Chapter 31: Raising oneself and growing body [seeking reading]

Tianjin.

Peace area.

An old brick and wood structure building has a somewhat antique architectural style, a three-story building and a large yard with many flowers and plants. Koi are swimming slowly in the pond, and there are also several bird cages hanging on the branches in the corner of the wall.

When night falls, the lights on the ground lights make the whole yard appear less dark, but instead appear more harmonious under the lights.

In the living room on the first floor, there are various exquisite wooden furniture and high-quality wood. After being carefully carved by exquisite carvings, various exquisite hollowings, animals, plants, and figures are carved on tables, chairs, and coffee tables.

Decorated calligraphy and paintings can also be seen on the wall, and some green plants are decorated to make the antique living room more flavorful.

The vases and tea sets are placed in conspicuous thread-bound books, and the pen, ink, paper and ink are placed on the desk next to the balcony. On a piece of white paper pressed by paperweight, there are still words about family happiness, but the last word is not written in full.

In the dining room next door, you can still hear the sound of talking.

In the dining room separated by a wall from the living room, there were several people sitting. The seat was a middle-aged man who looked a little bookish. He was wearing a simple jacket and holding a bowl of soup in his hand, drinking slowly.

"I'm not serious." After saying this, I went to work on the other ones.

Why did you fall into being a coolie?

"It's good to change the environment. If you change the environment, you can always see it and learn something new." Seeing the child a little quarrel, the man said, "Xiaobei, sit down."

"Dad, don't be so strict with your younger brother, and you don't know where to go." The young woman put the brewed tea in front of the middle-aged man and gave her another cup of her husband.

There must be someone to take care of it, otherwise he will not be able to lose his family at home, and he hopes that his children will become successful and that their daughter will become a phoenix. He also hopes that his children will have a good future.

I knew she was worried that the child was outside and worried that the child would be wronged.

Song Kui, who was sitting next to him, took his hand, looked at Zhang Jianbin with a smile, leaned on his shoulder and said, "How is our business?"

The middle-aged woman opposite shook her head.

"Well, what's wrong, my wife?" Zhang Jianbin turned to ask her.

Zhang Jianbin, who had not spoken, drank most of the cup of tea and placed the tea cup on the table. His eyes changed a few times, and he didn't say a word on his mouth.

Zhang Jianbin nodded and said, knowing.

He has a habit of talking to his wife about work, whether it is good or bad, work is work and life is life. As a middle-aged woman with no complex thoughts, it is useless to say more.

The middle-aged man looked at her: "Your own son, just call me and ask me what I'm doing?"

"husband."

"Be more attentive to work," said the middle-aged man.

I picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea before sighing.

After looking at her husband next to her, she didn't say anything, stood up and took the child in her arms, so that she could have a meal with peace of mind.

The middle-aged man looked at his daughter and then at his grandson in his wife's arms: "If you don't teach a dog, you won't steal, you won't teach a cat, you won't catch a mouse. If you have a father, you will be better than if you teach a rule by outsiders."

"Old Song, do I want to call Xiaoci?"

The man holding a teacup and wearing glasses slowly drank a sip of tea, listening to his wife and father-in-law chatting, without saying anything.

The child looked at him and calmed down, obviously a little afraid of him.

"Mom, haven't you called you yet?" The woman handed the fruit to the child.

Somewhat strange is that he doesn't seem to feel that tea is scalding his mouth.

What is a kindness of a woman? It’s like this. You can’t bear anything. The child is over 20 years old and can’t bear it. A kind mother often defeats the child, so the child cannot spoil it like this.

After packing up the house, Song Kui took her children and left with her husband. They lived not far away and it was very convenient to go back and forth.

"Raising a son or daughter in poverty, and raising a child in poverty, and raising yourself and growing up your body." Old Song made her happy.

Opposite them was a woman holding a child, and a gentle man wearing glasses. The little boy in his arms was staring at the fruit on the table and shouting to eat it.

The middle-aged man at the seat put down his bowl and wiped his mouth before looking at his son-in-law: "Are you full?"

"dad!"

He got used to being glared at by his wife.

Song Kui coaxed the child to sleep, looked at her husband who was smoking on the balcony, quietly took the door, and then walked to him.

"Even if you gain ten kilograms, you will still feel that he has lost weight." Old Song replied helplessly.

"My brother is not a cat or dog, and he is not like the other children in the family. He is obedient enough to play all day long." The woman touched her husband: "Right?"

"I felt uncomfortable when I thought of that picture. He had never suffered this pain. He looked like he lost weight." Her mind was full of pictures of her son sweating profusely.

Holding her cell phone, she thought about it, but still didn't make a call. During the day, she made a video and saw her son sweating profusely and carrying a big bag. As soon as she saw him, he hung up the phone.

"Look, Zhang Jianbin, who is a brother-in-law, knows it." The woman looked at her father: "I asked my mother to call him and ask him to come back. She is already in her twenties, so he has to take care of the family affairs. It's time to find a suitable partner and consider lifelong affairs."

"I can do it, there are too many things in the Finance Department." Song Kui nodded: "I'm here at first. If you didn't want me to go to the Finance Department, I wouldn't have gone."

Old Song shook his head.

The more I think about it, the more I feel distressed. If I hadn't thought about the child's self-esteem and call him slowly, she would have wanted to call him several times and ask him to come back.

"This time he suddenly said he wanted to go out to relax. I felt that there must be something inside. Do you know anything?" She looked at Lao Song: "You always tell me nothing."

He might not have to be so strict, but with such a wife, he would not be stricter.

The middle-aged woman who was teasing the child never spoke. She teased her grandson with a toy. She also laughed as she watched the child laugh happily.

Old Song watched her leave, took her cell phone and looked at the news, carefully looked at one of the forms, and put away the phone.

In the room, there were only middle-aged couples. The middle-aged man holding a brush finished the joy of his family and wrote the words "Satisfied and happy".

"Okay, do you really think he's going to work as a hard worker? He won't be able to find a job. After all, he is a college student. It's not difficult to support himself. If you suffer a little hardship and suffer a little loss outside, you will know who is good and who is bad, so as not to be too scrupulous." Old Song said.

Nodding, he replied: "Indeed, Xiaoci is already very sensible."

The middle-aged man put a plate of beef in front of him: "Jianbin eats more, you have a good appetite."

Next to him was a middle-aged woman with a gentle appearance and a blue long dress. She probably had better care and looked a little young.

I was thinking about the child, but I couldn't help it and laughed out loud.

The man pushed his glasses and nodded.

"White grows up so big, but his brain is not enough."

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In a large flat layer not far away.

The plate is not broken yet, just knock it, there is no need to break it.

His eyes slapped, and he held the chopsticks and smiled and ate a few bites of the beef handed over by his father-in-law.

I love my daughter and my son. This is how I am a mother. The palms and backs of my hands are flesh. I can’t stand the child for suffering or suffer from it.

The middle-aged man looked at his daughter: "Xiaokui, didn't you say you were tired from work and didn't have time to take care of your children? You should go to the administrative department tomorrow."

What are you trying to suffer this kind of suffering outside?

The middle-aged man nodded: "Then go to administration."

The wife next to her looked at her and lowered her head to drink tea.

But he doesn't express these things, he does them silently or keeps them in his heart.

"There is nothing, what should I say to you? You can take care of the house well, it's enough." Old Song put down his brush, walked to her, and pulled her to sit on the sofa: "Your son is 22, and I'm married to you when I was 22."

"Jianbin."

The mother and daughter cleaned up the dining table and went to the kitchen to wash dishes, leaving him and his father-in-law.

Zhang Jianbin was silent for a long time before looking at Song Kui.

The one who knows him best is Song Kui, just like he knows how smart Song Kui is.

"Okay!" He had been silent for a long time and agreed.

Excluding many others, at least, he still loves his wife very much, and has been like this since before.

(End of this chapter)
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