Zhang Chi just put a tank of water in, then helped his grandma into the bathroom, and talked to her about how to use things, which bottles contained shampoo, which bottles contained shower gel, and then
I was afraid that my grandma wouldn’t remember it, so I wrote the label directly and put the label on the bottle.
While grandma was taking a bath, she went to her parents' room again and found her sister there, so Zhang Chi breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Juan saw it and asked with a smile: "How are your grandparents?"
"When I passed by, the old man and the old lady were sitting on the chair. They didn't dare to sit on the bed." Zhang Chi said with a wry smile.
Zhang Juan said: "As we get older, our ability to accept is not as fast as that of our young people, but you will get used to it. Also, your family won't be like this, right?"
"You haven't seen her before? How many times have you made video calls?" Zhang Chi said to his sister.
Zhang Juan said: "It's not surprising that the videos are all the same. When I watch the mansion on TV, I think it's just like that, but can it be the same in real places?"
Then he looked around and said, "This house really looks like a palace."
"Okay, don't be envious. No matter how much you are envious, it's Brother Dawen's fault," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Zhang Juan said: "Can't you work hard? Build a house like this for your parents, and I will take advantage of it?"
"If my parents agree, I have no objection to building a palace, not just a house like this," Zhang Chi said jokingly.
With the gourd in hand, I straightened my back a little when I spoke.
After hearing this, Zhang Juan said: "Yes! I don't expect you anymore. My parents will definitely not agree. I won't be able to take advantage of this."
"You should let your brother-in-law work hard," Zhang Chi said.
Zhang Juan curled her lips after hearing this: "Count on him? Let's forget it. Your brother-in-law will be like this for the rest of his life."
"I think it's pretty good. All you need to do in life is eat and drink enough and have a normal heart," Zhang Chi said. Regarding his brother-in-law, some people think he doesn't want to make progress, but Zhang Chi thinks his brother-in-law is a good person.
Just be transparent, have a good attitude, and live a comfortable life without fighting or grabbing.
"It doesn't matter if you have an abnormal mind. Just like your brother-in-law, he gets up wherever he falls. But when he recovers, he will lie down wherever he falls," Zhang Juan said with a smile.
Zhang Juan sometimes complains a word or two, but most of the time she still understands her husband. For Zhang Juan, although the couple is not too rich now, they are not too poor either. Their life in a small county town is worse than
There is more than enough to go above and beyond. Such a life is not enough, and Zhang Juan feels that it is a bit too much.
It is precisely because of this that Sun Yanping naturally does not take the matter too seriously.
Zhang Juan added: "To be honest, if your brother-in-law wants to be a leader, he will either be sold or used to top the cylinder. If he really becomes a leader, he has such a temper that I can't even sleep at ease. It's good to be like this now."
Being well fed and clothed and having peace is a blessing.”
"Yeah! That's pretty good." Zhang Chi nodded.
"Xiaojuan, bring me the clothes you need to change. I just put the chair on it."
While the siblings were chatting, Li Xiumei spoke in the bathroom, so Zhang Juan sent clothes to her mother, while Zhang Chi went to see his father, Zhang Youpeng.
Zhang Youpeng is currently in a small room. The small room is a small study room. There are not many books, but there is a writing table and a boss chair in the middle. There is also a tablet in front of it. Zhang Youpeng is currently sitting on the boss chair and playing with the tablet.
As soon as Zhang Chi opened the door and walked in, he heard his father giggling.
"Dad, what are you looking at?"
After asking twice, I didn't hear my father's answer. When I got closer, I saw that the old man was wearing earplugs. When I stretched my head again, I found that the old man was watching "Calabash Baby", and suddenly there was a black line on his forehead.
"dad!"
Zhang Chi reached out and pulled an earphone out of his father's ear.
"What's the matter? It's my turn to take a bath?" Zhang Youpeng saw his son and thought it was his turn to take a bath, so he stood up.
Zhang Chi pushed his father down on the boss's chair again and said to him: "Dad, you are the one who accepts it quickly. My grandma and grandma are probably still trembling when I turn on the faucet. I am worried that I will not be able to compensate for the damage."
Get up."
"What's wrong with this? It's so easy to break. If it breaks as soon as you touch it, then these things must not be of this price, and maybe they are sold on the street."
Zhang Youpeng forgot what he looked like just now, and acted as if none of them had ever seen the world, but I had.
Zhang Chi almost didn't laugh out loud.
"What do you think of Calabash Baby?" Zhang Chi asked.
Zhang Youpeng said: "What else should I do? You can't just sit around and watch TV. I don't understand what they are talking about, so I can understand it. By the way, you won't be so bored there, right?"
Zhang Chi: "...".
He really didn't know how to deal with this problem, so he thought for a moment and then said: "Maybe, there are many animals where I live."
Zhang Youpeng said: "What are animals doing? By the way, are there any old men or women dancing?"
"Well……".
Zhang Chi wants to say no, but it’s a shameful thing to say. It’s true in Folsom. Aunt Phil has already brought the tradition of square dancing to Folsom. Every night, many old men and women gather together to dance.
, bragging, almost turning the small flat land near them into a domestic park corner.
But Zhang Chi couldn't send them there every night. It would be hard to get through that day. It would take more than an hour to drive back and forth. One or two days would be enough, but it would be endless every day.
"That's right, I forgot this is the United States. American old men and women may not do square dancing, but they play golf and so on."
"Well……".
Zhang Chi doesn’t know how to keep up with his father’s rhythm. What’s the old American man doing to play golf? Although foreigners played it first and then spread it to China, not every old American man can afford to play this sport.
Well, not to mention every old man, the average American old man cannot afford to play golf. If nothing else, just that set of clubs can make the average American old man break his neck.
"Okay, don't think about it anymore. When you come to my place, you will just play with your grandparents, because every family in our place lives two or three miles away from each other. If you want to find someone to chat with, don't even think about it.
And others don’t have time,” Zhang Chi said.
"How boring is that, just staying at home all day?" Zhang Youpeng felt that visiting his son was not very interesting.
"You can ride a horse, drive cattle and ride a horse. If that doesn't work, I'll take you into the woods for camping in a few days. You can also hunt. Oh, here you go, you can play with guns. I have both long and short guns here..." Zhang Chi
said.
Zhang Youpeng wasn't interested in anything else, but when he heard that he could shoot, he immediately slapped his thigh: "Why did I forget about this? When I came here, I just wanted to practice my marksmanship. If anything happens, I'll watch you shoot. The bullets are like
It’s like I don’t need money, my hands are itching.”
"Don't worry, I have already prepared it. I will teach you when the time comes," Zhang Chi said.
"Okay, okay!" Zhang Youpeng said repeatedly.
While the two men were talking, there was a knock on the door: "Dajuan, go and have a look. Your grandma has something that she doesn't know how to use."
Hearing his sister running out the door, Zhang Jiaren appeared at the door of the small study a moment later.
"What are you doing hiding here?"
Zhang Jiaren also moved in.
Seeing that his son was watching "Calabash Baby", Zhang Jiaren laughed and said: "How old are you? You are going to be a grandpa soon. You are still watching this thing. You don't have to wait for your granddaughter to grow up and watch it with you. What are you watching now?"
"Energy".
"Watching it with your granddaughter is a different emotion. Now I think it's just to pass the time. Dad, do you feel awkward?" Zhang Youpeng asked with a smile.
"As if you don't feel awkward, this place looks like a big hotel." Zhang Jiaren sighed a little.
"Dawen's life is getting better now. We should be happy because our child has a bright future." Zhang Youpeng looked at the problem from a different angle.
Zhang Jiaren smiled and said: "That's right!"
The three generations of grandparents chatted here for about ten minutes. Zhang Juan came over and told Zhang Jiaren and Zhang Youpeng to take a bath.
"So fast?"
Both of them were a little surprised. They had never seen their wife take a shower so quickly before. Why was she suddenly so efficient today? After thinking about it for a while, they both understood that this was because she was not used to it.
The two of them went back to their rooms and took a shower. Then Zhang Chi and his brother took care of each other and watched the four elders get into bed.
Just after letting the elders go to bed, Zhang Wen came to the guest room and asked if everyone wanted to have some midnight snacks.
Zhang Chi didn't want to eat it, but Zhang Juan was quite interested. She was young and very curious about Spanish food. She also heard that the late-night snack was Mexican-style, so she immediately became interested again.
As for asking the elders to get up, that would definitely not work. When sending the elders to rest, Zhang Chi put a few drops of gourd pulp in the water they drank, and then went to toss them again just after they lay down. Isn't that nonsense? Besides,
The older generation really don't have that much interest in foreign food.
So she and her sister had a late-night Mexican snack, which included tacos, salads, etc. It tasted good, and Zhang Juan thought it was quite interesting. Zhang Chi had long been accustomed to these.
After finishing the supper, I sent my sister back to her room, handed her another glass of water, watched her drink it, then went back to her room, washed herself, and after chatting with Melika, Zhang Chi also went to bed.
When Zhang Chi woke up early the next morning, he found that his grandparents, parents, and parents were making breakfast. As for the servants hired by Brother Zhang Wen's family, they didn't even let anyone raise their hands, which made everyone else very embarrassed.
In the morning, steamed buns, fried cakes and fried dough sticks were served as dry food, while the thinner ones were stick noodle porridge. Although it was simple, Zhang Chi felt that this meal was more comfortable than last night's meal.
There is probably no way to change the Chinese stomach in this life.
After breakfast, at half past eight, the bus arrived at Zhang Wen's yard. The group also packed their luggage, got on the bus, said goodbye to Zhang Chi and his wife, and Zhang Chi and his family headed to Folsom.
Maybe because of the environment at Zhang Wen's place, the family felt more relaxed when they arrived at Zhang Chi's home. Of course, it may also be because everyone seemed very relaxed when they arrived at their own home. From the moment Zhang Chi said he was home,