The Jia family took turns to fight, just to cheer up Bangge, but they didn't understand the key point. Bangge, a kid, didn't tell his family anything if anything happened. If he had told Silly Zhu earlier, he would have found confidence from his stupid father.
, a broken love is nothing.
Bangge has the inheritance of the Jia family and the He family. I don't worry about not having a job or being hungry. It's just the first time I have a girl I like. The girl got married and fell out of love. She needs time to lick her wounds.
"Grandma, silly dad, mom, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me or my job. I don't want to learn to cook. After a while, I can find a job by myself. I am already an adult."
BangGeng said while eating the chicken butt.
"Okay, Bangge, if you want to rest at home for a while, just take a good rest at home. Your stupid dad can make money, so you don't need to worry about making money." Widow Qin said that if Silly Zhu can make money, he can make money, and if he can't make money, he must become able.
Have this confidence.
If something happens in the Jia family, they won't hold a meeting like the old Yan family. They will settle it directly at the dinner table. It has been decided that Bangge can be a homebody at home.
The one with the most say in the Jia family is Widow Qin. Even with her own salary, she can still control Shazhu. The other four people are all lying in this house to suck blood. No one is nobler than the other. Widow Qin thinks that the most important thing is Banggeng.
The stalk is the most important.
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After Yan Jiecheng had dinner, he ate a little too much. He took Xiaobai and Xiaohua for a walk in the courtyard. He was full because, influenced by the times, Yan Jiecheng couldn't stand to waste food and had no habit of leaving food.
Seeing Xiao Hua running into the room of the eldest and second brother, he followed Xiao Hua in to see what the two brothers were doing, and gave them a surprise inspection.
"Yan Xiaoluo, what are you doing?" When he entered the door, he saw the boss hiding things in a drawer in a panic. The soul of Yan Jiecheng's old father was burned. A boy of this age couldn't have sex with his classmates, right?
In his thirties, I am not ready to be a grandfather yet, although I have prepared a house for my grandson to live in after he gets married.
"Dad, I'm not hiding anything." Yan Xiaoluo said hesitantly, which made Yan Jiecheng sure that something was going on.
Yan Jiecheng showed the dignity of an old father and said: "I'm not hiding anything. I'm hiding something. Take it out for me."
Then Yan Jiecheng saw a letter pulled out of the drawer of Yan Xiaoluo's desk.
Yan Jiecheng's first thought was about love letters. Students of this period liked this style of dating. The love letter written by his son to his female classmate seemed inappropriate whether Yan Jiecheng read it or not.
When he was struggling, Yan Xiaoluo handed over the letter, and Yan Jiecheng didn't have to choose. Then he was ready to see how his son was, and of course he was good at writing to Yu Li.
After seeing it, Yan Jiecheng was greatly disappointed. It was not a love letter at all.
Yan Xiaoluo is now worthy of being a literary young man. He wrote a small poem of low quality and was about to send it to a magazine. He still wanted to publish it.
The pocket money is still too much, a letter of stamps is eight points. For poems of this level, Yan Jiecheng feels that he can write eight poems a day. It is just a waste of money.
However, this money was obtained in exchange for Yan Xiaoluo’s final grades last semester. It’s not easy for Yan Jiecheng to go back on his word, so he can send it if he wants. Yan Jiecheng’s persuasion did not dispel Yan Xiaoluo’s dream of being a poet. He might write more and not be able to publish it, so he would just recognize it.
Reality.
Wenqing is a disease that needs to be cured. I returned the letter to Yan Xiaoluo. The little monkey is good.
Then he looked at Yan Xiaohe's desk. There was no need to hide it. After finishing his homework, he was drawing. It wouldn't scare Yan Xiaohe if he was discovered. Generally, no matter what he did, his face remained calm and his heart didn't beat. It was funny.
Yan Xiaohe had no fun. Yan Jiecheng barely tolerated it without delaying his studies. Yan Jiecheng only knew the accounting skills inherited from the old Yan family, and did not think that the old Yan family had any artistic skills. How come the two brothers mutated.
He casually told the two brothers to study hard and rest early. Yan Jiecheng grabbed Xiao Hua and continued walking in the courtyard. Only then did Yan Jiecheng remember the little monkey he had just seen.
Isn't the little monkey just a monkey ticket? It's famous and equipped with sharp tools. From now on, the value will only be relative, and it's far different from a house.
This year is Geng Shen, the Year of the Monkey, and this is also right. Even if Yan Jiecheng doesn't care about stamps, everyone knows about the Monkey Stamp, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't know about it.
A set of zodiac stamps was issued in 1980. The monkey stamp is the first zodiac stamp. The circulation is not large, and the stock in the future will be even smaller.
Other stamps are not worth collecting specifically, but when I happened to see them, Yan Jiecheng took the matter to heart. Who will say anything in the future if anyone says that this thing is cherished, and Yan Jiecheng takes out a single edition and throws it in his face?
If it's not enough, just try another version.
If he had to go out of his way to collect, Yan Jiecheng might have just given up. But whoever asked Yu Peng to find a wife who worked at the post office directly created conditions for Yan Jiecheng. How does a worker find a wife who works in a public institution?
Let’s talk about the importance of appearance.
The post office was still very busy in the 1980s. Sending letters, mailing goods, making phone calls, and sending telegrams were all managed by the post office. This kind of unit had obvious benefits.
But this matter is not urgent, and she is not that familiar with her siblings. It is appropriate to leave this matter to Yu Li. It doesn't matter whether Yu Li finds her siblings or leaves it to Yu Peng to handle it.
Because everyone has started doing business now, there are no more weekends, and the activities that regularly go to Lao Yu's house have been cancelled. Yan Jiecheng's visits to Lao Yu's house have also become less frequent.
When taking Yu Li home in the evening, Yan Jiecheng asked Yu Li when she would return to Lao Yu's house.
Yu Li frowned: "Why, you heard Yu Peng say that my parents picked me up and never came home."
"No, I have other things that require you to go back. Why do your parents dislike you and never come home?" Yan Jiecheng said.
"Haitang said that one day I would find time to go home and chat with the two of them. What do you want me to do back?"
"Today your eldest son wants to mail a poem he wrote to a magazine. I saw the stamp he used. It is a little monkey. It looks very cute. I want it. When you return to your parents' home, you can give it to your younger siblings.
Tell her, and then give her another hundred yuan and ask her to buy some for me."
"Yan Jiecheng, you really know how to spend money. It costs a hundred yuan to buy stamps. Will you use them all until you are old?" Yu Li couldn't stand spending money like this.
"This is not for writing, but for collection. Have you ever seen someone who collects stamps?"
"I've seen people who collect stamps, and they all use stamp albums to collect them. I've never seen anyone like you just collect one."
