The 1980s were crazy, the island beauty was too cruel

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Chapter 211 Why haven't you left yet? If you don't leave, I will let the dogs bite you.

Don't love Grandpa Lu too much. He bought a lot of little dresses for little girls.

Hua Yao felt that her son was still young and didn't remember things, so it didn't matter if he wore a small skirt.

Gu Tingchen and his son have no objection at all, and the child's grandmother has no objection at all. Wash it!

Soon the beautiful little skirt was put on the little star, regardless of gender, it was really cute~

The family had just sat down to have dinner, Hua Yao was leaning on the bedside, slowly drinking chicken soup.

Zhang Xingyu came to announce the good news that Qianqian and her daughter were safe. The baby was born early in the morning and the baby was born at ten in the morning!

"Great, Mom, give Zhang Xingyu half of the chicken soup in the pot to take back. Qianqian has just given birth, so Aunt Zhang is probably in a hurry..."

Hua Yao woke up the dreamer with one word, and the man in the family kept it. Zhang Xingyu, the woman was busy taking things.

Since it's a girl, get two more beautiful little skirts!

For Zhang Xingyu, having a boy or a girl is the same.

His mother is also happy. Her sister-in-law gave birth to a grandson for her, and now her daughter-in-law has given birth to a granddaughter for her. It just so happens that she has grandchildren.

Who is taking care of Qianqian in the hospital now?

Minister Xie and his wife also went to the hospital. Qianqian's condition requires a temporary stay in the hospital for observation for a few days.

After a brief chat, Father Gu, Mother Gu, and Mother Ye packed the things and handed them to Zhang Xingyu.

"When your wife comes home from the hospital, we will go see her."

"Take good care of your wife and children~"

"I won't send you away~"

"The chicken soup is still hot, send it to the hospital quickly."

... ...

In this way, Zhang Xingyu returned home with a full load.

Is this too much, and a can of milk powder?

He is here to announce the good news. Will he be scolded if he goes back like this?

But this little skirt is so beautiful. He has never seen it before. It's so pretty.

Gu Tingchen suddenly opened the door and threatened sinisterly:

"Why haven't you left yet? If you don't leave, I will let the dog bite you."

"Let's go, let's go now!"

Zhang Xingyu was afraid of dogs and slipped away.

When he reached the fork in the road, he met I met a pair of fellow villagers, and the old man asked him where Comrade Xiaohua's home was.

If you can cross the pier, the bottom line is fine.

But he still asked vigilantly:

"Who are you?"

"We are villagers in Yuanshan Village. My grandson Xiaohai works as an apprentice in a barber shop on the island. I don't know that Comrade Xiaohua has given birth. We are here to send two home-raised dogs." I'm an old hen, and I'll replenish her health.

Don't worry, comrade, we are not bad people. After the visit, we will go see the grandson and then leave."

Uncle Guo's exposed palms were mostly cracked, with dark fingernails and knuckles. It's all calluses.

Mrs. Lin on the side has gray hair, a stooped waist, and a cane. She doesn't look like a bad person at all.

The two of them are ordinary old people and simple villagers.

"I'm sorry, you two. The Comrade Xiaohua you are talking about is my sister-in-law. Go along this road and go inside. There is a house with a courtyard at the very end."

Zhang Xingyu didn't want to embarrass the old man. After observing, he found nothing. If there is any doubt, it will point the way.

"Hey, we understand that the comrades of the People's Liberation Army are also for the good of the people, and we the people should cooperate."

"Thank you, thank you~"

Uncle Guo asked Mrs. Lin for directions, thanked her and continued on his way.

They specially ate at home before taking the time to come. In this way, after visiting Comrade Xiao Hua, they went to visit their grandson, and they did not have to eat at Comrade Xiao Hua's house or Xiao Liu's house.

Although this year is no longer a famine year, how come they who came from that era don't know how precious food is.

Zhang Xingyu stood there and watched for a while, then hurriedly left.

I almost forgot, chicken soup, drink the chicken soup while it's hot!

The weather has been hot recently, and Ye Wanjun cooks a lot, so her appetite is not very good.

My daughter and son-in-law said that there are mung beans and red beans in the cupboard, which can be used to make mung bean soup or red bean porridge.

What she made today was mung bean soup. Drinking it when you have no appetite makes you feel full.

Lu Xuewei saw this and shamelessly asked for a bowl. However, after lunch, he couldn't drink half of the drink, so he handed the bowl to her husband...

not showing affection, just not wanting to waste food.

"Knock knock knock~"

"Is there anyone there? We are here to visit Comrade Xiaohua."

"Woof woof woof~"

Dahuang smelled the smell of the stranger, but unexpectedly did not bark fiercely, but reminded the male host that someone was there Coming.

Gu Tingchen was washing his son's diapers. When he heard the noise, he got up and went to open the door.

"It's Uncle Guo and Auntie, come in and sit down. Have you had lunch? I'll give you a hot bowl of noodles."

"No, no, no, we just took a boat to the island after we had eaten. We thought Comrade Xiaohua was about to give birth. I came here specially to visit. There is nothing good at home. Please accept these two chickens and make some soup for Comrade Xiaohua."

"Uncle and aunt, you are too polite. How can I be embarrassed?"

Gu Tingchen hesitated and excused himself. Yes, the two old men were helpless, raising chickens, driving carts, and earning a little money.

This time, he gave his wife two chickens. She was flattered and deeply moved at the same time.

"Hey, son, why did you let the uncle and aunt stand here and not welcome him into the house?"

"That's right, son-in-law, the uncle and aunt are here to visit Yaoyao, so why don't you please come in."

Lu Xuewei and Ye Wanjun are women after all, and they have emotional intelligence. He is slightly superior to those who behave in the world.

After listening to what the son/son-in-law said at the door, they knew that the visitor was sincerely visiting their daughter-in-law/daughter.

At this time, don't talk about whether to give money or not. It hurts people's hearts.

It's better to compensate him another day than to refuse on the spot and give him money.

This person's heart changes people's hearts, only then will the love last forever.

Gu Jingcheng didn't say anything. After drinking half a bowl of sweet mung bean soup, he felt bad all over.

Turn your head and look, huh?

The old man who came, wasn't it...

Now, he finally realized it. The old man saw the resemblance between him and his son that day and guessed that he was his daughter-in-law's father-in-law, so he helped!

It doesn't matter now, meeting each other is fate. The two old men went into the back room to visit his daughter-in-law and grandson...

"Uncle Guo, aunt, long time no see. How are you recently?"

" As usual, everything is fine. We came here at some time to visit you and see my grandson Xiaohai,

so there is no need to entertain us. We will leave later. "

"Uncle and aunt, you drink mung bean soup. I made it myself to relieve the heat."

"Hey, thank you very much. You are Comrade Xiaohua's mother, right? You and your daughter look alike, they are both beautiful."

"Yes,

"Hey, the little one is awake." "

Uncle, the baby's nickname is Xingxing, and his eldest name is Gu Xingye." "

Why is the baby wearing a girl's dress?"

Girl, I bought a lot of little skirts. I bought them all, so I don't want to waste them and just make do with them. The kids won't remember them anyway~"

Uncle Guo and his wife looked at each other and smiled, which meant Comrade Xiaohua had the confidence to do this.

The children were still young, and they felt at ease after watching it. They simply sat and chatted for a while, drank the mung bean soup in the cup, and said goodbye...