoguang finished speaking, he really went downstairs and rode his bicycle away.

Qian Wen rolled around in the bed, muttering, "You're really diligent enough to keep up with my love for Juan'er."

He can admire Cai Xiaoguang.

It has been a long time since Zhou Rong was picked up by Cai Xiaoguang.

Except at the beginning, when Qian Wen was urged by Zhou's mother to pick up Zhou Rong every month, Cai Xiaoguang handed over this arduous task in the following days.

He is happy, Qian Wen is relaxed.

The best of both worlds.

After sleeping for a few more minutes and returning to the cage, Qian Wen woke up.

Gotta go get some pork.

After this village, there is no such shop.

Buying things with tickets is a bit of a hassle.

After washing up, he greeted Zhou's mother. Qian Wen rode his bicycle to Qiao Chunyan's house, Sun Qianchao's house, Xiao Guoqing's house, and then Zheng Juan went back to his own house.

Not long after entering the door, Qiao Chunyan, Sun Chanchao, and Xiao Guoqing all came.

Qian Wen was gnawing on the steamed bread and eating sour cabbage.

"Brother, what's the matter.

He hurriedly called us over. "Qiao Chunyan, who entered the door, was not polite at all. Zheng Juan smiled at Zhou's mother, picked up a bun and bit it.

"Didn't you come here for dinner?" Qian Wen looked at Qiao Chunyan, who was eating happily.

"Isn't this delicious made by godmother?" Qiao Chunyan held Li Suhua's arm and flattered her.

Knowing that there is pork that does not require a ticket to buy, several people set off quickly.

Although Qian Wen knew that the pork would have a small twists and turns, it was impossible to arrive in the morning.

But you have to wait for a number to buy pork, and you can get a top number if you go early.

Just like in the play, the pork factory waits for the call from the supply and marketing cooperative before delivering the goods, and the supply and marketing cooperative just waits for the pork to arrive.

The two sides reached an impasse.

When it was noon, the numbers were all over fifty.

Qian Wen felt that it was almost time to wait, and his Juaner was hungry, so he called the pork factory with the landline of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Soon the pork truck arrived.

Zhou Rong, who had already arrived home, was dumbfounded when she saw Qian Wenlun fan carrying pork back.

Where can you see the smell of meat when you jump in the queue? There are only so many work points, and there are very few in exchange for rations. It is good to eat Chinese cabbage.

It means that I can eat good food every month when I go home, and taste the taste of meat.

Although I know that the family is well run by my younger brother, is it already so extravagant now? Buy pork by fan?
Zhou Rong stared at it.

You can tell at a glance that Cai Xiaoguang didn't tell her this.

Cai Xiaoguang was also a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect, what kind of family, it really bought a whole piece of pork.

"Kun'er, this pork is too much." Li Suhua was also a little shocked, when had he ever been so rich.

Qian Wen smiled, "Now it's enough for Chinese New Year."

"Enough, enough, my Bingkun has a solution."

Let Zhou Rong practice her knife skills and cut up the hard pork.

In the evening, I ate pork stewed vermicelli and large pieces of braised pork.

When sending Zheng Juan home, Qian Wen brought two big boxes of ready-made pork dishes, and a small half of a fan of pork. He overtook the three of them and didn't even finish a fan of pork, so he wanted the rest.

Time passed quickly, and Zhou Bingyi, who was in the Construction Corps, wrote a letter.

Li Suhua was very happy when he first received the letter, but after Qian Wen read the contents of the letter, he felt slightly depressed.

Zhou Bingyi couldn't come back, and the Construction Corps couldn't do without him for the time being, and Hao Dongmei couldn't take a leave of absence, and he couldn't come back for the Spring Festival this year.

He also wrote in the letter that he and Hao Dongmei were going to get married, which had been approved by the higher authorities, and he hoped to get the blessings of his family.

This made Li Suhua both happy and disappointed.

Couldn't attend my eldest son's wedding.

Li Suhua asked Qian Wen to reply a letter on the same day, trying to arrive before the year.

The letters are filled with words of concern and blessings.

Two days before the Spring Festival.

Jichun City, Railway Station.

The dusty Zhou Zhi just got off the train.

Looking at the familiar scenery, I felt a little moved in my heart.

On the way, I took a big truck along the way, and felt the familiar cold wind all the way to rush to the optical film.

Basically a letter every month, with too many thoughts accumulated in my heart.

Good at home.

My wife is good.

Has his troubled daughter truly repented?

When he was away, did the youngest son really support the old Zhou family?

There are so many thoughts in my heart, the closer I get to the optical film, the more I think, and the thoughts are chaotic.

It was not early when I got off the bus, and now it was dusk, and the bright red sunset glow hung in the sky, pouring on the optical film.

The pace was a few minutes faster, and soon arrived at the door of Lao Zhou's house.

But Zhou Zhigang, who was full of interest and emotions, was dumbfounded, slowed down his pace, and settled at the door of old Zhou's house.

Looking at the small second floor where the building is located, Zhou Zhigang felt a sense of strangeness in his heart, "This... this, where is home?"

At this time, Qian Wen pushed the door out and saw Zhou Zhigang standing at the door stupidly.

"Huh? Mom, my dad is back." Qian Wenyi was surprised, then he realized that he turned his head and shouted to Li Suhua who was making braised pork with Zheng Juan in the kitchen.

Qian Wen's voice brought Zhou Zhigang back to his senses, "Bingkun?"

"Dad, what are you doing.

Isn't it cold if you don't come in at the door?" Qian Wen smiled and stepped forward to take the bag from Zhou Zhigang.

Zhou Zhigang pointed uncertainly at the small second floor in front of him, and asked, "Where is our house?"

The old Zhou's house was built piece by piece by him, and now it seems to have disappeared. He doesn't know what it feels like in his heart, so he can't say it.

"Didn't I tell you in my letter that it has been rebuilt." Qian Wen said.

Zhou Zhigang blinked, and asked uncertainly, "Didn't the house only collapse on the wall?"

"That's right, that's why it was rebuilt." Qian Wen took it for granted.

Zhou Zhigang looked around, it was still the house and neighbors in his impression, and turned his eyes back to the address of the old Zhou's house. This small second floor, which was incompatible with the optical print, was still very strange, and it looked very new.

"Zhigang, are you back?" Li Suhua ran out, followed by a nervous Zheng Juan.

"Suhua, where is this house?" Zhou Zhigang saw his family members running out of the second floor one by one, and slowly confirmed in his heart that this was his home, but he couldn't believe it.

This change is too big, he just hasn't come back for three years.

"It was built by Bing Kun." Li Suhua said with a smile.

Zhou Zhigang looked at Qian Wen in disbelief. Qian Wen thought that he would boast about himself and say something that blue is better than blue.

But who knows, as soon as Zhou Zhi bent down, he picked up the shoehorn and called him.

Qian Wen was astonished, dodged and dodged.

"What are you doing?"

"Where's my house?" Zhou Zhigang shouted.

"Isn't it?" Qian Wen pointed to the second floor.

"Didn't you say the wall fell down?"

"Yeah, the wall fell down, so it was rebuilt.

The former one-story house is gone, and it has become the current small second floor. "Qian Wen nodded.

"I beat you to death, you took my house there."

Qian Wen ran away in a hurry, Zhou Zhigang chased after him.

Still shouting, "Stop!"

"Fix a wall and you tear down my house for me.

That's how you did it!"

"You told me that in your letter? That's what you said!"

Qian Wen ran outside, behind Zhou Zhigang with one bare foot and a shoehorn in one hand.

Li Suhua was stunned, what are the father and son doing, Zheng Juan was stunned, worried about Qian Wen, "Mom, Bingkun..."

"Damn old man, what are you doing here?" Li Suhua woke up startled, and hurried to catch up.

And Qian Wen took Zhou Zhigang around in front of the neighbor's door.

"Uncle Li, my dad is back~"

"Yo, Zhigang is back, you have a good son, look how magnificent that bungalow is."

"Uncle Zhang, my dad is back~"

"Zhigang is back, good boy Bingkun, you are so blessed."

"Uncle Zhao, my dad is looking for you~" Qian Wen shouted as he passed by the door of the neighborhood.

"Zhigang, Bingkun is a good boy, you are really capable, and you have taught well."

Soon, Zhou Zhigang could no longer chase Qian Wen, put on his shoes obediently, and was surrounded by neighbors.

Zhou Zhigang's embarrassment, everyone is praising Qian Wen, or all kinds of compliments, it seems that he just didn't know what to do.

Qian Wen stood not far away, watching calmly, the chase just now didn't make him move.

As for why Zhou Zhigang took off his shoehorn and chased him, because he said lightly in the letter that the wall of the house collapsed, and then he simply renovated it.

Well, that's all, not much more.

When Zhou Zhigang came back happily, he saw that the house he built was gone, so he couldn't be in a hurry.

You must know that old house, but he built it brick by brick, and he has lived there for so many years, and it has carried too many memories of him, and he couldn't accept it at once.

After all, the surprise is too big to eat.

Anyway, Qian Wen felt that Zhou Zhigang was so happy, um, it must be.

Li Suhua and Zheng Juan chased after her, "Bingkun, are you okay?"

"It's okay, my dad is very happy to see the new house, I can understand." Qian Wen said with a smile.

"Nonsense, did you tell your father about the house renovation in your letter?" Li Suhua asked.

"Say it, how could you not say it.

It's just that he didn't expect me to build such a big house. "

"Basket after basket of what, you go home first, I'll stop your dad." Li Suhua couldn't understand what Qian Wen was saying, and gave him a blank look.

Qian Wen shrugged, took Zheng Juan's hand, took Zhou Zhigang's luggage, and walked home.

"Bingkun, uncle..." Zheng Juan looked at Zhou Zhigang who was surrounded by people not far away, and his face was already full of boasting and smiling.

"It's okay, just a stubborn old man, it will be fine with the help of the neighbors for a while." Qian Wen said indifferently.

"I, I mean, will uncle like me?" Zheng Juan was a little nervous.

"I like you." Qian Wen said.

Surrounded by the crowd, Zhou Zhigang looked at the backs of Qian Wen and Zheng Juan.

(End of this chapter)