Chapter 10: The Eighth Grade Fitter Hand Rubs Schr?dinger
The sun is rising.
The spacious room is very bright, and there are not many furniture inside, including a wooden frame bed, a table with eight immortals, a large wardrobe, a stove, and cabinets.
However, the placement here is a little different. The Eight Immortals table at the entrance is not placed in the center of the room, but is placed against the wall at the northern end. There is also a spring platform above the Eight Immortals table, and a Taijun chair is placed on each side.
The color of the furniture here is also darker, and the surface does not have the kind of gloss that is often used. Instead, the wood has a more boring feel, but it is also very clean, there is not much dust on it, and it seems that someone cleans it frequently.
"Come on, move to the left."
There is a hint of trembling among the seven points of hoarseness, and there is also a hint of female sharpness in the voice. This is the voice of an old woman.
"Mom, this is here, right?"
The middle-aged man's voice was soft and full of flattery.
On the wooden frame bed on the east side of the room, a gray-haired old woman sat lazily on the edge of the bed.
She is very thin, no more than 1.6 meters tall, and her dry palms, like tree bark, hang naturally on the three-inch golden lotus.
"Um!"
The old lady responded without saying whether it was comfortable or not, she had to rely on the other person to control the intensity.
Beside her bed, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a crew cut was sitting sideways on the bed, gently squeezing the old lady's shoulders with his hands, and his face was very flattering.
He is the Yi Zhonghai who just walked out of the door in a majestic manner. At this time, his face is full of smiles, his big eyes are narrowed into crescents, his thick eyebrows are trembling, and there are a lot of wrinkles on his face, as if
An old chrysanthemum.
"Mom, what do you think of what I just told you?" Yi Zhonghai asked softly. Where is the deep look he had in the house now?
When he is called a grandson, there is no ambiguity at all. Of course, he is originally a grandson, but with his current expression, I believe that not many people have seen him. This is the master master in the factory.
"What? What did you say? I can't hear you!" the old lady shouted in a long voice, with a vibrato in her words and a smile on her lips.
She is the ancestor in this courtyard, the deaf old lady in the TV series, the family member of the martyrs, and Schrödinger's "deaf".
Yi Zhonghai's expression remained unchanged, still looking like an old chrysanthemum.
Of course, as an eighth-level fitter, the strength of his hands must be perfect. He is a good hand at playing cats and specializes in treating the Schrödinger family.
"Mom, let me tell you, my eldest nephew is here, do you want him to come and take care of you?"
The deaf old lady squinted her eyes very comfortably and said nothing. Yi Zhonghai concentrated on the massage and waited patiently.
After a while, she seemed to realize what she was doing and said suddenly, "Oh? You said my grandson is here? Then why don't you bring him over and let me take care of him?"
The smile on Yi Zhonghai's face became even wider. The old lady said this, which should mean she agreed.
"Mom, he just came from the village. He was a silly boy before. Now let his aunt take care of him in the street. Let's have dinner together later. Don't be scared then."
"Are you scaring me?" The deaf old lady immediately curled her lips in displeasure. However, because Yi Zhonghai was very good at the massage and the massage was very comfortable, she paused and said disdainfully, "Back then, the little devil didn't even scare me when he entered the village.
I, a silly boy from the village, can you still scare me?"
After saying that, the deaf old lady felt uncomfortable and turned her head unhappily, as if to say, come and coax me, otherwise I won't go there tonight.
Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "You must have listened carefully."
"Huh." The deaf old lady snorted loudly, and she heard this sentence.
Yi Zhonghai stopped what he was doing. The deaf old lady rolled her eyes and asked anxiously, "Why did you stop?"
Yi Zhonghai got out of bed and stood beside him, smiling and saying, "You don't know how tall your grandson is."
The deaf old lady said with weak interest, "I've seen people of all heights."
Yi Zhonghai curled his lips, stretched out his hand and raised it ten centimeters from the top of his head, and then said, "He must be this tall. Have you seen him?"
The deaf old lady's eyelids twitched a little, then she looked at Yi Zhonghai, thinking about how tall the man was, and said, "I've seen it before, I've seen everything. What's that child's name?"
Yi Zhonghai laughed in his heart, had he ever seen such an expression before?
It is different to see him when he was young and now when he is shrunken and bent over.
Returning to his workstation on the bed, he placed his hands on his shoulders skillfully again. Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "Mom, his name is Yi Chuanzong, and his nickname is Qiangzi. You can call him whichever one you want."
"Yeah." The old lady responded comfortably. It doesn't matter what she shouts. At this age, who hasn't seen anyone?
Once you catch up and take a look, you will know who the person is. You can then decide on the title when you meet the person.
Over there, Yi Zhonghai continued to work hard, "Speaking of which, your grandson is a perfect match for you."
The deaf old lady is now a little interested in Yi Chuanzong. If nothing else, she wants to see the tall man.
"You tell me, I'm listening."
Yi Zhonghai smiled slightly and said, "He has a very loud voice. If you see him, you must be prepared, otherwise he will scare you when he opens his mouth!"
The deaf old lady rolled her eyes and said, "What? What did you say? I can't hear you!"
You should never call someone pretending to be deaf, and a person pretending to be deaf also doesn't want people to know that she is pretending.
Yi Zhonghai knew that the old lady had heard it in her heart, but he still told her again, "I tell you, you must be prepared when you see him. When he speaks loudly, my forehead hurts. Don't let anything happen to you."
Come."
The deaf old lady blinked and said, "You said he can cook?"
Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "He can do it, but he can't. My wife can do it too. What do you want to eat?"
The deaf old lady became more interested and asked repeatedly, "Is there any meat?"
Yi Zhonghai assured, "Yes! You can have whatever you want."
The deaf old lady smiled like a child, puffed her cheeks, and muttered, "I just like eating meat."
Yi Zhonghai just smiled slightly and breathed a sigh of relief. It was almost done when they met in person.
The reason he came here this time was about Yi Chuanzong's house. The deaf old lady's house was the same size as Silly Zhu's house, and it was also the main house in the backyard. Of course, there was a side room with dozens of square meters next to it.
Shazhu's sister He Yuyu lives in the penthouse. Although the area is not very large, there is no problem for the young couple to live here.
Housing is in short supply in Forty-Nine Cities. The current construction industry is not as developed as it was in later generations. As the younger generation grows up, housing becomes a problem.
People in the village usually don't dare to stay overnight in the city because the hotels and guest houses here are very expensive, costing more than one yuan and two a day. Generally, only clerks on business trips will stay there.
Even renting a house is very expensive, starting at at least three and a half yuan a month.
Materials are in short supply these days, and there is not much left over from the monthly salary. Three and a half yuan can buy five kilograms of meat, and if you buy stick noodles, you can buy fifty kilograms.
Even if Yi Zhonghai was rich, he would not let Yi Chuanzong rent a house, otherwise it would be difficult to find a wife if he didn't have a house in the future.
Fortunately, his past filial piety was rewarded now, and the deaf old lady did not refuse his request.
He still had confidence in Yi Chuanzong. He was such a strong young man, but it was because of his hair that he looked rough.
In fact, the two of them have a lot in common, and they both look kind-hearted, but he is more upright, and Yi Chuanzong looks more capable and brave, but sometimes his expression is a little dull, and he looks a lot stupid, but he is also an honest person.