The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 433 The Old Customs of Zhang Ning's Family
"Ding Xiaojun, what do you think of the environment in the factory?" Zhang Ning, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly asked for no reason.

"Very good." Ding Xiaojun said.

"As long as you feel good." Zhang Ning replied.

Ding Xiaojun was a little confused when he heard this, and Zhang Ning's tone was weird, which made him feel that there must be something wrong, but as for what it was, Zhang Ning didn't say it himself, and Ding Xiaojun couldn't guess it.

Wang Zhiyong drove the car with Ding Xiaojun and the other two, and instead of taking the spacious road, he chose a small road, walked around to a remote town, and then went to a community, which made Ding Xiaojun Somewhat unexpectedly, he was familiar with only cities that had communities. As for villages and towns, this was the first time he had seen communities exist.

There is no gate in the community, maybe there is, but it is also possible that Wang Zhiyong did not go through the gate. At a locked iron gate, the car stopped, and the four of them led the way in front of Wang Zhiyong. It is possible that a steel bar was missing from the middle of the iron gate. One person stepped forward through the mouth.

Stepping through the iron gate, Wang Zhiyong said with a smile: "Now there are not as many people here as before. The factory has been renovated several times, and the number of people has been reduced a lot. Many of the original people have left. This community is actually where the families of the old workers in the factory are resettled. " Wang Zhiyong said these words mainly to Ding Xiaojun.

"Oh, that means, what you said about going out to eat is actually not going to a restaurant, but going to eat at home." Ding Xiaojun looked at Wang Zhiyong and said.

"Yes, there used to be a lot of people here and it was lively, and there was a regiment of the People's Liberation Army stationed there. If you came at that time, the village was full of old people and children. We can also introduce some friends from the army to you. " Zhang Ning also said with a smile.

Ding Xiaojun smiled: "Actually, I really don't know how to make friends. I have been in the army for several years, but I haven't really made many friends. By the way, Team Leader Wang, whose house are we going to eat? "

Wang Zhiyong glanced back at Zhang Ning, and then said to Ding Xiaojun: "Originally, I went out to eat, but was cut off by the director Zhang." Several people said as they walked.

"Xiao Hei, in fact, Director Zhang brought you home for dinner. There is a lot of knowledge here. Let's put it this way, Director Zhang's father came from the Rocket Corps. The second elder in the family heard that the Rocket Corps soldier who came to eat today, don't mention it. I'm so happy." Wang Zhiyong said to Ding Xiaojun quickly.

"Okay, let's go quickly." Zhang Ning didn't seem to talk too much, but sister Yu hardly spoke since she got off the car.

While chatting, the four of them went to Zhang Ning's house. In front of a house, two old people were waiting at the door. When they saw the four people coming, the two old people rushed over.

"Dad, Mom, this is the Comrade Ding Xiaojun I was talking about coming to my house for dinner." Zhang Ning pointed to Ding Xiaojun and introduced.

"Hello, Uncle, Auntie!" Ding Xiaojun gave a military salute to the two old men in front of him with a smile on his face, but because Ding Xiaojun came out in casual clothes this time, the salute was not very good.

"Is the young man very energetic?" Zhang Ning's father also returned a military salute. Ding Xiaojun could see that this old man had a very standard military salute, and he was very upright!Very military.

"Quick, go home and sit down." Zhang Ning's mother greeted the four of them walking towards the house.

The four of Ding Xiaojun were welcomed into the living room and seated.

At this time, Ding Xiaojun found that the two old people had already prepared the meals. After welcoming the four of them into the living room, they brought them out of the kitchen one by one and put them on the Eight Immortals table that should be temporarily prepared in the middle of the living room.

"Boy, hurry up and sit down and taste Auntie's craft." Zhang Ning's father warmly greeted Ding Xiaojun and the other three people around him to the table, and Zhang Ning's father was dragged to the main seat by Zhang Ningqiang.

After the three men sat down, Ding Xiaojun discovered that Sister Yu and Zhang Ning's mother were not seated at the table. Ding Xiaojun didn't think much about it. He looked at Sister Yu and Zhang Ning's mother standing beside him: "Auntie, Sister Yu , you sit down and eat too, there are a lot of dishes, there must be enough seats."

"You men have dinner and talk about business, we women don't get involved." After Zhang Ning's mother finished speaking, she left the living room and went to the kitchen. Sister Yu also followed Zhang Ning's mother into the kitchen.

"Eat, eat, don't worry about women's affairs." Zhang Ning's father picked up a piece of meat and put it into Ding Xiaojun's eyes. He looked at Ding Xiaojun and felt very kind, just like a grandfather looking at his grandson.

"Xiao Hei, the custom of Lao Zhang's hometown is that when there are guests at home, all women are not allowed to eat at the table. You can just leave and do as the Romans do." Wang Zhiyong approached Ding Xiaojun and explained softly to Ding Xiaojun.

After listening to the explanation, Ding Xiaojun was taken aback. There is still such a custom. Ding Xiaojun has never heard of such a custom. He really wants to hear it from the old people in his hometown. With the progress of the country, such a custom has disappeared.

Also, don't talk about the old customs, it's just that in his hometown, women don't even talk about going to the table, that is, all the leadership in the family is occupied by women. Many of the things he knows are that men are oppressed by women at home. damn.

"Son, how old are you this year?" Zhang Ning's father looked at Ding Xiaojun and asked kindly.

"It's going to be 25 this year, and there are still three months left for Dagen." Ding Xiaojun thought for a while, but he really couldn't remember the day on the lunar calendar. Of course, it's not his fault. In this society, young people do not use the lunar calendar, so No one remembers.

"I'm 25, two years older than Xing'er. If Xing'er is still alive, I will definitely introduce you to be brothers." After Zhang Ning's father finished speaking, he poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. go down.

Although Ding Xiaojun didn't understand what it meant, he could tell that it was a very hurtful story.

"Dad, look, there are guests here today, so let's not talk about sad things, okay?" Zhang Ning said to his father with concern.

"Yes, yes, there are guests, so don't be polite when eating, use the chopsticks guard." Zhang Ning's father picked up the chopsticks in front of everyone one by one, and stuffed them into everyone's hands one by one.

Ding Xiaojun was really hungry, and he was not coquettish at all. After taking the chopsticks, he gave Zhang Ning's father a thankful expression, and immediately picked up the food on the plate and started eating.

Zhang Ning and Wang Zhiyong saw that Ding Xiaojun had moved his chopsticks, they looked at each other, and then stretched out their chopsticks to pick up the vegetables in the middle bowl.

(End of this chapter)