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Chapter 316: Parents have shortcomings



Chapter 316: Parents have shortcomings

After dinner, Chang Wei sat at the square table, drinking tea and chatting with his mother.

In the days before mobile phones and the Internet, conversations were all face-to-face.

If it really happens in another fifty or sixty years, such scenes will probably be rare, because children at that time will not have the patience to chat with their mothers about family matters.

Mobile phones are so much fun!

I don’t know whether the changes brought about by technological progress are good or bad.

"Whenever you have time, go visit your hometown. If appropriate, bring your grandparents and old lady over."

Yang Min took the thermos and added water to Chang Wei, speaking softly.

Her personality is not good. Since Chang Kun's death, she has to take care of the whole family. There are many children and they are very naughty, so she is too lazy to preach to them and just beats them when they make mistakes.

Now life is getting more and more comfortable, and her temper has calmed down a lot.

Chang Wei was cutting bamboo with a knife, and said as he fiddled with it, "I'll go tomorrow. If I delay any longer, it will be New Year's Day."

"Busy days, huh?"

“It was a bit messy at first, but it’s much better now.”

"I heard that you are in charge of this?"

"Mom is well-informed." Chang Wei smiled and nodded, using a file to grind off the burrs on the cut bamboo joint. "The population of the capital has grown too fast in recent years. There aren't many major cases, but there are still many petty thefts and hooligans. The New Year is coming soon."

"I don't know about other places, but the news has spread all over Gulou. It's said that the prisoners you captured these days are being sent to Qinghe Farm in trainloads."

"Haha, I guess you all think I'm the living king of hell, right?"

"Nonsense." Yang Min patted Chang Wei's arm gently, "I don't know how many people are praising you, as for those gossipers, why bother with them?"

Chang Wei put down the file, found some cotton thread and started to thread the bamboo, saying casually: "I don't care. The people have sharp eyes."

Well, at least it still is.

These days, people often go to the Dragon Group’s courtyard to present banners and gifts, which is the best compliment.

He made the two little bamboo figures, fiddled with the joints, walked into the yard, found a crack of suitable thickness on the slightly broken square table outside the house, threaded the cotton thread through, reached under the table, and pulled the two thread ends back and forth.

As he pulled and the strength changed, the little bamboo man on the table danced with the sword in his hand in a very realistic way.

Chang Xiaoman was chatting with the little monkey. When he saw it, he ran over and asked, "Uncle, what is this?"

Chang Wei taught her how to play for a few times, then put another little man in the gap, and started playing with Chang Xiaoman on the table with clanging sounds.

"Uncle, slow down. I can't beat you." Chang Xiaoman was not experienced in the game and did not have enough strength, so he was beaten back by Chang Wei.

Even if Chang Wei let go, she still couldn't win.

Her eyes rolled around, and she saw the Monkey King scratching his head and watching nearby. She pushed Chang Wei away and called the Monkey King over.

The three-year-old girl and the monkey finally ended up in a tie.

"Go ahead and play. Don't always bully the Great Sage. He is smaller than you."

Chang Wei handed the stage to them and strolled towards the corner of the yard.

When Chang Xiaoman saw her uncle leaving, she pulled the cotton thread in her hand hard and controlled the little man to kill towards the opposite side.

The little monkey was in a panic and was killed without any resistance.

There was a pile of coal against the west wall of the yard. It was the two thousand kilograms of coal that Yang Min had just bought this morning.

There is very little finished coal at this time, and each household buys loose coal from the coal station with coal coupons.

You can drag it yourself or pay a job to hire a planker to help you, then pull it to the gate of the yard and carry it on a shoulder pole to dump it in front of your house.

Crush the coal, filter it with a sieve, then add loess and water to mix it, make it into coal cakes, coal balls or honeycomb coal, and use it after drying.

There are always some large lumps in the loose coal bought, so children who only go to school half a day can't avoid having to spend the rest of the day squatting at the doorstep knocking coal.

Xiong Chumo was a girl with good family education. After eating at the Chang family's house, she didn't just leave, but sat in the yard to help Chang Long.

Two little girls sat on a bench, hammering away with small hammers.

Seeing Chang Wei coming over, Chang Long twisted his waist in a pretentious manner and said, "Brother, I am a hardworking little bee, but I can't eat sweet honey."

Chang Wei took out two candies from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrappers and stuffed them into the mouths of the two little girls. "Work hard, and I'll give you 10 cents each when you're done."

Xiong Chumo sipped the sweetness in his mouth and said crisply, "Thank you, Daguo. I don't want any money."

Chang Long would not be polite, but sighed heavily, "Alas, those who make a lot of money don't sweat, and those who sweat a lot don't make money."

Chang Wei even laughed. You, a seven-year-old girl, have already seen through the true meaning of life!

On the other side, an iron sieve was propped up at an angle, and Chang Da and Chang Tian were using shovels to filter the coal.

The mesh is very coarse, so there is no need to sift it into powder to make honeycomb coal. It only needs to be the size of coarse sand. This particle size can ensure sufficient combustion without waste.

Chang Wei saw Yang Min following him and said, "I'll bring some loess back tomorrow when I go back to the village to pick someone up."

Yang Min glanced at Chang Da inconspicuously, walked away two steps and whispered: "Little Du will bring the yellow soil here early tomorrow morning."

Chang Wei looked at his mother in surprise, "Isn't he in class? How did you get in touch?"

"He called me last night. He was the one who helped me contact the coal hauler. He brought the coal directly to the backyard."

"If you are too attentive to someone without any reason, it's not a betrayal..." Chang Wei glanced at Chang Da who was working, and said in surprise: "Mother, you are not trying to match him with me, are you?"

"Why? Has your sister always been a widow?"

Chang Da lived very comfortably these days. She was nourished by the fruits of her physical fitness and looked very pretty. Chang Wei had often forgotten that she was a widow.

Of course he would not object to his sister remarrying, and would even actively support her.

Although historically most widows who remarried did not have a good ending.

The most famous one is Zhen Mi.

Of course, when she remarried, her ex-husband Yuan Xi was still alive.

After remarrying Cao Pi, she was greatly favored and gave birth to a son, Cao Rui, and a daughter, Cao.

Unfortunately, he fell out of favor later and was sentenced to death by Cao Pi for saying some resentful words.

According to the "Zizhi Tongjian", after her death, her face was covered with her hair and her mouth was stuffed with bran so that her soul had no place to seek justice.

Seeing that Chang Wei didn't say anything, Yang Min pulled him towards the house and said, "I think Xiao Du is doing well. Your sister can't always be single, right?"

"Do you like Duye?"

"The young man is hardworking and honest. We have also met his old lady, who is very reasonable. Your sister will not be bullied if she marries him."

Is Du Ye honest?

This guy was caught before because he peeped at a widow taking a bath.

He was also a duckling.

Chang Wei opened his mouth and swallowed the words.

After all, the prodigal son has returned and he has even taken a bullet for him.

It depends on what elder sister means.

"I plan to talk to the old lady in a few days. If she has no objection, I will ask her to ask Liu Po ​​to propose marriage."

Liu Po ​​– Drum Tower Cupid.

It is said that as long as she takes action, no dog in Gulou will be single.


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