Chapter 1490 Grandpa, I will come to see you next year (4200 words)
"The salary has also increased a bit, mainly because the work is easier than before." Zhou Yun showed a heartfelt smile on her face.
She is happier than anything else if her son is doing well at work and doing well.
The family grows dozens of acres of dried fruits, and she has no idea how much money her son can make from working for a year.
The world is big, but everyone's world is also small. She never expected that her son would be as famous as her nephew, and that would not necessarily be happiness for her.
After hearing what his aunt said, Xia Zekai was also happy for her: "That's good. My brother Peng doesn't have to work overtime during the New Year and the holidays. I can come back to spend the New Year with you."
Speaking of this matter, Zhou Yun snorted: "It's hard for me. He said that he would hold a food festival in Jicheng during the Chinese New Year. There are many restaurants that signed up to participate in the event. He may not come back this year.
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"Haha!" Xia Zekai laughed, never expecting this to happen.
"Zekai, how are you doing there? I just found out after watching the news. Why did you donate so much money?" Zhang Jun stretched out his hands in an exaggerated manner, feeling incredible.
"Uncle, not much. The main reason is that it snowed too much this time and the disaster in some places was too serious. Now that we have the ability, we can help if we can." Xia Zekai mentioned this.
Zhou Yun went to cook, and Zhou Yinghong also went to help.
During the meal, Xia Zekai also had two drinks with his father and uncle. The two of them talked about the family feud. Xia Zekai did not show off his "wide knowledge" at this time. He knew that if he did, he would be stupid.
This is home, not just a show!
"Uncle, I remember you are retiring soon." Xia Zekai asked.
This is what his aunt and uncle are both concerned about.
Sure enough, my uncle Zhang Jun was very happy when he mentioned this, and he talked a lot: "There are still eight months left, and I will quit in July next year. I finally made it to this year."
The aunt then said: "When your uncle retires, let him follow me to grow dried fruits and save more money for your brother Peng."
"Brother Peng is no better than you, he just needs to work hard."
"Haha, that's good!" Xia Zekai couldn't help laughing.
Zhang Jun raised his wine glass and wanted to drink another one with his brother-in-law. He muttered: "That boy Tang Jichang became the stationmaster. At that time, we didn't think much of him. He only knew how to give gifts and entertain guests, work and cheat, but who knew that some people would like this?"
No matter what, he finally took over Zhang You’s class.”
Zhang You was the webmaster who worked together with Zhang Jun and Xia Weicheng during their time. He worked for thirty years until he retired and gave up the chair under his buttocks.
I have to say that this is also a tragedy for the people below!
Zhang You kept occupying the position and refused to leave, so they had no hope of making an upward breakthrough.
When Xia Weicheng was in the golden age of his career, he once coveted the position of webmaster. He was also sent by the station to a university for further study. Unfortunately, he failed to survive Zhang You in the end and retired first.
Xia Zekai has been quietly listening to his father and uncle talking about these old stories, which were also the passion of their time.
He found this very interesting, far more exciting and warm than the intrigues in business.
"Uncle, you should be able to retire early now. There's nothing going on anyway. It's really hard to retire early." Xia Zekai poured his uncle another glass of wine and gave him an idea.
But Zhang Jun shook his head and disagreed. He said: "I only earn 4,000 yuan a month, and I can still earn more than 20,000 yuan. If you don't do it, who will give you this money for no reason?"
He said: "Besides, if we work for one more month, the employer will pay one more month of social security and provident fund. When I retire, won't I receive more?"
"No matter how small a mosquito's leg is, it's still meat!" Uncle Zhang Jun was enjoying himself as he calculated this sum.
Xia Weicheng agreed very much. He smiled and said: "Jun, my current pension is more than 2,000, and I think it will increase to less than 3,000 next year, which is pretty good."
Retired people are different from working people. People like Xia Zekai and his uncle who are working also have performance bonuses and employment subsidies, which add up to a lot.
When talking about this matter, Xia Weicheng was obviously more talkative.
The most simple life is the life of ordinary people, with little passion, and even day after day, repeated changes, and running for life, but there is infinite fun.
"Second sister, you won't come back to celebrate the New Year this year?" Aunt Zhou Yun asked.
Mother Zhou Yinghong nodded: "Zekai and the others are not coming back, so what are you doing when your brother-in-law and I come back? Let's have some fun over there."
Speaking of this, Zhou Yinghong looked at her old father Zhou Lin and couldn't help but say a few more words: "Dad, why don't you come with us to celebrate the New Year there this year and make it fun."
"If you don't want to go, what are you going to do? It's just fine at home." Grandpa Zhou Lin was quite stubborn and very stubborn.
When Zhou Yun heard her second sister mentioning this matter, she said, "Second sister, you don't have to worry. My father is here with me and nothing can go wrong."
Xia Zekai took the opportunity and said: "Auntie, uncle, I will move to the courtyard in a few days. The house is quite big. Otherwise, you might as well go to my place to celebrate the New Year this year."
"When you go, I can take you to Tiananmen Square and see the Forbidden City."
"By the way, do you remember that Heshen? His home is right next to mine." Xia Zekai also mentioned this specifically.
As expected, Zhou Yun was very interested when she heard her nephew talk about this.
She asked: "Real or fake? Is it the He Shen in "Iron Teeth and Bronze Teeth Ji Xiaolan"?" Zhou Yun couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
Xia Zekai shook his head: "No, I'm talking about the real Heshen in history. The one who played Heshen in "Iron Teeth and Bronze Teeth Ji Xiaolan" is named Wang Gang."
"Good guy, why are you still living with the traitorous minister?" my aunt Zhou Yun said suddenly.
It made the whole family laugh.
Uncle Zhang Jun also said: "Brother Peng bought a second-hand house in 2008. Do you think you bought a second-hand house in the Ming and Qing Dynasties?"
After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh even louder.
In the end, my uncle did not agree to go to Beijing to celebrate the New Year. He said: "There are still many things at home. After the New Year, I have to visit relatives, so I am busy!"
"Uncle, it's okay to stay for a few days. After celebrating the New Year there, I'll arrange a car to take you back." Xia Zekai tried his best to fight for it.
But my uncle Zhou Jun was also quite stubborn. He thought it would be too troublesome and refused to do anything.
There was no way to talk now, and Xia Zekai was not anxious for the time being, thinking of having a chat with his grandfather alone tomorrow.
If that doesn't work, he will follow the idea his father said in the car and use the guise of Yatou and Tongtong to trick his grandfather into going to the capital first.
I didn't go back to Xiajiazhuang in the evening, so I rested at my aunt's house.
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The next day, Xia Zekai got up early. Although his aunt's house was equipped with a stove for heating, the fire went out in the middle of the night. In the second half of the night, he relied on the residual heat of the water in the radiator for heating. In the morning, the temperature was no longer good.
When I stretched out a hand from the quilt, it felt cold.
"This is not okay. I can bear it, but my grandpa can't stand it either." Xia Zekai muttered.
He became more and more determined to take his grandfather away.
After staying in bed scrolling through his cell phone for a while, he saw that it was almost dawn outside and heard the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs outside. Xia Zekai got out of the bed.
Put on clothes and go out.
As soon as he came out, he saw his grandfather sitting at the door.
"Grandpa, why did you get up so early?" Xia Zekai was particularly surprised.
"I can't sleep anymore. At my age, I still have a lot of time to sleep!" Zhou Lin said with a smile.
His current state is not so much facing death without fear, but rather that he has looked down on life and death, and even wants to die.
Xia Zekai frowned slightly, feeling a little sad.
He said tentatively: "Grandpa, come with me to the capital to stay for a few days. I will send you back after the New Year."
Grandpa Zhou Lin looked up at the sky, which was not completely bright yet, so he did not speak.
This silent atmosphere made Xia Zekai feel a little depressed. He was thinking of a topic to break the dullness, but he heard his grandfather say: "Zekai, I know what your kid is thinking, and I also know what your parents think."
Yes, but..."
"Let me tell you something!"
Xia Zekai found a matza and placed it next to his grandfather, and sat down, as if he was listening.
"Grandpa, tell me!" Xia Zekai said.
He wanted to hear what nice stories his grandpa could tell.
But what he didn't expect was that what his grandfather told was not stories, but memories.
Grandpa Zhou Lin said: "Your grandma is 6 years older than me. We have known each other since the war. I was only 13 years old at that time. During the war, the shells were so loud that everyone in your grandma's family died...
"
In my grandfather's words, he and his grandmother met during the war, and they did not fall in love with each other. Instead, they were more like people who supported each other, lived together as a team, and figured out how to survive during the war years.
Grandpa also said that if there had been no war, he and grandma might not be able to be together.
Later, most of the time, my grandma took care of my grandpa. After all, when they met, my grandpa was still a big child and my grandma was already an adult.
To say that the two elders could have any kind of relationship at that time is nonsense.
But as time went by, they slowly got through the most difficult years. As time went by, after they had children, they couldn't let go of each other.
Listening to what his grandpa said, Xia Zekai seemed to understand something, and then he heard his grandpa say: "Zekai, I'm ninety years old. Who knows, one day I won't be able to open my eyes when I fall asleep. Your grandma
I can't sleep outside here..."
One sentence made Xia Zekai speechless.
At this time, he confirmed his suspicion that his grandpa also had some thoughts of returning to his roots, and he did not want to be too far away from his grandma at this time.
Or he feels that he has only a few years to live!
After telling this story, Zhou Lin said to Xia Zekai, "Zekai, will you be free later?"
"Yes, sir, just tell me what to do. Just give me your orders, and I won't even blink an eye at the swords and seas of fire." Xia Zekai said wisely.
Then I heard my grandpa say: "Zekai, take me to your grandma's grave and I'll say a few words to her."
"Sure!" Xia Zekai did not refuse.
He said: "We have to eat before we go."
"Well, just go after dinner, you won't be late." Zhou Lin said.
When he saw his aunt cooking, Xia Zekai told his aunt what his grandfather thought.
After Zhou Yun listened, she was silent for a while and said: "I never dared to take your grandpa to see your grandma, because I was afraid that he would not be able to think about it."
"Auntie, it's better to block the situation than to block it. Besides, my grandpa is getting older." Xia Zekai said.
Zhou Yun nodded: "Okay, let's go take a look together after dinner."
This was the third time Xia Zekai came to his grandma's grave. In fact, he could face it calmly.
But when he saw his grandpa sitting in front of his grandma's grave, muttering something, Xia Zekai suddenly couldn't let go. He felt filled with panic.
When I got closer, I could hear my grandpa saying: "Old lady, I am getting old too. I have only a few more years to live. When the time comes, we will be buried together."
"Yinghong and Zekai came to pick me up again and asked me to spend the New Year with them, but I didn't go."
"I'm not going anywhere this time. If I leave, if I die outside, I won't be able to find my way back. What will you do alone?"
"Old lady, you left a few years ago. They were very good to me. Don't worry. Yinghong left me money, and Zekai also left me money. I can't spend it at all. The three girls ask me what I want to eat every day.
Just buy me delicious food."
"If you haven't eaten it, you are not so lucky!"
"I don't know if you will still remember me if I die. I'm too old. The year before last, Zekai picked me up and talked and chatted with Brother Shande. Last year, Brother Shande also left.
, I am such a boring person, I might as well die early and be quiet, so as not to cause trouble to them."
"..."
At this time, Xia Zekai, his parents, aunt, and uncle were all listening.
Listening to his grandfather's ramble, Xia Zekai felt sad for no reason. It was at this moment that he seemed to truly understand his grandfather's thoughts.
Zhou Yinghong and Xia Weicheng, the old couple, had completely given up the idea of taking their old father to another place at this time.
Perhaps letting the old father live here is the best comfort to his heart.
I took my grandpa back to my aunt's house with me.
Xia Zekai and his parents planned to return to the capital after lunch.
Xia Zekai went out for a trip during the trip, and when he came back he brought back a black plastic bag. The contents inside seemed heavy.
After Zhou Yun saw it, she knew what was in the bag without having to guess. She didn't leave anything behind. Finally, Xia Zekai said something, and she said nothing else.
After lunch, before leaving, Xia Zekai loaded the car with some local products prepared by his aunt, vegetables grown at home...
"Sister, brother-in-law, Zekai, please go back slowly, don't be anxious, give me a call when you get there."
"You have me at home, and my father also has me, so don't worry!"
Zhou Yun also started to ramble. As she spoke, her eyes turned red. She raised her hand to wipe it twice, which made Zhou Yinghong also cry.
Xia Zekai saw that his grandfather was still sitting under the eaves without moving, and walked up to him while standing. When his parents, aunt, and uncle didn't know what was going on, they saw Xia Zekai knelt down and kowtowed three times: "
Grandpa, I’ll come see you again after the New Year.”
"You kid, you kid... get up." Zhou Lin kept repeating this sentence. He stood up staggeringly to help his grandson Xia Zekai, but Xia Zekai was afraid that his grandpa would fall again, so he quickly stood up.
He supported his grandfather.
At that moment, Zhou Yinghong was moved and knelt down to kowtow to her old father!
