Xia Zekai held these two 50-yuan notes in his hand, and he felt uncomfortable in every way.
"Grandma, grandpa, it's cold outside. Come in quickly!" When Xia Zekai got in the car, he saw that the two elders were still standing at the gate.
The second uncle stood aside, waving and shouting: "Zekai, drive slowly on the road, don't be anxious, call me when you get home."
Xia Zekai was at his wits end and couldn't persuade him. After the whole family got in the car and sat down, he slowly drove forward.
In the car, the girl asked innocently: "Dad, don't you go with me, grandma?"
Xia Zekai didn't expect that his boss would ask such a question, so he shook his head and said, "No, your great-grandmother's house is right here."
"But, my great-grandma gave me delicious food and played with me. I want to play with my great-grandma." As the girl spoke, her little eyes began to mist.
Among the people in the car, Zhou Yinghong was the most touched. The two people behind her who were still standing in the wind watching them were her biological father and mother.
Xia Zejiang turned his head and looked through the car glass behind him, and shouted: "Brother, our grandma and grandpa are still standing there, they haven't moved."
"..."
After returning home, Xia Zekai was in a better mood. The girl also recovered and went to play with Tongtong again.
Grandpa Xia Shande was sitting in the yard. There was a radio next to him, which was playing Peking Opera. He squinted slightly, shook his head and hummed a few words along with "咿咿咿亚亚".
"Grandpa, your singing is really average." Xia Zekai moved a small horse and sat next to the old man and said to him directly.
Xia Shande opened his eyes, glanced at his grandson, and said, "Zekai, if you weren't my grandson, I would hit you with my cane."
"Oh, grandpa is still going strong!" Xia Zekai quickly complimented him.
"Grandpa, let's discuss something. You wait until I change to a bigger house and then go to Qicheng to live for a while."
Xia Shande continued to sing Peking Opera with squinted eyes. When he heard what his grandson said, he shook his head directly: "If you don't go, it will cause trouble for you two. It's not worth it."
"It's okay. I'm not going to work now. Then I will walk with you at home every day..."
Before he finished speaking, Xia Zekai fainted.
Fuck, I got carried away and let it slip.
Sure enough, Xia Shande looked at his grandson with wide, cloudy eyes this time. He turned off the radio with a big palm covered with age spots and looked at Xia Zekai with bright eyes: "Zekai, what did you just say?
What?"
"Uh!" Xia Zekai didn't think about getting away with it, and finally told his grandfather about the current situation.
After he finished speaking, he also specially warned: "Grandpa, I'm just starting out now, so you must keep it a secret. If my parents find out, my big mouth will spread all over the village."
The old man's focus was obviously not on this. He asked: "Zekai, you just said that you earned more than 20,000 yuan in ten days?"
"Well, it's more or less the same, but it's very hard, and I don't work in vain, but I can make more money than when I was working." Xia Zekai didn't hide this from his grandfather.
The old man said meaningfully: "Ah Kai, grandpa will keep this matter a secret for you. Don't talk about it anymore in Xiazhuang. They are all talking and don't see people making money. It might just happen.
What's up."
"Hey, I know it all!" Xia Zekai said in his heart that his grandfather had no idea.
Do things in a high-profile manner, be a low-key person, and just make some money and put it safely in your own pocket.
Xia Shande never expected that the most promising person among his subordinates, except for his shrewd second grandson Xia Yunhui, would not be willing to give in too much!
Maybe this one is even better than his second brother.
After a while, the tune of Peking Opera sounded again in the small courtyard, and the humming sounds became more cheerful.
When it was time for dinner in the evening, neither the eldest brother nor the second brother came back. They called back and said they were having dinner at an old classmate's place and sleeping there that night.
The uncle, Xia Weiguo, cursed: "Maybe I went to someone else's house again. These two bears are so big and they don't know what's going on."
Xia Zekai knew that the uncle was talking about the two cousins' grandma's family. After the couple divorced due to personality differences, the two families had become somewhat incommunicado.
But his two cousins are still very close to the older generation. They are both from the same village. When I come back, I can't help but go over and take a look.
If the uncle knew that his two cousins had been to Grandma's house, he would turn the family upside down.
"Uncle, it's really not what you think. My eldest brother and second brother went to Brother Yunliang's place at the south end of the village. Brother Chen also went there. They are all classmates from their group. After finally coming back, I will definitely come back tonight.
I want some wine."
Xia Weiguo felt sulky and a little irritable: "Stop talking, Zekai, cook more vegetables tonight, and your dad and I will have a few more sips."
This was nothing, Xia Zekai immediately went to cook.
In the evening, the uncle Xia Weiguo and his father Xia Weicheng were drinking wine. Xia Zekai poured a glass to accompany them, toasting them from time to time without saying much, and became a loyal listener.
While he was drinking, the old man with half gray hair suddenly started to cry, with runny nose and tears, and he muttered: "Why am I so miserable? I got divorced early, and I peed all over the place."
The two of them are so troubled, they still don’t understand me, and they keep running over there, these two are so cruel..."
Xia Zekai really wanted to say something to his uncle: "This time, you really misunderstood our two brothers. They really went drinking with their old classmates."
But it was useless to say that. The uncle was so drunk that he couldn't listen to anyone else's words.
Later, Xia Zekai and his father Xia Weicheng carried the elder brother to the bed. Xia Weicheng personally wiped his elder brother's face and hands.
"Dad, is my uncle okay?" Xia Zekai asked him.
Xia Weicheng sighed and said, "It's okay, it's getting late. You should go and rest quickly."
"Okay, Dad, you should go to bed early and don't be too tired." Xia Zekai advised him.
Knowing that his persuasion was in vain, Xia Zekai became more motivated to 'make money'.
Not only are the two children and their small family, their grandfather is old, grandma and grandpa are old, and their father and mother also have gray hair...
"Zekai, are you going back to Qicheng tomorrow?" Luo Xiyun, who was already under the quilt in the hut, asked him in a low voice.
Xia Zekai nodded: "Go back, won't you have to go to work the day after tomorrow?"
"Well, I'm thinking that instead of going back to Qicheng directly, we can go back to Yicheng while we still have one day off. I want to go home and have a look." Luo Xiyun's mood was a little low.
Xia Zekai wanted to give himself a slap, but said to himself: "My brain is flooded, I didn't think of this."
"Okay, then go to bed early, we'll leave early tomorrow morning." Xia Zekai coaxed her, rubbing her hairy head.
Luo Xiyun raised her hand and slapped him: "I hate it, you messed up my freshly combed hair again."
