Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 267 Blessing
"Isn't that only a few hundred?" My mother said, "Even if I want to come back, it's still a few thousand short."

"Yes, these two things have nothing to do with each other, but the cultural center is a public unit and owes money to private individuals. They won't treat me as a student. They will only treat me as Zhou Yuanjiang's son and Wu Lingjun's son. I don't behave properly. Go through the formalities that need to be done quickly, and it will be a matter of talking later."

Zhou Zhi patiently explained to her mother: "Godfather is not someone who cares about these people. I am a junior and I can't always mention it to him, so it is most appropriate for you to go and deal with this matter, Mom."

"That's right." My mother is also a person with excellent political literacy, and Zhou Zhi will understand: "Then I will talk about it. But if it is done..."

"I will contribute the thousands of dollars of fundraising." Zhou Zhi nodded, "Although I have spent all the previous money, during the peak season of winter vacation, one month will be the harvest of the previous two or three months."

"Ah? It's all spent? How come it's all spent?!" Mom was shocked: "Your hands and feet are rougher than Dayong?!"

"Mom, please keep your voice down." Zhou Zhi tugged at his mother's arm, "I just want to tell you, this time I found a lot of good things, and I have been asking my fourth cousin to collect them before, and now my family is in trouble. There are a lot of good things."

"But those things of yours..." Mom was a little anxious: "It's not suitable for eating or drinking..."

"Why don't you eat and drink properly?" Zhou Zhi said, "This time I'm going to the capital of Sichuan, so I can spare some time."

"This is called 'playing with fun'. If you don't do this, even if you are rich and powerful, you won't be able to fill it in."

"Don't make mistakes, and...be careful."

"You don't have to worry about these, I will find Shigong to handle this matter through Shudu Gongmei Shopping Mall."

"Then tell mom, you can make a lot of money this time."

Zhou Zhi thought about it, and made a sign of eight.

"Eight thousand?"

Shaking his head.

"[-]? That's impossible...so...[-]?" My mother thought she had figured out the truth, and smiled happily: "Just tell me why you were so honest this winter vacation, so you were waiting here!"

"Let's talk about it first. If you really can free up [-] yuan, then you will pay for the family's fundraising!"

Zhouzhi is now full, and he can open an account in the bank with his ID card and open an account in the stock market, so Zhouzhi is ready to take action.

What he wants is actually his mother's authorization for his actions. As for the income, the [-] is because the mother's pattern has not been opened, and she did not expect her to shrink back.

Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise Zhou Zhi would have frightened her when she opened her mouth.

In fact, the family is not without money, the reason why my mother wants to cry poor in front of Zhou Zhi is because she wants to find some money from Zhou Zhi.

She also knew that Zhou Zhi knew about her affectation, but she just bullied Zhou Zhi and dared not speak out.

Now that everyone has what they need, it is a joy to be a true mother, loving son and filial son.

"I heard that Shu Yi is going back to Sichuan with his father this time?" In the warm spring breeze, his mother suddenly made a sharp move.

"Well, Uncle Jiang seemed to have some conflicts with his family before, and he hasn't gone back all these years." Zhou Zhi was also silent, and performed a move of "closed like closed", quietly unloading the force sent by his mother to the past.

The so-called "conflict" in Zhou Zhi's words is actually the incident of the educated youth returning to the city.Back then, Jiang Qiao stayed in the small town of Jiachuan because of Du Yufen, and never returned to Sichuan. This matter was with the Jiang family.

My mother also sighed: "You, Auntie Du, are blessed. It's easy to find priceless treasures, but it's rare to have a lover."

Zhou Zhi was dumbfounded, you have the nerve to boast that he is blessed?Cheng Tianyi stretched out his hand and opened his mouth. He is best at being a parent and asking for gossip...

Just, yes, you.

Dad is a dignified bureau chief. After finishing his work outside, he goes home to cook, cook, wash, and sweep the floor. If he can’t let you do it, he won’t let you do it. Just like this, he is often picked on by you, and he doesn’t even have a controlling mother-in-law...

Just, yes, you.

I am the happiest one in Jiachuan... um...

Moreover, the variety of "loved man" is really not that scarce in my mother's generation. What kind of scumbag sea king, in this time and space, there is no room for survival.

"Actually...it's true to be plain." It's a troublesome thing to enlighten the elders. Zhou Zhi is thinking about how to express it so that his mother can understand what he means: "If something needs to be done vigorously to be successful, it means that , this matter encountered too much resistance.”

"We cannot deny that Auntie Du is really blessed, but we must also see the fear and painful choices before this hard-won success; we must also see the failures that accounted for the vast majority of countless similar situations. "

"What kind of blessing is something that you work hard to get? Lying here, a pie in the sky will fall into your hands, that is blessing."

"So I think, mom, you and dad come together naturally and without pressure, that is the real harmony and happiness, right mom?"

Seeing Zhou Zhi's earnestness, my mother also reacted, and gritted her teeth at Zhou Zhi: "Just pretend that I didn't say that, but if you dare to tell your father, don't blame me for killing my relatives righteously!"

"..."

The [-] Spring Festival Gala was CCTV's [-]th, logically speaking, the TV station should attach great importance to it.

Indeed, the theme of the party is also a gimmick of "New Year's Eve New Year's Eve, look back ten years later, love each other on the screen, and enter thousands of families with joy", but because the competition mechanism was introduced for the first time, the director of the party was invited to bid, but the result was not very effective. it is good.

It's funny to say, the core of the party is the program, and the selection of the program is the kingly way. I don't know why the big guys didn't react at that time.

However, this Spring Festival Gala has a very important feature, that is, the decline of cross talk and the rise of sketches.

Zhou Zhi believes that this year's Spring Festival Gala really marks the arrival of spring in the art category of sketches, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first year of sketches.

Cross talk has really declined. Hou Yaowen and Shi Fukuan's "Small Station Gala", both masters' skills are outstanding.

However, as a language program, it gave up the satirical function of pointing out the current malpractice and blindly changed it to praise and amuse. This is self-defeating martial arts.

On the contrary, it was the birth of two classic sketches that made this lackluster Spring Festival Gala a favorite to talk about.

"Mom's Today" and "I Want to Have a Home".

Speaking of "Mom's Today", many people don't know what it is, but Teacher Zhao Lirong's sentence "Tango is wading, wading, wading", made the audience happy for a year.

The roles played by Uncle Benshan and Teacher Huang Xiaojuan, who are loyal, honest, virtuous and kind, have also made countless audiences deeply moved by their laughter.

There are also many stars from Hong Kong and Taiwan participating in this session, including Andy Lau, Zhang Yusheng, Hu Huizhong, Harlem Yu...

The Little Tigers are also here, and Miss Xiaojuaner deliberately turned her head to compare Brother Dayong with the 21-year-old Wu Qilong. She felt that Zhou Zhi, a cousin, really didn't even want the Zhou family's "seeking truth from facts" for his own cousin. , Hu boasting.

Zhou Zhi really wanted to explain, but he couldn't explain, so he could only shut up in despair.

(End of this chapter)