Chapter 221, Don’t, Please Be Gentle (Please Subscribe!)

The phone call with Tao Ge took a long time, and the two chatted for about 20 minutes.

After ending the call, Zhang Xuan took a sip of tea and exchanged words with Yang Manjing for a while.

The call came.

This time it's Zou Qingzhu's.

Thinking about this girl's excellent cooking skills and the good taste she would have in the next four years of college, Zhang Xuan patiently chatted with the person for a while.

Finally, he said: "The first meal after returning to school will be left to you."

"No problem." Zou Qingzhu agreed happily.

After talking to Zou Qingzhu on the phone, Zhang Xuan, who only slept for more than two hours last night, felt very sleepy and wanted to rest.

Ignoring the so-called cousin, he closed his eyes and began to rest.

Count stars…, count sheep…

Just when I was about to fall asleep, the damn phone rang again.

Hey! Hey! I'm so damn popular.

Too irritable.

His eyelids were twitching, he opened it helplessly, and picked up the receiver numbly, without asking who the other party was, and said directly:

"Happy New Year and all the best."

The person on the other side was stunned for a moment, and looked at the phone specifically to see that the call was indeed on, to confirm that the call was correct.

Two seconds later, he replied: "Zhang Xuan, happy New Year."

Um?

Is it Wenhui?

This was the man in my dream whom I had prostituted three times for free. Why did she call me?

Doesn't make sense?

Doesn't it make sense?

Even if others call her, it's impossible for her to call herself?

Zhang Xuan is not stupid, just like he usually avoids Wen Hui, and does not discuss anything about her before or after him.

The same goes for Wen Hui. Because of Du Shuangling's relationship, she subconsciously avoided him and never mentioned him.

On this point, the two people who knew each other had a tacit understanding: they both knew carefully that Du Shuangling could not misunderstand.

Both Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui clearly understood that Du Shuangling was guarding against the two of them in his heart.

It’s just that everyone is smart and didn’t expose it.

Could it be that she learned her home number from Shuangling, and then learned that Zou Qingzhu had called her just now, and Wenhui started to get into trouble?

They are also good friends, and Zou Qingzhu beat him up.

Then she was beaten or not? Even if you don’t fight?

After hesitating, she finally hit?

With these thoughts in mind, Zhang Xuan glanced at the caller ID and asked casually: "Wenhui, your area code is not Yangzhou. Are you not celebrating the New Year at home?"

Wenhui replied: "Well, I'm celebrating the New Year at my grandma's house in Shanghai."

Zhang Xuan asked smoothly: "Which district in Shanghai?"

Wen Hui was a little surprised that he would pursue the question, but she still said: "This side of Nanjing Road in Huangpu District."

Zhang Xuan greeted politely: "Are uncle and aunt very good?"

Wen Hui replied: "Thank you for your concern, everything is fine."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Is the Spring Festival in Shanghai a strong festival?"

Wen Hui said: "Fortunately, it's almost the same as usual."

That means the flavor of the year is no longer strong.

Zhang Xuan felt that he was almost done, and after chatting for a minute, he said: "Wish you and your family a happy New Year for me. I wish you all good health and all the best."

Wen Hui said: "Thank you."

Zhang Xuan finally asked: "Are you busy over there? Are there many guests? Your cooking skills are so good. It's almost noon. Do you want to help cook?"

"Hmm...huh?" Wen Hui had a series of questions in her mind, but she immediately understood what he meant in the next second: "I'm a little busy here, so I'll hang up now. I wish Auntie good health and everything goes well."

Zhang Xuan yawned and said vaguely: "Hang up, goodbye."

With that said, Zhang Xuan hung up the phone first.

I heard "beep beep beep..." from the receiver.

A busy tone is heard.

Wen Hui, "..."

…

Yang Manjing looked at Zhang Xuan with a strange look on her face, and asked curiously: "It was a girl again just now, and it was the first time I saw you urging someone to hang up the phone. Is this girl ugly? Did it scare you?"

Zhang Xuan put his legs on the coffee table and felt almost paralyzed as soon as he lay down.

He glanced sideways at someone and said lazily: "To be honest, you and Xiao Shiyi combined are not as good-looking as anyone else."

Yang Manjing was so angry that she really wanted to hit him with a sofa pillow, but she didn't dare, "Better-looking than Little Eleven? How is that possible? Isn't Little Eleven the most beautiful in this session of your school?"

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes, "She named herself?"

Yang Manjing shook her head: "That's not true. A boy wrote a love letter to her during the winter vacation and praised her so much."

Zhang Xuan smiled, closed his eyes and said, "Xiao Shiyi is indebted. If you praise her like this, you will definitely not be able to catch her."

Yang Manjing probed her head and asked, "How can we catch him?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "Those who are thicker-skinned than her and meaner than her."

Yang Manjing shook her head and said with a look of realization: "I understand, no wonder she likes you. It turns out that she likes your thick skin and your bitchy mouth..."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan's eyes suddenly opened again and he looked straight at her.

Yang Manjing caught the cannibalistic look and quickly put her head in her hands, "Don't...be gentle..."

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! …

Hey, I am so bored during the Spring Festival. If I don’t hit my cousin, it will be in vain. If I hit her, I still want to hit her.

Keep fighting…

More than twenty sofa pillows were slapped on the sofa in a row, and Zhang Xuan felt comfortable.

Then I unplugged the phone line and went back to my room to sleep.

"boom!"

The door is closed!

Seeing this, Yang Manjing, who was immersed in the sofa and pretending to be dead, immediately plugged in the phone line.

I called Xiao Shiyi and asked, "Who is Wen Hui? Is she beautiful?"

…

It was a comfortable sleep, and it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon when I woke up.

Hmm~

Turning around in the quilt, Zhang Xuan glanced numbly at Zhou Huimin at the bedside.

He stretched out his index finger to take out the cotton plugs from his ears. Fortunately, he had the foresight, otherwise he would have been awakened by the sound of New Year's firecrackers.

My biological mother is good. She loves me so much that she never wakes me up after sleeping for so long.

As soon as he took out the cotton plug, Zhang Xuan heard the sound of someone playing cards in the living room on the second floor.

After getting dressed and getting up, I opened the door and saw that four cousins ​​from "Yunhua Fugui" were here, along with four sisters-in-law.

After greeting each other warmly along the way, Zhang Xuan looked at the new "fourth sister-in-law" a few more times.

He knew that the fourth sister-in-law was from Hangzhou, her parents were from state units, she was an only child, and her family conditions were very good. But he was divorced and met his fourth cousin by chance in Shanghai.

Although they were both married for the second time, the two supported each other through the next few decades and were considered in love.

Zhang Xuan asked Yang Gui knowingly, "Fourth brother, when are you getting married? I'll set up a banquet and hang up big firecrackers for you and seal you a big red envelope."

Yang Gui said with a smile, "We will register when the Civil Affairs Bureau comes to work. We will not hold a banquet. We will treat the whole family to a meal then."

Zhang Xuan nodded, talked nonsense, and went downstairs.

Seeing Zhang Xuan disappear from the corner of the stairs, the fourth sister-in-law quietly asked Yang Gui, "Is he the great writer you talk about every day?"

Before Yang Gui could reply, Mrs. Hua had already given a thumbs up, "No, this one, this one."

My uncle and aunt came and helped with the cooking in the kitchen.

Zhang Ping's family of three also came.

Needless to say, Zhang Xuan gave this nephew a red envelope of 1,000 yuan when they met. It was my first time to seal this little brat, but I was reluctant to do so.

When Zhang Ping touched such a thick red envelope, everyone was stunned and refused to accept it.

Knowing what kind of temper this eldest sister was, Zhang Xuan didn't even bother to argue with her. He just glared and said, "This is the first day of the Lunar New Year, please don't bother me."

Zhang Ping was anxious and called Ouyang Yong.

Calling Ouyang Yonglai was useless. He was even more frightened by Zhang Xuan. He pushed and pulled him with the money, looking confused.

Later, Ruan Xiuqin came forward and said, "This is your brother's wish. Just accept it."

My aunts and uncles were there to help.

Seeing everyone talking like this, Zhang Ping's face turned red and she finally accepted the money.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Xuan was also speechless. Compared with Yang Manjing, a person who is blind to money, the eldest sister is silly and cute.

Hey, you are so honest and honest.

Melancholy.

…

In the kitchen were my uncle and his wife, my aunt and uncle, and Ruan Xiuqin's gang.

Even the one who lit the fire was Zhang Ping.

Zhang Xuan couldn't get in, so he was idle, so he said to Ouyang Yong: "Is it good to go hunting on this snowy day?"

Ouyang Yong looked outside and said, "It's not easy to fight. I don't dare to go into the mountains. You can't see the depth of the mountain roads. If you miss the mark, it's easy to get into an accident."

Zhang Xuan looked regretful after hearing this. He hadn't followed him into the mountains for hunting yet, so he was a little ready to make a move.

After lunch, Zhang Xuan took his luggage and followed a group of people to the small town and went to his aunt's house to pay New Year's greetings.

Heavy snow and low visibility.

Thinking that he would not be able to ride a motorcycle tomorrow, and thinking that he would go to Du's house to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow morning, he simply took all the gifts for New Year's greetings tomorrow.

Anyway, there are so many people, and I am a great writer. Oh, everyone is so enthusiastic to help, so I don’t even have to do it myself.

On the first day of junior high school, I walked around my aunt's house and my cousins' houses, and that was it.

On the second day of the new year, the sky cleared up.

But the snow and ice on the ground were thick, and it was still cold, so it was still difficult to walk.

After breakfast at Yanghua's house, Zhang Xuan separated from the rest of the army and went to Du's house with assorted gifts.

Worried that it would be difficult for him to carry him alone after walking such a long distance, Yang Hua and Yang Yun even escorted him for the entire journey and did not stop until they could see the small villa.

Zhang Xuan turned around and said, "Brother Yun, Brother Hua, thank you. Please walk slower on the road."

"Eh..." The two of them smiled and went home.

Crackling, firecrackers set off.

Chug tug tug…

More than 20 heads, big and small, came out of the villa, all looking at him.

Zhang Xuan was startled by this formation. He glanced over and found that they were all familiar faces he had seen at last year's birthday banquet.

How sweet it tastes, worth the money...

Zhang Xuan's face froze when he smiled, and his mouth was distorted when he yelled. There were more than 20 people along the way, shouting a few words and saying a few words, and said hundreds of words in one breath without stopping.

It will be even busier next time.

It’s snowing, so it’s great to take pictures.

Great writers, everyone likes to be in the same frame and take a photo together so that they can take it back and show off.

You can imagine the scene of showing off: look, look, this is Zhang Xuan in the photo, a great writer, it looks good, his temperament looks like someone who drinks ink...

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Du Shuangling poured him a cup of hot tea with a smile on her face, and whispered in her ear: "Thank you for your hard work, husband."

Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up, "What did you just say?"

Du Shuangling followed his example and blinked: "My dear, thank you for your hard work."

Tsk, looking at the increasingly outstanding comrades, he swallowed and said: "Go to the second floor, go to the bedroom."

Hearing this, Du Shuangling took a step closer with a smile, "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"

Zhang Xuantian said shamelessly: "Review the past and learn the new. I am familiar with the technology. I have been doing it for several days. Don't be rusty."

"Smelly virtue~" Du Shuangling glanced at him, then walked away with a subtle wink.

Ouch, this woman is getting better and better at seducing him.

The old mayor has two granddaughters, and he naturally loves his two granddaughters-in-law very much.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he praised Wu Guorui as a doctor, the attending physician of Xiangya Hospital.

When he opened his mouth again, he tactfully showed off that Zhang Xuan was a great writer and the physical book would be published soon.

The old mayor praised him like this. In order to please the old man, whether his son, daughter or son-in-law, he immediately flattered him, which made Zhang Xuan's face tremble.

Dudong invited everyone to play cards, and the adults gave each person 200 cards to pass the time.

Children are given 10 yuan each to buy snacks from the nearby canteen.

Pulling his two brothers-in-law to their seats and his brother-in-law to their seats, Dudong asked Wu Guorui and Zhang Xuan:

"There is still one person missing from this table. Which of you will take the seat?"

Wu Guorui is humble.

Zhang Xuan looked at his two uncles and found that they were both looking at him nervously. He also waved his hands and said that he was confused from writing last night and wanted to go outside to breathe fresh air.

Hearing this, the two uncles immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Last time, they both lost more than 300 and 500 at the beginning.

If Du Dudong hadn't taken over and vomited most of it later, the two uncles might not have slept well when they got home.

I have a vivid memory of that night. They all felt that Zhang Xuan had a high IQ, could count cards, and was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

The two held hands and walked in the snow for a while. Thinking of the heroic scene of Ai Qing handing out 200 cards, Zhang Xuan curiously asked:

"Your father made a lot of money collecting honeysuckle and various medicinal materials last year?"

Du Shuangling let go of her hand, held his arm and said, "I don't know exactly. From listening to their conversation, I think they earned fifty or sixty thousand."

Amazing! The honeysuckle and medicinal herb business alone made fifty or sixty thousand.

What about pesticides, fertilizers and seeds?

This should be quite a lot, right?

Apart from anything else, Zhang Xuan knew that his future father-in-law had a very good reputation in the town.

At the same price, everyone likes to go to his store to buy pesticides and fertilizers because the quality is guaranteed and they can be purchased on credit.

Take the Yang Sheng I know as an example. He has no money to buy pesticides and fertilizers every year, but he can get them on credit every year.

And the strange thing is that as soon as Yang Sheng has money, he will pay it back.

Someone once jokingly asked Yang Sheng, "It's on credit, why are you in such a hurry to pay it back?"

Yang Shengsheng always answered like this: "I'm sorry for always taking credit. When I had no money, Du Dudong didn't pay attention to me. Now that I have money, I will naturally have to pay it back. I might have to ask him for credit next year."

Many farmers took credit year after year and paid it back year after year, gradually developing absolute trust and respect for Du Dudong.

There was another thing about seeds that impressed Zhang Xuande.

Other stores sell rice seeds just like rice seeds, but Dudong is different.

He would cook a pot of rice produced from each type of rice seed and let those who bought the seeds grab a piece and try it.

If you want to buy high-yield seeds, buy high-yield seeds; if you want to buy delicious seeds, buy delicious seeds. He never makes random sales and respects everyone's voluntariness.

As for selling pesticides, everyone praised Dudong for his kindness.

Everyone else is scheming, hoping that farmers will buy more pesticides.

Dudong didn't do that. First, why are you buying pesticides? Only then will advice be given.

Some people use several pesticides to kill vegetable insects. Instead, he would advise that there is no need to buy so much. You are wasting money and it is not good for your health. You will suffer from bad health.

With these details, Duduk Dong's business in the town is not said to be the largest, but it accounts for at least one-third.

After lunch, Zhang Xuan tried to propose going home.

But Ai Qing calmed him down with one sentence, "Let's rest here for the night, and let Shuangling go back with you tomorrow."

"Hey." Zhang Xuan agreed with a smile and surrendered immediately.

Du Shuangling gave him a blushing look and guessed what he was thinking, which was what he had planned.

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