My village can't be like this

Chapter 630 Computer
Half a day later, Su Shaowen came back from outside with Xiao Siqi.

Before entering the house, I could hear hearty laughter coming from the corridor.

"Oh my God, where is grandpa taking you to rob?"

As soon as Xiao Siqi entered the room, Zhang An saw bags of snacks hanging on his body.

I was not very tall to begin with, and the bag of snacks was almost dragging on the ground.

Su Shaowen, who came into the house later, was not willing to be left behind, and his hands were also full of things.

"Where... where did you go, Grandpa? Where?"

When asked, Xiao Siqi wanted to answer, but he forgot the place and stuttered for a long time without making any clear answer.

"Supermarket, we went to the supermarket."

Hearing his grandson's request for help, Su Shaowen quickly said with a smile.

"Yes, we went to the supermarket and bought a lot of things."

With the help of his teammates, Xiao Siqi immediately raised his head and chest and said righteously.

And when they mentioned the things they bought, they stretched out their hands to gesture, to indicate that it was a lot.

"That's it. Grandpa took you out for just one trip and you lost so much blood. If you come a few more times, Grandpa's salary won't be enough to spend."

Zhang An looked at the things the old man and the boy brought back. He must have spent at least one or two hundred yuan. Fortunately, they were only food. If he had added some toys, it would have cost more than that.

It seems that my father-in-law's wallet has spent a lot of money today, and he gave a lot of money to Ding Yi.

"Dad, you too, just coax him, why do you take him out and spend so much money?"

Su Ying also somewhat resented her father for doting on the little one. Even though the family had money, it wasn't the right way to spend it.

"Just spend it. If Qiqi is happy, I'm happy to spend money on him. Besides, how much money can a child spend?"

Su Shaowen didn't care about this at all. Little Siqi was the apple of their eyes. As long as he was happy, he would think of a way to get him, not to mention spending money, even if he wanted the stars in the sky.

But it's true that Su Shaowen's money was not spent in vain. Since he came back, Xiao Siqi has never mentioned wanting to go home again.

In the afternoon, after buying so many snacks, little Siqi became busy, eating this and that, changing up the dishes in turn.

"You are not allowed to eat anymore. Do you hear me? Now you can't stop eating and you won't eat dinner."

Although Su Shaowen and Wu Qiuping both spoiled him, Su Ying never gave him a good look.

Originally, Su Ying had no objection to him eating snacks, but everything has to be eaten in moderation. If he couldn't stop eating after this meal, how could he eat dinner at night?

"Oh!"

After being yelled at by Su Ying, little Siqi quickly pretended to be obedient, fearing that if he was a little late, he would get a spanking.

Because usually when Zhang An hit him, he was just pretending and didn't dare to use any strength for fear of hurting him.

But Su Ying's mother is different. She is ruthless when she beats her.

The next day, although the little guy didn't call to go home again, he caused new trouble.

"Grandpa, are we going to the supermarket later?"

While holding the bowl to eat, the little guy looked at his grandfather eagerly, and the longing look in his eyes was amazing.

It seems that after going to the supermarket yesterday, he fell in love with that place.

"Why are you going? You bought so many things yesterday and you're still not satisfied. I think you don't want to go to the supermarket, you want to get beaten."

As soon as the little guy finished speaking, Su Ying's vicious eyes immediately glanced over.

She knew that her son was smart since he was young, but he was just too clever.

After being punished by his mother again, the little guy didn't dare to speak anymore, but his little mouth was raised like a bracket.

"Go, go, let's go after we finish eating, okay?"

When Su Shaowen saw his little grandson like this, he couldn't bear it anymore and quickly started to coax him.

Sure enough, after getting the answer from his grandfather, the little guy became happy again.

"You girl, too. Qiqi didn't ask you to take him with you. Why are you so fierce?"

Wu Qiuping also supported the little guy, as if Su Ying was a bad person.

"Dad, Mom, just spoil him."

Su Ying shook her head helplessly. She wondered why her parents' attitude now was so different from when they were children.

It was not until the seventh day of the New Year that Wu Qiuping and Su Shaowen had to go back to work, and the whole family planned to go home.

"Mom, can we not go home?"

Hearing that they were going home, the little guy asked with a frown.

"What do you want to do if you don't go home? Didn't you make a fuss a few days ago about wanting to go back and not miss your uncle Xiaotie and the others?"

Looking at her son who was changing every day, Su Ying said unhappily.

"I want to, but I can't go to the supermarket after I get home."

You know what, the little fellow actually thought about it seriously before speaking again.

"You only know how to go to the supermarket every day. You like going to the supermarket so much. I'll send you to Uncle Ding's house. Then you can live in the supermarket all day long."

In the past few days, this naughty boy at home has to be taken to the supermarket by his grandfather every day. Su Ying feels that she really needs to educate him well after returning home.

In the afternoon, before setting off, Su Shaowen and Wu Qiuping kept carrying things into the car.

It’s not a thing, but a masterpiece that the little guy brought back from the supermarket these days.

You don't know until you pretend. Once you pretend, you'll be surprised. Neither Zhang An nor Su Ying had expected that the trunk would be filled to the brim.

Returning home means the end of visiting relatives this year.

Moreover, these two days are already the seventh and eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and the festive atmosphere is not as strong as in the previous few days, and the excitement of the previous few days has also begun to fade.

When he returned home and saw the pickup truck parked in the yard, Zhang An knew that Chen Ze was back.

"You are back."

Hearing the sound of a car parking in the yard, Wang Fang came out of the house immediately.

"grandmother!"

As soon as Xiao Siqi saw Wang Fang, he immediately pounced on her.

"Haha, let's go to grandma's house together. Are you having fun?"

Wang Fang squatted on the ground, enjoying her grandson's coquettishness.

"It's fun. We'll go again next time."

Little Siqi kept nodding his head, and there was no sign of him saying it was not fun as he did a few days ago.

Zhang An and Su Ying were speechless watching from the side. How could they not be happy? He almost emptied the supermarket.

Wang Fang saw it when Zhang An and Su Ying were moving snacks from the trunk to their home.

"Xiao An, why did you buy so many snacks? Didn't I tell you to let Qiqi eat less of these things, otherwise he won't eat."

Although Wang Fang dotes on her grandson, she also has a limit. When she was in the village, she would rather make more things herself than take the little guy to the store.

"Mom, you are wrongly blaming me. We didn't buy these. Your grandson did it. He pesters his grandfather to go to the supermarket every day."

Zhang An spread his hands, indicating that he was unwilling to take the blame. Besides, he and Su Ying wanted to stop it, but they couldn't. So Wang Fang had nothing to say. How could she blame her in-laws for spoiling their grandson?

After all, the little guy is not only her grandson, but also the grandson of both of her in-laws.

"Grandma, I'm going out to play."

After staying at home for a while, the little guy drove his little jeep outside.

Not only that, there were also a lot of snacks in the carriage.

"Come back, come back. Don't take that much food out. Otherwise, you'll finish it and won't be able to eat when you come back."

When Wang Fang saw her grandson taking so many snacks out, she absolutely would not allow it.

"I don't want it. This is for Uncle Xiaotie and Aunt Yanzi."

This time, Xiao Siqi not only did not listen, but kept shaking his head.

"Well, if you don't eat tonight, I'll let your mother take care of you."

After hearing this, Wang Fang stopped trying to stop him. She also knew that her grandson had always been very generous and was willing to give everything to others.

Of course, it won’t work if you don’t know them.

"Zhang An, come out and help get it."

Not long after, Chen Ze's voice was heard from outside.

"I just got back, how did you know?"

Zhang An walked out and asked Chen Ze in confusion. He had just walked in when this guy came.

"When you entered the village just now, I saw your car, so I knew you were back. You can move it. This thing is a bit heavy."

Chen Ze put the things on the ground and said breathlessly.

"What are you moving? It doesn't look very big. Are you too weak?"

Zhang An saw two square boxes on the ground, but they didn't look big, and were even much smaller than their TV.

"Get out of here! You're the one who's weak. This is a computer. Even though it may look small, it's very heavy to carry."

Chen Ze immediately threw a look over and said, you can say anything about him, but you can't say he is weak.

"Computer? Why are you using this thing for me? We don't have internet here, so this thing is useless."

When Zhang An heard it was a computer, he stared at it for a while, then shook his head and said.

Computers these days are definitely big gadgets. Even though their display screens are as big as those of TVs, they cannot be purchased without a huge price. It is no exaggeration to say that they are made of gold.

But there is no internet connection at home, so no matter how valuable this thing is, it is useless.

Moreover, the Internet was just emerging those days, so even if you had a computer connected to the Internet, it didn't seem to be of much use.

After all, this is not the era of booming Internet as it will be in later generations. There are so many websites, programs, etc. that they have almost formed a third world.

"When I went back this year, I found out that I had a relative who was doing this, so I got two from him. Su Ying is a teacher, so she should be able to use this thing. As for the network, you don't have to worry about it. I've already asked someone to set it up. When I get it over in a few days, I'll get you one as well."

Chen Ze smiled and said that in his eyes, these things were nothing.

Zhang An didn't bother to be polite with him. Since it had been delivered anyway, he couldn't let him take it back.

"Okay, just follow the instructions. I'm going to go back and fix mine."

After Chen Ze finished speaking, he returned to the Dongli yard.

"You're back, Zhang An."

The next evening, when Zhang Jianwen was walking by the roadside, he looked into the yard, and after seeing Zhang An's car at home, he walked home.

"I just came back this afternoon, uncle, come and sit down."

Zhang An pulled a stool for Zhang Jianwen next to the stove.

"Since you're back, come to my place for a drink tonight."

Zhang Jianwen had nothing to do, but he saw Zhang An coming back and came in to call out.

"Oh? Is there anything going on with uncle?"

Zhang An was a little confused. Every time Zhang Jianwen called him over for a drink, he always had something to say.

"Hey, please help me."

Zhang Jianwen didn't say it directly, he just chuckled.

"Oh, I see. Don't worry, uncle. I will definitely come."

Zhang An didn't remember it at first, but then he slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered that Zhang Ping's wedding was a few days after the New Year.

I think the reason why my uncle came to call me this time was because of this matter.

"Haha, you have to be the representative this time, so you have to go there early."

Needless to say, Zhang An would be the one taking the lead when picking up the bride.

After all, he knew both Zhang Ping and Bai Xue, so this task would definitely fall on him.

"That's for sure. No one can snatch it from me this time."

Zhang An patted his chest and assured Zhang Jianwen. After all, when his family had problems in the past, the other person had helped with all his heart. This time it was time for him to give something back.

"By the way, uncle, what did those directors and screenwriters do when they came to our village a few days ago?"

Then Zhang An suddenly remembered the people he met at his doorstep on the day he came back from Longtou Mountain.

He had actually wanted to find an opportunity to ask for a long time, but he took his son to his father-in-law's house these two days.

"You mean those people? They seem to be from the provincial capital, and were brought here by people from our town. They said they wanted to shoot a movie here."

Seeing Zhang An asking, Zhang Jianwen explained.

"Filming a movie here? Is this true?"

Zhang An was stunned after hearing this. He thought that others came here to have fun, but he never thought that they came to the village to shoot a movie.

After all, Changqing is not a famous scenic spot or historical site.

"I didn't believe it at first, but later they said they would only shoot one section here, mainly in the bamboo forest and by the river."

In the eyes of Zhang Jianwen's generation, showing movies was a very great thing. In the past, there might not be anyone in the village who would come to show movies once a year, let alone people who made movies.

If they hadn't been accompanied by people from the town, he would have thought those people were scammers.

"So that's how it is. That's a good thing for our village."

If they only filmed some of the scenes, Zhang An felt that it was understandable. After all, the Purple Bamboo Forest could definitely be said to be a large sea of ​​bamboo, and the scenery of the river was not bad at all.

Anyway, no matter whether the other party is famous or what kind of movie he makes, this matter will only benefit the entire village of Changqing and not cause any harm.

If this movie becomes popular, the beautiful scenery of Changqing will naturally become popular as well.

If it doesn’t become popular, that’s okay, the village won’t lose anything anyway.

However, Zhang An felt that it was most likely the latter. After all, he had never heard of any famous director in the provincial capital in later generations.

"Okay, go over there earlier tonight. I'll go call the person first."

After saying that, Zhang Jianwen left. Their family wanted to invite quite a few people tonight, and basically all the established people in the village would be invited over.

(End of this chapter)