After returning the carriage, Zhang Guoqing walked back home and just as he reached the door of his house, he heard Wuyi shouting for help. He was so scared that he ran inside and was stunned when he entered the backyard.
——Zhou Jiao and her two sons were covering their mouths and laughing.
"What's wrong?"
Without their reply, Zhang Guoqing heard a voice coming from the toilet: "No paper, help!"
"It's really messy. My legs are going numb."
"Dad, when Wuyi just went in, he was squatting on the spittoon, not afraid. My mom asked him to stay in the front yard, but he was embarrassed and moved over there himself."
Zhang Guoqing felt in his pocket. He had run out of toilet paper today. "Didn't I put toilet paper in the bathroom? Wait a minute, Dad will be here soon."
The latter words were shouted to the trapped youngest son.
Liuyi blinked his eyes and said, "My grandma said it's not good for others to see, so the villagers use sticks to scrape it."
"Is it really that serious?"
"Dad, you forgot you put some good paper in there these past two days. My grandma said it's whiter than my brothers' notebooks, and it'll be good enough to write to you later. She said you're just wasting good stuff."
Zhang Guoqing was stunned. "Then what will you three brothers use to clean your butts when you come back?"
"Yellow horse manure paper, it hurts to wipe your butt."
This was really my own negligence! My family has been using real toilet paper until now. Zhang Guoqing frowned distressedly, wondering why he hadn't thought of this when his son came back.
He didn't care about this problem at the moment. He ran to the bedroom first and rushed to his youngest son with a handful of toilet paper.
"Dad..." Wuyi pouted when he saw him feeling aggrieved.
Zhang Guoqing patted his son's head in amusement and said, "Next time, remember to bring paper from your room. If no one is home, you'll have to use a dirt puddle to scrape it."
After Wuyi cleaned up and came out, he stared at Zhou Jiao, "Mom, I heard your footsteps with your brothers, but you were deliberately silent."
Zhou Jiao nodded seriously, "Have you figured out why?"
"You don't love me anymore."
Zhou Jiao looked at him with a half-smile, "Baby, playing tricks is not a good thing."
Wuyi pointed at her little finger, glanced at her shyly, and lowered her head. "I shouldn't have ignored my mother's advice. I should have checked if I had brought any paper first."
"You're such a good kid. Just correct your mistakes. Mom always says you should think twice before doing anything. That's what she meant. Remember this not only for May Day, but also for Children's Day."
Zhang Guoqing waited for her to finish, then held his younger son's hand and said, "Remember everything Mommy said. Look, didn't your brother yell for help?"
"Are you still endangering your lives? Don't shout these two words lightly in the future. Remember the story of the boy who cried wolf? Just now, your father was scared to the point of fainting. Next time you are in danger, I will subconsciously think you are playing tricks on me and miss the opportunity to save you."
After saying this, Zhang Guoqing saw his two sons nodding obediently, and he didn't want to blame them any further. After all, it was all influenced by their daily habits. If they were left without toilet paper, they would probably cry for help.
After washing with clean water, Wuyi went to the living room. He did not complain about his grandmother taking away the toilet paper. Zhang Guoqing was very relieved by this situation.
Once his mood improved, he began to think of interesting things.
"Have you seen the stick?"
Liuyi and Wuyi were very surprised when they heard this. They looked at each other and said, "Dad, the old hospital has it. Grandma said that if you don't spend money, every penny you can save is a penny, and if you save it up, it will be a lot of money."
"Yeah, Shitou brothers all said not to let grandma see, and to use old exercise books and waste newspapers to scratch my butt at home."
Zhou Jiao chuckled and couldn't hold back her laughter any longer.
"Mom, why are you laughing? We didn't lie to you, really."
"Dear ones, have you noticed that you guys are just like your grandma in your stingy little temper?"
Even Ping An disagreed when this was said. "We are frugal, but we don't mind using toilet paper. But toilet paper is really too expensive. From now on, we will just use the worst quality ones."
"Brother, Xiao Chong's aunt is the section chief of the paper mill. He said he could buy waste paper for our family at a very low price."
"Is it the little Chong from the compound?"
"That's him."
Ping An shook his head. "His family is too cheap to stick to. His aunt is looking for grandma's help to join the art troupe."
"No wonder. I was afraid that anyone showing kindness without any reason would be either a traitor or a thief."
Wuyi waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Don't look for him. I'll find other friends. They are very obedient."
Liuyi tilted his head, his eyes suddenly lighting up, "Looking for Heimei, her grandmother works at a department store, she said she can buy defective items at her house."
"It's a pity that this place is too far away. Otherwise, it would be great if the village could make paper."
When Liu Yi heard his brother say this, he immediately shook his head and objected: "It's troublesome. I have to spend money to buy it."
Zhang Guoqing looked at his three sons, then at Zhou Jiao, and immediately raised his hand to express his opinion, "Wife, I really didn't teach my sons these things."
Zhou Jiao glanced at him amusedly, "What do you think?"
"It's time for me to retire as the boss."
Zhou Jiao teased, "Shouldn't you cooperate and find good friends first, so that your sons can get what they want?"
"I'm old and lost my passion. I've arranged everything for them, including packaging manufacturers and sales channels, for a juice factory. After all these years, they still haven't bothered to buy machinery. What's the point of giving me advice?"
The three brothers who were originally talking stopped talking immediately after hearing this and sat there quietly looking at Zhang Guoqing.
"How much land do we have in the whole village? You're still thinking of buying a tractor?" Zhang Guoqing shook his head. "What a great opportunity! This is a collective factory. Once it's expanded, how can it not be better than this small-scale operation? And if you want to open up more wasteland, where can you go? There are so many wild boars and wolves in the mountains that we can't even kill them all. We should be thankful that we can protect our existing crops from being destroyed."
"I originally thought Zhang Qingshan would mention the juice factory this time, but you didn't know that last night he was just talking about his son's wedding and some trivial matters. Zhangjia Village... we can no longer find the old captain who was as dedicated to the interests of the entire village as Third Grandpa."
Zhang Guoqing's brow furrowed as he spoke. He glanced at Zhou Jiao and said, "There's one more point, the most crucial one. The cash in the team's account is all the income from the juice workshop every six months, and they actually used it to apply for tractors."
Zhou Jiao rolled her eyes. She couldn't understand why he was so excited. What was there to be angry about? If the old captain didn't agree, and the villagers didn't agree, who would dare to buy a tractor?
What business is it of yours to care whether the villagers buy tractors to haul manure to the city for fertilizer or to go on a group outing? They haven't been registered here for hundreds of years. You're really meddling in other people's business!
"Dad, don't meddle in matters that are not your responsibility." Ping'an frowned and reminded him softly.
Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded when he heard this. "That's what I meant. That's why I told your mom that I'll never get involved in this shit again. When I have the conditions in the future, I'll spend my own money and have fun."
Wuyi quickly waved his hands, "Don't play, you can't play, I don't want to be a puppy, I don't want you to be beaten by PI."
Liuyi grabbed his hand and said, "Don't be afraid. Dad just said that we should wait until we have the conditions in the future. If anyone dares to touch our family, I won't need Grandpa, I will kill him with a stick."
"Okay! Beat the bad guy to death, brother will help."
Ping An reached out and grabbed the hands of his two younger brothers, "Brothers, unite as one..."
"Its sharpness cuts through metal."
Zhang Guoqing looked at the three children hugging each other speechlessly, "Sons, can you still have fun?"
"You go play with my mom."
Is this being despised?
Zhou Jiao laughed heartily and patted him comfortingly. She didn't understand why the topic had taken such a sudden turn. She decided to just play with her man.
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