Chapter 905: Nephew of the No. 1 Scholar
The subsequent story is cliche. Naturally, during the performance, a big boss was shocked to the point of becoming a goddess, and he pursued her regardless.
This guy was so exaggerated that he insisted on buying a car for his cousin. After being rejected, he became his own driver and picked up and dropped off her every day.
Once my cousin went to perform in another place, and the hotel arranged by the organizer was not very good. My cousin complained, so he directly booked the best hotel in the area and moved the entire model team there.
Although my cousin felt that this person was a bit tacky, it was really heart-warming. In addition, everyone around him had benefited a lot and was saying good things to the person. In the end, my cousin relented and agreed to marry him. .
If this matter were to be dealt with twenty years later, it would be really nonsense. They would probably think that cousin Jianhua was really lucky to have found a rich son-in-law while dragging the oil bottle.
There are people who would rather cry in a BMW. Wouldn’t it be nice to live in a villa and be a young mistress?
However, this matter is a little different today. The secular prejudice makes Sangu feel that she can’t hold her head high in the factory, and cousin Jianhua rarely comes back after getting married because of the gossip. Came to the factory area.
“It all depends on fate.” Sangu sighed again: “Originally, your brother-in-law was on shift that day, but the factory notified him at short notice after twelve o’clock, asking him to go to Yichang, but something happened. Baby!”
“Your sister cried so hard that Tongtong’s breasts stopped crying. If it weren’t for Tongtong, I would have gone with her…”
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"It's over, it's over." Zhou Zhi said: "My brother-in-law is more than ten years older than my sister. He has been married before, right?" Huh?" Third Gu said, "We were married too, but he was imprisoned for a few years for speculation, and they divorced him in prison!"
"Then what is he doing now?" Zhou Zhi in his previous life didn't pay much attention to these things and had never been to Yuzhou. He only heard from cousin Jianmin who occasionally came to Jiachuan for vacation. I had a divorce and knew that my cousin ended up marrying a big boss, but I had never seen this brother-in-law and didn’t even know what he did.
"Your brother-in-law runs a clothing company that sells clothes." The third aunt said: "Otherwise, how could he hook up with your cousin? We can barely be considered companions."
We generally understand each other, Zhou Zhi meets San The girl was in a bad mood, so she changed the subject: "What are cousin Jianjun and cousin Jianmin doing now? It looks like the factory's performance is a bit bad, right?"
"Didn't Xiao Wang just say that everyone in our family has craftsmanship?" The third aunt was a little happier now: "Your cousin Jianjun can drive, and now he is running wild boars. Jianmin has been making clothes, and your brother-in-law and cousin I asked him several times to help in the factory. He hasn’t gone yet.”
“Wild Boar” is the name for wild taxis in Sichuan and Chongqing. In today’s slightly larger cities, some distinctive vehicles such as the yellow Little Changan Bread can already be seen. This kind of thing is running on the road.
Some annoying people stood on the roadside and waved their hands and shouted "Pig!" The driver hit the brakes and smiled at the annoying people who were scolding him: "Where are you going?!"
This is of course not because the drivers are cheap, but because the income they earn from this business brings them happiness, which is enough to make them forget these unhappiness.
After the aunt and nephew finished eating the noodles, Zhou Zhi picked up the baskets on his back, held the third aunt's hand, and went to the vegetable market together.
The vegetable market was also spun off from the factory area, so the area was full of acquaintances.
The merchants were extremely surprised by Sangu who came to buy vegetables just after noon, because Sangu usually opened the market at four o'clock in the morning, so she would come over to buy the freshest ingredients, and after they went back to process them, there were still some There is room to wait for diners.
Every time at this time, the third aunt would say proudly: "My nephew came to see me from Jiachuan after the college entrance examination. I took him to buy groceries."
Then affirmation Some people can't help but ask: "How did you do in the exam?"
At this time, the third aunt will smile slightly: "Elbow is this year's top scorer in liberal arts."
Zhou Zhi was helpless, but he had no choice but to put on a smile and pretend to be good.
Until one person was shocked and added: "Should I go to Tsinghua University or Peking University?" When Zhou Zhi answered Shu University, the person looked in disbelief: "Why did the number one scholar in liberal arts study in Shu University?" How old is it? "
The third aunt stopped showing off after that, but Zhou Zhi estimated that the third aunt would write down a note for that person in her little notebook, for the rest of her life. The weather is hot, so you can't buy too many vegetables. Third aunt is still very picky. Zhou Zhi is very greedy for the braised duck sold in one place. However, third aunt dislikes other people's duck necks because they haven't cleaned the hair on their necks, so she won't let Zhou Zhi buy it.
Zhou Zhi explained that we don’t eat the duck neck anyway, and we can just eat the half with the spices.
Sangu said that the ingredients were not processed cleanly, which means that the store does not care about its craftsmanship, and the stubbled duck neck will affect the taste of the brine, and the brine will affect the quality of the pot of brine, so it is better not to buy it.
Zhou Zhi understands why Sangu’s small noodle stall is opened in the old community. There are still a few customers waiting after ten o’clock. This person has the same quality control as the aunt, and even has a mysophobia. suspicion.
When San Gu came back from shopping, she started cooking. Zhou Zhi took out his camera and took pictures of San Gu. He also took photos of the small noodle shop renovated on the ground floor.
"What are you doing, elbow?"
"Take a photo of this place and show it to your aunt and parents." Zhou Zhi said.
"It's weird," said the third aunt.
"Where can I find it? It looks comfortable here." Zhou Zhi said: "What are the neighbors and the factory saying?"
"What can I say? No one cares about the hygiene here. The fire department came once and then disappeared, but the fire department came twice. Later we also made rectifications and purchased fire extinguishers. They just don’t care about the gas tank.”
“My neighbors are even better. They help me every time I come to check.”
“That’s good.” The human touch of this old community is closer to that of a large courtyard in the old days, and since they all work in the same factory, the relationship is even closer.
Noodles are also different from stir-fry dishes. The noodles are fried at home. After opening the shop, there is only the steam from boiling water, and there is no pollution from oil fumes.
At most, some early diners will make a little noise, but it is definitely within the tolerable range. In addition, Sangu attaches great importance to environmental hygiene. The noodles she sells are delicious and the portions are affordable. Everyone thinks that , the benefits of having an extra noodle shop in the dormitory area far outweigh not having one.
After taking some photos, Zhou Zhi started to help. The third aunt was very happy to see Zhou Zhi's quick movements: "Wen Quxing still works a lot at home, so you can tell he is a veteran."
Auntie. The two nephews chatted like this, and soon the dishes were ready.
At this time, a white Crown car drove in, and a beautiful woman got out of the car: "Elbows! They are so big! Mom, here we come!"
Zhou Zhi knew that this must be Jianhua's cousin. No wonder the little king who had just eaten noodles after his second marriage was still thinking about her. She was indeed beautiful.
“Where is Tao Ming?” San Gu asked.
"He is busy in the factory and can't leave. Come back later." After the woman got out of the car, she went to open the back door. A little boy of eight or nine years old jumped out from behind: "Grandma, grandma! This is it." Uncle No. 1? "
Zhou Zhi has already stood up: "Tongtong is still carrying a schoolbag during the summer vacation. Is this a training class?"
"English!" Tongtong broke out of the schoolbag with Zhou Zhi's help: "Uncle, you Do you speak English? ”
(End of this chapter)