From the red building to penetrate the heavens

Chapter 102 Another World 3: Going Home

"Xiao Jing is fifteen, and I'm looking after her. I think the boy from the Qi family on your team is pretty good, and he's about the same age. You can go check it out for me tomorrow."

"Hey, if I don't tell you, you really dare to think about it. Persimmon is the most promising youngster in our team. It turns out that he is a college student who is going to college. Even if he can't be a college student now, he can still drive a big car. , As a city person, you actually want to ask someone to marry a girl who has never read a book? Ha, I don’t have to ask, I can tell with my toes that it’s impossible.”

"Fuck you, what's wrong with Xiao Jing? She's fair and clean, with a pretty little face. She's hard-working and capable, has a sweet mouth, can talk, is tall, and has good fertility. Isn't this good enough? I'm afraid not. Want to marry a fairy?"

"I see you, you are really crazy, daydreaming every day. My Jixiang graduated from elementary school, and was sent to work in the commune by her mother's comrades. Do you see what I said? We have to be self-aware as a human being. I would be a persimmon. , not a girl who has a job in the city, I don’t want her."

"Okay, how dare you despise my daughter, I won't beat you to death."

"Hey, hey, don't move around. If you have anything to say, talk it over. When did I despise her? The food those little brats eat, the clothes they wear, the hair ties on their heads, all of them are not paid for by me. I want to despise her. Can she be so interested in them?"

Jia Amnesty: "..."

According to the memory package, this Li Chong seems to be a fisherman.

First, he was supported by Lu Hongxia's allowance and pension, and then he was supported by Lu Jixiang, who was working. He didn't work hard at all, and he only received the cents that only an eleven-year-old or twelve-and-a-half-year-old child could get.

The only thing he could do was to ensure that he himself would not starve to death, but that he would be well fed and clothed.

Thinking of Lu Hongxia's second son, Lu Fugui, who had dropped out of school to farm at home, and her third son, Lu Ruyi, who was still in elementary school, and then looking at the woman who was carrying food and clothing for a family of five on one shoulder, but not haggard and skinny, Jia She's fists hardened.

This man is so shameless.

Jia She was too lazy to listen to them anymore, so he turned around and walked back.

When he arrived at the door of his house, Jia She just patted the door tentatively when he heard a hundred-year-old sound coming from inside the house. Not long after, Qi Zhenzu opened the door.

Jia She frowned slightly. Why does this scene feel so familiar?
Qi Zhenzu was helping Jia She unload the packages on his body and said in an angry voice: "Keep your voice down, your grandparents and the others are all asleep."

"Are you hungry? Your mother has fried sesame paste for you, and dad will make some for you."

Without waiting for Jia She's answer, Qi Zhenzu carried the package and put it in Jia She's room. He turned around and took Jia She's washbasin and towel and went to the kitchen.

Seeing this, Jia She entered the kitchen obediently, washed his hands and face under the hot water prepared by Qi Zhenzu, and drank a warm bowl of sesame paste.

Although the sesame paste that Yi Chunzhi and Fei Liangjuan fried was not as delicate as the ones made in the small kitchen of Rongguo Mansion, it had a unique flavor and suited Jia She's appetite. He drank a bowl of sesame paste in the blink of an eye.

Qi Zhenzu said with a smile: "Do you want more? Your mother fired a lot, enough for you to take to the work for two or three months."

Jia She shook his head and poured water from the pot into the bowl. He then used a wooden spoon to stick the edge of the bowl to the bowl and hung it up before drinking the water. He said at the same time: "Why did mom fry so much?"

"Hey, doesn't this mean your mother feels sorry for you? Seeing that you didn't come back after going to work, she cooked some more for you. When you're hungry, you can borrow hot water from your colleagues to drink."

Qi Zhenzu squeezed Jia She's shoulders, arms and legs up and down. Seeing that Jia She had become much stronger, he said happily: "It seems that you are doing well in the unit, and you are quite strong." "Indeed, the unit canteen There is meat every meal, but the food is even better when I go to the small canteen of other people's units. I can't even survive forty kilograms of food a month. How can I not be strong if I eat every meal? I feel like I'm tired He’s grown a lot taller.”

Jia She poured some more hot water and planned to simply clean the bowl, but Qi Zhenzu grabbed it directly and said, "Go, go, you don't need to wash it, go back to the house and sleep."

"Your mother thought that you would be back soon, so she kept calling me to warm your bed. You can go and sleep now. The bed should not be completely cold yet."

"Okay, I'm going to bed now, Dad, don't be too late."

Jia She was not surprised at all that Qi Zhenzu would warm the bed, because Qi Zhenzu had always done this.

The original owner also protested, but the four elders of the Qi family didn't respond. They asked the original owner to go to their room and sleep together without warming the bed.

no way.Qi Shitou, Fei Liangjuan and Qi Zhenzu Yi Chunzhi had many children die, and the only one left was really their lifeline. If they couldn't protect it well, if the objective conditions hadn't allowed it, the original owner would have been spoiled like a naughty child.

Back in the house, Jia She entered the realm of chaos and then transferred to the spiritual spring space. He had a midnight snack, watched TV for a while, took a bath, and practiced some soul skills. After a set of procedures, he left the realm of chaos. , climbed into the bed with a hint of warmth and went to sleep.

Jia She took a deep breath. Well, the quilt smelled like sunshine. It seemed that the family members were being taken apart and washed every now and then.

One night later, Jia She heard the noise outside and got up, carrying a large package and going out. The four elders of the Qi family were surprised when they heard the sound of the door opening.

"Persimmon, why did you get up so early?"

Jia She put the package in the hall, opened it and took out everything, including embroidery needles, hair ribbons, toothbrushes and soap, and cloth and brown sugar.

"I've been following Brother Bao on the road these days, and I've been to a lot of big businesses, where I can buy defective products for free. They're very cheap, so I bought some as soon as I saw them."

After saying that, fearing that they would complain, Jia She quickly took out the remaining money from his cotton-padded coat and said, "Don't scold me, I didn't spend money randomly. Here, the money and tickets are here, a total of 133.6 yuan."

The four elders of the Qi family counted the money and receipts one by one, and asked suspiciously: "Why so much money? Didn't it say 42 a month?"

Yi Chunzhi grabbed Jia She's arm and said anxiously: "There is a subsidy for running long distances. Persimmon, please tell me honestly. Did you run long distances?"

Jia She curled his lips helplessly, knowing that he couldn't hide it from Yi Chunzhi, and explained: "Well. Mom, you know, how old is our Mingde County, how much can we transport in a day? Two of them are enough to support the sky. "

"And there are basically no young people around my age in the unit. Those old employees all have families. Even if they want to take care of their families, they can't keep having people travel long distances and stay away from home every day."

As he spoke, Jia She looked around, stood up and walked around to the back of the seat that was just under his buttocks. He put his index finger through the hole in the back of the chair and picked up the solid wood chair.

"You see, I am very strong. My driver is very skilled. I learned two tricks from him. Now no one in the entire transportation company can beat me except my master."

The eyes of the fourth elder of the Qi family widened as they watched Jia She lift the heavy country chair up with just one finger. Their faces were full of disbelief. In their impression, Persimmon should be the same as him. Those brothers and sisters who died in infancy are just as fragile.

(End of this chapter)