Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 87 No.80 Chapter [-]: Oil and salt do not enter
Old Yuan Shi also came out, seeing that Zhang Yang was back, he asked him a good question.

Zhang Yang answered honestly, picked up something to talk about, and handed over the roast chicken he bought, and then took Zhang Lihua to Zhang's yard.

Zhang Laodou, who was sitting in the upper room, had heard the movement a long time ago, knowing that the boy had returned, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were very cold.

The old Mrs. Deng who was sitting in the same room didn't move, as if he didn't hear the grandson came back.

She has never liked this grandson, and she can't beat or scold her, so she always ignores him, and pretends that there is no such person, and everyone in the family knows about it.

So for Zhang Yang's return, only Zhang Lihua was so happy in the whole family.

Seeing that no one greeted him, Zhang Yang didn't go up to the room, and went straight into the room on the left. He didn't come back for a long time, and there was no place for him at home. The loose bed in the room.

Zhang Laodou watched people enter the house of his precious grandson, the ribs on his face twitched, but he didn't scold him directly, instead he said casually: "This kid, he hasn't come back for a long time, and he doesn't know how to come with us It's not customary for the two elders to say hello."

These words made Old Deng's scalp ache like a curse, and anger burst out of her eyes, spreading all over her face, "What boy! Who's back? I don't know!"

As he said that, he rushed to the door in two steps, and yelled twice into the kitchen, "Miao Shi, is the rice ready? Hurry up and bring it in for dinner!"

The house is only this big, and I can't hear any movement, if I really want to listen carefully.

Soon, Miao took her daughter Zhang Zaohua and brought all the food to the upper room.

Zhang Lihua still helped fetch the bowls and chopsticks. Thinking that her brother was back, she took an extra pair, but she was scolded as soon as she entered the upper room, "Did you sleep stupidly last night? You can't even count." Don’t know? How many people in the family don’t know? Put the extra bowls and chopsticks back for me quickly!”

Zhang Lihua was about to say that my brother was back, but she was glared at by Mrs. Deng, so she refused to open her mouth, took out a bowl and a pair of chopsticks tremblingly, and was about to turn around.

Suddenly, a big hand reached out and took the bowl and chopsticks.

Zhang Yang didn't pay attention to the expressions of the people in the room, and sat down boldly on the left side.

The old Mrs. Deng immediately scolded, "Where did the brat come from? There are rules and no rules? When I came back, I didn't know how to say hello to the elders, and I didn't say anything. I didn't have your lunch today, so I went hungry!"

"Grandma, don't worry that I'm hungry. I'll just eat this." Zhang Yang looked like he wouldn't eat oil and salt, and didn't listen to the old Deng's anger at all. He put the oil paper bag in front of him and opened it. Inside was a delicious roast chicken. As soon as he grabbed the chicken leg, he started to eat it.

Old Deng was so angry that he almost pouted. He pointed at Zhang Yang and said nothing for a long time. This kid has been like this since he was a child.

Zhang Laodou's eyes were so cold, God knows how hard it took him to control himself not to teach this kid himself.

This kid looks so much like Li Dahui, his eyebrows and eyes are carved out of the same mold, even more like his father.

So when he was young, he couldn't tolerate this kid, and wished that he would run out and never come back, just like that Li Dahammer.

It's a pity that this kid has a lot of life and a solid skin. Throughout the year, he always comes back to anger him time and time again, making people feel like a thorn in his throat, but he can't get rid of it.

Back then, why couldn't the trafficker get him away.

Zhang Laodou sighed in his heart, turned his head to look at Old Deng, and persuaded him instead, "The child is not sensible, don't get mad at yourself, sit down and eat."

"Eat, eat, eat, how can you still eat?!" Old Deng gritted his teeth angrily, turned around and took the feather duster from behind, "I will kill you, a heartless little bastard who only cares about eating himself!"

The feather duster came over unexpectedly, but Zhang Yang, who was gnawing on the chicken leg, seemed to have eyes, picked up the oiled paper bag, quickly dodged, and had already slipped out of the upper room.

"I'd better go back to the house and eat by myself! Eat slowly!"

Old Deng chased her out, but the door was locked from the inside, and she couldn't bear to smash the door, so she went back to the upper room angrily, threw the feather duster, "Eat!"

No one could tell that she was getting angry, so she didn't dare to speak, and started eating sullenly.

Zhang Laodou's eyes were a little dark. This kid, who hadn't come back for several months, seemed to be a lot more flexible and stronger.

He's getting older, and the bigger he gets, the harder it is to handle.

It was too late for him to regret not being able to push forward at the beginning.

Zhang Lihua sipped a bowl of clear porridge with few grains of rice in it, thinking that her brother was the best.

If only she could have the strength of her brother.

It's a pity that she is a girl, and she would never dare to go out.

In the Song family kitchen, the grandparents and grandson were holding porridge and a roast chicken on the table. Listening to the movement next door, Song Qiu couldn't help but choked his throat and coughed a few times.

Old Yuan looked at it, sighed twice, but didn't say anything.

Two people couldn't finish a roast chicken, so Song Qiu set aside a chicken leg and planned to give it to Lihua when they went to collect firewood together later in the afternoon.

After eating, you have to take a nap.

In the Zhang family's room, the open window blows the afternoon breeze, which is cool, but also a bit cool.

Zhang Laodou was lying on the pillow, looking at the old Mrs. Deng who was sitting over there doing needlework, thinking about something, and said in his mouth: "Zhang Yang has passed 15 years old, it's time to kiss him, in the past He can't run around the house, and it's rare that he's at home, so when he comes back this time, you can serve him some snacks, and settle the marriage for him, and if he's married, he won't be able to run away."

Old Deng scoffed, "I'm so angry with him, how can I help him manage his marriage? I don't make decisions about marriages like Taohua Songong's. In their generation, they let them do it on their own." Parents decide, it’s rare for me to bother.”

"That's what I said, but the second and second couple have been in Cheng's house all year round, so how can they have this free time? You might have to worry about it, but fortunately, these two are the only ones that you need to worry about, so you can do your best to help them get along .” Zhang Laodou said in a tone of consideration for the child.

Old Deng scoffed again, "Help him with a match? You see, in these ten miles and eight villages, whose girl would be willing to marry him? Whose girl will marry him if he doesn't stay at home all day long and doesn't implement it? He is blind, I will not do such a thankless task!"

"That's true, who told this kid to be out of tune?"

Zhang Laodou nodded, but said again: "But he is our grandson anyway, can he really ignore the important things in his life? Maybe this kind of girl doesn't like him, so you can ask people to go far to inquire. Those who don't know Fame, the family conditions are not very good, there will always be a girl who is willing to marry, our Songshan Village has good mountains and rivers, what's wrong?"

There was a glimmer of light in old Deng's eyes, and after a long silence, he said reluctantly, "Look later, if you have a picture, I won't bother you."

"Okay, anyway, you have some snacks."

"understood."

(End of this chapter)