Portable Museum

Chapter 26
"Then what the hell are you doing here? Show me that you have a girlfriend?"

"I want to be a good grandson, come and see you!" Zhang Junping replied bitterly.

Then he threw a box of Haizi’s special giant pandas to Hou Jianshe, “Don’t say that Grandpa has good things and doesn’t miss you!”

"Yo! All right! You can still get this good thing, you have a conscience.

Tell me, what's wrong with me! "

"Lend me the three wheels from your factory to ride, and I'll go home!" Zhang Junping would not be polite to Hou Jianshe.

Comrades, especially those who have come from the war, are all life-threatening friendships, so there is no need to be polite.

"Damn, borrowing a car is so awesome!" Hou Jianshe cursed, got up and went out without the time for the meeting, and the roar of the car sounded outside.

"It's cheap for you today, the factory manager's jeep is idle! Take it and drive it!" Hou Jianshe entered the door and threw the car keys to Zhang Junping.

"You give me your factory manager's car, what will your factory manager do?"

"The director of the factory went to Guangdong on a business trip, and I'm in charge of the jeep." Hou Jianshe is the deputy director of the logistics department of the glass factory and the leader of the car team.

He has the final say on who wants to use the car in the whole factory.

Even the director of the factory will let you run if you are in a hurry.

You can see the car, but you can't sit in it.

In terms of driving skills, how awesome is the XZ car soldier?
In terms of car repair technology, your average car repair master has never been an XZ auto soldier?
It can be said that for the cars in the entire glass factory, which car Hou Jianshe wants to let go, and which car must go.

Zhang Junping didn't refuse anymore, who would like to drive a three-wheeled car if he has a car.

In the jeep, Zhang Junping went straight to the Red Star Farm.

On the road, the back seat and the trunk of the originally empty jeep were filled with all kinds of mountain goods.

This time, Zhang Junping's museum space is considered empty.

When it comes to going home, Zhang Junping has mixed feelings.

Although he accepted all the memories of his predecessor, many times, especially emotionally, he was greatly affected by the memories.

Sometimes, even Zhang Junping himself couldn't tell whether he had really time-traveled, or if he just had a bizarre dream.

If it is a dream, how can the museum in my mind explain it.

If they couldn't tell the difference, Zhang Junping didn't bother to tell the difference.

Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, does it matter?

The most important thing is to live a wonderful life now.

Although I have adapted to the current life and the people around me.

But, after all, he is not the predecessor.

When facing people like Xu Shaomin, Ye Lihua, Hou Jianshe, Mrs. Yang and Qin Shumei, it doesn't matter.

but.

Now, what he has to face is the biological parents of his predecessor.

This is the biggest hurdle since rebirth.

Only by successfully passing through this level can we truly integrate into the world of the predecessor.

Feeling apprehensive, Zhang Junping drove all the way to the Red Star Farm.

When the jeep stopped in front of the house, Zhang Junping's uneasy heart suddenly calmed down.

Looking at the old house at home and the painted gate, Zhang Junping felt very cordial.

After getting out of the car, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the courtyard door.

"Who is it!" Hearing the sound of the courtyard door, a question came from the room.

"Me!" Zhang Junping replied.

"Brother is back!" A young woman came out of the house with her child in her arms, and she was pleasantly surprised when she saw Zhang Junping.

"Yuzhi is at home! Hey, the little guy grows up so fast, he has grown up in a blink of an eye.

Come, let the uncle hug! Zhang Junping smiled and stretched out his hands to the young woman.

Don't get me wrong, Zhang Junping is not picking up the young woman, but the child in the young woman's arms.

This young woman is Zhang Junping's sister-in-law Zhao Yuzhi, and the child in her arms is Zhang Junping's own nephew Tie Dan.

The little guy didn't recognize his life at all, staring at Zhang Junping with his round black eyes.

Grinning, he reached out to scratch Zhang Junping's face.

"Little Tiedan, do you still know Grandpa? Call him Grandpa!" Zhang Junping stretched out his hand to tease his nephew, Tiedan, in his arms.

Tie Dan is the child's nickname, Zhang Junping's father insisted on giving the child a humble name, saying that it would be easy to support.

The big names are ranked according to seniority, called Zhang Xianjun.

According to Zhang Junping, his father did not get the right to name the three brothers and sisters because he did not earn his grandfather back then.

Now to make up for the shortcomings of the year.

"Brother, have you eaten yet? Shall I cook you something?" Zhao Yuzhi was very enthusiastic and treated Zhang Junping very respectfully.

Unable to be enthusiastic and disrespectful, Zhang Junping paid 50 yuan to his family every month, and the quotas such as meat tickets and oil tickets were handed over to his family.

It is the couple who take advantage of the most.

In particular, the parents-in-law of the family have promised to renovate the house in the spring of next year.

At that time, I will definitely have to rely on this uncle who works in the city to get some bricks, some cement and so on.

"Don't bother, I came here after dinner. Just leave the child to me, and you can do your work." Zhang Junping laughed
Of course Zhang Junping knew why the siblings were so enthusiastic.

It's nothing more than the meat ticket that I take home every month!Oil tickets, cloth tickets and other bills.

"That's ok, brother, please take a look at Tie Dan, I'll go wash the clothes." Zhao Yuzhi turned around with a smile and went to wash the clothes.

This brother and sister are diligent and will come to trouble.

Such a person is the most pleasing and does not suffer.

Holding Tiedan, Zhang Junping was a little worried, as an uncle, he must bring something to eat for the child.

However, Zhang Junping thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of anything that iron eggs could eat.

What can a ten-month-old baby eat?
"Let's go, uncle hold you and let's go get things!" Zhang Junping simply hugged the child in one hand and went home to get things in the other.

Black fungus, hazel mushroom, Yuan mushroom, Hericium erinaceus, air-dried chicken, air-dried rabbit, bacon, pine nuts, hazelnuts, apples, hawthorn, honey and so on.

"Hey, why are you carrying so many things?" Zhao Yuzhi realized that there were a lot of things in the room after washing the clothes.

Zhang Junping was holding Tie Dan, and cut a piece of apple for Tie Dan to eat.

The ten-month-old child has just started to grow teeth, and he can't chew at all, so he can only hug and rinse, and drink some juice to eat.

"I went on a business trip to the Northeast this time, and I brought back some extra things that I didn't need by myself. I took them all back because I thought there were so many people in my family." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"There is no shortage of food at home. These things are quite expensive, right? You can use them as a favor! It would be a waste to eat them yourself." Zhao Yuzhi said that she was wasting food, but the smile on her face was more than that. It was more sincere and brilliant just now.

"It's a waste to feed your own family? Give some to my little sister later, and you can also take some back to your mother's house.

This thing looks like a lot, and there is not much in one point. "

"Brother, you, we have already taken a lot of your money. This month, you will pay for meat and oil. You should also keep some for yourself, so that you can find us a sister-in-law sooner." Zhao Yuzhi quickly put the things together and put them away. When he got up, he tried to persuade Zhang Junping not to take things home all the time.

　A new week has begun, everyone who has money will hold a money market, and those who have no money will hold a personal market.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)