Siheyuan: At the beginning, he scolded the sticks!

Zhang Long and the Second Uncle couldn't make sense, and the Second Uncle held Zhang Long's teacup lazily by the heater and refused to leave, insisting that Zhang Long show him the proof that the matter was done.

But Zhang Long just wrote a letter of introduction to Deputy Director Li. The original copy of the letter had already been sent out, and it was not in his hands at all. At the beginning, it didn't match the fact that the second uncle said to let Deputy Director Li do things, so he definitely couldn't show things to him.

There was no other way, so Zhang Long had no choice but to take out the stack of money from the drawer and put it in front of the second uncle.

Seeing the money, the second uncle tensed up all over his body, and subconsciously stretched out his hands and moved his body back a little.

"What are you doing? Take out so much money, and you still turn on the headlights like this, are you afraid you won't be able to see it from outside? Put it away!"

While speaking, the second uncle gathered up all the money that Zhang Long had just struck up a conversation with, for fear that he would count it in front of him.

Zhang Long didn't bother to stop the second uncle, he squatted on the ground and asked again: "Then shall we go back now, or count the money?"

The second uncle looked at Zhang Long with a sullen face, only feeling itchy teeth, but seeing that Zhang Long was about to reach out for Na Ruogou again, he quickly covered the money with his hand, and immediately shouted:
"Go home! Why don't you go home so late!"

Zhang Long was satisfied, and then continued to reach out, and pulled all the stack of money covered by the second uncle into his arms, and put all the money into the drawer in front of the second uncle.

The second uncle refused to let go at first, until he was frightened by Zhang Long, then he gritted his teeth and threw the money in his hand on the ground.

With a cold snort, he took huge steps, moved to the side of the sofa, and sat down on the sofa with his back facing Zhang Long.

Then, taking advantage of Zhang Long's inattention, he quietly stuffed the few dollars that he had hidden just now into his sleeve, and continued to express his anger on his face.

Although Zhang Long didn't see that the second uncle hid the money, it was when he was finishing the money, but he counted it again and said that there were many big unity in the denomination, but there were several pieces missing in the small denomination. Go, the amount that was originally only 298 was reduced to 293 at once.

Zhang Long stared and nodded helplessly, curled his lips and stuffed the money into the drawer and locked it, then acted as if nothing had happened, picked up his coat from the chair and put it on, walked towards the door, and called the second uncle to hurry up Walk.

After the second uncle heard the sound of the drawer being locked, his hanging heart finally relaxed, and the smile on his face almost leaked out, but he coughed a few times quickly and his face tightened.

Then he quickly followed Zhang Long out, rubbed onto the back seat of the bicycle, grabbed the front seat tightly, lifted his foot, and was taken back to the courtyard by Zhang Long as the wheels rolled.

After Zhang Long kindly sent the second uncle back to the door, he rode his bicycle back to his yard.

Stop the car, enter the outer door and see that the lights inside the house are still on, the shadow of the old lady is printed on the window, and the sound of the TV is still playing inside.

Zhang Long flicked the snow off his body outside, went in after getting rid of the air conditioner, and saw the a la carte on the table.

There are not many dishes, one radish, one melon, and one tomato and egg soup.

This dish was made by the old lady herself. Zhang Long took two quick steps and walked to the table. The clean chopsticks picked up two pieces of the dish and delivered it to his mouth. The dish was already cold, but the taste It's ok.

"Okay, old man, you can cook now. It seems that you have been mentally well for the past two days!"

The old lady sitting cross-legged on the bed watching TV glanced at the difficulty and snorted:
"Isn't it? If it points to you, I'm afraid I'll starve to death."

Zhang Long chuckled, picked up the plate of small melons and vegetables, took a few bites into his mouth, and moved to the old lady while eating.

"I have something to do today, I'm not going to be an example, I'm not going to be an example!"

The old lady cast a glance at Zhang Long, bent over and rubbed against his body, smelled it, and asked in a low voice, "Have you been drinking?"

Zhang Long nodded: "I drank a little with my colleagues. They are all leaders, and they don't make special cases."

The old lady also nodded, with a look of understanding: "Okay, it's a happy thing after all, it doesn't hurt to drink a little more."

happy thing?

Zhang Long was surprised: "Grandma, do you know?"

The old lady straightened up immediately, and said quite proudly: "What can you hide from me in the yard? My old lady's ears are not very good, but this heart is very clear!"

Then he lowered his body again and whispered in Zhang Long's ear: "I met Xu Damao when I went out today, he looked at me with strange eyes, I can't see what his little kid is thinking , you must have been promoted again!"

The old lady giggled in the second half of her speech, looking at Zhang Long with pride in her eyes, Zhang Long gave the old lady a thumbs up without hesitation, and praised:

"Sure enough, Jiang is hot as an old man like you!"

The two had a good time, and the old lady patted the back of Zhang Long's head, smiling as freely as a young man.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky, echoing the warm yellow lights inside the house, and the joyous singing on the TV complements the laughter of the two.

The moonlight gradually slanted, and a golden light emerged from the sky. Zhang Long helped the sleeping old lady cover the quilt, and after returning to the house, he closed his eyes and took a nap for a while. Then get dressed and get ready to go to work.

As soon as he went out, he found that the outside had been covered with a thick layer of snow. If he stepped into the snow, his entire foot would be covered directly. This would definitely make him unable to ride a bicycle, so Zhang Long could only choose to go slowly. Walk over slowly.

Since he brought two books with him when he went out, since he couldn't put them in the front basket of the bicycle, he had to hold them by himself, and what he was wearing today was a turtleneck sweater and a more crisp suit , now it has the meaning of a cultural person.

On the walk, he met several little girls who were peeping at him, and among them was a girl who had two short braids behind her hair and was wearing a red flowered jacket.

This girl is none other than Qin Jingru who just came to this yard some time ago.

Qin Jingru got up early today, and originally planned to go out for a walk, but he didn't expect to see a majestic man walking on the same road with him, and he couldn't turn his eyes away.

Qin Jingru's eyes were directly glued to Zhang Long's body, and Zhang Long followed behind him silently five or six times behind him. His eyes kept looking at Zhang Long's face and the book on his chest, and the joy in his pupils was concealed. Can't cover it.