Reborn My 1993

Chapter 262 The Uninvited Guest

Zhang Yiming put the wooden gun into his trouser pocket, reached out and moved the old cotton-padded jackets aside, and prepared to open the box.

But the box was locked, and the lock was still very new, obviously not the same as when it was taken out of the warehouse.

What exactly is in this box?

Because of reliving the first life, Zhang Yiming's curiosity can be said to be very weak compared with ordinary people, but he is really curious about this green leather box.

Zhang Yiming checked the lock on the box up and down several times. The lock was indeed very strong, and it was impossible for him to pry it open.

"Xiao Ming, what are you doing here? This room doesn't even have heating, it's so cold!"

"Oh, I just saw the things in this box and took one as a souvenir."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yiming took out the wooden gun from his pocket and shook it in front of grandma Qin Fang.

"Oh, your grandpa always liked to tinker with these things when he was alive. After your grandpa passed away, I haven't opened this box. Okay, let's slip out, don't catch a cold again!"

While letting Zhang Yiming out, Qin Fang glanced vaguely at the green tin box, probably seeing that the lock on the box was intact, and a trace of relief appeared on her face.

Zhang Yiming became even more curious!
There is a custom of keeping vigil on New Year's Eve in the countryside. Open the gate at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, burn paper money and burn gold ingots at the gate, saying that it is to welcome the God of Wealth, and set up an altar in front of the ancestral tablet with melons, pears, peaches, pigs' heads, big Steamed buns, the whole family knelt in front of the memorial tablet and kowtowed to the ancestors, praying for the ancestors to bless the whole family and everything goes well in the new year.

Zhang Yiming has not participated in this kind of activity for many years. When he knelt down to his ancestors, his nose was full of cold snot, but it may be because his son, daughter-in-law and grandson have all returned home. Qin Fang wanted to pray to his ancestors very much. Much, whispered for ten minutes.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year's Day, relatives in the countryside had to pay New Year's greetings. Before Zhang Yiming opened his eyes, villagers came to the door. Zhang Yiming could only put on his clothes, and dozed off while being courteous to the villagers.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the family was preparing to leave for Tongyuan County.

Qin Fang's eyes were red.

While stuffing the family's local products, local eggs, and killed chickens into the bag, he told Zhang Yiming to take good care of his body, and told his son and daughter-in-law not to lose their bodies just to make money, but to work hard. Yat combination.

Because of this, I originally planned to take the bus at [-]:[-] in the morning, but it was [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and it was already dark when I got home.

After returning home, Zhang Yiming washed his face and went to bed.

This sleep has been sleeping until the sun is three poles.

When I got up, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning, and just when Zhang Yiming was about to sleep in bed for a while, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Who?"

"Siblings, it's me."

Gao Wenjun.

What is he doing here?
"Secretary Gao, what kind of wind is blowing that can blow Secretary Gao here!"

The last time Gao Wenjun withheld Zhang Heshan's buyout money and came to the door aggressively, Fan Lingling naturally had a bad tone when she saw him.

"Brother and sister, you are mocking me. I am still a secretary, just an idler."

"Oh, how did you say that? Secretary Gao has been the head of the food factory for more than ten years, and no one will dare to ridicule you until then!"

Fan Lingling satirized Gao Wenjun without any scruples, hum, the feng shui took turns, Gao Wenjun used to be the secretary of the food factory, so she was angry with her husband, but now that her husband is the director of the factory, why should he accept it again? gas?

"Sister and sister, it's quite cold today, why don't we go into the house and talk, I'm still carrying something!"

After finishing speaking, Gao Wenjun lifted up the things in his hand.

"We don't have that kind of food. We are afraid of indigestion after eating Secretary Gao's food."

Gao Wenjun's face was sullen, but thinking of the purpose of his trip, he could only grit his teeth and suppress his anger.

"Sister and sister, I know that there was some misunderstanding between me and Heshan before, but as the saying goes, when teeth and tongues still fight, let alone people, some things pass when they are over, okay?"

"In the past? Secretary Gao made it easy. If it wasn't for Xiao Tan, the money that our family Heshan bought out might have gone into whose trouser pocket!"

The more Fan Lingling talked, the angrier she became. Even though her husband didn't say anything often, she also knew that Gao Wenjun kept wearing small shoes for her husband and oppressing her husband. The team leader can't even take his turn.

"Siblings, you"

"Lingling, let Secretary Gao come in and talk!"

"Heshan, Happy Chinese New Year!"

Hearing Zhang Heshan's voice in the room, Gao Wenjun regained his spirits immediately, regardless of whether Fan Lingling would let him or not, he just squeezed in from the door with his things, and trotted all the way into the room.

Fan Lingling was so angry that she could only grit her teeth and followed into the room, she was afraid that her husband would be too upright and responsible, and would be bullied by Gao Wenjun again.

Gao Wenjun is a typical weasel giving New Year greetings to chickens. She must be vigilant and be on guard at all times.

"Heshan, I haven't congratulated you yet, the factory director of Yuanshan Food Factory, you are so majestic!"

What Gao Wenjun said was a compliment, but he was very sour and unconvinced.

How could he, Zhang Heshan, be the director of a food factory? In the past, Zhang Heshan had to look at him for everything he did in the factory, but now he had to come to the door with a gift and gossip.

Especially when he saw the big brother pinned to Zhang He's mountainside, Gao Wenjun's jealous eyes almost burst into flames.

"There's nothing to congratulate, Secretary Gao, are you busy today?"

Although Zhang Heshan's tone is not as sarcastic as his wife's, but it also reveals a clear alienation, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Heshan, why don't we sit down and talk?"

Seeing that no one asked him to sit down, Gao Wenjun could only sit down with a stern face. What he had to do today could only succeed and not fail.

"Lingling, pour Secretary Gao a glass of water."

Gao Wenjun's words gave Gao Wenjun a step forward, and Gao Wenjun's face looked a little better.

"Secretary Gao, drink slowly, don't burn it!"

Even though the water was poured, Fan Lingling still did not forget to sarcasm.

"Heshan, the food factory is doing really well now. The mountain spring water and drunk dates are in a mess. You. Didn't make less money?"

After Gao Wenjun finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Heshan's big brother again.

"I'm just a part-time job for others. If you say that earning money is also the boss's business, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Heshan was telling the truth, but Gao Wenjun's ears didn't mean it when he heard it.

"Heshan, with me, what else is there to be modest about? Earning money is not a trivial matter, so what are you doing hiding?"

"Secretary Gao just speak up if he has something to say, I have something to go out later."

For Gao Wenjun's words, Zhang Heshan was very unwilling to respond, and simply cut off the other party's words.

(End of this chapter)