This name sounds familiar, where have you heard it?
In a flash of lightning, Zhou Yuchen remembered that this was the political commissar Luo who had carried his grandfather across the swamp and rescued her grandmother.
A great benefactor of the Zhou family.
"Hello, Grandpa Luo."
He quickly stood up and said hello, and he didn't know whether it was because of excitement or other reasons, but he started talking non-stop like a machine gun was mounted on his mouth.
"Is this Grandma Luo? You are still as elegant and beautiful as ever. My grandma always praises you as a heroic girl at home, and grandpa Luo as a hero..."
Jian Yuelan twisted for a moment, then quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea in disguise.
The second elder was also praised by him and had black lines on his forehead, so he quickly interrupted, "I've passed it."
He has a really sweet mouth, and he really doesn't know how to praise others.
If he continues to praise them, they will be expelled and join the ranks of gods or spirits.
Thinking of what he said about being ten feet tall and holding two guns weighing more than a hundred kilograms, the old lady was a bit confused and said, "Your grandma taught you to praise people like this?"
"This doesn't happen."
The young man shook his head honestly, "It's all my own thinking."
He had a bright smile on his face and looked like he was begging for praise.
Jian Yuelan and the others, "..."
This doesn't look very smart!
At this moment, the landlady came to serve the food again. The old man was really hungry, and he was also worried about Doudou being hungry. He was no longer in the mood to chat with him, so he waved, "Take your classmate with you..."
His eyes fell on the face of the young man who said they were prodigal, and he immediately said respectfully, "Hello, old gentleman, my name is Ge Junkun."
The old man said, "Xiao Zhou, you and Xiao Ge come over and eat together."
"No, no, no, Grandpa Luo, you guys eat, we've also ordered."
Zhou Yuchen quickly waved his hand and refused. If he was the only one, he would definitely not be polite.
As for the savior of his grandparents, without Grandpa Luo carrying his grandfather across the swamp, and later escorting his grandparents all the way to the base area, his father would not have been possible.
Without his father, naturally he would not be possible.
Therefore, there is no difference between the Luo couple and his biological grandparents.
There is no need to be polite with your own grandparents.
However, he is not alone. There is also a classmate here. It doesn't matter if he eats by himself, but it is inappropriate to take his classmate with him.
Seeing his refusal, Ge Junkun also said no.
Then, people at the two tables each had their own meal. After eating and drinking, they parted ways.
Zhou Yuchen and the others went back to school, while Jian Yuelan and the others went home with the meals packed for Ahua and the others.
Before leaving, the old man and Zhou Yuchen exchanged addresses.
Little Doudou even raised his little hand and waved to the two of them, "Goodbye, brother and uncle."
"Goodbye Doudou!"
After everyone left, Ge Junkun said depressedly, "Why am I the uncle and you are the brother."
Zhou Yuchen, who had not noticed the wrong title before, was stunned for a moment, and then he realized it and said, "Based on this, am I a generation shorter than you?"
"Obvious thing."
"No, I am your uncle and you are your brother. You have to call me uncle."
Then, the two started arguing about who was the brother and who was the uncle.
We fought all the way to school and there was no winner.
At this time, Jian Yuelan and the others had arrived home and were catching up with Ahua and the others to prepare their own meals.
"Come and eat."
She took the food out of the basket and placed it on the table. Several little girls immediately exclaimed, "That's so much meat."
"Sister, are the clothes selling well today?"
"good."
Not averagely good, but very good.
In the afternoon, several people bought clothes in the morning and brought friends and relatives to buy them. There were 323 pieces of clothes in total, and 108 pieces were sold today alone.
In the evening, the old man gave lessons to Xiao Ding, A Miao and the others. Jian Yuelan closed the bedroom door and sat on the mat to do the accounting.
The old lady helped, and a bunch of cats gathered around the child counting money.
However, he only learned the numbers one hundred. A big unity card is ten yuan. What should he do if he can’t count the numbers after 100?
It doesn't matter, this is a child who is good at using his brain.
Every time he comes out with dozens of sheets, he puts them aside, and after dozens more sheets, he puts them aside...
Daji and the others were causing trouble and stretching out their paws to get money, but he stopped them over and over again, but they did not delay his work.
So, when Jian Yuelan and the old lady finished their business, they looked down and saw, my dear, there were piles of big unity on the ground.
What's left is 5 yuan, 2 yuan...5 jiao and other change.
"Have you figured out how much it is?"
Jian Yuelan couldn't help laughing when she saw him blocking the cats with one hand to prevent Daji and the others from causing trouble, and pinching the cats with his little fingers as fast as he was doing.
"No."
The child stopped pinching his fingers, hugged Meimei and took a deep breath. He raised his chubby face and sighed, "Mom, I can't do math. Am I stupid?"
"Who said it, we Doudou are the smartest."
Jian Yuelan leaned over and kissed his chubby face, "You can't do it because you have learned too few numbers and you haven't mastered the multiplication table yet. You will do it when you become proficient."
"Then I have to study hard and not make the same mistake next time."
"Um."
"Mom, how much is the price here?!"
"Mom and Tai Nai count."
"good."
Then, the two began to count the money. They counted the money twice. Once the numbers were exchanged, they all matched.
The old lady swallowed her saliva and said, "Zhizhi, how much do your three customized pieces cost?"
She was a little flustered by the amount of money.
"Three thousand."
Good guy, this is really a rich man.
Spending 3,000 yuan to buy three pieces of clothing, no wonder I have to choose the mid-to-high-end route.
The money came in really fast.
Others have a lot of hard work to become a household worth ten thousand yuan, but she is so good that she can achieve her goal in one day.
"Where's the embroidery?"
"Five thousand eight."
The old lady said oh and felt relieved.
That's right, with these two big guys here, it's not surprising that there will be so much money.
She took a rope to help tie the money, "Will you save it tomorrow?"
"Save some money on the way to the garment factory."
It’s okay, it’s not practical to keep so much money at home.
The child looked curious, "Mom, where is the money?"
"bank."
"Can I save my money?"
Jian Yuelan looked up and saw anticipation written on the child's face, "Then wait until dad comes back and ask dad to take you to save money, okay?"
"good."
As long as you can save it, it doesn't matter when you save the children.
He took Jian Yuelan's homemade sales report and read it over, "Mom, did we make money today?"
"Yes."
Jian Yuelan took the report and settled the accounts for him, "Look, we sold a total of 108 pieces of clothing today, of which 20 were eight-yuan tops, which is 160."
"30 pairs of pants were sold for 18 yuan, how much is that?"
The child pinched his fingers and counted for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out.
"Mom, I don't know."
"540."
Jian Yuelan took a pen and paper and taught him how to multiply two-digit numbers.
This kid is smart and knows everything.
After she finished speaking, he clapped his little hands and said, "Mom, I seem to have learned it. Look at how much the skirt sold, and I will do the math."
"Okay."
Then, Jian Yuelan reported to him the prices of several skirts and the quantity sold.