Zhou Chen suddenly said: "Dad, last time Uncle San and his friends assembled two bicycles from me, you seemed to have paid fifty in advance. Did he return the money to you later?"
Zhuang Chaoying's face suddenly dropped, she really didn't want to open a certain pot, and she asked knowingly.
Huang Ling suppressed her laughter and said to everyone: "Eat, eat, Song Ying, I heard that you assigned a few more interns to lead, how are you doing now?"
Song Ying sighed and said: "The little girl nowadays is so difficult to teach. She bursts into tears every time she talks. It makes me unable to teach her. It's not like we used to be caught and scolded by the master.
"
"After all, you are still young."
"Yes, young. When I see these young girls, I think of how we used to look when we entered the factory. We were just as young at that time. How can we be like now, when we are old and yellow, and our complexion, skin, and figure are all out of shape?
."
Lin Wufeng immediately said: "No way, my wife, I think you are still as beautiful as before, you haven't changed at all."
Song Ying said angrily: "You are talking nonsense. You will try your best to coax me with good words. I am not blind. What am I like? I can't see it myself?"
After talking and laughing, the meal was quickly finished. Lin Dongzhe and Xiang Pengfei were the first to leave and ran to watch TV.
Today, Xiang Pengfei is a TV fan. He walks around Suzhou City during the day, and when he comes back at night, he and Lin Dongzhe watch TV together. The two of them are like bastards watching green beans - they meet each other and have a very good relationship.
The two of them were watching TV. Song Ying and Lin Wufeng were the ones who suffered the most, because they could really watch it. They could see eleven or twelve o'clock every time, and the sound was loud, which made the couple extremely tired these days.
Dark circles under eyes.
During the summer vacation, the Zhuang and Lin families expanded the toilet at the back and added a shower room. Now, whether you need to use the toilet or take a shower, you can do it at home, which is much more convenient than before.
A summer vacation can be neither long nor short. Xiang Pengfei has lived here for more than a month. When school is about to start, he must leave.
Before leaving, Zhou Chen gave him several storybooks, and Zhuang Tunan, Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting also gave him gifts, which made Xiang Pengfei very happy.
Before leaving, he gave Huang Ling the money given by his parents. Huang Ling was very moved and temporarily accepted it, but returned it to him when he left the next day.
Before Xiang Pengfei left for the next day, he bought cream popsicles for all the friends he had been playing with these days, and then solemnly said goodbye to everyone, with tears streaming down his face.
These days, Lin Dongzhe and Xiang Pengfei had the best time, so when they parted, he was the most reluctant to part with them, with tears streaming down his face.
"Brother Tuxi, I really can't bear to leave him. Will Pengfei come back again in the future?"
"Yes, he will come again."
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Huang Ling and Song Ying were hanging clothes in the small courtyard. Song Ying said happily: "Oh, the summer vacation is finally coming to an end. Finally, I don't have to face Lin Dongzhe, a skinny monkey, all day long. These two months have been tough for me.
."
Listening to her complaints, Huang Ling said with a smile: "The children are all looking forward to the holidays, but we adults are looking forward to them going to school."
"Of course, not going to school every day at home will exhaust us parents to death. Sister Ling, not everyone is as sensible as your three children, but you have done a lot of work this summer, right?
The child is so exhausted."
"It's okay, I'm used to it."
"By the way, Tuxi and the others went to No. 1 Middle School with Tunan and haven't come back yet? I really hope that monkey Lin Dongzhe has visited No. 1 Middle School and can study hard in the future. If he can also be admitted to No. 1 Middle School in the future,
That’s good.”
Because school was about to start soon, Zhou Chen went to No. 1 Middle School with Zhuang Tunan today, taking Zhuang Xiaoting and Lin Dongzhe with him.
"Don't say that, Dongzhe is still very smart. As long as he studies hard, I think he has great hope."
"He has great hopes? If he can pass the exam, I..."
The two were talking when suddenly someone knocked on the door.
"This is Zhou Chen's house, right? There is a letter from his postal service."
The two of them looked towards the door and saw a postman delivering a letter.
Song Ying said: "We don't have anyone named Zhou Chen here? Did you send the wrong one?"
The postman glanced at the envelope, then at the house number, and said with certainty: "That's right, it's No. 13, Textile Lane 3, isn't it?"
"This is No. 13, Textile Lane 3, but there is no one named Zhou Chen in our courtyard. Did we write the wrong address?"
The postman was also confused: "That's right, it's right here, the address is written very clearly."
Chapter completed!