Sweet 80s

The two chatted for a while.

Zhou Zheng learned that Yang Hongxia came to the factory to deliver some spare clothes to her husband Liu Yongqing.

As it is the peak season recently, Liu Yongqing hasn't been home for almost half a month.

After chatting about some scattered topics, the topic returned to Lin Xiangdong again.

Yang Hongxia asked: "Why did Xiangdong suddenly come back from Xinxing? Was it arranged by the company?"

Zhou Zheng lit a cigarette, blew out a few smoke rings calmly and said, "No, I heard from Xiao Xu that there was something urgent at home, so he left overnight."

Yang Hongxia is the same age as Lin Xiangdong, so she naturally knows that at this age, the people they carry on their shoulders are the most important people in their lives.

There are parents above, husband and wife in the middle, and children below.

When people reach middle age, they fear receiving bad news in the middle of the night the most.

Yang Hongxia asked anxiously: "Emergency? What happened?"

"Tsk...it seems like his wife fell down..."

Yang Hongxia's concerned look quickly subsided: "Oh, is it serious?"

"I don't know. I just got back and plan to meet him at work tomorrow to ask him."

Yang Hongxia said nothing more, exchanged a few more words of greeting and left.

Zhou Zheng stared at Yang Hongxia's back in a trance.

Xu Xinnian completed the handover of his work, walked over, raised his eyebrows, glanced at Yang Hongxia and asked.

"How come the factory director's wife is a neighbor of our deputy platoon leader? Shouldn't they live on the second floor of the leader's building?"

"Not the current one, but the neighbor from Xiangdong's hometown. Hey, when you were in the army, did you ever hear your platoon leader mention his relationship problems?"

"I heard that he didn't like the girl that the captain of the second company introduced to him, but he fell in love with Sister Xiaoping..."

"No, no, I meant something else."

"That's not the case."

Zhou Zheng looked at Yang Hongxia who was driving out of the sawmill, then turned to Xu Xinnian and said.

"In your opinion, do you think she is beautiful?"

"Okay."

Zhou Zheng glanced at Xu Xinnian with disdain.

"With this look and this figure, is it okay? You have high standards."

Zhou Zheng paused and continued, "Although it's not very kind to say this, if you compare He Na to her, she is not even a little bit inferior."

He Na's wishful thinking had little to do with him, so Xu Xinnian just smiled and was not angry.

Feeling tired, he shook his head and smiled: "Hey, everyone has their own preferences."

"Then, what if the factory director's wife becomes your deputy?"

The sudden question left Xu Xinnian speechless and unable to respond, and he had not yet figured out the purpose and meaning of the other party's words.

Xu Xinnian pretended not to understand and said "ah".

Zhou Zheng didn't say anything else. He smiled maliciously and patted Xu Xinnian's shoulder.

"Haha~ Just a joke to liven up the atmosphere, don't take it seriously. Once you get to know me better, you'll know what kind of person I am..."

Xu Xinnian began to think about the seemingly ordinary encounter that had just happened.

He is not as old and experienced as Zhou Zheng, who is a few years older than him, but this does not mean that he is stupid.

Some truths are often spoken in the guise of jokes.

In other words, the so-called "matching" word is enough to prove that Yang Hongxia and Lin Xiangdong are more than just neighbors.

Xu Xinnian said nonchalantly: "Actually, I don't really pay attention to other people's appearances. They all look the same after a while."

"No, no, no, you can't think like that."

Zhou Zheng wanted to put his arm on Xu Xinnian's shoulders, but the other party was taller and stronger than him.

The raised hand finally patted Xu Xinnian's back, and they started chatting seriously about finding a partner.

"Xiao Xu, although you are new here, considering your relationship with Xiangdong, I don't treat you as an outsider..."

"I can feel that you are very enthusiastic, Master Zhou."

"Yeah, that's right, I'm just such a warm-hearted person, so on some things, you have to listen to my opinion as a person who has experienced it."

"You said."

"Whether it's appropriate or not, you can listen to it."

Xu Xinnian smiled: "Haha~Okay."

Then, Zhou Zheng expressed his views on love and marriage, hoping to serve as a negative example to warn others against their casual attitudes.

"Your deputy has a personality that is the opposite of mine. He has never suffered any loss in marriage, so he doesn't have any experience to show for it. I am different..."

Family scandals should not be made public.

Zhou Zheng then simply briefly summarized his "miserable" marital status.

The main content is to express the pity and what kind of family one wants to have in one's self-awareness.

"After saying so much, it all comes down to just a few words. Whether you are a man or a woman, you will get old and ugly one day, but..."

Xu Xinnian is not an unintelligent child. Even his second child particularly likes everything beautiful, let alone himself.

Xu Xinnian opened his mouth and took over the conversation: "But you have to find a good-looking woman, otherwise your life will be in vain!"

This answer completely made Zhou Zheng look at him with new eyes and brought them closer.

Because he had tried to tell Lin Xiangdong the above words, but Lin Xiangdong could not give him the answer he wanted.

Instead, they always use morality and ethics to advise themselves.

Looking for a soulmate among the mountains and flowing water, the melodious sound of the piano is hard to find.

Zhou Zheng said to Xu Xinnian with a slightly excited look and a thumbs up approvingly.

"Not bad, not bad. Although you are younger than Xiangdong, you are much better than him in this aspect."

"Haha~ Isn't this human nature? Before getting to know each other, the first thing we need to understand is the appearance that can be seen by the eyes..."

"That's right, go on!"

"If you can't even pass this step, you'll have to spend time together day and night after you get married, and you'll have to eat less if you don't like him."

Zhou Zheng clapped his hands in agreement, his excitement flowing out like a spring: "It's not a matter of eating less, it's that I have no appetite at all."

"If you say so, it's really miserable. I woke up in the middle of the night and turned my head. Wow, what episode of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio is this?"

"Hahaha!" Zhou Zheng laughed so hard that he fell backwards, and said that he would protect him in the transportation company from now on, and anyone who dared to make things difficult for him would have a hard time with him.

After saying that, he pulled the other person out for a good drink and would not return until he was drunk.

The weather in June is unpredictable, and even the mood becomes restless.

Sometimes the sun is scorching, sometimes it rains heavily.

The sky became increasingly darker, with lightning and thunder occurring one after another.

In just a few minutes, the sunny afternoon suddenly changed.

The heavy rain was like an upside-down Milky Way, sweeping over the sky and the earth, and the huge raindrops hit the ground heavily.

The clock on the wall was ticking.

The originally bright room was shrouded by thick dark clouds, becoming gloomy and dark, with a feeling of oppression and dullness filling every corner of the room.

"Mom, I turned on the light."

"Open it, Dabao. You can use Erbao's crayons to color first, or leave it blank and buy new ones tomorrow."

"Okay, Mom, how is my dad going to get home in this heavy rain? Will Uncle Xiao Xu drive him home?"

Wang Shuping took Dabao into her arms, and the mother and son stared at the splashes of water on the ground in the yard.

"It's hard to say. Last time, Xiao Xu went to your school because he was out on business. Your father has raincoats and umbrellas at work. He will take care of it."

"Oh, Mom, what's for dinner?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Hmm~" Dabao thought for a while and said, "I want to eat steamed buns with sauce. The watermelon sauce made by grandma is so delicious. I can eat two steamed buns!"

Wang Shuping smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll make you some fried egg sauce with green onions and cucumbers."

"That's great. I'm getting hungry just listening to it."

"Then I'll go cook first." After saying that, Wang Shuping got up and went to the kitchen to get busy.

At Zhou Zheng's home.

The children were doing their homework in their rooms.

Zhou Zheng came home drunk the day before and went to work early this morning.

There was no time to say what she wanted to say, so when Wu Aimin came back in the afternoon, she packed some food from the restaurant, saving the time of cooking.

Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, the youngest son ran out from the inner room: "Dad is back."

Zhou Zheng was so happy that he was about to bend over to pick up his little son, but the little guy turned around and ran back to the living room and yelled at Wu Aimin.

"Dad is back, can we eat now? I'm so hungry~"

After Zhou Zheng entered the house, he complained: "See? Raising a son to provide for old age is totally unreliable!"

Wu Aimin snorted: "How old is he? He's old enough to eat shit."

"What's the matter? You can tell a person's future from his father at the age of three and his old age from his father at the age of seven. Your own father is not as practical as food~"

"Okay, stop talking. Come here, I want to tell you something." After saying that, Wu Aimin was about to pull Zhou Zheng back to the room.

Zhou Zheng stood still: "What's the matter? Let's talk while we eat."

"No, I've been holding it in for days. I finally waited for you to come back. You fell asleep as soon as you fell asleep last night. Just tell me now!"

After the two entered the house, Wu Aimin told Zhou Zheng exactly what she had seen in the hospital.

Zhou Zheng's eyes widened in alertness: "What do you want to do now!"