Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 41: Chapter 41

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the house was cleaned early in the morning. Zhou Wenliang and Zhou Wenwen swept the house and the floor, wiped all kinds of horns, and Zhou's mother steamed jujube buns.

Today, every household steams some steamed buns, especially red date steamed buns, which are available in various styles.

Zhou Wenliang has been paying attention to Xu Damao's movements, and wants to sabotage the blind date between Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe, but he doesn't know where Lou's family is, he can't see anyone, how to destroy it, he can only start from Xu Damao.

But Xu Damao went back to the old house early in the morning. Zhou Wen shook his head resentfully, finished cleaning the house, said a word, and rode to the big leader's house.

Director Yang informed him yesterday morning that he would come to the big leader's house to show a movie today.

When he arrived at the big leader’s house, it was Secretary Guo who led him in last time, and it was the screening room last time. The big leader hadn’t come yet. Secretary Guo explained: “You wait here for the meeting, the leaders are in a meeting, come over later .”

"Brother Guo, don't worry, I understand the rules."

Secretary Guo smiled and exchanged some pleasantries, thinking that this kid was sensible, so he patted his shoulder, turned around and left.

Zhou Wenliang thought it would be a long wait, but he didn't expect the big leader to bring people in after about 10 minutes.

Seeing Zhou Wenliang, the big leader still smiled: "Xiao Zhou is bothering you again today."

Zhou Wenliang quickly waved his hand: "No trouble, no trouble at all, today is a holiday, if you don't ask me to come, I don't know what to do at home."

"Haha, you, you..." The big leader laughed dumbly, and then said:
"Then let's get started."

Zhou Wenliang got ready, and after the big leader and the others were seated, he switched on the projector.

The screening was "Honghu Red Guards". Zhou Wenliang watched it several times, and he could sing all the songs in it, so he didn't bother to watch it.

After the boring screening was over, Zhou Wenliang packed up his things and was about to leave, but the leader's wife stopped him.

"Xiao Zhou, wait a moment."

Seeing Zhou Wenliang stop, the leader's wife came over and asked, "Xiao Zhou, why are you leaving in such a hurry, you don't eat here anymore."

Zhou Wenliang said politely, "I won't be here anymore, so I'm going to trouble you here."

"Hey, you kid is still polite, you don't have to be polite here, you can go back after dinner.

By the way, did you promise the little girl of the Zhou family some conditions? "

Zhou Wenliang scratched his head, Zhou family?

"Hey, I can't remember, it's just Xiaobai, who was the little girl when you came last time."

Zhou Wenliang suddenly realized, and patted his head: "Remember, I did promise to teach her how to draw. Didn't this just fall into the rolling mill recently? I forgot about it."

"Look, Xiaobai has come to my place several times to look for him. He knew you were busy and didn't rush you. Don't leave now. When Xiaobai comes over, you can tell her."

Zhou Wenliang nodded, and responded, eating is still in the back kitchen. Sichuan cooks have been in Beijing for many years, and their accents have changed, and they can't hear the old Sichuan flavor.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Xiaobai ran over, met him and complained to him, saying that he was not worth what he said, and made her wait for so long.

If Zhou Wenliang hadn't seen her as a five-year-old girl, he would have thought that he was complaining about a heartless person who had always been chaotic and had given up after just hearing this!

However, he couldn't afford to offend this little girl.

Zhou Wenliang explained with a wry smile, teaching her to draw is simple, but it is not suitable for a big leader to teach her.

"Go to my house, I have already prepared things for painting at home."

Zhou Wenliang nodded and said goodbye to the leader. The leader said some polite words and asked Secretary Guo to see him off.

Secretary Guo gave him some gifts prepared in advance.

Zhou Wenliang refused, and Secretary Guo put it in his hand: "Take it, if you don't take it, I won't be able to do business when I go back."

Zhou Wenliang took a look. There were a lot of gifts, including tea cakes, and a piece of Yushan black pork, which weighed four to five catties.

Having said all that, Zhou Wenliang couldn't help it, so he took his things and followed Zhou Xiaobai to her house by car.

The Zhou family is not far from here, and they live in

District compound, which has the most magnificent housing area, that is, the building
The defense is tight, and no one can lead in.

The interior here is a small world, with its own nursery school, children's primary school, standard swimming pool, auditorium, art troupe often come to perform, and various special supplies and services, and it is managed militarily.

This is much happier than outside, no wonder the children here have a sense of superiority.

When I arrived at Zhou Xiaobai's house, I saw her father Zhou Zhennan. He was full of majesty, but he was very polite to him.

Zhou Wenliang was originally teaching others how to draw without plotting anything, so he sat upright, upright, spoke in an orderly manner, and was full of vigor.

This made Zhou Zhennan like this young man very much, he looked like a good soldier, and asked him if he wanted to go to the army to practice.

"Oh, Dad, why do you want everyone to go to the army when you see someone?" Zhou Xiaobai coquettishly held Zhou Zhennan's hand and said dissatisfied.

"Haha, okay, are you afraid that if I let Xiao Zhou go to the army, no one will teach you how to draw, so you object."

"What, ignore it." Zhou Xiaobai got up and pulled Zhou Wenliang who was on the sofa beside him, and left.

"Big brother, let's go to the study, you teach me how to draw..."

Zhou Wenliang: "Okay, okay, slow down..."

Zhou Zhennan shook his head with a smile, patted the armrest of the sofa, and muttered: "The young man is also in good shape and has a righteous mind. It's a pity not to go to the army."

It's a pity, Zhou Wenliang didn't know it, and when he entered the study, he saw these two bracket drawing boards by the window, with all kinds of brushes, pencils, and paints.

This is even the brushes and oil paints for oil painting are ready.

Well prepared.

Zhou Wenliang knew a little bit about Western painting. Seeing that everything was well prepared, his hands were itchy, so he asked Zhou Xiaobai to stand by the window and draw an oil painting for her.

The little girl in the painting is cute and beautiful, yet agile, Zhou Xiaobai likes it so much, he wants to learn this.

It was the first time for Zhou Wenliang to teach apprentices, so he was a bit slow in teaching.

When I went back in the evening, I took a bunch of gifts from the Zhou family, including four bottles of Moutai, two panda cigarettes, and a [-]-style woolen military coat.

Zhou Wenliang mainly likes this woolen coat.Well, the one on the guard, he said it looked good, and wanted to try it. Seeing that he liked it, Zhou Zhennan decided to give it to him, so he would have no military rank. If he didn’t wear high and low, he would be a colonel

The most popular in this era is the military uniform. There is a catchphrase: Crazy or not, look at beige.

Pointing to the military uniform.

Wearing a general school woolen coat is loose, not dirty, wear-resistant, and has sharp edges and corners, straight and slender, and exquisite materials. As long as you walk on the street, you will turn heads very often.

Zhou Wenliang wanted to buy one before, but he couldn't find it in Pigeon Market for a long time.

When I arrived at the courtyard, I saw Yan Jiecheng. He also just came back from the outside. Looking at his exhausted appearance, it was another day of hard work.

"Xie Cheng, where did you go? Why are you so tired?"

Yan Xiecheng's cotton-padded coat and trousers were covered with dirt, and there were traces of dried sweat on his face. He saw Zhou Wenliang standing behind him pushing a cart. Big chunks of pork.

Yan Jiecheng was very envious, and said with a wry smile, "I went to the warehouse. You just came back, and you have so many things."

"Yes, I went to the leader's house today. Isn't work down? Why are you still going to the warehouse?"

Yan Jiecheng worked with the help of the street, and worked as a temporary worker in the branch of the rolling mill, which cost 18 yuan a month.

"Oh, I'm not as good as your family. If I don't work, it's hard to get married."

Zhou Wenliang asked strangely, "Are you getting married?"

"No, it's still early! Save money for two years first, or I won't have any money, and my salary will be collected by my father."

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(End of this chapter)