Good Times in the Rebirth Era

Zhou Guofeng and Chen Yi had a great conversation. They talked about the country's current computer level and other topics that interested him. Zhou Guofeng was impressed by Chen Yi's knowledge and vision.

At this time, Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Yuzhu were watering the flowers in the greenhouse.

I can’t help but believe that the area of ​​a greenhouse in Zhou Qi’s grandma’s house is larger than the area where their family of four lives.

The temperature in the greenhouse is suitable, and the chopstick flowers and dianthus flowers are blooming quite well.

Zhou Qi opened the curtain and came in, "Didn't your Chen Yi used to show movies? How come he speaks so clearly and clearly? It seems that my second uncle wants to make him his confidant."

Sitting there in comparison, he looked like a fool.He just couldn't understand, how could a person born in a village have such a broad vision, and how could he gain so much knowledge through reading?
Jiang Xinyu didn't like hearing what he said. He was just a movie showman. Mr. Chen once had a very good resume, and he was at odds with others in the circle of young talents.In addition to his studies, he was involved in equestrian, fencing and sailing. She vaguely remembered that he had also won some important international awards.

She snorted: "What's wrong with the movie show? You can get admitted to Huaqing even if you show movies, and you can also get a scholarship. You are naturally smart and hardworking, so you are excellent."

Zhou Qi knew that he had just made a mistake and laughed dryly: "Yes, yes, you said it."

Jiang Yuzhu eased the embarrassment: "There is nothing wrong with reading more. Zhou Qi, you should read more when you have nothing to do."

Zhou Qi waved his hands and said, "Come on."

He has a specialization in the art field, and it is enough that he can shine in his current position.

"Brother-in-law, when can I buy a house?"

Zhou Qi shook his head, "I don't dare to do that now. Although the authorities have relaxed the policy, they have not issued specific regulations. Let's wait. It won't be long."

After Zhou Qi got married, he wanted to live on his own. Jiang Yuzhu was at school on weekdays. Even during the holidays, he was either living with his grandma or his parents. It was inconvenient to do anything. He wanted to play with his friends at home. There is no place, and he is eager to have his own territory.

Zhang Tongzhi opened the door of the studio and called a few people to eat.

"If you like flowers, pick two pots and take them back."

Jiang Xinyu shook her head, "Thank you, auntie, but our house is not big to begin with. If we carry two pots of flowers back, we won't have anywhere to stay."

Originally planning to leave after delivering the things, Chen Jinhua followed. Zhou Qi's family warmly invited them, so they could only stay and eat before going back.

After they left, Sun Zhaohui said to Zhou Guofeng in the room: "Didn't I hear that he and Feng Man divorced? Do you think it is possible for Chen Jinhua to remarry Chen Yima?"

Zhou Guofeng: "Why are you meddling in other people's business? It's better to worry about your own daughter than to worry about your own daughter. If that doesn't work, take the 700 yuan back from your brother."

700 yuan is not a particularly large amount, but it is by no means a small sum.Zhou Guofeng would not divorce Sun Zhaohui for this money, but conflicts were inevitable.

He just couldn't understand. Is her brother still a three-year-old child?She has been married for so many years, why does she regard her brother's family as more important than her own life?
Sun Zhaohui was speechless.

She already knew from her brother that Sister Guo Yan had moved her registered residence to Xinjiang Province. How could she not scold her in her heart?But if you scold me, you won't get the money back anytime soon.

This matter was originally her fault, and she didn't dare to mention it to her man. She said hesitantly: "Otherwise, you can arrange another job for me and work for two or three years, and I can make up for the money for you."

Zhou Guofeng felt that he was playing the piano to a cow.

Is it essentially a money issue?She couldn't carry it clearly!

"What kind of work do you do? You have to take leave every three days to deal with your brother's family matters. When the time comes, people will sue me and come to me. What else can you do besides causing trouble for the workplace?"

What Zhou Guofeng was talking about was what happened in the past. With lessons learned from the past, he would not dare to let her go to work again.

"I asked Mom to keep the bankbook. If you need money from now on, just ask Mom."

Zhou Guofeng felt that she would definitely find the bankbook wherever he kept it at home, so just in case, he simply gave it to his biological mother.

Sun Zhaohui found it ridiculous.

How could he do things like this?After being married for more than 20 years, do you want to give your family's bankbook to your biological mother for safekeeping?She wants to use money and she has to open her mouth to her mother-in-law!Where to put her face?

Her mouth opened and closed, but no words came out.

It was her fault, so how could she have the nerve to accuse him.In her heart, she was so angry that she scolded her own brother and Guo Yan so much.

The car stopped in the alley, and Chen Jinhua hugged the child for a while before leaving.The crabs and vegetables are still simmering in the pot, with warmth.

Wang Sumei: "Where can I stay for dinner?"

"Grandma Zhou Qi's place."

Wang Sumei nodded, "Can you still eat it? Otherwise, save it for dinner."

Jiang Xinyu likes to eat crabs, and she keeps them at Grandma Zhou Qi's house. She thinks she can eat more crabs.

These dead crabs are not as delicious as fresh ones, but I have no choice now.

Wang Sumei peeled off the skin of the prawns and removed all the shrimp threads. "How about I make salty porridge with the shrimps tomorrow?"

Wang Sumei doesn't know how to cook shrimp, and she doesn't know what to cook with it.

Jiang Xinyu added, "You can make salty porridge, or you can also add some soy sauce and garlic sauce after cooking for dipping."

There are only so many seasonings, so there is nothing you can do about limiting the way you eat it.

As soon as the Spring Festival couplets were posted the next day, Wang Sumei started chopping the dumpling fillings.

Jiang Xinyu was dressing up her baby. She put on a little red dress, put some red dots on her eyebrows, and applied some perfume. She looked like a white, tender, and fragrant fat baby.

Chen Yi took the poker and turned on the fire of the stove. Seeing her enjoying herself arranging the child, she laughed and said, "We will take him to take some photos in a few days."

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "That's what I planned too. There is a short story I wrote in the drawer on my desk. You can take a look at it."

She has already designed the image of Duobao, which looks like a cute little cartoon husky with blue eyes.

Her plan is to make a series if it can be published and distributed.If it can't be released, it's just a waste of time.

Chen Yi, who has no childhood and has never even watched cartoons, doesn't have much of a childlike mind. After watching it, he felt so childish.

He pointed at the pattern and asked, "Is this Duobao?"

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "How about it, isn't it cute?"

He nodded sincerely, "It's really cute. Children should like it."

"What about other aspects?"

Although he felt that she asked the wrong person, he still encouraged her: "The output point of view is good and positive, but it still depends on the actual results."

The dumpling fillings are chopped, and the family sits together making dumplings.

There was movement in the courtyard. It was Uncle Luo's son Luo Chaosheng who had returned.

Uncle Luo called someone at the door, and Wang Sumei went out, "What's wrong, uncle?"

"Chaosheng brought back some dried fruits from Xinjiang Province. You can take some back."

Luo Chaosheng was sitting on the bench beating his waist. When he saw Wang Sumei, he smiled and said: "Sister Wang is getting younger and younger as she lives. Unlike me, I couldn't straighten my waist after carrying a sack for a long time."

"What I brought back are preserved apricots, raisins, and dried melons, as well as walnuts, badam, and dates. There's a lot of stuff. You can take your pick."

Wang Sumei picked up a date and tasted it. The date was so sweet that it went straight to her heart.

"Then I'm welcome."

I say you're welcome, but I actually caught a little of each.

Uncle Luo looked at her fussy look, took a gourd and scooped out a full gourd of walnuts and poured it over to her, "Why are you so polite? You're just being polite."