Reborn In The ’80s to Raise Cubs - Chapter 79

Little, little, little uncle-

The moment he saw Cui Dingchen, Cui Qingfeng’s mind went blank, and then there was a “bang”, and mixed thoughts suddenly exploded. For a month, he told himself over and over again, don’t think too much, don’t think too much, uncle is not to Xu Zhao It was like that, but, but now he saw his uncle with his own eyes, and saw his uncle looking at Xu Zhao affectionately, this, this is true.

It is true!

Cui Qingfeng was stunned and sluggish.

Cui Dingchen found out that Cui Qingfeng was different.

Xu Zhao didn’t notice it and looked over with a smile: “Qingfeng.”

Cui Qingfeng turned to Xu Zhao with blank eyes.

Xu Zhao still smiled: “Qingfeng, why are you here?”

Cui Qingfeng looked uncomfortable: “Come, come—”

What was Cui Qingfeng doing here, he couldn’t tell.

Xu Zhao asked suspiciously, “What’s wrong?”

Cui Qingfeng’s face was even more ugly, his eyes slowly descended from Xu Zhao’s body and landed on the flat ground. He was silent, and his heart was silently dripping with ice water, which spread to the whole body, and a thought swirled in his mind in confusion – little one. Uncle likes Xu Zhao, and uncle likes Xu Zhao too.

Xu Zhao was even more puzzled at this time, and couldn’t help but look at Cui Dingchen beside him.

Cui Dingchen said, “He came to me.”

Xu Zhao asked, “Looking for you? Is there something?”

Cui Dingchen’s face was slightly tense, and his voice was a little lower than before, and said, “It should be, I’ll go first.”

“Let’s go now?” Xu Zhao asked.

“Well, see you later.”

After Cui Dingchen finished speaking, he walked to Cui Qingfeng’s side, took Cui Qingfeng’s arm, walked out of the kitchen, out of the yard, out of Nanwan Village, and stopped on the dirt road covered with heavy snow without saying a word.

“Go, go home.” Cui Dingchen said.

Cui Qingfeng did not respond, but silently followed behind Cui Dingchen.

Cui Dingchen looked forward, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but after a moment, as if he had figured it out, his brows slowly stretched.

Cui Qingfeng followed behind, looking at Cui Dingchen’s footprints, and kept walking, walking, walking for about 20 minutes before he slowly raised his head and shouted, “Uncle.”

Cui Dingchen stopped and looked at Cui Qingfeng.

Cui Qingfeng looked at Cui Dingchen and asked, “Are you—”

“Yes.” Cui Dingchen answered firmly.

Cui Qingfeng was shocked.

Cui Dingchen looked at Cui Qingfeng with dark eyes.

Cui Qingfeng looked straight at Cui Dingchen and asked, “Where’s Shen Jiayang?”

Cui Dingchen replied, “He is in the past tense.”

“Is it okay?”

“It’s okay.”

“Does Xu Zhao also mind?”

Cui Dingchen thought for a moment and said, “I don’t mind.”

Cui Qingfeng raised his voice: “Sanwazi is the child of Xu Zhao and other men!”

Cui Dingchen was silent.

Cui Qingfeng continued to ask: “Do you like children? Do you like Sanwazi? Wouldn’t you find it difficult to accept him when you look at him?”

Cui Dingchen replied, “I’m trying to like him.”

“Try?” Cui Qingfeng’s eyes suddenly turned red, and he said, “Uncle, Xu Zhao is my classmate. He is different from Shen Jiayang and the others. You don’t like children, you don’t like Sanwazi, I like it, can you not? Mix it in, I like Xu Zhao, and I like Xu Zhao too!”

Cui Qingfeng’s voice was very loud, and the snow on the trembling tree rustled, and he looked at Cui Dingchen with red eyes, like a child asking for candy, Cui Dingchen looked at Cui Qingfeng blankly, until Cui Qingfeng was sad He squatted on the ground and cried, Cui Dingchen then squatted down and said, “You can like Xu Zhao, you can like and pursue it in your own way.”

Cui Qingfeng was startled and looked up at Cui Dingchen.

Cui Dingchen continued: “I like him, but it doesn’t prevent you from liking him. The key is who he likes.”

Cui Qingfeng looked straight at Cui Dingchen.

Cui Dingchen said in a flat tone: “I told you when I was a child that you can fight for whatever you want. Success is naturally good. If you fail, don’t blame others, let alone be negative and miserable. I know you are wronged, struggling, and even miserable. Hate me, hate me, it doesn’t matter, you can always have it.

“But don’t force me to give in by hurting yourself, you know I won’t. You are already an adult, retreat and advance. If you really need it, I’m here.”

After speaking, Cui Dingchen stood up, looked at Cui Qingfeng condescendingly, turned and walked towards the county town. When I started to cry, I cried very sadly. It was the first time in my life that I was so sad. I couldn’t help but whisper Xu Zhao’s name.

Xu Zhao,

Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao had already cleaned up the kitchen at this time, and as soon as he came out of the kitchen, he didn’t see Xu Fan, Xu’s father, and Xu’s mother. After asking Da Zhuang’s mother, he found out that these people are visiting the door, playing Pai Gow and playing Pai Gow.

Anyway, it’s New Year’s Eve, let’s have fun together.

Xu Zhao didn’t go to Xu Fan and the others, but went back to the west wing to take a nap. Just woke up from the nap, Xu Fan came back with his mother, but he came back crying. Yes, I won, but my little shoes got dirty and got water, so I cried.

“Promising!” Xu Zhao wiped Xu Fan’s face with a towel.

Xu Fan stopped crying, and said, “Mao Xiangxiang.”

“Don’t wipe it.”

“wipe.”

“Don’t wipe it.”

“I’ll send a few.”

Xu Fan ran to the west wing by himself, and the little meat hand grabbed the edge of the table, put on his little feet and stretched out his hand to apply the children’s cream. After touching it, he immediately laughed, imitating Xu Zhao and squeezed the children’s cream onto the little meat’s hands, and then He ran to the mirror of the three-open cabinet and smeared incense on the mirror.

Said happily: “Oh, I’m so fragrant.”

Xu Zhao: “…”

She really likes smug beauty, Xu Zhao said, “I’m going to make dumplings with your grandma”, and then went to the kitchen, where Xu’s mother was mixing pork and celery stuffing. , for a while talking about the East family, and then talking about the West family short, and then talking about the installation of electricity in the village.

Xu Zhao asked suspiciously, “Is the village going to install electricity?”

Mother Xu replied: “It has been installed for a long time. Look at Nanyang Village. Most of them have installed electricity. Our village is poor, and it is not our turn. The village chief just said that the telephone pole will be installed after the year. Pull it over, and then pay for it and put it on.”

“How much do you pay?”

“I don’t know yet, by the way, speaking of Nanyang Village…” Mother Xu looked at Xu Zhao and said, “Grandma Dazhuang just said it.”

“What?” Xu Zhao asked.

Mother Xu said happily: “The guy from Nanyang Village went to work on the eighth day of the lunar new year, so the sixth day of the lunar new year arranged for you to meet below. What do you think?”

Xu Zhao thought for a while, the garlic heads in the greenhouse can be picked up and sold at least on the tenth day of the new year, and the sixth day of the new year is not too busy, and since some people don’t dislike him with Xu Fan, let’s try it, so he nodded and said, “Okay. .”

Mother Xu immediately became happy and said, “Okay, okay, I’ll talk to Grandma Dazhuang later. Grandma Dazhuang said that man is handsome.”

“Well, as long as he treats Xu Fan well.”

“You can’t just say that, at least you have to look at it.”

“Me.” Xu Zhao thought about it for a while. He was actually a person with no personality. It might have something to do with his living environment. He has very low requirements for everything, and he can do anything, including feelings. It’s okay to be nice to him. Feelings can be born over time, but since Mother Xu said so, he nodded and said, “Okay.”

“That’s okay, I’m with you, I’ll make the skin, and you can make the dumplings.”

“Okay.” Xu Zhao nodded.

The mother and son made more than 100 dumplings, sprinkled them with flour, put them on gauze, threw them on the snow, and refrigerated them. Dumplings are also eaten on the morning of the first day of the new year, which symbolizes auspicious reunion at the end of the year and the beginning of the year.

However, Xu Fan was too greedy, so he cooked dumplings that night. The family gathered around the chopping board to eat. While they were eating, someone from the village came to send fried corn kernels and fried beans to Xu Zhao and Xu Fan to eat. Xu Zhao and Xu mother quickly and enthusiastically After a few chats, I realized that this person wanted to work for Xu Zhao.

He said that he knew that Dad Dazhuang had made money, and also knew that the three men who helped Xu Zhao last time made money, so he specially recommended it.

Mother Xu was embarrassed when she heard it.

Xu Zhao hesitated for a while, then agreed, and the man left happily.

Mother Xu looked at Xu Zhao and asked, “How much does it cost to recruit someone?”

Xu Zhao smiled and said, “Mom, it’s alright, it’s alright, I’m measured.”

“What size?”

“The measure of making money.”

“Hiring is expensive.”

“I know, I won’t talk about it during the New Year, eat dumplings, and talk about it later.”

Mother Xu didn’t speak.

Xu Zhao sat back in his seat, picked up his chopsticks, and when he was about to continue eating dumplings, he saw Xu Fan Xiaorou was holding a fat dumpling in his hand, took a bite, dipped it in vinegar, and stuffed it into his mouth. The thief fragrance.

But why use it again.

“Xu Fan!” Xu Zhao shouted.

Xu Fan looked at Xu Zhao and took another bite of the dumpling. After swallowing it twice, he said, “The chopsticks and spoon fell off. I-I’m hungry. I use my hands, um, the dumplings are delicious.”

“Can’t you pick up the chopsticks and spoons?”

“Dirty.”

“Let Grandpa wash it for you.”

Xu Fan immediately replied, “Grandpa won’t wash it.”

“I think you don’t want to use chopsticks.” Xu Zhao bent down and picked up the chopsticks on the ground to wash them. Hearing Xu Fan behind his back, his small mouth kept murmuring, saying that using chopsticks and spoons is so tiring that he can’t get enough to eat, and that dumplings are not good. Good, old man, he can catch it with his hands. No matter what Xu Fan said, Xu Zhao still asked Xu Fan to use a spoon.

After having a full meal, it snowed again, and it continued to fall until the next morning. It was finally New Year’s Eve. Before every meal, there was a crackling sound of firecrackers, especially in the evening of the New Year’s Eve. It was cold, but the village was full of joy. The Dazhuang family came to Xu Zhao’s house happily and listened to the Spring Festival Gala on the radio, which made Xu Fan and Dazhuang happy.

Xu Zhao suddenly remembered the Cui family, so he came to the west wing and called the Cui family.