"You have to wait a little longer. Mom has to wash the dishes first before you can go downstairs to play." Zeng Wenjuan explained to Goudan with a smile.
"Then I'll help mom put away the chopsticks and bowls." Goudan stood by very happily. As long as Zeng Wenjuan had washed the dishes, he would actively put them in the cupboard.
After washing the dishes, there was nothing else to do, so Zeng Wenjuan and Zhao Jianguo took Goudan downstairs to play.
"Brother, look, I have a car. I can take you to play with it." After reaching the flat ground, Goudan saw Gang. After he took the toy car from Zeng Wenjuan, he held it and ran towards his brother.
He just saw the toy car that Goudan was carrying, so he ran towards him and asked curiously, "Goudan, what is this?"
"This is a toy car my parents bought for me. It can accommodate people. Brother, do you want to sit with me?" Goudan invited in a proud tone.
"Can you really sit on this? Can it run?" He asked doubtfully, as he had never seen a toy car that could drive.
"Of course I can! I played it at home." Hearing his brother's question, Goudan immediately opened the car door and sat in it, then opened the other half and said to him, "Brother, do you want to come in and sit with me?"
Just now, he was a little hesitant when looking at the toy car. Although he knew that the car could be ridden, he was afraid that he would damage his body. He didn't know if his family could afford the compensation.
Just when I was struggling, I heard a little boy next to me say, "Goudan, can I sit down?"
"Of course you can, but you have to wait a moment. I want my brother to be the first one to sit in my car." In Goudan's mind, his ranking was ahead of the other kids.
After hearing what Goudan said just now, he was particularly moved. He looked at Goudan and smiled until his teeth were exposed: "Okay, thank you Goudan." After saying that, he also got in the car.
After seeing Gang sitting down, Goudan helped him fasten his seat belt: "Brother, it's dangerous to ride in a car. We need to fasten our seat belts. I want to drive now."
Goudan fastened his seat belt, turned on the car, turned the steering wheel, and drove on the road: "Just now, brother, this was very exciting. It was fun."
"That's amazing, Goudan, how much did your car cost? I also want to save up to buy a car like this to play with." The man has loved cars since he was a child, especially such a cool toy car that can be driven.
"I don't know either. This was bought by my parents. I will ask them how much the car cost later. But even if your brother doesn't have a car, I will always take your brother to play with me. If you want to drive, I can let you drive." Goudan Yaoyao said loudly.
I was very touched when I heard this just now. It really was not in vain that I had been nice to Goudan during this period. He also regarded me as a good friend.
After a circle, Goudan returned to the original place. Just after getting off the car, another little boy climbed on the car and fastened his seat belt skillfully. Goudan took a rest and started the car for a ride on the road.
As for Zeng Wenjuan, she and Zhao Jianguo sat on small stools and chatted with everyone.
A military wife said: "Captain Xiao Zhao's leg injury will soon heal! I think he can walk much more smoothly than before."
"Almost fine. I was fine when I walked to the supply and marketing cooperative yesterday. It's mainly because my wife took good care of me. If it weren't for her care, I wouldn't have recovered so quickly." Zhao Jianguo responded to the military wife and praised Zeng Wenjuan at the same time. His words were sincere and he didn't have the slightest intention of flattering her.
"Captain Xiao Zhao really found a good wife! It seems that Captain Xiao Zhao has gained a lot of weight. The food at home has been pretty good during this period!" Another military wife said as she watched Zhao Jianguo's face gain weight.
Zhao Jianguo's heart skipped a beat. He had gained weight? Would his wife dislike him? He looked up at Zeng Wenjuan and saw her watching the old lady making shoe soles. He comforted himself by thinking that his wife looked at him every day and would definitely not feel anything. He would walk around more often in the future and his sisters-in-law would not feel anything either. When his leg injury healed, he would exercise more and lose weight.
It's not that Zhao Jianguo cares so much about his figure, but he has a wife. If he doesn't pay attention to his appearance, how can he keep his wife's heart? He is not very interesting. He can see clearly that they are all human beings.
"Ah! Don't touch my car, I hate you." Suddenly in this warm atmosphere, Goudan's aggrieved shout was heard.
Zeng Wenjuan quickly ran to Goudan's side, and Zhao Jianguo also quickly slid over in his wheelchair.
"What happened?" Zeng Wenjuan half-knelt and asked Goudan.
Hearing his mother's voice, Goudan threw himself into Zeng Wenjuan's arms and cried loudly: "Wow... Is that so? Oh, he scratched my car. It doesn't look good anymore."
"I'm sorry! My dog Maodan is just naughty. How about I compensate you some money?" Maodan's mother, who had just run over upon hearing the noise, apologized very politely.
The movements were so standard that one could tell at a glance that her Maodan was a very naughty child.
"I don't want it, I don't want it, I want Maodan to return my car to me." Goudan cried, and it was obvious from his little expression that he had suffered a great injustice.
Maodan's mother looked at the toy car and said through gritted teeth, "How about I compensate you with another one? It's all my Maodan's fault. Is that ok with you?"
"This car is the last one, and we don't know if there will be any more after that. So even if you want to buy it, you may not be able to get it." Zhao Jianguo explained while sitting next to him.
After hearing this, Maodan's mother could roughly know the price of this car, which might cost her family half a year without food or drink. After all, her husband's salary was more than half less than Zhao Jianguo's!
Then she saw the nail polish on her hands, and her mother came up with a solution. She bent down and said, "Little boy, how about I make a deal with you? Look at the nail polish on my hands. I will use this polish to write your name on the scratched area, okay?"
Goudan thought for a moment and asked in some confusion: "Will your writing be good? What if it becomes even uglier?"
"No, you have to believe your aunt. When I was in school, I made a blackboard newspaper. At that time, many classmates would come to our class to see it. Do you know what a blackboard newspaper is? The one right there when we enter the door was drawn by your aunt." Maodan's mother said gently.
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