After get off work, Yi Chuanzong was waiting at the factory gate, watching from a distance as Yi Zhonghai and Shazhu walked towards them with square steps.
Nodding to Silly Zhu, Yi Chuanzong asked: "Uncle, why are you late from get off work today?"
"Today's work requires higher precision and more careful workmanship," Yi Zhonghai explained.
Yi Chuanzong nodded, and then took out today's salary from his pocket. He ate and drank freely for half a month, and now he was finally able to pay some living expenses.
Although he usually said that he could support himself, he actually felt quite uncomfortable in his heart. After all, he was such a big man, and it was not normal for him to have people take care of him all the time.
"Uncle, here you go, your salary is paid today."
Yi Zhonghai looked at the ten dollars handed over, raised his head and looked at Yi Chuanzong. Looking at the pure smile and serious eyes, he immediately understood that the money must be collected.
Yi Chuanzong worked very hard, and he usually had good conversations with his co-workers, and he showed a strong sense of self-esteem, which he noticed.
Why does he feel like there is a little sand in his eyes?
Although they paid far more than the ten yuan, Yi Zhonghai had mixed feelings in his heart. This was the first time someone paid him money! It was his own child!
He had fantasized about this kind of scene when he was young, but unfortunately the couple never had children.
From youth full of hope to the age of 30, when rumors spread, another ten years passed in middle age with fear day and night, and he finally thought about it.
As he approaches fifty, he has accepted this reality, maybe this is his destiny, and has given up those thoughts. Now that this sudden change has occurred, he feels always blocked in his heart.
After blinking hard, Yi Zhonghai turned around and walked forward. He said in a dry voice: "I'll give this money to your aunt, and now she's in charge of the accounts."
How could you not let the old lady experience this feeling?
Yi Chuanzong also blinked, then leaned forward and said with a playful smile: "Uncle, do you really think this money is given to you? I just let you pass it on, and then give it to auntie."
Yi Zhonghai just nodded silently and did not scold him for his glib tone as usual this time.
He is still feeling complicated in his heart. There are sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty tastes. It is not something he can adjust to in a short while. He is a grown man and he is on the street.
Can hold it in.
When Yi Chuanzong saw this, he stopped joking and just followed the uncle silently.
Silly Zhu also followed silently. He was still smiling stupidly before, but the envy in his eyes almost overflowed, and his smile became stiffer, with a hint of adult complexity.
The three of them walked until they reached the entrance of the alley, and there were more and more acquaintances on the street.
"Master, are you and your nephew off work?" a rich-looking aunt greeted.
"Yes, the factory is on holiday, Lao Liu's food factory is also on holiday, right?" Yi Zhonghai smiled habitually, someone greeted him, and the five-flavor bottle in his heart was lifted up.
"Hey! I'm not sure about him yet. He's on rotation, so I don't know if he's there or not. I won't hear from him until I get back from get off work." The aunt said with some dissatisfaction.
"Lao Liu didn't have a holiday last year, so it should be his turn this time." Yi Zhonghai said with a smile.
The aunt also had a smile on her face, "Almost, almost."
"Okay, let's go back then."
"Okay, you're busy."
After several greetings in succession, Yi Zhonghai's mood improved a lot, "Tomorrow our family will go to the Imperial City Building. There will be a large rally and parade there. It will be lively by then. Let's follow the large troops and stop by when we come back.
Go shopping in Wangfujing.”
"Parade?" Yi Chuanzong's eyes lit up when he heard this. He has never participated in such an event, that is, he has seen it on TV. Then he will have to feel the atmosphere and the spirit of this time.
"Uncle, when should we go?"
This was the first time Yi Zhonghai had seen him look so anxious, "Last year it started at eight o'clock, but not necessarily this year. I'll go to the street office later to see if there's any notice on it, and I'll open one when I get back."
Organize a general meeting of the hospital and set a time together."
"Okay! Let's go faster then!"
Yi Chuanzong's footsteps became much more brisk. After coming here for a month, he finally encountered something interesting, such as large gatherings and parades. It was so lively!
Does it have to be an older and pretty girl?
The three of them quickened their pace and soon arrived at the courtyard. At this time, Qin Huairu was walking in the courtyard. When she heard the footsteps, she turned her head and said with a smile: "Master, it's rare for the three of you to get off work together."
Silly Zhu said happily: "Today, the leader is not eating in the factory, so there is no need to open a small stove."
The uncle smiled and nodded, "You should be careful when you are in the yard."
Qin Huairu glanced at her house and said, "It's okay. I have experience. Besides, my mother-in-law is at home. If I feel like it, I will call her."
Yi Zhonghai tugged Yi Chuanzong's arm, "Why don't you call someone? Don't you know him?"
Yi Chuanzong smiled. The last time something happened, he turned around and left when he saw Qin Huairu.
But then he felt something was wrong. Why should he be afraid of so many people now?
So Xiao cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "Sister-in-law!"
"Ouch~"
Qin Huairu immediately screamed in pain, her pretty face twisted into a meat bun, and the little Sophora japonica in her belly started to make noise again.
She had thought it was cute when she saw Yi Chuanzong dodge before, but she didn't expect that she couldn't stand it anymore when he said something.
Qin Huairu patiently stroked her round belly with both hands, constantly comforting her heart, "Sophora japonica, you still remember! Don't be afraid, mom is here."
Hearing this familiar sound, Yi Chuanzong immediately became excited, just like the last time he relied on him. He quickly turned to look at his uncle, then turned to look at Silly Zhu, and shouted loudly: "Uncle, Zhu Zhu
Brother, you have all seen that this child has nothing to do with me!"
Qin Huairu raised her head and glanced at him bitterly. It would have been better after the two strokes, but as soon as the man made a sound, the little Sophora japonica started to make a fuss again, and the movements were even more violent than before. She felt that her time had come.
, I had no choice but to cast aside a resentful look and immerse myself in the pain on the eve of childbirth.
When the uncle heard what he said, he immediately rolled his eyes and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? Go and call her mother-in-law out, and take the prepared door panels and a few more quilts. Come on, I'm here to watch."
Here, she must be about to give birth! We have to take her to the hospital."
Yi Chuanzong smiled. It was just a subconscious reaction. That night, he was so suffocated that he didn't even dare to take a big breath. This time he just wanted to breathe out, but he didn't expect an accident.
"Ding, the system randomly selects, congratulations on your super luck! This time it is a ten times critical hit! Based on your current labor-inducing behavior, the medical skill level is 10!"
Yi Chuanzong was immediately stunned. There is something wrong with this system. Is it because there is no mother in the system?
He worked hard in the factory and worked hard without triggering the system selection. As soon as he saw the widow in the yard, the system began to gain a sense of presence!
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and go!" Yi Zhonghai said angrily.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Yi Chuanzong responded several times before finally coming to his senses, and Sayazi ran towards the east wing.
Before leaving, he glanced at Shazhu. This guy was also in a state of panic. He was completely confused. He was worse than him. No wonder he was picked on later.