Chapter 95: Bao, You Are Still Too Naive

After finishing the packing, Jiang Hao hurried to the brigade headquarters to borrow an ox cart.

After the ox cart came over, the two men began to move the packed things onto the cart.

"Hey, what are you two doing?" Xu Qianjin was drinking soup in the house when he heard some noise in the yard. He quickly came out with a bowl in his hand.

"Oh, my dad said that we have more educated youth coming here, and they guess there won't be enough room upstairs, so they want to let the educated youth share a single room. I thought that if the educated youth can't even fit in, and I'm not a educated youth, it would be even more unreasonable for me to keep living in the educated youth compound.

I thought about moving back home. Shi Luo has accepted my family as his god relative. My family has also split up. We are used to eating together. I might as well take him home to live with me.

Anyway, I have a house at home, and Shi Luo doesn't have to pay rent when he moves in, which is a good way to save money. The vacant single room can be shared with the new educated youth when they come, so they don't have to share the rent with you guys, killing two birds with one stone."

While Jiang Hao was speaking, Xie Chen and Li Zhe also came out.

Xie Chen thought about Jiang Hao's words and nodded secretly. In his previous life, the new batch of educated youth were not easy to deal with either. There were three or four of them who wanted to live in single rooms, but there were not enough single rooms at that time. Those few of them were so fussy that it took them a long time to discuss how to live.

Li Zhe scratched his head. "Are you going to pick up the educated youth this time? Will you go with us to the movies tomorrow?"

Jiang Hao put down the package in his hand and said, "Let's go together. I won't be picking up the educated youth tomorrow. The brigade won't be working tomorrow. My father and Uncle Zhou will go."

Xu Qianjin finished the last mouthful of soup and placed the bowl on the windowsill. "Then we'll go to your house tomorrow afternoon to pick you up. We'll pass by your house anyway if we take the village road to the commune. By the way, do you need help with the move?"

Seeing that the car was full and could no longer hold anything, Jiang Hao quickly called out, "No need, my car is full this time. You can help me unload the things next time. I'll do this first. Shi Luo, come up and leave with me. You go back and pack first. I'll carry the rest myself later."

Shi Luo was carrying a small bag and sitting in the corner of the ox cart. "I won't lock the door. You guys keep an eye on it for me. Jiang Hao will be here soon."

Xie Chen nodded, "Don't worry."

This time, the move took four trips back and forth before it was completed. After all, the move was so clean that even the firewood at the base of the wall was moved to the Jiang family.

Jiang Hao neatly stacked the last piece of firewood in the shed before returning the ox cart to the brigade.

Originally, when Liu Cuihua saw her son moving things back, she offered to help clean up, but Shi Luo refused. Liu Cuihua was afraid that Shi Luo would feel uncomfortable, and seeing that he was doing a good job of cleaning, she didn't force him. She just went out with a small basket and went to buy Jiang Hao a hen that could lay eggs.

Jiang Hao and Shi Luo spent nearly an hour packing up their things after returning home.

Shi Luo lay on the kang, not wanting to move at all. "Luckily, when I entered the room, I saw that the kang and stove were both burning. It must have been my godmother who lit them."

Jiang Hao was also lying on the kang, holding an unopened letter in his right hand. "Yes, I gave my mother a key before. She usually heats the kang for me from time to time. Otherwise, the kang and the room would be too damp to stay in."

Shi Luo tilted his head and looked at the letter in Jiang Hao's hand, very curious. "This is a letter your grandfather sent you alone. What did it say?"

Jiang Hao was also quite surprised. He had just found the letter when he was packing his bags. Because it had Jiang Hao's name on it, Liu Cuihua and Jiang Jianguo didn't open it to read.

Jiang Hao opened the letter and laughed after reading its contents. "Grandpa is still so polite."

Shi Luo was really getting more and more curious, "What's it about?"

"Here, take a look for yourself," he said, and handed the letter to Shi Luo.

Shi Luo took the letter and said as he read it, "Your cousin is going to come to the countryside. But Grandpa is really polite. The whole letter is full of good words."

"Bao, you are still too naive. My grandfather is an old man who likes to say the opposite of what he means when he is angry, especially when writing letters.

He wrote this letter to me to let me stay away from my cousin. I think my father should know the reason.

My dad should have warned the rest of the family to stay away from that cousin. I just don’t know what it was that girl did to irritate my grandfather so much.”

Jiang Hao knew his grandfather very well. Besides loving to eat, play and watch the fun, he was also a bit picky. Well, it can’t be said that he was picky because Grandpa Jiang was not poor after all.

Well, that's it, except for being a bit particular, there are no other shortcomings. The old man has always been aloof from things that don't concern him.

He rarely pays attention to his son and grandson. He feels that if his grandson and son visit him too much and control him too much, it will affect his mood and quality of life.

So Jiang Yinyin must have done something to anger the old man, otherwise the old man would not have written a letter specifically to remind her.

"No, I have to ask my dad. He must know the reason. You lie down for a while. I'll be back and we can make dinner together."

Shi Luo was really too lazy to move now, so he nodded to indicate that he understood.

When Jiang Hao entered Jiang Jianguo's room, he saw Jiang Jianguo holding a notebook and writing something with a frown on his face.

Jiang Jianguo heard the voice and looked up to see Jiang Hao walking in with a swagger. "The room is all cleaned up. Your mother made too much dinner tonight. You can take it over and heat it up later."

Jiang Hao knew that his mother always cooked according to the number of people and never made too much. What his father said meant that when his mother cooked dinner today, she would only make enough for him and Shi Luo.

"Sure, I don't have to cook. By the way, Dad, what's going on with Jiang Yinyin from my uncle's family? Why did she go to the countryside? Didn't my uncle say in a letter before the New Year that her job would soon be permanent?"