"Hey, what do you mean by dealing with your wife? Let's stop at a certain point. No one should drink too much, and no one should get drunk."
Comrade Lao Du thought to himself, I can help you deal with your wife, but I can’t even deal with my own wife.
"That's fine, I've got your message. I'm going to go get some things and get ready. See you tonight!"
"Go away, I feel upset just seeing you."
Old Ding said with a smile.
…
"Hey, Du Bin, are you drawing illustrations?"
Ding Miaomiao did not go out for the extracurricular activities in the afternoon and stayed in the classroom. She saw Du Bin burying his head in his seat and didn't know what he was doing. Seeing that Du Bin's deskmate was not there, Ding Miaomiao sat directly next to Du Bin.
"Well, Chenchen is going to write a reply to the magazine tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so I want to take some time to draw a few more illustrations."
Du Bin answered Ding Miaomiao's questions without raising his head or stopping writing.
“How many have you drawn now?”
Ding Miaomiao was a little curious about how many paintings Du Bin had already created, and she didn't know whether the magazine would select them.
"I've already drawn four. My dad and Chenchen only let me draw for an hour at night, and I can only draw a little more than one. The rest of the time I can only read and study."
Du Bin was somewhat dissatisfied with the arrangement made by his father and Du Chen, but he could not resist. In order to increase the approval rate, he could only take the time to draw more. He felt that the chances of approval would be higher.
"Haha, it's your fault that you don't study as well as me. Study hard, young man."
Ding Miaomiao laughed at Du Bin, patted him on the shoulder, and pretended to comfort him. She finally felt a little better in her heart, at least she was better at studying than Du Bin.
"Go away, I feel upset just seeing you."
Du Bin returned to Ding Miaomiao the words that Lao Ding had used to complain about Comrade Lao Du.
"Haha, just paint your picture. I won't disturb you anymore!"
After saying this, Ding Miaomiao prepared to take a walk around the playground and breathe some fresh air.
"Hey, wait a minute, Ding Miaomiao, my dad asked your dad to come to the restaurant for dinner tonight. Don't go home after school, just go directly to the restaurant. Go find your mom and tell her too!"
Du Bin suddenly remembered what Comrade Lao Du said at lunch, so he hurriedly told Ding Miaomiao.
"Eat? It's not a festival, what's going on?"
Ding Miaomiao asked Du Bin in surprise.
"My family has good news, and my dad is happy, so I want to have a meal and drink some wine."
"Okay, I got it. I'll go find my mom and tell her."
After saying that, Ding Miaomiao walked out of the classroom. However, what the two people didn't notice was that a sinister look was looking at the two people who were laughing.
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"Lao Du, we are here. What can we do for you?"
Mr. and Mrs. Zhou and Mr. and Mrs. Zhang came to the store before six o'clock.
"Hello, uncle and aunt!"
When Du Chen saw Lao Zhang and the others coming, he quickly stood up to greet them. If he had forgotten to say hello, his mother would definitely criticize him if she knew.
"No, it's almost ready. You guys take a seat. Let's wait for Lao Ding. The meal will be ready when he comes."
Comrade Lao Du immediately arranged for several people to quickly go into the inner room.
"Don't worry about us, Lao Du. We're going to check out your store. We haven't been here before."
Old Zhou's wife and Old Du were also acquaintances, so they were not polite to him and let Du Chen take Old Zhang's wife and herself around the store.
"Okay, sister-in-law, you guys take a look first. Lao Zhou and Lao Zhang will sit inside first."
Comrade Lao Du didn't bother to be polite with them. He turned and went into the house to chat with Lao Zhou and Lao Zhang.
Before he could even take a sip of tea, Lao Ding and his wife walked into the store one after another.
"Hey, wife, who told you that?"
Old Ding was wondering why his wife came over since he hadn't informed her yet.
"Tsk, just wait for your notification. Can you remember me after drinking wine?"
Jia Xiaomin didn't bother to be polite with Lao Ding and started to laugh at him.
"Hehe, I'm just worried it's too late. I was thinking that you and Miaomiao would come together."
Old Ding explained to his wife with a smile on his face.
"Humph, Du Bin told Miaomiao this afternoon, and Miaomiao told me directly. I saw that the time was almost up, so I came over and was waiting for you to tell me."
Although she laughed at Lao Ding, Jia Xiaomin still explained to him.
"Hey, now you're here, let's wait for Miaomiao to finish school and then we can have dinner."
"Lao Du, don't worry about her, just drink first!"
When Jia Xiaomin heard that they were going to wait for Ding Miaomiao, she quickly refused.
"Right, right. Anyway, the kids can't eat with us. When they come back, they can just eat at that small table!"
Lao Ding also quickly refused.
"Okay, then let's eat first. We'll talk about it when the child comes back."
Comrade Lao Du didn't hesitate. It wasn't his first time eating there, so he didn't need to be so particular.
"Chenchen, come and have dinner too."
Jia Xiaomin looked at Du Chen who was sitting behind the counter and greeted him. She also liked this little guy very much.
"No need, Auntie. You guys eat first. I'll wait here for Sister Miaomiao and my brother."
Du Chen quickly smiled and said to Jia Xiaomin.
Du Chen used to dislike crowds of people. The noise and bustle of the crowds gave him a headache. However, after this rebirth, he began to like the lively atmosphere of crowds more and more.
Perhaps people later became too utilitarian, or the pace of society was too fast and people were too violent. Whenever they gathered together, they could not do without money and power. This made Du Chen unhappy. Du Chen was still a little bit of a hipster.
Now everyone is having a party, eating, drinking, chatting and having fun, all about family matters. Jia Xiaomin, a teacher and an intellectual, is also chatting with Du Chen's mother and others about family matters and daily necessities.
Lao Zhang and Lao Ding, the two junior leaders, didn't have the aloofness of later leaders, nor did they have the so-called class barriers they associate with ordinary people like Du Chen's family. They were just two ordinary people, two ordinary friends, beaming with joy when drinking, hugging each other when talking about happy things, and rolling up their sleeves and slamming the table when talking about injustices.
Du Chen watched these things with genuine joy. The slow pace of life, typical of the countryside, the crimson clouds as the sun set, the news broadcast on TV, the laughter and chatter of neighbors at dinner, the occasional cry of a child. What do you call this? This is the air of everyday life. It's the atmosphere of life that those who come after us will no longer experience, the tranquility and peace we will never grasp.
"Hey, Chenchen, what are you laughing at?"
Du Chen was sitting there watching his father and the others eating and drinking, his heart filled with satisfaction and an unconscious smile on his face, but he was interrupted.
Ding Miaomiao followed Du Chen's gaze into the room and saw Old Ding happily hugging Comrade Old Du's shoulders, saying something.
In an instant, Ding Miaomiao felt a little embarrassed, and thought that Du Chen was laughing because he saw Lao Ding's behavior.
"It's nothing, Sister Miaomiao, Brother, look how happy they are! I hope we can be like them and be so happy and cheerful in the future!"
Du Chen felt something and spoke out his thoughts.
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