Super Connoisseur

"Oh, I can't let you wash the dishes. Hurry up. Go out and have a rest. Just have some tea and rest. I'll give it here." Aunt Chen thought everyone hadn't finished. Who knows these old men ate very fast.

However, she was gratified that almost all the meals she cooked were swept away. Although Aunt Chen didn't ask whether they were suitable or not, their behavior was the best proof.

Come and take several people in the living room to sit around the sofa. Zhang's father has made a pot of fragrant tea, which is also his habit after dinner. He has a cup of delicious tea to clean up his intestines and stomach. The whole person is particularly refreshed.

"Xiao Hei, don't you like this? Go to the kitchen and ask grandma Chen to bring you a juice." Zhang's father patted Xiao Hei's head and motioned Xiao Hei to go to the kitchen to get the juice himself.

There are no children in the family. Snacks and drinks are not enough. Huang Weiwei likes to drink the juice. She bought it and put it in the refrigerator. The two old people don't like snacks very much.

Apart from some healthy things and some nuts, they will hardly buy them, let alone have ready-made food at home.

Zhang's father was worried that the boy was not used to it. He thought about taking the boy to the supermarket next afternoon to buy him some snacks.

Xiao Hei is still a child after all. When he heard that he was asked to get juice, he ran to the kitchen happily. Children always have no resistance to sweets.

Seeing that Xiao Hei was so happy, Wang Yu couldn't help but say with emotion: "Grandpa, you don't know this boy. He was quite mature when he was with us. He looked like a little adult, and he was more or less wary of us. He didn't open his heart. After playing with you for a while, he felt as if his heart knot had been opened."

Wang Yu didn't say that everyone didn't care. When he said this, it seemed that it was true. It felt that the little sunspot seemed to be cheerful after coming here today. He smiled on his face. It felt that he was more like an innocent child.

As soon as Zhang Fu heard Wang Yu's words, he said proudly, "that's right. My children still have a hand. In the past, those children in our town liked me very much and often came to play at the door of my store. I also used some bits and pieces of the store to get them some toys. I'm very popular."

After that, Zhang's father took a sip of tea, looked at Zhang Feng and said, "even when Xiao Feng was a child, he didn't take my toys out to exchange snacks with his friends. At that time, there was no money at home. Adults were not willing to buy toys for their children. They had to do it by themselves." Zhang's father seemed to think of the past time and was very sorry.

Zhang Feng nodded and echoed: "yes, I think those toys made by my father were really anti falling and exquisite. Small pistols made of some parts could also be used as slingshots to fight sparrows. At that time, how many people wanted to go out to fight tits, especially in the summer vacation, all depended on these gadgets."

Zhang Feng can't help remembering the past. This man is getting older and older. He always misses the past. Zhang Feng didn't feel anything before. He has experienced it recently.

Especially during the period of amnesia, he felt that he seemed to be very vague about his previous memories. He felt that those memories were very far away from him, but now he had recovered most of them, otherwise he didn't know what to do.

If a person knows nothing about the past, it's like his life is incomplete, as if someone has stolen something, and this thing is particularly important to himself. This feeling has been repeated many times in Zhang Feng, which makes him very unhappy.

Now, although most of Zhang Feng's memory has recovered, he always feels empty in his heart, as if there is something missing, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable. However, according to the current situation, it must be said that it is a miracle that he can recover like this after being injected with drugs.

At least according to the report sent by Zhai Jing, the chance of recovery is very small, so Zhang Feng wondered whether it is because of his previous practice that there are no so serious sequelae now. It seems that he has to thank himself for his diligent practice before.

"If you have to go to work in the afternoon, go and be busy. You don't have to accompany me here. I'm going to take the kid to the supermarket and buy him some snacks. There's nothing in the house. You have to prepare something for the children." father Zhang saw everyone sitting still.

He felt that everyone wanted to accompany him, the old man. He was embarrassed to leave after eating. He knew that these people were not busy at ordinary times. He was also embarrassed to waste everyone's time. After all, they were all people with serious work to do, not as idle as he was.

Don't be unintelligent any more. Take these boys here to drink tea and chat with him. If they delay their serious business later, it's not good. Zhang's father urged them to do what they should do.

Wang Yu leaned on the sofa and felt that the old-age retirement life was really leisurely. He looked at Zhang Fu and said, "uncle, I'll go with you in the supermarket and bring it back to you. I'll go to work again. It's nothing today anyway."

When Wang Yu saw that Zhang Feng didn't say anything, he immediately thought that Zhang Feng estimated that there was something wrong, so he couldn't go with Zhang's father. Otherwise, with Zhang Feng's filial piety, he would certainly go with Zhang's father and send Zhang's father back.

After all, it is impossible for the old man to carry such a heavy thing back. Wang Yu's words surprised Zhang Feng. He was going to let Ba song follow his father to the supermarket. He just went to the store. Anyway, there was nothing wrong. He didn't need Ba song.

"If you have something to do, you can go. I'll let Basong follow them. You take me to the store. I happen to go and do something." Zhang Feng looked at Wang Yu. He knew that Wang Yu also loved his father, but he didn't know whether Wang Yu had anything to do in the company today. After all, Huang Weiwei wasn't there. He could only rely on Wang Yu alone.

"I'm fine. Look at you. You're all busy. I need someone to accompany me when I go to a supermarket. I'm not old enough." Zhang's father saw that the two people were fighting. He quickly interrupted and said, it's just a supermarket. It's only a few steps out of the community. Why send it here and there.

"No!"

"No!"

They almost spoke in unison, then looked at each other and smiled, "that's it. Wang Yu, you take me to the store, and then Ba song is responsible for accompanying me in shopping. When my father and Xiao Hei come back, you will pick me up in the store. All right?" Zhang Feng said and looked at Ba song.

He knew that Basong didn't trust him to go out alone, but he told Basong that he was going to the store and that Wang Yu sent him. He should be relieved.

He really doesn't want to drive alone now, so now he will take one person with him when he goes out. Generally, it is ba song most of the time, but Wang Yu and Deng Liang occasionally go out to work with him, and they will call them.

Once Ba song heard that brother Feng said so, he had no reason to say no, so he nodded and agreed. After all, this is not a difficult thing. At that time, as long as brother Feng is in the store, there is nothing to worry about.

After several people agreed, they went back to pack their things. Zhang Feng told his father again. He was worried that his father doted on the little sunspot too much. The child could not be spoiled, so he had to teach him. Who knows that his father was not happy as soon as he finished speaking.

"I don't know these children. I bought him some snacks. I don't know how to educate him. You don't see who taught them. The children I taught can still be poor. Do you think so?" father Zhang seemed very proud to look at them.

Wang Yu and Deng Liang couldn't help laughing. Wang Yu hurriedly said: "Yes, brother Feng, look at you. You are a living example. This is the best example. The children taught by my uncle are great. I don't think they can teach so well in school. Otherwise, Xiao Hei won't go to school. They can learn calligraphy with the old man at home and learn the traditional culture of our country. It's popular now. What's its name Come on, oh, yes, it's called Sinology. Yes, it's Sinology. "

Wang Yu flattered Zhang's father again. He said vividly: "Uncle, you don't know how popular this Chinese culture is now. Parents in many big cities let their children drop out of school, and then find that kind of private school to learn Chinese culture for their children. It's nothing more than writing calligraphy, reciting disciple rules and learning the way of Confucius and Mencius. Uncle, I think you're very proficient in these. After all, the things handed down by your ancestors can't be wrong."

Wang Yu's words were vivid and vivid, and Zhang Fu listened very carefully. Don't mention it. He didn't dare to say that he was very proficient in these things, but he also knew 7788. If he preached, he would have no problem.

But it seems unreasonable that a child doesn't go to school. Father Zhang also has some drums in his heart. After all, he hasn't brought such a small child, which is related to the future of others. He doesn't dare to make a decision casually. He looked at his son and wanted to hear what his son thinks.

Zhang Feng didn't expect Wang Yu to come up with such a bad idea. If he was his own child, Wang Yu didn't need to say. Zhang Feng thought the current teaching system was very problematic.

Academic pressure is too great and heavy. Children do their homework every day, learn their own texts, read tutorial classes, and are busy every day. They have to ask tutors at home and do all kinds of papers at school. It's really not a place for people to stay. It's very unscientific.

But this is not his own child after all. He doesn't dare to make rash claims, and the little black man has great ambitions. If he doesn't learn some real skills outside, he may not agree.

"Come on, come on, don't be blind. Xiao Hei, I must let him go to school according to the regular courses and then study in the University. How can I recite the disciple rules at home with my father? The disciple rules can't let me learn great skills. Stop and change clothes quickly." Zhang Feng hurried him back when he saw that Wang Yu was still wearing his family's casual clothes.