Old Man Feng was speechless, glanced at Old Man Zhu, and said angrily:

"I said Lao Zhu, have you taken this kid into a godson? What a good guy, this is not the attitude of treating RMB as money? I think about it. It is probably because you, a gentleman, gave him the courage. Who told you, an old boy, to have a rich woman..."

Old Man Zhu glanced at him, too lazy to pay attention to him. Seeing that Chu Hao was going to be serious, Old Man Feng restrained the joke on his face and sighed:

"It's done, when I finish boiling the pot of Chinese medicine, I'll take you to meet the boss. Eighty-mostly, his sister-in-law and he haven't gotten up yet..."

Chu Hao and others patiently waited for Old Man Feng to cook Chinese medicine. After the cooking, Old Man Feng walked into a bedroom next door with a hot black casserole.

In the crack of the door, Chu Hao saw an old woman with a haggard and dark yellow skin lying weakly on the bed.

After Old Man Feng entered, he smiled on his face and gently helped his wife up.

While feeding his wife a little bite and taking medicine, he said some irrelevant jokes. The old woman looked at Old Man Feng with attachment in her eyes.

Chu Hao couldn't help but sigh inwardly, Old Man Zhu and Old Man Feng were all people who were deeply in love and were delayed for love for the rest of their lives.

The ancients said that birds of feathers gather together, and it seems that Old Man Zhu and Old Man Feng can become friends.

At this time, Zheng Juan walked to Chu Hao and said hesitantly:

"Don't blame the teacher for asking you five points for too much. He wants this money, not a single point for himself. When the trouble was serious, several students were beaten to be disabled in order to protect the teacher, and they were ruined for life. Over the years, the teacher has always been thinking about these students, doing odd jobs everywhere to make money. A large part of them were sent to the students' homes, and some were kept to buy medicine for the teacher's wife to see a doctor..."

"The last small part is used to purchase the equipment and materials used for chemical experiments. Although the teacher has not been a chemistry professor in college for many years, he has always been concerned about chemistry. Even if the conditions are simple, he must achieve some key results for the country and nation before his death. The teacher has many students on the other side of the ocean, and is extremely eager to hope that he can preside over the experiment..."

"He said that it was because his teacher's mother was in poor health, but in fact he could not give up our weak mother country, which is much worse than developed countries in all aspects. So, I hope you can understand the teacher. He is not the kind of selfish person. On the contrary, he pretends to be the country and nation in his heart, and pretends to be the students like us. Otherwise, why do so many students still miss the teacher after going abroad..."

Chu Hao nodded, and he always respected Old Man Feng's older generation of intellectuals.

Without this generation of artificial atomic bombs, planting trees and afforestation in unmanned desert areas, and testing sugar pills for their own children, there would be no more accumulations in this country.

There are too many people like Old Man Feng who are talented but are sad and out for some reason.

They are the real backbone of this nation. In an era when they have nothing, they have opened up borders and opened up roads for future generations and moved forward with heavy burdens.

After Old Man Feng finished feeding his wife the medicine, the few people cleaned up briefly. Old Man Feng asked Zheng Juan to stay and take care of his master's wife, and he took Chu Hao and others to go.

Before leaving, Chu Hao pointed to the bottle of unused Chinese medicine shampoo and laughed:

"Uncle Feng, can I give this bottle of shampoo? Since I used your old shampoo, my scalp has not been itchy and my waist has not been sore..."

"Take it, don't make any rumor for me, just take it..."

Chu Hao smiled and put the shampoo in his pocket. Such a good thing, he planned to go back in the afternoon to honor the most beautiful and fierce Comrade Su Jinyun.

He hadn't washed her hair for a long time, remembering that when he was a child, he helped Su Jinyun wash her hair. Following the collar, he always saw two big watermelons "duang" and "duang".

Chu Hao felt very annoying at that time, and it affected him to wash Comrade Su Jinyun's hair. Now, thinking about it, I was so stupid and cute at that time.

After getting in the car, Jin Jing started the car. Old Man Feng looked at the interior of the car and said:

"I said, Lao Zhu, you are so good at eating this soft rice now. I am unwilling to ride two 28-pound poles when I go out. You have gotten into a car. Your ideological awareness has seriously regressed and has been eroded by the sugar-coated shells of capitalism. If you want to put it in the past, you have to hang up the capitalist like you..."

Old Man Zhu curled his lips disdainfully:

"Old Feng, times have changed. Do you think it was still the same as before. Besides, didn't the Americans agree to equip you with a car and villa? What do you have to envy..."

"Hey, that's different. What I earn with my strength is definitely not as good as the soft meal. Do you know that this is a waste of time? A few old friends heard that your wife is back, and their eyes are red with envy..."

"Hehe, if those old guys saw that my wife was still very elegant, it was no worse than that before. They would probably regret not listening to me at the beginning and marrying a foreign ocean horse back..."

Chu Hao was a little amused when he heard the two chatting. It turned out that Old Man Zhu was so popular in the Beijing circle that he was nicknamed "Uncle Zhu from Soft Rice". Countless people were so envious and jealous.

The main reason is that the contrast is too strong. Old Man Zhu was lonely and helpless for decades, and that was the old man’s New Year was getting worse every year.

After returning from a rich wife, he turned into a car and lived in his old courtyard. He went out to collect antiques on weekdays, surrounded by young people, like a young master in Yanjing.

According to Old Man Feng's guidance, half an hour later, the car parked outside a factory outside the suburbs, with endless farmland nearby.

After several people got out of the car, Old Man Feng led several people straight into the factory area, with various cleaning equipment inside. The factory area was not big, and it was all the way to the head at a glance.

Fortunately, the equipment is relatively intact, and most of them look half new. Old Man Feng and a few people all the way through the factory and came to the yard at the end.

As soon as I got closer, I saw a middle-aged man with a big back in the yard, hugging a woman dressed in a very coquettish manner, saying something with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Old Man Feng came over with someone, he let go of the woman helplessly, smiled bitterly and said in a speech of Eastern Guangdong Mandarin:

"Mr. Feng, didn't I say that it's less than 8,000 yuan per child, so I won't sell it? No matter how many people you bring, it will be a price..."

Old Man Feng winked at Chu Hao, and he smiled and said:
Chapter completed!