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"The house in Taiping Hutong was left to Zheng Juan by my mother-in-law...Of course I won't give it to them."

Lin Yue took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled out one and handed it over.

Gong Wei saw the word "Zhonghua" on the cigarette box, and his expression changed slightly. In this era when the per capita salary of the working class was 40 to 50 yuan, a box of Zhonghua cigarettes was 9 yuan, and ordinary people couldn't afford it. Zhou Bingkun smoked this, which means What? rich!

Of course, it may also be an act of slapping a swollen face to pretend to be a fat man. After all, everyone in the optical film knows that he was expelled from Tsinghua University. In my opinion, it is a good choice to package yourself by handing cigarettes.

"Don't give it to them? If you don't give it to them, why would you say that?"

Gong Wei waved his hand and declined, "Don't you know me, I don't smoke or drink."

Lin Yue didn't force it, put the cigarette in his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it: "Uncle Gong, don't worry about me and the Xiong family. I have a sense of proportion in this matter, and I won't cause you trouble." .”

There is no gasoline smell, and there is no gasoline smell at all. Most people use matches now, and few use lighters. First, because matches are cheap and lighters are expensive. Second, because lighters are filled with gasoline, oil leakage is easy if they are not placed properly. Well, the smell of gasoline is really unpleasant, but the lighter in front of me has no such problem, and this shape, this pattern, this design, no matter how you look at it, it is a good item.

"That's fine, as long as you know it in your heart." Gong Wei waved his hand to say goodbye: "Gong Bin was talking about you a few days ago, saying that he hasn't seen him for a long time, Brother Bingkun, and he has time to go to play at home."

"good."

Gong Wei waved to Zhou Zhigang and others again, then turned and left the yard.

A lot of snow had accumulated on the road, stepping on it brought up a layer of white, Lin Yue looked up at the sky, and exhaled a long puff of blue smoke.

The Xiong family played hooligans with him?

Hehe, let's wait and see while riding a donkey and reading the libretto.

"snort!"

Something happened here, Zhou Zhigang snorted coldly, opened the door and went back to the room.

Zhou Bingyi, Zhou Rong, and Feng Huacheng followed closely into the hall.

Li Suhua didn't go in in a hurry: "Kun'er, you can't scare Mom like this anymore."

When she saw him break Er Xiong's finger just now, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, thinking that her son would be arrested, but she didn't expect a false alarm in the end, and the matter calmed down like this.

"Mom, when dealing with this kind of person, the more reasonable you are, the more aggressive you will be."

"Mom doesn't care about this, just ask you, what do you want to do about the house?"

Over there, Zheng Juan and Yueyue were also looking at him eagerly.

Lin Yue patted the snow on his head and walked into the house: "Don't worry, am I the kind of person who will suffer?"

Li Suhua thought to herself, have you suffered a lot since you were a child? Playing with my brother and sister since I was a child, I was the one who was beaten up the most, and was always detained by the teacher at school and called a parent...

"You don't suffer, you would say that in front of the neighbors if you don't suffer?"

"Mom, it's cold outside. Look at how heavy the snow is. Come inside quickly. Don't freeze during Chinese New Year."

Lin Yue quickly changed the subject, he couldn't say what he was thinking, otherwise the old lady would ask endless questions.

The two walked into the main room, where Zhou Zhigang was talking to the elder son. It seemed that the snow outside was getting bigger and bigger, and the sky was getting darker. It was not safe to go back late, and I wanted him to go to his father-in-law's side earlier.

That's right, now that the third child is back, eight or nine people will definitely not be able to squeeze each other into one kang and one bed, so it's normal to urge Zhou Bingyi to go back to his parents-in-law's house to sleep.

"By the way, Bingyi, just wait a moment."

Zhou Bingyi was arranging his coat and preparing to leave, but he stopped when he heard his words: "What's wrong, Dad?"

Zhou Zhigang unzipped the bag and took out two buckets of tea wrapped in newspaper: "I brought back two buckets of tea from Guizhou. This is a rare thing. Take it to your father-in-law and let them try it out." .”

It is not easy to carry it from Guizhou to Chongqing, and then bring it back to the Northeast from Chongqing, but...it is not easy for him, as for the Hao family, they do not lack this at all, no matter how good the tea is, they have never tasted it.

A look of embarrassment flashed in Zhou Bingyi's eyes, but he still reached out to take it: "Okay Dad, isn't it the end of the year? The hospital is understaffed and overwhelmed. Dongmei thought you would come back tomorrow, so she went as an intern." As a volunteer, I should be fine tomorrow afternoon, and I will pick her up as soon as she gets off work tomorrow."

"Hey, good, good." Zhou Zhigang handed the scarf to the eldest son, while sending it out: "It's not too late, I passed by the photo studio on my way home, and I saw that the sign said it was closed at thirty, wait until twenty-nine, twenty Nine, let’s take a family portrait, oops, if you think about it, the last time you took a family portrait was 70 years ago, you just became adults, it’s been ten years in a blink of an eye, time flies so fast.”

Lin Yue looked at the scene in front of him, didn't speak, let alone stop, just smiled lightly.

However, even this smile made Zhou Zhigang feel very uncomfortable in his eyes. This youngest was so obedient and filial before. Since Zheng Juan in Taiping Hutong, he seems to have changed. Although Li Suhua said that Zheng Juan He's a nice person, but he feels from the bottom of his heart that this prodigal bastard is a black man. If there is no such woman, his son will not become an unfilial son.

"Do you have an opinion?"

Lin Yue said, "Don't dare."

"Don't you dare?" Zhou Zhigang frowned and said, "Is there anything else you don't dare to do? Look at the things you did, is there one thing that makes you worry?"

"Oh dad, don't talk about it, you have to make others laugh at the New Year's Eve?" Zhou Bingyi hurriedly went to the side to cool down the fire, and separated the two with his body. He was really afraid that the father and son would fight. Just look at today Zhou Bingkun's ruthlessness towards Er Xiong was so angry that he could really do it. In his opinion, what is this called? Enemies, there are still those who are barefoot who are not afraid of the ruthlessness of wearing shoes.

"Yeah, Dad, Bingkun is in a bad mood, so just say a few words less." Zhou Rong also persuaded.

She and Zhou Bingyi had the same idea. Her younger brother had just been blackmailed by the Xiong family to leave a house, and he must be feeling uncomfortable. If Zhou Zhigang provoked him at this time, if he broke his face and beat him, it would be embarrassing for others to hear.

Several people sent Zhou Bingyi to the door, and then returned to the house. Lin Yue had already been dragged into a small room with a bed by Zheng Juan, and gave him the important task of coaxing Congcong to sleep, saying that he wanted to cherish his son. We all know that this is done to prevent the father and son from fighting.

Feng Huacheng saw Yueyue squatting in the corner playing marbles by herself, and gave her two pieces of candy, but the girl didn't appreciate it at all, which made him and Zhou Rong extremely embarrassed.

That night, Zhou Zhigang, Feng Huacheng, Zhou Rong, Yueyue, and Li Suhua slept on the kang in the back room, while Lin Yue, Zheng Juan, and Congcong slept in the hut where the beds were placed.

Asleep, Feng Huacheng found that his daughter was missing, and Zhou Rong told others that she must have gone to her uncle and aunt.

...

On the twenty-eighth afternoon of the twelfth lunar month.

Zhou Bingyi came here with Hao Dongmei, because he got off work late and the photo studio was closed, so he talked to Zhou Zhigang for a while, and went back after dinner.

On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei came over early in the morning. When Zhou Zhigang ordered everyone to change into new clothes and prepare to go to the photo studio to take pictures, the eldest son told him the good news that Hao Dongmei's parents wanted to come to meet their in-laws in the afternoon.

This guy made Zhou Zhigang so beautiful. Hao Dongmei's parents are not ordinary people. They came here to let the optical film people know. The old Zhou's family has a lot of face.

So I stopped taking pictures, and started to order my family to prepare for the in-laws. Zhou Rong and Hao Dongmei were in charge of cleaning the glass, Zhou Bingyi cleaned the yard, and he cleaned up the house by himself. Zheng Juan... Zheng Juan volunteered to do the cooking. Yes, Zhou Zhigang didn’t let it go, because it’s inevitable that there will be smoke when cooking with a fire, and if the smell is bad, it will smoke the in-laws. It’s better to go to the street and buy some ready-made ones. He thought about it, and arranged a job for Zheng Juan, cleaning the women's toilet, as for the children, let Li Suhua look after them for a while.

After the women's restroom is the men's restroom...

At this moment, Lin Yue walked in from the outside and held Zheng Juan down.

"Go and see the children."

"But Dad told me to..."

"What do you want to do? Whoever is the most active in this matter will clean up by himself."

Lin Yue knew that Hao Dongmei's father would suffer from asthma and would not be able to come to Zhou's house, and all the labor was meaningless, but he would not speak out about it, because even if he told Zhou Zhigang, he would not believe it, and would even be scolded for it. Afterwards, he proved that he was right, but the result would only be to increase his troubles—the Zhou family would definitely ask him why he could predict the future, and how should he answer at that time? Shanren can pinch and count? Xiao Yin Yang breaks life and death?

"Zhou Bingkun, are you talking in human language?" Zhou Zhigang was very happy at first, but when he finished speaking, he became angry, his face suddenly became long, and the wrinkles on his brows were uglier than walnut shells.