"Haha." Zhao Jun laughed and said, "That's right. Liu Tiezui came to our house yesterday."

"Ouch!" When Hu Sanmei heard this, she reacted immediately, looked at Zhao Chun and said: "When Jianjun comes back in the evening, ask him how long he will be busy?"

"Yeah." Zhao Chun nodded quickly and said, "I will ask him when he comes back."

Hearing what Zhao Chun said, Hu Sanmei turned to Zhao Jun and continued: "Um... my daughter's father is also from the forest farm, right?"

"Yeah, that's right." Zhao Jun said with a smile: "Her father left a workshop in our forest farm."

"Then her dad doesn't have time right now." Hu Sanmei said, "We have to wait until they finish the meeting. You can find a day to celebrate."

"Yes." Zhao Jun just responded when Hu Sanmei continued: "My child, if you need anything else, just tell your sister and brother-in-law that we are all our own family members, and there is no such thing as that."

"That's not necessary." Zhao Jun responded with a smile: "Auntie, I have prepared everything now, and I don't lack anything."

"Have you not been fucked yet?" Hu Sanmei asked: "How many months has it been? One day, please send a message to me and your sister and I will go over."

In Zhao Jun's house, there are rules for making quilts for newlyweds. Women who have never given birth to a son are not allowed to get involved.

Just like Yang Yufeng, no matter how much she wanted to help Zhao Jun, she couldn't move a stitch when making quilts that day. Hu Sanmei and Zhao Chun both have sons, so they can both help.

"Okay." Zhao Jun smiled and said: "Auntie, I will pick you up when the time comes."

After Zhao Jun finished speaking, he turned to Zhang Yuanmin and said to Xie Chen: "Brother, Xie Chen, let's go back."

"Go back." Zhang Yuanmin responded, got off the kang, and then said to Zhao Chun: "Sister, which room is the child in?"

"Ah..." Zhao Chun felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

"Let me take a look at the child!" Zhang Yuanmin took a step forward and walked to the west room. The group of people came to the west room, and Zhang Yuanmin glanced at the little boy on the kang, his eyes full of love.

There is a sensible girl in his family, who is the apple of Zhang Yuanmin's eye. However, due to the limitations of his age and thinking, he also wants to have a son.

"Tsk." Zhang Yuanmin clicked his tongue, turned to Zhao Chun and asked: "Sister, what is my nephew's name?"

Zhao Chun replied: "Though."

When Zhao Chun answered, he had a child's voice. And this little boy's name was Zhou Zhou. It was a strange name these days, but even if it were thrown into the city, it would probably not have the same name.

"Thoughtful!" Zhang Yuanmin found it interesting at first glance and said with a smile: "That's a good name! Who gave it to me?"

"His father." Hu Sanmei also smiled.

"Oh!" Zhang Yuanmin said: "Look at other secretaries, their names are different."

Zhang Yuanmin's words sounded like flattery, and many people who came to see the child said so. But then, Zhang Yuanmin added another sentence, saying: "If I name the child, I have to read the book."<

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"Huh?" Zhao Chun was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself, who in Yong'an Village didn't know that Zhang Yuanmin never went to school, so how could he be able to read a book?

"Really?" Hu Sanmei didn't know the details of Zhang Yuanmin, so she asked curiously: "My nephew, do you usually like to read?"

"I'm so happy to read..." As soon as Zhang Yuanmin started to speak, he was interrupted by Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun pulled this shameless guy and said, "Brother, let's just leave."

"Don't worry yet." Zhang Yuanmin reached out and took out two large sheets of dough from his pocket, then gently lifted the corner of the small and thoughtful mattress, and casually stuffed the money in.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yuanmin turned around and stopped Hu Sanmei and Zhao Chun, saying: "This is for the children, aunt, sisters, why don't you tear it up with me?"

The day before yesterday in Lingnan, while drinking at Lao Jie's house, Jie Zhong, who had drunk too much, was also chatting. When he mentioned the money he gave to Zhao Jun's nephew, Zhang Yuanmin remembered it in his heart. He wanted to follow him today, so he also saved this

Thoughts.

Seeing that Zhang Yuanmin was sincere and spoke like this, Hu Sanmei and Zhao Chun both turned to look at Zhao Jun, only to see Zhao Jun smile and nod, saying: "Let's go out, don't wake up my nephew."

After Zhao Jun finished speaking, everyone came out of the house. Hu Sanmei and Zhao Chun sent the three Zhao Jun people out of the hospital and watched them drive away.

"Mom."

Hearing Zhao Chun call her, Hu Sanmei looked back and saw Zhao Chun holding twenty yuan in his hand. She smiled and said to Zhao Chun: "My daughter, keep it. When Xiaojun gets married, you and Jianjun will give you more."

He takes some. And when you become an aunt in the future, you can spend more on your children."

"Hey!" When Zhao Chun heard this, he smiled and put the money in his pocket, thinking that when Zhao Jun had children in the future, he would definitely treat his eldest nephew well.

When the couple walked into the courtyard, Hu Sanmei glanced at the wild boars under the east wall, and then at the large ewes grazing under the west wall, and couldn't help but sigh: "Just now, Xiaojun said, our family

The child has grown up, and it’s thanks to his grandfather that he bought such a sheep.”

Zhao Chun: "..."

At the same time, in the cafeteria of Yong'an Forest Farm, Zhou Xie's grandfather was sitting in the hall, smoking one cigarette after another.

Seeing that the cigarette had reached his butt, Zhao Youcai took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth, then used the cigarette butt to light it.

"Master, why are you continuing this?" Han Daming came over and gave Zhao Youcai the teapot and placed it on the table in front of him.

"Da Ming, smoke." Zhao Youcai picked up the cigarette case and threw it to Han Da Ming. Han Da Ming looked at the stone forest smoke in front of him and said with a smile: "It's better for my master to smoke well."

Zhao Youcai twitched the corner of his mouth, and the smoke overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Then he reached out to pinch the cigarette and said to Han Daming: "When you come tomorrow, give Master four hundred dollars."

You are a knife, I am a ham.

Cut into shreds or slices, it’s all up to you.

Zhao Youcai thought about it again and again, and finally decided that a good man would not suffer the immediate loss and accepted it himself!

"Ah?" Han Daming, who had just taken a puff of cigarette, was stunned and asked quickly: "Master, didn't you just give me four hundred the day before yesterday?"

"Yes!" Zhao Youcai also used tobacco powder for himself, and said directly: "Isn't this my Zhao Jun? It's time to pay tribute to Lao Ma's family, and your wife said she would give them a thousand yuan. She...she is short of money.

As a father, I have to lend a hand."

What Zhao Youcai said was very pleasant, but when he said the words "tight money", he said it through gritted teeth.

"Huh?" Han Daming was surprised and confused after hearing what Zhao Youcai said. What was surprising was that the bride price was a thousand yuan, which was so rich. No wonder his master smoked Shilin.
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But the doubt is, isn't this money hidden behind the teacher's wife's back? Just take it out like this, okay?

Zhao Youcai could almost guess what Han Daming was thinking, but at this moment he felt distressed and did not want to mention it more. He only said to Han Daming: "Da Ming, don't ask. When you come to work tomorrow morning,

Don’t forget to bring me the money.”

"Don't worry, Master!" Han Daming responded: "I will definitely never forget it."
Chapter completed!