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Chapter 67 Hello Aunt Zhang

Qiu Huoming's brain was working rapidly. Dean Zhang was just a stranger to him. If he rashly came up to him and said something, he would probably be taken to a mental hospital.

But she had told him before about some interesting things that happened when she went to the countryside, and he happened to know a few places.

"You two wait here for me. I just thought she looked familiar. It turns out I really recognized her!" Qiu Huoming got out of the car.

Li Ming sat in the back seat with his feet on the ground, propping up the bike and said, "Then go say hello."

"Okay." Qiu Huoming put down his bicycle and ran away.

Sister Zhang looked at her apprentice who was walking away, casually lifted the hair that had fallen from her forehead, and walked towards the street.

Qiu Huoming had already rushed over, "Aunt Zhang...Aunt Zhang, what a coincidence, you actually work here!"

Sister Zhang glanced at the boy in front of her whose cheeks were a little red from running. She couldn't find the corresponding name in her memory for a while, so she hesitated and said, "Who are you?"

"Ganshu Village, a relative of the Zhou family. My name is Daming. The cow in our commune had diarrhea for several days. It was you who cured it. I was the one who led the cow away..."

Sister Zhang suddenly realized, and a thin little boy appeared in her mind. "It's been several years. You were still a child back then."

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm studying in the city. Because of you, I really want to be a veterinarian." Qiu Huoming's words were half true and half false, but Sister Zhang believed it about 80%.

After all, what could a child do for her?

"Then study hard and get into a good school." Sister Zhang's expression softened.

"Well, I'm a sophomore in high school and will take the college entrance exam this year. I have a little yellow dog. If I have any questions, can I come to you?"

The little yellow dog in the compound belongs to everyone in the compound, and even if you round it off, it's his.

Sister Zhang laughed, "Local dogs are easy to keep. Just don't put too much oil or salt in their food and there won't be any problems."

Nowadays, almost everyone raises local dogs, and Sister Zhang also has this preconceived notion.

"Can I ask you for some veterinary advice?"

"You live nearby?"

"Not here, but I often come here to play with my classmates." Qiu Huoming pointed at Bao Jun who was sitting in the car from a distance.

Sister Zhang's brows relaxed. "You are from the feed workshop, right? Well, I have something else to do. If you really encounter a problem that is difficult to solve in the future, you can come to the quarantine department to find me. Students should still focus on their studies."

"Okay, I will study hard. Goodbye, Aunt Zhang." Qiu Huoming waved to her obediently.

He trotted back to Bao Jun.

"Fuck, Daming, you really know her? Then I take back what I said before!" Seeing that he really started talking to her, Bao Jun immediately changed his tone.

"I recognize her. She was the one who cured the cow in our commune. She's a very nice person and her skills are top-notch! I call her Aunt Zhang." Qiu Huoming added a few filters to Sister Zhang in front of his classmates.

"Don't worry, your aunt is my aunt. If anyone spreads rumors about her again, I will beat him to a pulp..." Bao Jun is a person who only cares about people, not things. Once he identifies someone as one of his own, he will immediately unite against the enemy.

He completely forgot that he was the one who spoke the most exciting words just now.

Li Ming sat on the back seat and moved his feet back and forth. The bicycle moved smoothly to his rhythm. "I agree. Okay, Baozi, you have to go back..."

Qiu Huoming raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a few big white teeth, and punched Bao Jun on the shoulder, "See you later."

"Hey, see you later." Bao Jun also laughed.

The friendship among young people is not mixed with too many impurities and can easily be rekindled.

The bicycles shuttled through the green trees along the road. Qiu Huoming, riding the bicycle with Li Ming, had already left the north gate and was heading towards the cultural center.

"Huozi, if you can't find evidence, don't waste time in this place. The important thing is to work hard and get into a good university." After leaving Bao Jun, Li Ming subconsciously changed his name back to Qiu Huoming.

"Don't worry, I'm not a stubborn person. If I get better and better in the future, I'm afraid they will be more anxious than me." Qiu Huoming snorted coldly, "They said in the village before that only one branch of the Qiu family can prosper. I'm afraid they really believe it."

Li Ming was somewhat speechless. "What era is this? What kind of people are your great uncle's family?"

"A selfish, self-interested villain."

Qiu Huoming pursed his lips slightly and turned a corner to reach the entrance of the alley.

"Then fly high so that he can't reach you." Li Ming's voice still revealed a bit of childishness.

"Let's fly together. I'll go to the South, and you'll go to the Political Science Institute. Together, we brothers will take down this world!"

Li Ming raised the corner of his mouth, and he cleared his throat, "Kill it!"

"Hey, you have no momentum. Say it with me, let's take down this world!" Qiu Huoming's voice was blown far away with the wind blowing past his ears.

I vaguely heard a passerby mutter: "Psycho."

“Hahahaha…” Li Ming laughed so hard that he covered his stomach.

Qiu Huoming:...

The car stopped abruptly at the entrance of the alley. Qiu Huoming squeezed the brake, propped himself up with one foot, turned his head and said, "We're here."

"Huozi, have you taken the one-inch photo? It has to be submitted before May." Li Ming jumped out of the car and asked.

"No, I almost forgot about it if you hadn't mentioned it. What about you?"

"Let's go together in the afternoon at the photo studio on Cross Street and ask Fatty to come along."

"Okay, then after lunch, I'll go call him and meet him there at 1:."

"Okay." Li Ming waved his hand, turned around and walked into the alley with brisk steps.

When Qiu Huoming returned to the compound, the door of his house was open. He opened the screen door and saw Chen Suniang operating a sewing machine. It seemed that she was making clothes for her future nephew, and she was modifying her own old clothes.

Qiu Jianshe was sitting in the living room, reading a book intently.

"Mom, let's buy some new cloth. We still have cloth coupons at home. These old clothes are so cold." Qiu Huoming walked in and took a big gulp of the still steaming tea on the table.

Chen Suniang looked up, stopped what she was doing, and said angrily, "The baby's skin is tender, and the old clothes are soft."

"Someone from your father's company will be going to Jiangkou County next week, so he can bring her there. I also need to make a few more skirts with wide waists for your sister. I'm afraid her old clothes won't be wearable in a few months."

Chen Suniang stopped talking, turned the right pulley of the sewing machine with her hand, and stepped hard with her foot. The needle of the sewing machine began to jump up and down regularly. The clothes were pushed forward by her dexterous fingers, and a edge was soon sewn.

"Huo Ming, how is your review going?" Qiu Jianshe asked after putting down the book in his hand.

"Anyway, I've written it all down. It should be no problem for me to get a bachelor's degree." Qiu Huoming picked up a piece of unwanted cloth from under Chen Suniang's feet, walked to the car and started wiping it.

"Put some oil on the chain." Chen Suniang took the time to say.

"Okay." Qiu Huoming took out an object specially used for applying oil to sewing machines. It had a round belly and a flat bottom with a long hollow pointed tip on top. After applying the oil, he took the pedal and cranked it around, and the chain made a silky sound.

Qiu Jianshe said leisurely, "Don't be careless. You may forget what you think you have memorized in a few days. Now that the car is ready, go back to read."

Chen Suniang did not refute this statement, "Your father is right, go back to your room and read, I will call you for dinner."