pasture leisure

Chapter 389 The Taste of Life

"Well, well, this house is good, this house is good".

Zhang Jiaren's old couple, together with Zhang Youpeng and Li Xiumei who followed behind, accompanied by Zhang Chi's young couple, visited the room, and all of them spoke highly of it.

Maybe it's because of Zhang Wen's big house, or because they really came to their own home. Now everyone feels much more relaxed than when they were at Zhang Wen's house.

"Sister, you live upstairs with us, and parents, grandparents and grandparents live downstairs, so you can save going up and down the stairs." Zhang Chi said to her when he saw his sister walking up the stairs with his little nephew.

"Okay, we can arrange it as you like, as long as we have a bed," Zhang Juan replied with a smile.

Zhang Chi also laughed twice, and then stretched out his finger: "That room, you go and have a look, if you don't like it, you can choose from the next few rooms at will."

"So good?" Zhang Juan replied with a smile. Before she finished speaking, she had already pulled her son and walked towards her room.

Zhang Chi turned his head to the elders at home and said, "Do you want to see our room?"

"What are you watching?" Zhang Jiaren smiled at his grandson and said, "It's all over, let's go down. I have a good chat with Da Hao. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I have a lot of words."

The old man doesn't want to do this. As an elder, he thinks he should look like an elder, and it's not a house he bought. He went to the grandson's wife's room and looked around. It's not embarrassing enough. of it.

Melika said at this time: "Grandpa, grandma, parents, I won't go down with you, I'm a little tired and go back to the room to lie down."

"Oh, you said you have nothing to do and take more rest, what do you do with us, hurry up, hurry up, the most important thing for you now is yourself...".

Hearing what Melika said, Li Xiumei and Miao Guifang looked worried.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll be fine after a while." Melika was a little embarrassed.

It is true that she is tired, and it is true that she is a little tired, but the real reason is that she feels embarrassed because she is not familiar with it. At the level of demons, it is normal to want to avoid a little bit, not to mention accompanying those who should be accompanied, and greeting those who should be greeted.

"You said that this child is too sincere, and she is still like this when she has a body..." Miao Guifang watched Melika enter the room, still thinking about it.

"Grandma, it's okay, let's go down." Zhang Chi put his arms around grandma's shoulders.

"You need to be more concerned. At this time, people need to care most. Xiaomei is a good boy. If you are careful, I will beat you," Miao Guifang said.

Originally, Miao Guifang was a little unhappy because Melika was a foreigner. She thought that foreign girls were not as good as Chinese girls, but after meeting Melica, Miao Guifang was very satisfied with Melica. , Whether it is in the way of dealing with people, or in the way of speech and behavior, it proves that Melika is a hearty and good daughter-in-law.

She has never seen a daughter-in-law in other places, so she doesn't know if it is good or not, but in the village where she lives, there is only one daughter-in-law like Melika. Now most of the daughter-in-laws married by other families are all four-character They are lazy and greedy, and there are not many serious ones.

Coupled with the fact that her great-granddaughter is about to be born, Miao Guifang naturally became concerned about this foreign granddaughter-in-law.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Zhang Chi smiled and helped grandma go forward, coaxing the old lady while walking.

This is his grandson, much more amiable than a son, Miao Guifang was coaxed into smiling without saying a word.

A group of people went downstairs.

"Uncle, Auntie, shall we play mahjong?" Zhang Youliang and his wife stood up immediately when they saw a group of people coming down, pointed to the small mahjong box on the coffee table and said.

"You man, uncle and aunt have been sitting in the car for so long, don't you want to take a break? What are you playing mahjong for?" Gu Ying complained to her husband helplessly, but her eyes turned to Zhang Jiaren and the others.

When Zhang Jiaren heard about playing mahjong, his eyes lit up immediately: "That's right, it's good to play a little mahjong."

"Uncle, you rest first, and tomorrow we will play a few laps with you and auntie!" Gu Ying said.

Miao Guifang smiled and said, "Daughter-in-law Xiaoliang, don't worry, we are not tired at all on this journey, and the big car is like a moving house, and we don't feel jolting, we walk all the way and sleep all the way, Before I knew it, I arrived in the town..."

Miao Guifang is boasting, one is to praise her granddaughter-in-law's arrangement, and the other is to praise the performance of the caravan.

The performance is naturally good, but if the old lady sees the bill for the car rental, she must take a quick-acting rescue pill and complain that the children will not live.

As for whether he was really tired or not, with Zhang Chi supporting him, he slept pretty well along the way, and the jet lag went very smoothly, no different from usual at home.

"Melika is careful. After all, she is a girl who is much better at handling things than Dachi." Gu Ying also followed Miao Guifang's wishes and gave Melika a hug.

It’s not just flattery, but I’m really full of it. Now let’s not talk about girls from white families, they are the second generation of Chinese Americans. Many girls who grew up in the United States don’t care about Chinese traditions anymore. Don’t look at all of them with Chinese faces. But the heart has long been red and blue. There are very few girls like Melika who can take care of her husband's family traditions. Young people nowadays are too self-centered and self-centered, so they don't want to care about others.

"Then let's go to the terrace outside and watch the scenery while playing mahjong?!" Zhang Youliang asked Zhang Jiaren and his wife expectantly.

Zhang Jiaren nodded and smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's go outside, it's still comfortable outside."

Hearing what Zhang Jiaren said, Zhang Youliang picked up the mahjong box on the coffee table, walked around the coffee table and helped the uncle to walk outside.

Soon, there was the sound of building walls on the large terrace outside.

Four of them went on stage, and two more were on the second floor beside them. It wasn't Zhang Youliang and Zhang Youpeng who played, but Gu Ying and Li Xiumei. The two men sat behind their wives, playing the roles of dog-headed military advisers.

As for Zhang Chi, he didn't even have the role of a dog-headed military adviser, and he became the waiter in the waiter, responsible for serving tea and water to the elders.

The cut fruit was put on a plate and brought to the table. Zhang Chi looked at it for a while, then sat down on the sofa not far away.

As soon as he sat down, he saw his sister walking out with his little nephew.

"Hey, how long has it been since you played mahjong?" Zhang Juan said with a smile when she saw that everyone was already playing mahjong.

No one paid attention to her, and no one said you came to play for a while. A group of elders directly ignored Zhang Juan, a junior, and concentrated on building their own Great Wall.

Cough!

Coughing twice in embarrassment, Zhang Juan turned her attention to her younger brother: "Why are you still lying down?"

Just as Zhang Chi was about to speak, he saw the little nephew twisting his neck all the time. He looked very strange. He followed the little guy's eyes and found that the little guy was looking at Moji.

"Mom, big black cat! Big black cat!"

"Black cat..." Zhang Juan turned her head and saw ink. She was startled and hugged her son.

"This is ink! Didn't you see it in the video?" Seeing his sister's appearance, Zhang Chi immediately came over and said while trying to drive the ink back.

"Ink? Is it so big?" Zhang Juan heard that it was ink, so she took a closer look and found that it was indeed ink, but she never thought that ink would look like this in reality. How could this be a big cat? , is clearly a leopard.

"Ink!"

Sun Xiao is only so old, a child of this age doesn't even know what a word is afraid of, and when he hears that it is ink, what else can he think of.

Ink? !
Hearing the word ink, several elders also turned their faces at the same time. They have all seen ink in the video, but this is the first time they have seen real ink.

"Good guy, this looks like a calf," Zhang Jiaren said.

"This thing is too big. It looks completely different on the phone. Does it bite?" Miao Guifang was a little worried about the safety of her great-grandson.

Gu Ying smiled and said: "Auntie, don't worry, Moji is good, don't talk about biting people, the timid will die...".

When everyone heard Gu Ying say a few interesting things about ink, they couldn't stop laughing.

"Still kicked out by the chicken?" Miao Guifang was a little disbelieving.

Gu Yingdao: "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it."

While the adults were chatting and laughing, little Sun Xiao stared at Moji and his eyes were shining, and Moji was also staring at Sun Xiao at the moment, as if he was thinking about why such a small human came to the family, and he was wearing the owner's stamp on his body. Chi's breath.

"Ink!"

"Don't mess with it." Zhang Juan was still nervous.

Zhang Chi saw it and said, "It's okay, ink is here."

Hearing Zhang Chi's greeting, Mo Zhi came over, moved to Zhang Chi's side, and rubbed his head against Zhang Chi's body, like a well-behaved big cat.

Now Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it anymore, and directly reached out his little hand to touch it.

Zhang Juan also belonged to the silly and bold type, and when she saw the ink like this, she reached out and touched it.

After a while, the two women began to hold the ink and started to pick up the mountain lion.

Ink was also excited now, and lay down directly to reveal its belly, and asked the two to scratch it.Obviously, Zhang Juan and Xiaoxiao's mother are also masters at picking up cats. One scratched their chin and the other scratched their belly, and they made the idiot Moji so stupid that they were almost going to have a tens of thousands of years with their mothers. Card.

Zhang Chi took a look here, well, everything was arranged, the elders played mahjong, the elder sister and the mother played mountain lions, and he could finally rest for a while.

So Zhang Chi sat back on the sofa, and a Ge You came to lie down, and put his feet up, looking at his pasture happily, listening to the sound of mahjong, and the yelling and yelling of his little nephew rubbing ink. Shouting, I suddenly felt that life should taste like this.

(End of this chapter)