Zhou Mingtong, whose taste buds were captivated by the braised peanuts, responded in a very good mood: "Okay, I'll go to the house-warming party."
The next second, the proud face changed its expression in an instant.
I really wanted to throw the bag of peanuts at Jiang Baizhou, but I couldn't bear to give up the snacks. It was too difficult for him, an old man living alone, to have a bite of delicious food. Just thinking about it made me shed tears.
However, we can't forgive this kid so easily.
He glared again, "You kid, calling me Master is so simple, you want to become my disciple with just a bag of peanuts?"
Jiang Baizhou smiled lightly this time and said helplessly, "Of course not. Once a teacher, always a father. As for the apprenticeship banquet, we will hold it at home whenever you have time, Master."
Feeling much better, Zhou Mingtong waved his hand. "Don't be so extravagant. I'm satisfied that you've got this intention. By the way, I have some books on electricity. Take a look. Also, we can't make an exception and promote you to technician. I'll give you two years to get your electrician grade up to level eight."
"Master, I will do it. It won't be extravagant. We can just have a meal together as family." Jiang Baizhou said.
When Zhou Mingtong heard this, he nodded in agreement. He took the bag of peanuts and shelled them one by one and ate them. In the middle, he showed off to the other old guys, but they robbed him. This guy was a rookie who loved to play, so he could only put his hope on his new apprentice.
After giving him a few books, he whispered, "If you don't understand something after reading it, come back and ask me. Oh, and remember to ask your wife to make more of these peanuts. I love them."
Jiang Baizhou smiled helplessly: "Yes, Master."
…
The two of them returned home, their busy day not yet over. After drinking a sip of water at home, they rode their bicycles together again.
To the north is the university gate.
Song Tianshun, who was called out by his classmates, had a pair of eyes that were very similar to Song Jiayu's, staring wide open. His brain, which had been reading for a long time, could not react why his elder sister and brother-in-law came here.
"Yes, I haven't seen you for half a year. You feel stronger now."
Song Tianshun once had an older sister who looked thinner. This time, his elder sister finally didn’t say that he had lost weight.
"But you still need to eat more, you're too thin."
Song Tianshun: ...Okay, I'll lose weight if I want to.
"Sister, why are you and your brother-in-law coming to my school?"
When she heard the question, Song Jiayu smiled and said nothing, while Jiang Baizhou came to announce the good news.
"Your sister and I have both been transferred to Beilin City. We've been allocated a house in Tianshui Lane. We also have a surprise. Let your sister tell you."
Song Tianshun looked at his sister. What good news could there be?
"I've brought our parents here, as well as Beiwang. Don't say I don't love you. I've even reserved a room for you at home. If you want to eat something good, just come home."
This is really good news for Song Tianshun.
During the years he was in school, he couldn't see his parents and couldn't help with household chores.
My home is in Beilin City now, so when I feel tired, I can go back home to visit my family.
"Okay, thank you, sister, and brother-in-law."
"What are you thanking me for? Family doesn't talk about this. By the way, is your teacher, Professor Shen, at school? We have a housewarming party today. Let's invite your professor to our house for dinner so we can thank him for taking care of you."
Song's father and mother had long wanted to meet Professor Shen to thank him for taking care of their son who was studying away from home, but they never had the chance. It was only when they came this time that Song Jiayu asked about it.
"The teacher doesn't like those things at the dinner table." Song Tianshun said.
Jiang Baizhou said, "They are all our family, your sister's two friends, and one of my teachers. There is no one else. It's a family dinner."
"Then I'll go ask." Song Tianshun nodded.
They didn't stay at the school gate for too long. They had to go to the supply and marketing cooperative, department store, and grocery store. They used up all the tickets they had exchanged and bought a lot of things. When they arrived at the doorstep, Song Jiayu took out a chicken and two pounds of pork belly from the system warehouse, while Jiang Baizhou covered for her.
Every time I see my wife creating something out of thin air, it’s a strange feeling.
After knocking on the door of the courtyard, Zhao Qiuqin opened it and saw her daughter and son-in-law. She took the things from their hands and looked through them. She had been trained by her daughter over the past few years and no matter how many things she saw, she would never say that the young couple was wasting money.
Song Jiayu followed him into the house and discussed with her mother what dishes to prepare for the house-warming party in the evening.
"We'll use potatoes and carrots to make braised chicken, braise half of the pork belly, stew a small portion with vermicelli, and chop the remaining portion into small pieces to make dumplings with Chinese cabbage. We'll add these large bones to some dried seafood to make soup."
Zhao Qiuqin nodded and said, "I brought some pickled cabbage from home. Let's stir-fry some pickled cabbage, scrambled eggs with green onions, and stir-fried cabbage."
The mother and daughter ordered tonight's meal. Song Demin and Jiang Baizhou were chopping wood under the shed. The charcoal delivery man came to the door, and the two moved the ordered charcoal into the shed. They put a layer of hay and newspaper underneath. These two items were very necessary in winter, and they filled the shed two-thirds full.
Song Beiwang, who had nothing to do, took his two children with him.
"Uncle, I want to lift you up high~"
The little girl had big eyes, a pair of black and white eyes full of anticipation, and a round face like a white dumpling. Song Beiwang thought his little niece was very cute, so he reached out and picked up the child and held her high.
The little boy saw it and came over, stretched out his chubby hands, and said in a baby voice: "Uncle, I want to lift An An up high too~"
Song Beiwang had just put one nephew down when he picked up another one.
"Uncle, I want more~"
"Uncle~I~I~"
The two little kids were laughing and they were so happy.
But their little uncle was so tired. A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old could not bear the weight of two little piglets.
He ran to the kitchen, patted his mother's shoulders, and said, "Mom, I'll wash the vegetables for you."
"Go away, don't mess up my delicious food and make it look like a dish."
Song Beiwang, who was driven out: ...
He went to his father again, snatched the machete from his father's hand, and shouted, "Dad, let me chop wood!"
With his chop, the round piece of firewood jumped high, turned 360 degrees in the air, fell to the ground, rolled twice, and landed at Song Deming's feet.
The atmosphere froze in an instant.
Song Beiwang put the machete on the ground and ran away quickly.
Behind him, the earth-shaking roar of the honest and simple Comrade Song Deming was heard.
"You little bastard, if you come here to interfere with my work next time, I will beat you up."
Song Beiwang breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to his lovely nephew and niece.
Unexpectedly, the two children reached out their hands again.
An An: "Uncle, lift me up high~"
Ningning: "I still want Feifei~~"
Song Beiwang thought to himself: Ancestor! Little Ancestor! Please let me go this time!
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