"You're welcome, this is what I should do. Since you came to pick up Xiaoyu, I will go back first." After saying that, he left without looking back.
"Xiaoyu, let's go too, the car is at the door."
Looking at the things Zhang Yu brought, Xie Zhiyuan was also a little stunned. He pursed his lips and didn't know what to say. After a while, he said: "Xiao Yu, you take a look at the remaining luggage here first. I'll take it first."
Take these two bags to the car."
It took two or three trips back and forth to transport all the things to the car. In the car sat a middle-aged man who looked more or less like his uncle. He must have been his second uncle.
"Second uncle." Zhang Yu stepped forward and shouted.
"Okay, okay, just come. Just come." Xie Zhiying patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder and almost cried. This is the only child left by his little sister.
"Okay, it's winter, don't freeze Xiaoyu, let's go quickly." Xie Zhiyuan motioned for the two of them to get in the car.
"Xiaoyu, are you hungry? Let's go eat first and then go back."
"No, no, uncle, I ate in the car and I'm not hungry yet."
"Okay, if you're hungry, just tell me that you won't be polite to my uncle." After saying that, he turned to Xie Zhiying and said, "Second brother, let's go quickly! The road will be difficult to walk after dark."
After Zhang Yu got on the ox cart, he found that his uncle and the others really welcomed him. Although it was an ox cart, it was cleaned from top to bottom. There was thick straw on the bottom and there were also
A large thick quilt.
After he got in the car, Xie Zhiyuan silently moved the luggage in a direction to block the wind blowing from the front and sides, and then let him lie down on the quilt.
There was still deep snow on both sides of the road, but it was cleared into a not very wide road. Xie Zhiyuan was a little worried about his brother driving the ox cart, so he took it from his hand and drove the ox cart carefully.
Slowly and leisurely along the way, Zhang Yu gradually fell into sleep, and was not woken up until he arrived at the place.
After getting off the bullock cart, I saw two old people, and they cried to each other, and then they entered the house under the persuasion of everyone.
"Father, mother, you guys talk first, I'll go take the oxcart to the brigade." Xie Zhiyuan said after unloading the luggage.
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Here Zhang Yu was pulled onto the kang, and the two old men asked about his recent situation. When they first heard that he said he was no longer going to school to go to work, they frowned in disapproval.
It wasn't until I heard that he had given up his job and was going to go back to study that his frown relaxed.
"At your age, it's time to go to school. Since you have the opportunity to go to school, you must go to school well."
After all, they had not met each other very often, so the relationship between the two parties was still a bit awkward. Zhang Yu, thinking that he was a junior, began to actively look for topics to talk about.
This topic of searching brought up the matter of the package. When I received the package, there was no information at all in it. If my sister-in-law hadn’t thought that even her comrades would not be able to send so many things, and she also thought that her grandma’s home was in the Northeast.
It's still unclear who sent it.
After hearing Zhang Yu's words, Xie Hongguang paused and asked, "Is there no letter in the package?"
"No, not since the first package. I've been wondering who sent it?"
When Xie Hongguang heard his grandson's words, his eyes suddenly became sharp. You're such a middle child. You can't do anything well, so what's the use of you?
He turned to Zhang Yu and said with a smile: "Xiao Yu, you must be tired after riding in the car for so long. Let your grandma take you to have a rest. Let's have a big dinner tonight."
Zhou Suqin, who knew what her wife wanted to do, also turned around and prepared to take her grandson to rest. As for the fact that her second son would be beaten, she didn't feel bad at all. It was time for him to be educated and to do things well.
But the brain.
Realizing that he seemed to have cheated his second uncle, Zhang Yu shrugged his shoulders and followed his grandma to rest obediently.
On the other side, Xie Hongguang saw that his grandson had gone to rest, so he turned around and took a bamboo stick, ready to beat Xie Zhiying.
Xie Zhiying started running around the yard, shouting: "Dad, Dad, what did I do wrong again? Why did you hit me again?"
"What did you do wrong? What did you say you did wrong?" Xie Hongguang gritted his teeth when he mentioned this matter.
"How would I know if you didn't tell me?" Xie Zhiying escaped from her father again, still thinking that it seemed that her old man's health had indeed recovered, and he had the strength to chase him all over the yard and beat him.
"You, you, you, you are so angry with me!" The furious Xie Hongguang raised his stick and was about to hit him.
The stick was grabbed by Xie Zhiyuan, who had just entered the door. "Dad, what's going on? What mistake did Zhiying make? He is so old, so you have to give him some face in front of the child." He said and looked at it.
Looking at a group of children watching the excitement on the side, their expressions changed. The children wisely gave up the idea of watching the excitement and hurried back to the house.
In this family, they can mess with anyone, but they don't dare to mess with Xie Zhiying. Even if they don't get hurt on the surface, they will be tortured secretly every time.
Moreover, grandparents would never favor them in this regard, and would watch the jokes every time.
"What mistake did he make? Ask him what mistake he made?" Xie Hongguang glared at Xie Zhiying.
Xie Zhiying looked at her eldest brother aggrievedly: "I don't even know what happened. As soon as I entered the yard, my father was going to beat me with a stick."
"You, let me ask you, where is the letter inside the package you have sent so many times? Where did you put the letter?"
"Letter, what letter?" Xie Zhiying didn't respond for a moment.
"What letter are you talking about? It's a letter I wrote to my grandson."
"Didn't you send it out?" Xie Zhiying was mid-sentence when he suddenly thought of something. Huan Mei, who was busy in the kitchen at this time, suddenly thought of something, "Master, every time our father sends you a letter, don't you always pretend to have it?"
Is it in the bag? When I was packing your things yesterday, why did I see an envelope in the bag?"
"Ah, didn't I put the letter in the package?" Xie Zhiying wailed and ran back to his room. He opened the package and saw several messy letters inside. He only had one thought: he was finished. What on earth was he thinking at that time?
Yes, I actually forgot the letter, not once or twice, but every time.
Xie Zhiyuan watched his second brother come out crying, wondering what else he didn't understand. He probably didn't send the letter.
He put down the stick in his hand, stepped aside, and said to Xie Hongguang: "Dad, I don't care about this matter. You can do it yourself."
Then he ignored Xie Zhiying's wails and just watched from the side. It was really time for his second brother to teach him a lesson. The key to making such mistakes at such an old age is not just once or twice.
Looking at his eldest brother who had withdrawn from the battle, Xie Zhiying knew that he would not be able to escape today. Why did he forget about it?