Based on their interactions during this period, Xiaoyu would basically tell them anything that he could know. Since Zhang Yu didn't explicitly say what his contribution was this time, it couldn't be told to the outside world.
The two of them looked around the current house again. Xie Zhiying was quite satisfied with it. The house was pretty good.
The dinner was very sumptuous. After receiving the telegram from the Northeast two days ago and learning that the second brother in law was going to send Zhang Yu back, my sister-in-law and uncle went shopping for food for the banquet two days in advance.
Unfortunately, the supply is tight now. There is no fresh pork for sale on the market. We can only buy some canned meat.
Zhang Guifang had to ask many people to buy these cans. Fortunately, she still had some leftover bacon from the New Year at home, so she gritted her teeth and killed the hen that didn't lay much eggs.
After all, food is tight now, and there is no food to feed the chickens. Naturally, they don't lay many eggs, and they have lost some weight during this period. I just took this opportunity to kill them, which can be regarded as improving the food.
"I'm not an outsider, why do I prepare so many dishes?" Xie Zhiying looked at the dishes on the table and said to Zhang Guifang.
"Isn't it rare for you to come here? I must treat you well."
Next, Xie Zhiying plans to take Zhang Yu to meet some of his old friends, and then visit some elders.
Firstly, it was to see how they were doing and how they were doing now, and secondly, it was to ask them to take care of Zhang Yu while he was away from Beijing.
Zhang Yu accepted his second uncle's kindness and kept it in mind.
The next day, his second uncle took him to an old friend's place. When he first walked in, the man looked at Xie Zhiying and was obviously stunned. After he realized what he was doing, he came forward to hug him enthusiastically and patted him vigorously.
Shoulder.
While taking pictures, he asked in surprise: "Zhiying, when did you come back and how long have you been back? Are Uncle Xie and the others also coming back together?"
"Ahem, cough, cough, are you going to slap me to death? Can't you be gentler? Now when guests come, you don't pour a glass of water and let me drink some water before talking?" Xie Zhiying covered the place where he was photographed. This old boy is still like this,
The attack was ruthless.
"Hey hey hey, who kept you from coming back for so long? If you don't make it clear today, you really don't care whether you drink water or not." Fan Weiqing smiled sheepishly, but the strength in his hand increased by two points, making Xie Zhiying shake.
He hit it twice and almost fell down.
"Your hands are still so strong." Xie Zhiying tried to avoid his hands. If he continued to slap his hands like this, he would not be able to go back today.
"Hey, I haven't lost any effort in all these years!" Fan Weiqing was very proud of this.
"I'm telling you, please be gentler next time, I can't stand your slaps like this." Xie Zhiying was frightened at first, then turned around and said: "My dad and the others are very good, they didn't come back together this time, only
I came back alone. My nephew came back from the Northeast by train alone. The elderly at home were not at ease, so they asked him to be sent here."
Only then did the man see someone behind Xie Zhiying. He was a little excited to see an old friend he hadn't seen for more than ten years, and didn't notice anything else for a while.
After noticing Zhang Yu's appearance, Fan Weiqing said in surprise: "Is this your nephew? He looks so much like your Xie family!" Zhiying, the nephew, looked 70% the same as the elder brother Xie in his young memory.
Similar, but more refined than Brother Xie.
"That's right, my nephew looks like my uncle. Of course my nephew looks like my uncle!" Xie Zhiying said proudly.
"Bah! Don't add glory to your face. When I say he looks like your Xie family, I mean he looks like your brother and Uncle Xie. I don't mean he looks like you. Your nephew is much prettier than you."
The man patted Xie Zhiying and hit him again: "You really don't have any self-awareness at all, and you don't look at your tall and thick appearance. How can it compare with Uncle Xie and Brother Xie who look like handsome young men? If it weren't for your facial features
There are still some places like Uncle Xie, we all thought you brought them here!"
"What's wrong with being tall? Is it my fault for being so strong?" Every time she mentioned this, Xie Zhiying felt a little aggrieved. Both her brother and father were so handsome, even young.
At that time, many people said that if they were in ancient times, they would definitely be scholars with beautiful faces, the kind of people who could be selected to catch their son-in-law just because of their appearance.
But they are not short either. Why are they obviously the same height, but the words used to describe them are "Yushushulinfeng", "gentle and elegant", etc., but the words used to describe him are only "big and thick".
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"Let me tell you, Aunt Xie and Uncle Xie are both very good-looking, and Brother Xie grew up based on their strengths. Why do you just focus on their shortcomings? You are going against your ancestors in some places!"
Fan Weiqing looked at his expression and continued to stab his heart.
"You're talking about me, at least I'm tall enough. Look at you, you're not much taller than Wu Dalang." The old guys who grew up together have no scruples in talking to each other, and they know what each other's pain points are.
Naturally, just step on the opponent's most painful point.
"I'm short. I'm a normal height, okay? Why don't you look at that stupid big guy of yours? I won't even give it to you." As expected, Fan Weiqing jumped up anxiously when he heard this. He hates people saying he is short.
.
But Xie Zhiying is not someone else, but an old friend who has grown up together. Naturally, there is no big problem. The worst thing is that the next time we meet, we can just give him a few hard pats in the name of a hug.
"You're not short, I'm short." Xie Zhiying said soft words, but she didn't look at teasing him and marked the heights of the two of them with her hand.
"You, what do you mean, you ugly ghost!" Fan Weiqing was really anxious.
"You're short!"
"You are ugly!" In fact, Fan Weiqing also knew in his heart that Xie Zhiying was not ugly, but could be considered handsome. However, compared with Uncle Xie and Brother Xie, he did not look so good-looking, but this did not prevent him from taking this
Reasons to hit him.
"You're short!" Xie Zhiying also knew that among ordinary people, Fan Weiqing's height was not considered short. But that couldn't stop them because the old guys were all tall, which made him look short.
"You are ugly!"
"..."
"..."
The two people were bickering like little kids next to them. Zhang Yu was stunned as he watched from the side, and for a moment he didn't know if he should go forward.
In the end, it was the man who couldn't stand up to Xie Zhiying, so he turned around and saw him again: "See, you brought your nephew here this time. I'll give your nephew some face and won't quarrel with you."