Chapter 77 What's the excuse?
Jian Qingyi actually didn't like the canned yellow peaches that were so sweet that it made her throat choke. She just liked to go against Mao Chunqiao.
Seeing her angry and jumping up and down, Jian Qingyi was happy.
Jian Zhongkang and Wang Xiujuan only suffered minor skin injuries. Since the matter was settled, there was no need for them to remain in the hospital.
The two of them packed up and left the hospital.
Originally, Jian Zhongliang also wanted to leave, but Jian Qingyi, looking at his head wrapped like a mummy, stopped him for two more days until the attending doctor nodded and finally discharged him from the hospital.
In the end, only Jian Dashan, with his leg in a sling, and Mao Chunqiao, with one arm in a sling, remained in the hospital for treatment.
As soon as Jian Zhongliang was discharged from the hospital, Director Wu came to visit him with a big bag of things and a basket of eggs.
Jian Qingyi took a glance and said, Wow!
Canned food, malted milk, eggs, brown sugar...
It really cost a lot of money!
Perhaps to entertain the distinguished guest, Director Wu, Li Meiqian and her daughter Jian Xiaojing were already busy in the kitchen.
Judging from the noise, it seems to be quite a big deal!
Today is Sunday. Jian Qingyi just went to the train station to ship the goods. Seeing that it was still early, she thought about going back to the room to catch up on some sleep and was about to turn around.
"Yi Yi..." Director Wu called her with a smile.
"Uncle Wu, is there something wrong?" Jian Qingyi stopped.
Before I could say anything, there was a knock on the door.
Jian Qingyi was not far away and turned around to open the door.
Standing outside the door was a stranger, about thirty years old, with a short flat head and a simple face. Judging from his figure, he should have been a soldier.
Seeing that he was carrying a lot of bags in his hands, Jian Qingyi subconsciously thought that he had come to the wrong place.
after all……
The Jian family had few members, and it was only during Jian Dashan's generation that Mao Chunqiao became pregnant and gave birth to two sons and a daughter for the Jian family.
The youngest daughter, Jian Zhonglan, went to another place with her husband due to job transfer. She rarely comes back for three to five years. Except for sending some worthless things back during the holidays, she is basically in a semi-disconnected state.
Jian Qingyi didn't think that Jian Zhonglan would be willing to give them such a good thing.
Just those two boxes of wine and a few packs of cigarettes would probably cost dozens of dollars.
Not to mention all those messy nutritional supplements.
"Comrade, have you come to the wrong place?" She smiled politely.
The man was probably not sure either, so he looked up at the house number again.
Jian Zhongliang heard the noise and came out.
Director Wu followed closely behind, looking like he was watching the fun.
"Yi Yi, what's wrong?" Jian Zhongliang glanced at the person outside the door, then turned and asked Jian Qingyi.
"This comrade has come to the wrong door." Jian Qingyi explained with a smile.
"Our family compound is quite big..." Director Wu said with a smile.
There are more than a dozen buildings, tall and short, how can it not be big?!
"Isn't this Building 2?" Because there was only the house number written on the door, the man couldn't be sure if he had come to the wrong place.
"This is Building 2." Jian Zhongliang nodded.
"That's right!" the man laughed. "Excuse me, is this Comrade Jian Zhongliang's home?"
He still wanted to confirm it again.
"I am Jian Zhongliang. May I ask who you are..." Jian Zhongliang smiled and took a step forward.
"The political commissar came to Nancheng to do some work some time ago. I was grateful for your care. I wanted to come and thank you in person, but I have been busy recently and couldn't get away, so I was sent here to deliver the Mid-Autumn Festival gift as a token of my gratitude." The man said as he handed the thing in his hand to Jian Zhongliang.
"This... your political commissar is too polite!" Jian Zhongliang looked flattered.
Director Wu, however, secretly glanced at Jian Qingyi who was standing next to him.
The man glanced at Jian Qingyi calmly, as if wanting to see her reaction.
result……
Jian Qingyi didn't even raise her eyelids.
"Oh! The political commissar said that he heard that Comrade Jian Qingyi is in her third year of high school, so he bought a few cans of milk powder to nourish her body. The chocolates and snacks in the cloth bag were given to him by others. He doesn't like to eat them, so he asked me to bring them to Comrade Jian Qingyi." The man pretended to just remember.
Jian Qingyi: "..."
How did he come up with this excuse?!
"The political commissar is so thoughtful!" Jian Zhongliang didn't know what to say.
Just a meal!
It's worth him remembering it for so long.
It made him feel embarrassed instead.
"Comrade, come in and have a cup of tea!" Jian Zhongliang stepped aside.
Director Wu and Jian Qingyi also subconsciously moved aside.
"No, no, I have something to do over there, so I'll leave first. You guys go ahead and do your work." The man smiled and waved his hand.
"Then please say thank you to the political commissar for us. He is so polite." Jian Zhongliang said hurriedly.
"Okay!" the man responded.
But in his heart he thought: "His Third Master is not being polite to you at all, he has taken a fancy to your little girl."
After watching the man go downstairs, the group turned around and went home.
“Crack… crack…”
Because we had just entered the room and hadn't spoken, the sudden noise was particularly clear.
Several people subconsciously held their breath, trying to confirm the source of the sound.
“Crack… crack…”
Everyone looked at the gift box on the low cabinet.
"Crack..." the sound continued.
Jian Zhongliang opened the box and took a look.
A box full of big crabs.
One of the crabs somehow broke free from the hemp rope and used its claws to pull at the cardboard box.
That noise was caused by it.
Knowing that this thing would be inedible after it died, Jian Zhongliang immediately asked Jian Qingyi to get a basin to put it in.
Afraid that something might be missing, Jian Zhongliang checked the other gift boxes again.
He actually found four big lobsters in a gift box.
Seeing the lobster that was almost as big as his forearm, Jian Zhongliang was almost dumbfounded.
He had never seen such a big lobster in his life.
Director Wu was also a little frightened watching from the side.
A few days ago, his mother-in-law in Beijing mentioned it to his wife on the phone while chatting, saying that the daughter-in-law of someone next door bought a big lobster and spent more than 100 yuan.
The mother and daughter chatted about this for half the afternoon.
Saying that they don’t know how to live.
More than a hundred...
These four must be no more than four hundred!
Director Wu was just sighing that Jian Zhongliang had given birth to a good daughter.
Jian Zhongkang arrived with bruises still all over his face.
His voice rang out as the door opened.
"Zhongliang, don't fire at noon today. Come to our house. The political commissar sent some crabs and prawns over. Let's have a nice drink together, brothers."
After he finished speaking, he saw Director Wu sitting on the sofa in Jian Zhongliang's house through the crack in the open door.
"Director Wu is here too. It's great that we're all here together. It's been a while since we've had a good drink together." Jian Zhongkang said quickly.
Director Wu and Jian Zhongkang are about the same age and live in the same courtyard. They actually got along pretty well when they were young.
But later on, Director Wu found a capable father-in-law, and his position gradually rose.
Because we were in different circles, we gradually became distant.
"Sure! I'll join in and have a good meal too." Director Wu agreed with a smile.
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