So he likes opening presents? A smile flashed in Zhou Yanzhi's eyes. He had also heard about this from his eldest sister. In order to please his grandson's wife, the old man didn't have enough small gifts, so he asked the eldest sister Zhou, the second sister Zhou, and finally all the old men in the compound.
When everyone heard he was giving toys to his new granddaughter-in-law, who was a novelist, they all bought a bunch of pens and notebooks and had them packed for him before he passed away. They also threw in some cakes, candies, and snacks for the younger generation.
In Sister Zhou's words, everyone thinks of themselves as Santa Claus.
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"These pumpkins are good and suitable for the elderly. When you go back in a few days, you can give him a cart of old pumpkins. The old man will definitely like them." There is no way the old man would not like such spiritual vegetables, and it is a good opportunity to repay a favor.
"Uh, is that too little?"
"Quite a lot. Or you can wait until the rice is harvested here and send some new rice to the old man. He will definitely like it. Of course, if you send the rice directly, I think the old man and his friends will like it more." It would be boring for a group of old men to be locked up in a nursing home every day. Sending them rice and letting them smell the fragrance of rice might even enhance their emotional value.
"Is there a place in the capital to grind rice?"
"You don't have to worry about that." It was originally a gift as a token of my appreciation. As for how they can eat the new rice, it depends on them.
Of course, in order to arouse the interest of those old men, he could also give them ten kilograms of processed new rice. After all, only temptation can bring motivation.
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Xiao Yu understood Zhou Yanzhi's intention and thought that the old man must be quite bored. He said, "There's a peanut field over there. We can send some over there when the time comes. Peanuts are actually very simple to pick. You just need to pick them one by one. Why don't we just send a truckload of peanuts with peanut stalks and let Grandpa pick them himself?"
Zhou Yanzhi could almost imagine the old man's expression when he received the gift, but he nodded: "Good idea, Grandpa will definitely like it." A group of old men who are nearly a hundred years old are squatting in the yard picking peanuts. They should be able to recall the good and bad times.
In a sanatorium in the imperial capital.
Mr. Zhou sneezed several times intermittently, which made the guard Wang Dazhu very worried. He made a phone call and took out a thermometer.
The old man waved him away and said unhappily, "Alright, it's definitely not a cold. It must be some brat plotting against me. I know him all too well. And the most likely person is our prince."
Wang Dazhu held the thermometer and said earnestly: "Please don't wrongly accuse the prince. It's the end of the year and he is very busy. He has no time to play with you." So, you'd better check your temperature honestly.
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After coming out of the space, Xiao Yu told Zhou Yanzhi about the snails.
"Tomorrow... it should be today." Zhou Yanzhi glanced at the watch on the bedside table. It was two o'clock in the morning. "Today at noon, you have to accompany me to attend an important ceremony. This ceremony may last until three o'clock in the afternoon. Prepare the snails and I'll have someone send them over."
"What ceremony are you watching?"
"The ancient martial arts family in Jiangcheng has a new head."
"No dancing tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is Sunday, and Qintian Group is closed. We will stay for two more days, and we can make up for it then." Zhou Yanzhi hugged the child, a smile flashing in his eyes. After the child arrived in Jiangcheng, he completely forgot about his work.
"Oh." Xiao Yu didn't think of anything else. He just thought Zhou Yanzhi had other things to do. Then he curled up in bed, ready to fall asleep.
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