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Chapter 585 Daily life

"It's okay."

Sister Han reassured the complainant that everything was under control.

Bank staff: "That's good."

Sister Han is still very reassuring. In the past few days, Sister Han has consulted about their mortgage. At first glance, she is a young and promising young man who knows how to make money for the bank.

At this time, Han Xiaoxiao picked up the walkie-talkie and asked Zhang Qi if he was ready because he would be filming a circus later.

After Zhang Qi gave the reply "Oh, yes", she went to call Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao came over quickly, "It's boring."

The three of them all planned an ambush, killing people, knocking down towers and taking heads, so that Director Jiang could avenge his previous shame.

pity.

Didn't come across it.

After Zhou Hao withdrew, Jiang Yang also put down his cell phone.

He read an astronomy book for a while, played with his new toy astronomical telescope for a while, and then had lunch at noon. Jiang Yang ate a rich vegetable dinner because Li Qingning had checked and said that eating more vegetables can help recovery.

After meal.

Li Qingning drove and they went to Teacher Li Qingning's house together.

at the same time.

Professor Zhang next door to Teacher Li Qingning is busy in the kitchen, cooking a few special dishes.

Just then, the door rang.

Professor Zhang opened the door and saw Teacher Feng knocking on the door.

Old Fengtou!

When Professor Zhang's wife was still alive, she often visited upstairs and downstairs, and the relationship between the families was okay. But after his wife passed away, Professor Zhang became withdrawn and gradually lost contact with his neighbors.

At most, it was just a nod of acquaintance.

But I don’t know what’s going on lately, the neighbors like to go to his house.

Sometimes he showed obvious unwelcomeness, and they would sit for a while and chat about something.

this time--

Old Fengtou also came.

He held the wine in his hand. After Professor Zhang opened the door, he took a sniff and said, "Yes, it smells good. Let's have a drink."

Professor Zhang: “No, can you—can you drink?”

He remembered that when a neighbor came to sit at his house a few days ago, he said that Old Fengtou had amnesia.

"Amnesia is not Alzheimer's disease."

Old Fengtou could not help but squeeze in, "It's benign and won't affect drinking!"

Professor Zhang didn't want Old Feng to be here, "You have to pay attention to it, right?"

Old Fengtou: "At this age, if I don't drink anymore, I can only watch the wine being offered in front of the photo. I can't drink just by looking at it."

What else could Professor Zhang do? He could only close the door and follow in. After Old Feng opened the wine, he went to the kitchen and brought two plates of fried vegetables, one plate of peanuts and one plate of stir-fried kidneys, and drank it.

.

Old Fengtou: "Finished? Two dishes are enough to drink."

He sniffed again, "I still smell the smell of roasted fish."

Professor Zhang: "Eat your food. If you think the food is not enough, I will give you another two taels of iron nails?"

This is Kyoto Beir's authentic dish to go with drinks.

Old Fengtou: "I don't care if it doesn't have rust."

In the past, when supplies were scarce, if you wanted to drink but had no food to go with the wine, you would eat iron nails. Among them, rusty iron nails had the best taste, and if dipped in soy sauce, they would be the perfect food to go with the wine.

At their age, Professor Zhang and Old Fengtou have all experienced that era.

The two of them laughed.

They clinked their glasses,

They were chatting one after another, and the drinks were served very slowly, and the food and drinks were also served very slowly. Old Fengtou could tell that Professor Zhang was waiting for someone, and he would prick up his ears from time to time to listen for the parking lot downstairs.

movement.

Old Fengtou: "Who are you waiting for?"

Professor Zhang: "No, I'm not waiting for anyone."

Old Fengtou didn't believe it, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just waited for a while and then asked: "Who are you waiting for?"

Professor Zhang knew that Old Fengtou might have forgotten that he had asked.

He answered the same question again.

Then--

Old Fengtou then asked: "It's just two dishes, what's enough to drink? Go and finish another plate quickly, I smell fish."

Professor Zhang still doesn't know whether Old Fengtou did it on purpose or if he forgot about it.

finally.

When Old Fengtou said this for the fourth time, Professor Zhang had to stand up and decided to get another plate of food.

He was tired of being asked.

He felt that Old Fengtou definitely did it on purpose.

Just when he stood up, the sound of cars sounded from downstairs.

Professor Zhang stopped by the balcony to take a look and saw Li Qingning and Jiang Yang getting out of a nice-looking sports car. Jiang Yang was limping and touching his waist, and was being helped up the stairs by Li Qingning.

Professor Zhang asked Old Feng to wait, and he quickly entered the kitchen.

Jiang Yang and his wife went to the teacher's house first. After saying hello there, Jiang Yang moved to knock on Professor Zhang's door. The person who opened the door was an unknown old man. Professor Zhang came out of the kitchen and introduced him.

Old Fengtou.

"You guys sit down first."

Professor Zhang still held the shovel in his hand, "I have a few more dishes."

"good."

Jiang Yang agreed and sat on the sofa.

The house is still the same as when we first arrived, with many things and a mess, but I don't know if it's because of Old Feng's presence that the house is a little more lively.

Old Fengtou wanted to pour Jiang Yang a glass of wine, "Drink a glass——"

Professor Zhang: "Jiang Yang is still young. You old man, don't teach young people bad words. Xiao Jiang, there is Coke in the refrigerator. Take out the lemonade I made in the morning -"

Jiang Yang moved to the refrigerator.

Old Feng looked at Jiang Yang's walking posture and said, "I think Xiao Jiang should drink wolfberry!"

Professor Zhang, who was in the kitchen, was convinced when he heard what he said, "There is a wolfberry gift box issued by the school in the cabinet next to it, which has not been opened yet."

"I run a marathon!"

Jiang Yang clarifies.

What's more -

If there is Coke, he will not drink wolfberry.

only--

When he opened the refrigerator, Jiang Yang couldn't get rid of the blue can of Coke, Coke Zero...

A heretic.

A product that is equivalent to turning Coke green. Not only does it have no soul, it does not even have a body. It is simply an evil existence!

Jiang Yang: "Uncle, you must have done it on purpose!"

He took two cans of blue.

He would rather be a heretic than drink this evil thing.

Professor Zhang didn't say anything in the kitchen. He brought out the fried fish pieces, braised dried beans and fried chicken. Then, they put the dishes on a small table and moved them to the balcony, "Let's eat, drink and listen."

story."

Jiang Yang: "Wait a minute."

Before everyone moved their chopsticks, Jiang Yang took a bite of the fried fish nuggets. Lao Zhang’s cooking skills were really good. The fried fish nuggets were extremely well made, crispy and tender. “I’ll let my wife try it,” Jiang Yang

He unceremoniously put most of the fish pieces into his bowl and limped to Teacher Li Qingning's house.

Old Fengtou: "There are not many people who are so handsome and still love their wives. Whose little girl is so lucky?"

Professor Zhang reported Li Qingning’s name.

"hiss--"

Old Fengtou: "Is this kid's ancestral grave lit with rockets?"

professor Zhang:"……"

This combination of science and superstition left him speechless for a while.

After a while, Jiang Yang came back satisfied.

He asked Professor Zhang to teach him the fried fish nuggets another day. His wife liked it very much and gave a few pieces to the teacher and his students.

"good."

Professor Zhang agreed and then asked Jiang Yang to sit down so that he could tell stories now.

Old Fengtou: "What story?"

Professor Zhang: “Science fiction story!”

Old Fengtou: "Hey, I just listened to a science fiction story recently. My grandson told it to me. It was quite touching. Let me tell you about it-"

Jiang Yang: "Okay!"

He quite likes listening to stories.

When he was very young, his parents were uninhibited and free-spirited, so they left him with his grandma. His grandma told him a lot of stories, many of them were ghost stories, about a wolf pretending to be an adult and deceiving his siblings. In bed at night,

Jiang Yang obviously ate his younger brother and lied to his sister that he was eating fried soybeans. Jiang Yang's memory is incomplete.

They were all waiting for Mr. Feng to speak.

However--

Old Fengtou thought hard for a while and finally said: "I forgot."

"Hi!"

Professor Zhang and Jiang Yang agreed by chance.


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