The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993 Chapter 220

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   The phone call with Tao Ge took a long time, and the two chatted for about 20 minutes.

   Ended the call, Zhang Xuan took a sip of tea, and Yang Manjing stared at each other for a while.

  The call came.

   This time it is from Zou Qingzhu.

   Thinking about the girl's good cooking skills and the good fortune of the next four years of college, Zhang Xuan patiently chatted with people for a while.

   finally said: "I'll give you the first meal when I go back to school."

   "No problem." Zou Qingzhu happily agreed.

   After talking on the phone with Zou Qingzhu, Zhang Xuan, who only slept for more than two hours last night, feels very sleepy now and really wants to rest.

   Ignoring the so-called cousin, closed his eyes and began to rest.

  Count the stars…, count the sheep…

   Just when he was about to fall asleep, God's phone rang again.

Hey! Hey! The old man is such a **** good friend.

   I'm so irritable.

   Eyelids got into a fight, but helplessly opened it, picked up the receiver numbly, and said directly without asking who the other party was:

   "Happy New Year and all the best."

The person opposite    was in a trance, and looked at the phone deliberately. It was indeed on the phone, and he confirmed that he was not wrong.

   After two seconds, he replied: "Zhang Xuan, Happy New Year."

Um?

  Wen Hui?

   This is the person in her dream who had prostituted herself three times for free. Why did she call herself?

   Doesn't make sense?

   Can't make sense?

   Even if other people call her, she can't call herself?

   Zhang Xuan is not stupid, just like he is a little bit shy about Wenhui on weekdays, and people don't discuss things about her.

  The same goes for Wenhui, because of Du Shuangling's relationship, she is actually avoiding him subconsciously, never mentioning him.

   On this point, the two well-known people have a tacit understanding: they both know carefully that Du Shuangling cannot be misunderstood.

Whether it is Zhang Xuan or Wen Hui, they all clearly understand: Du Shuangling is guarding against the two in her heart.

   It's just that everyone is smart and didn't break it.

   Could it be that he learned his home number from Shuangling, and then knew that Zou Qingzhu had called him just now, and Wen Hui started to get into trouble?

   is also a good friend, and Zou Qingzhu has been beaten.

   So is she hitting or not? Not fighting or not?

After    hesitation, she finally fought?

  Thinking like this, Zhang Xuan glanced at the caller ID and asked casually, "Wenhui, your area code is not Yangzhou, are you not at home for the New Year?"

  Wenhui replied, "Well, it's New Year's Eve at my grandmother's house in Shanghai."

   Zhang Xuanshun asked, "Which district of Shanghai Stock Exchange?"

  Wenhui was a little surprised that he would follow up and ask, but still said: "This side of Nanjing Road in Huangpu District."

   Zhang Xuan greeted politely: "Aunt and uncles are all well?"

  Wenhui replied: "Thank you for your concern, everything is fine."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Is it important for the Spring Festival in Shanghai stock market?"

  Wenhui said: "Fortunately, it's almost the same as the usual festival."

   That is, the taste of the new year is not heavy.

   Zhang Xuan felt that it was almost the same. After chatting for a minute, he said, "Happy New Year to your family for me. I wish you all good health and all the best."

  Wenhui said, "Thank you."

   Zhang Xuan finally asked: "Are you busy over there, there are not many guests, your cooking is so good, it's almost noon, do you want to help with the cooking?"

   "Huh...Huh?" Wen Hui had a series of question marks in her head, but she immediately understood what he meant in the next second: "I'm a little busy here, so I'll hang up first. I wish Auntie good health and everything goes well."

   Zhang Xuan yawned and said vaguely, "Hang up, goodbye."

   said, with a snap, Zhang Xuan himself hung up the phone first.

   Hear "beep beep..." in the receiver

   Hear a busy tone.

  Wen Hui, "..."

  Yang Manjing looked at Zhang Xuan with a strange face, and asked curiously, "Is it a girl just now? It's the first time I saw you urging people to hang up. Is this girl ugly? Scare you?"

   Zhang Xuan put his legs on the coffee table, and when he lay down, he was almost paralyzed.

   squinted someone and said lazily, "To be honest, you and Little Eleven together don't look good."

   Yang Manjing was so angry that she really wanted to hit him with the sofa pillow, but she didn't dare. "She's better than Little Eleven? How is that possible? Isn't Little Eleven the best-looking one this year?"

   Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes, "She is self-proclaimed?"

  Yang Manjing shook her head: "That's not true, it was a boy who wrote her a love letter during the winter vacation and praised her like that."

   Zhang Xuan smiled, closed his eyes and said, "Xiao Shi is in debt. If you praise her like this, you will definitely not be able to catch up."

  Yang Manjing probed and asked, "How can I find it?"

   Zhang Xuan replied: "A person who is thicker than her, and more cheap than her."

  Yang Manjing shook her head and said with a sudden realization: "I see, no wonder she likes you, so she likes your thick skin and your cheap mouth..."

   Hearing this, Zhang Xuan's eyes suddenly opened again, looking straight at her.

   Yang Manjing received the cannibalistic gaze, and hurriedly put her head in her hands, "Don't... lighten..."

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! …

  Hey, the Spring Festival is so boring, I don't hit my cousin for nothing, I still want to hit it.

   keep playing…

   More than 20 sofa pillows were slapped hard in a row, Zhang Xuan felt comfortable.

   Then he unplugged the phone line and went back to his room to sleep.

"boom!"

   The door is closed!

   Seeing this, Yang Manjing, who buried her head on the sofa and pretended to be dead, immediately plugged in the phone line.

   called Little Eleven and asked, "Who is Wenhui? Is she beautiful?"

   I slept comfortably this night, and it was almost 1 o'clock in the afternoon when I woke up.

   Mmm~

   Rolling in the quilt, Zhang Xuan woodenly glanced at Zhou Huimin who was at the head of the bed.

   stretched out his index finger and took out the cotton plug from his ear. Fortunately, he had foresight, otherwise he would be awakened by the sound of firecrackers.

  My mother is not bad, my mother loves me, and I haven't woken me up after I slept for so long.

   As soon as he took out the cotton plug, Zhang Xuan heard someone in the living room on the second floor, as if playing cards.

   Dressed and got up, opened the door and saw that it was four cousins ​​from "Yunhua Fugui" who came along with four sisters-in-law.

   greeted warmly all the way, Zhang Xuan glanced at the new "fourth sister-in-law".

   He knew that the fourth sister-in-law was from Hangzhou, her parents were from the state unit, she was an only child, and the family conditions were very good. But he was divorced and met his fourth cousin by chance in the Shanghai market.

  Although they were both married for the second time, the two supported them through the next few decades, and they could be regarded as affectionate.

   Zhang Xuan asked Yang Gui knowingly, "Fourth brother, when will you get married, I'll put firecrackers on you at the banquet and give you a big red envelope."

  Yang Gui said with a smile, "When the Civil Affairs Bureau goes to work, I will register and I won't hold a banquet. When that time comes, I will invite the whole family to have a meal."

   Zhang Xuan nodded, talked a bit, and went downstairs.

   Seeing Zhang Xuan disappearing from the corner of the stairs, the fourth sister-in-law quietly asked Yang Gui, "Is he the great writer you talk about every day?"

   Before Yang Gui could answer, Sister Hua gave a thumbs up, "No, this name."

   Uncle and aunt came and helped cook in the kitchen.

   Zhang Ping's family of three also came.

   Needless to say, Zhang Xuan gave this nephew a red envelope of 1,000 when they met. It was the first time to seal this little brat.

   Zhang Ping touched such a thick red envelope, everyone was dizzy and refused.

   Knowing what kind of temper this eldest sister is, Zhang Xuan didn't bother to argue with her, so he glared at her, "On the first day of this year, don't bother me."

   Zhang Ping was in a hurry and called Ouyang Yong.

   Calling Ouyang Yonglai is useless, he was even more terrified of Zhang Xuan, pushing and pulling with money, his face confused.

After   , Ruan Xiuqin came forward and said, "This is a piece of your brother's heart, please accept it."

   Uncle and aunt and uncle and aunt followed along to help.

   Seeing everyone talking like this, Zhang Ping blushed and finally took the money.

   Looking at this scene, Zhang Xuan was also speechless. Compared with Yang Manjing, who saw money, the eldest sister was stupid and cute.

  Hey, simple and honest enough.

   melancholy.

   In the kitchen there are uncles and couples, aunts and uncles, and Ruan Xiuqin's gang.

   Even Zhang Ping was the one who set the fire.

   Zhang Xuan couldn't get in, so he played around freely, so he said to Ouyang Yong, "Can you go hunting on this snowy day?"

  Ouyang Yong looked outside, "It's not easy to fight, I don't dare to go into the mountains, the mountain road can't be seen in depth, and if you step in the air, it's easy to cause an accident."

   Zhang Xuan had a look of regret when he heard this. He hadn't followed him into the mountains to hunt, so he was just about to move.

  After lunch, Zhang Xuan took his luggage and followed the group to the town, where he went to his aunt's house to pay New Year's greetings.

   Heavy snow and low visibility.

   Thinking that he won't be able to ride a motorcycle tomorrow, and thinking that he will go to Du's house for New Year's greetings tomorrow morning, he simply took all the gifts for New Year's greetings with him.

   Anyway, there are so many people, and he is a great writer. Oh, everyone is so enthusiastic to help, you don't have to do it yourself.

  On the first day of the new year, I went for a walk around my aunt's house and my cousin's house, and that's it.

  On the second day of junior high, the sky was clear.

   But the snow on the ground was thick, the ice was thick, it was still cold, and it was still difficult to walk.

   After having breakfast at Yanghua's house, Zhang Xuan separated from the army and went to Du's house with assorted gifts.

   Walking so far, I was afraid that he would be difficult to mention alone. Yang Hua and Yang Yun also escorted him for a while, and didn't stop until they could see the small villa.

   Zhang Xuan turned his head and said, "Brother Yun, Brother Hua, thank you, please walk slowly on the road."

   "Eh..." The two of them smiled, and they all returned home.

   crackling, firecrackers go off.

   chu chu chu…

   More than 20 heads were strung out of the villa, big and small, all looking at him.

   Zhang Xuan was taken aback by this battle. He glanced at it and found that it was all the familiar faces he had seen at the birthday banquet last year.

  The mouth is a little sweet, worth the money…

   Zhang Xuan's face was frozen with laughter, and his mouth was screaming crookedly. There were more than 20 people along the way, shouting a few words and greeting a few words, and said a few hundred words in one breath without stopping.

   The next time is even more busy.

  It's snowing, it's good to take pictures.

   Great writers, everyone likes the same frame, take a photo together, and take it back to show off.

   The scene of showing off can be imagined: look, look, this one in the photo is Zhang Xuan, a great writer, look good, this temperament looks like drinking ink...

   Catching the gap, Du Shuangling poured him a cup of hot tea with a smile and whispered, "Husband, it's hard work."

   Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up, "What did you just say?"

  Du Shuangling followed his example and blinked: "Dear, it's hard work."

  Tsk, looking at Comrade Shuangling who is getting more and more outstanding, he swallowed and said, "Go to the second floor, go to the bedroom."

   Hearing this, Du Shuangling took a step closer with a smile, "In broad daylight, what do you want to do?"

   Zhang Xuantian said shamelessly: "Review the old and learn the new, familiar with the familiar technology, it has been a few days, don't be unfamiliar."

   "Smelly Virtue~" Du Shuangling gave him a glance, and walked away with a cryptic wink.

  Oh, this woman is getting more and more interested in her.

  The old town mayor has only two granddaughters, so he naturally loves his two grandsons-in-law very much.

   As soon as he opened his mouth, he said that Wu Guorui was a doctor and the attending physician of Xiangya Hospital.

   When he speaks again, he euphemistically shows off that Zhang Xuan is a great writer, and the physical book will be published soon.

  The old town mayor said so, in order to make the old man happy, whether his son, daughter or son-in-law, he immediately flattered Zhang Xuan's face.

  Dukedong greeted everyone to play cards, and each adult was given 200 cards to let everyone pass the time.

  Children send 10 yuan each to go to the nearby canteen to buy snacks.

   Pulled the two brother-in-laws to the position, and pulled the uncle to the position. Du Kedong asked Wu Guorui and Zhang Xuan:

   "There's still one person left at this table, which one of you is on?"

  Wu Guorui is humble.

   Zhang Xuan glanced at the two uncles and found that they were both looking at him nervously, and they were also sensible. He waved his hand and said that last night's writing had made his mind confused, and he had to go outside for some fresh air.

   Hearing this, the two uncles immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The last time they both lost more than 300 or 500 at the beginning.

   If Du Kedong hadn't taken over and vomited most of it, the two uncles might not have slept well when they got home.

   I have a deep memory of that night, and they all felt that Zhang Xuan had a high IQ and could count cards, and he was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

  The two walked hand in hand in the snow for a while, remembering the splendid scene of Ai Qing making 200 cards, Zhang Xuan asked curiously:

   "Your dad made a lot of money from honeysuckle and various medicinal herbs last year?"

  Du Shuangling let go of the hand he was holding, took his arm and said, "I don't know. Listening to their conversation, I should have earned 50,000 to 60,000 yuan."

Amazing! The business of honeysuckle and medicinal materials alone made 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.

   What about pesticides, fertilizers and seeds?

   That should be a lot, right?

   If nothing else, Zhang Xuan knew that his future father-in-law had a very good reputation in the town.

   At the same price, everyone likes to go to his store to buy pesticides and fertilizers, because the quality is guaranteed, and they can also be credited.

   Take the yangsheng I know for example. I don't have the money to buy pesticides and fertilizers every year, but I can get credit every year.

   And the blame lies, Yang Sheng will pay it back as soon as he has money.

   Someone once jokingly asked Yang Shengsheng, "On credit, why are you in a hurry?"

   Yang Shengsheng always answered like this: "I'm always embarrassed by credit. When I had no money, Du Kedong didn't look at me. If I have money, I will pay it back naturally.

  Many peasants take credit for one year, one year after another, and gradually developed absolute trust and respect for Du Kedong.

   There is also a seed thing, Zhang Xuan has a unique impression.

   Others selling rice seeds is selling rice seeds, but Du Kedong is different.

   He would cook a pot of rice from each type of rice seed, and let the people who buy the seeds grab a paw and try it.

  If you want to buy high-yield seeds, buy high-yield seeds; if you want to buy delicious seeds, buy delicious seeds. He never sells indiscriminately, and respects everyone's willingness.

   And when it comes to selling pesticides, everyone praises Duke for being kind.

   Everyone else is playing tricks and hopes that farmers will buy more pesticides.

  Du Kedong doesn't do this. First, why do you buy pesticides? Then it will give advice.

  Some people use several pesticides in order to kill vegetable insects. Instead, he will persuade that there is no need to buy so much. You are wasting money and it is not good for your health. Eating it is bad for your health.

   These are the details. Du Kedong's business in the small town is not the only one, but it accounts for at least one third.

   After lunch, Zhang Xuan tried to propose to go home.

   But Ai Qing calmed him down with a single word, "Take a night's rest here, and let Shuangling go back with you tomorrow."

   "Eh." Zhang Xuan agreed with a smile and surrendered immediately.

  Du Shuangling gouged out at him with a blushing face, and immediately guessed his idea, which was the idea.

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