Return to the exciting era of 1999

Chapter 701

"Zhiqiang, here are snacks and milk powder. You can take whatever you want. My grandpa and I go out to the fields. When we can't handle the little ones, we call our auntie."

Wang Jue was made dizzy by the two little guys, and he happened to regard Wang Zhiqiang as free labor.

"Cousin, why don't you take one away... where are you? They run so fast! Come on, Routuan No. [-] crawls this way, I'll teach you, Routuan No. [-], come here..."

Facing the two little guys, Wang Zhiqiang especially likes them.

When going out, I hold one and carry one on my back.Unlike Ning Caiyun and the others who took care of the little guy carefully, there was a baby crawling on the floor, and when the room was very hot, Wang Zhiqiang put the little guy on the ground, and a few of them sat there to play.

Ning Caiyun was worried about the safety of the little guy at first, and after observing secretly for a few days, she was completely relieved after confirming that there was no problem.

Occasionally, Wang Jue watched the child by himself, and Wang Zhiqiang and Ji Heng pushed the car to the forest to find branches, or went to the field to do some farm work, and the haze deep in his heart gradually dissipated.

"Donglai, why don't you move Mr. Wang's grave here? I think we can find their files. This will be good for restoring the old man's identity, right?"

Wang Zhiqiang finally settled down by Ji Ping's side, Li Xun asked tentatively when he was drinking with Ji Dong one day, Ji Dong came to see his father, then shook his head.

"I have talked about this issue with Mr. Wang before he was alive. I hope that Mr. Wang will come to live with us. The old man is upright, so he can give us a town house, but the old man disagrees!"

Speaking of this matter, Ji Donglai felt bad...

"We don't have the face to go back to the Northeast. We haven't called back for so many years. We were ordered to enter the customs, and the young commander didn't come back. We are ashamed of our fathers and folks in our hometown."

"The children in my hometown set up the Northeast Volunteer Army by themselves. Compared with others, we can't hold our heads up. They all died in battle. We would rather die in our hometown. Now the people in the customs don't want to see us, and we can't face the people in our hometown. That's it, where you die in battle, you'll be buried there..."

Every time he thought of these things, the voice of the old man Wang Guangzhi rang in his ears, and Ji Donglai couldn't be calm for a long time.

Loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness are most clearly reflected in the elderly. Under the leadership of the Fifth Column, no one cares about the existence of the Northeast Volunteer Army. They only focus on the Northeast Army entering the pass.

You say he is right or wrong?Ji Donglai didn't want to tell the difference anymore, after all, the old man didn't care anymore.

"Has Xiao Hu not contacted you recently? Does Xiao Hu know about Zhiqiang? Don't let others misunderstand. After all, girls are not so enlightened. Although they do good deeds, don't let your partner misunderstand?"

Seeing Wang Zhiqiang teaching the two little guys to walk in the distance, Li Xun felt uncomfortable.

Once a prejudice is formed, it cannot be cut by a knife or an axe, nor can a typhoon blow it down.

"It should be fine. Let's forget about this. I have to go back in two days. How about we go together? I have a batch of equipment at the customs. Brother-in-law, please keep an eye on me."

"We bought another set of photosensitive glass equipment, and I have to clear the imitation equipment..."

When it came to Hu Lijuan's matter, Ji Donglai changed the subject directly, while Li Xun rolled his eyes and thought secretly that he is a master of the universe shifting.

Stayed with Wang Zhiqiang at home for a few days, and saw that the little guy was getting along well with his family, so Ji Donglai returned to Hebei.

"The Dragon Boat Festival will be over soon, let's go after the festival at home, you child!"

Before leaving, Ning Caiyun got Ji Donglai red string, boiled eggs, and took various specialties from home.

"Mom, I will spend holidays at home often in a few years, and this time the leader has helped us a lot. I have to rush to the house to thank you, otherwise people will think that we don't understand etiquette, and it will be bad. You can just stay at home..."

Reluctant to let go of Ning Caiyun's hand, Ji Donglai boarded the plane to Hebei.

What Ji Dong was talking about was actually Mr. Deng, whose family was in a county in Hebei.

After getting off the plane, Ji Donglai handed over all the specialties at home to his subordinates, and he and Xin Li personally visited Mr. Deng's home with gifts.

"What crooked ways are you doing to me, kid? Do you want me to throw it out for you?"

Seeing Ji Donglai come to the door carrying things, Mr. Deng had a black line on his forehead, and Mr. Deng's wife also frowned.

Both of them belonged to the system, and Mr. Deng's wife had a much higher position than Mr. Deng, so she disliked such things.

"Mr. Deng, there are no expensive things. We set up a poverty alleviation project in Yakou Village. This is their fruit wine and local eggs. This is a rolling felt hand-woven by the villagers. It is a treasure that is warm in winter and cool in summer."

"Mature vinegar and stone buns from Shanxi, this is chili oil from Sichuan, not Moutai or Wuliangye, don't worry. Northeast-style red sausage and Amur river's sturgeon can all be lowered!"

Faced with Mr. Deng's anger, Ji Donglai didn't panic at all, and together with Xin Li put these 'worthless' things on the table one by one. Mr. Deng was dubious, opened the wine jar, and sure enough, a strong aroma of fruit wine wafted across the table. Come.

"Hey, it's really true. Master, come here and smell this, cherry wine, pure. Didn't you talk about this thing, some drank it... Donglai, you kid really didn't lie, and moved the things for your sister-in-law. Over there in the kitchen, next time we can’t fix this, I’ll give you money later, it’s not easy for villagers to make money!”

Things are good things, Mr. Deng likes these authentic things from the bottom of his heart.

President Deng's lover is also in a much better mood at this time, especially cherry wine is the other party's favorite.

It's not that no one gives gifts to the other party, and none of them are pure. Most of them are manufactured products of that kind, or they are soaked.

The two wine jars brought by Ji Donglai are completely brewed by local methods, and the taste is different. When the middle wine is scooped, a mellow aroma comes out.

Ji Donglai helped move things into the shaded balcony of Mr. Deng's house, Xin Li helped Mr. Deng's wife cook, and Ji Donglai and Mr. Deng sat at the table and began to drink village juice.

"The recent project is good. According to the information I have learned, the audit should be no problem. By the way, hasn't your company moved closer to the coal company recently? The coal group has taken off in the past two years, and some of my classmates have blown up with me. God, I don’t know how to spend the money, I have the momentum to buy a city..."

The food was served soon, Mr. Deng and Ji Donglai started talking over there.

Mr. Deng began to feel better after eating pure organic vegetables.

"Thank you Mr. Deng for helping us revise the plan, otherwise we won't be able to grasp the key points, so I'll do it first!"

Raising the glass of cherry wine, Ji Donglai first expressed his thanks to Mr. Deng, after all, Mr. Deng really helped him this time.

(End of this chapter)