Chapter 1658: I Have Culture

"Zhou Andong!" Jian Minglang gritted his teeth and roared.

"Don't shout, don't shout!" Zhou Andong raised his finger and shushed: "Just take what I say as it is; I have culture, I'm not lying to you, rest assured."

"..."

Jian Minglang was so angry that his brain jumped. This bastard first scolded him for being stupid, and now said he had no culture, which was simply not acting like a human being.

Just when he wanted to say something, he saw Zhou Andong raise his hand and knock on the door of the old man's study.

"Grandpa, your own granddaughter's husband is here."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

A burst of coughing came from inside: "Come in."

Watching Zhou Andong push the door into the old man's study, Jian Minglang was jealous.

The Ministry of Finance promised to give him money, but before it was allocated, anything could happen.

So he didn't leave, but stayed in Beijing to watch.

He received a notice this morning saying the money had been allocated, thinking of returning to Jiangzhou tomorrow, so he came over to say hello to the old man today.

After coming, the old lady told him Grandpa was in the study, so he went to knock on the door.

The old man told him to wait outside and would call him after he was busy.

This wait was more than two hours, and he didn't wait for the old man's summons, but waited for his enemy, Zhou Andong.

This bastard mocked and ridiculed him as soon as he came, especially the old man, who didn't hesitate to let him in. Who can I reason with?

Seeing Jian Minglang still smoking, Jian Qiu shouted with dissatisfaction: "Put out the cigarette, don't you know there is a pregnant woman?"

Jian Minglang was wandering outside with resentment, and Jian Qiu's sudden shout scared him so much that his body shook violently, and the cigarette he was holding fell to the ground.

"Jian Qiu!" Jian Minglang roared: "Are you sick?"

This guy was so angry that the blue veins on his forehead were popping, and his tachycardia hadn't eased yet.

If it weren't for his youth, Jian Qiu's shout would definitely have sent him away.

Jian Qiu rolled her eyes at him: "Who told you to have no public morality."

"What's wrong?" The old lady came out of the room: "This shout after shout, my old lady's heart can't take it."

"What's wrong?" By this time, Jian Minglang felt his heart return to normal: "Ask your good granddaughter."

The old lady walked over and slapped Jian Minglang on the shoulder: "Your sister is pregnant, no matter what the reason, you as a brother cannot shout at her."

The old lady's words were like another knife, stabbing into Jian Minglang's already riddled heart.

Even the old lady who loved him the most didn't help him. The bright sky above Jian Minglang's head suddenly darkened.

Jian Minglang stood up and walked away. He really couldn't stay any longer, thinking that the longer he stayed, the deeper the damage to his soul.

The old lady asked: "Where are you going?"

"Go home!" Jian Minglang replied: "I'm returning to Jiangzhou tomorrow, tell Grandpa for me."

"It's this late, eat before you go."

No matter what the old lady said, she still loved this grandson in her heart.

"I'm not hungry!" Jian Minglang's words were very firm, and his leaving steps were also very firm.

Jian Qiu didn't even look at Jian Minglang with half an eyeball now, and she had a lot of opinions about the old lady in her heart.

But after all, it was her grandmother, so even if she had opinions, she could only keep them in her heart.

"What time is it, you haven't eaten yet?"

"Your grandpa has been very busy these days, eating in the study at noon. At night, we eat whenever he comes out."

The old lady sat beside Jian Qiu and took Jian Qiu's hand.

"Sour boy, spicy girl, do you want to eat sour or spicy now?"

In the past, the old lady was quite good to this granddaughter Jian Qiu, but because she was with Zhou Andong, the family was not harmonious.

The old lady had opinions about Jian Qiu, and naturally had no good feelings for Zhou Andong.

But this Chinese New Year, except for the eldest brother and eldest sister's family, everyone stood on Zhou Andong's side.

Especially her son and son-in-law serving in local positions, all begged Zhou Andong.

Plus last year buying white sugar in Hong Kong, and making so much money for the country, let the old lady realize.

This granddaughter-in-law's husband she had always looked down upon was different from those ordinary business people.

Whether it was status or importance to the Jian family, it was no longer allowed for her to make irresponsible remarks about Zhou Andong.

It had to be said that this old lady could really pick it up and put it down, and immediately adjusted her mentality.

During this period of time, Jian Qiu came twice, and the old lady boiled chicken soup and stewed pig's trotters.

"Sour and spicy, I want to eat both." Jian Qiu looked at the old lady: "What's the matter?"

"Twins!" The old lady smiled: "I still have an old hen, I'll go stew it for you."

"I'm full." Jian Qiu shook her head: "Don't stew it, I can't eat it."

"What needs nutrition now is not you, but the child." The old lady stood up and walked towards the kitchen: "If you don't eat, drinking a few sips of soup is fine."

Watching the old lady enter the kitchen, Jian Qiu's heart was very complicated.

But no matter what, this was her grandmother, some things passed, so let them pass.

Inside the study, Zhou Andong sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, a cigarette in his mouth, and introduced the situation in Ali to the old man in detail.

The old man was silent for a long time, smoked two cigarettes, then stood up and stood by the window.

"Dongzi, Grandpa has to thank you. If you hadn't delivered the supplies to the herdsmen in the disaster area in time, I really couldn't imagine how they would have survived for so long."

Zhou Andong was speechless: "A long time ago, the country issued disaster relief emergency measures, why is the efficiency so low when it comes to real action? I'm already back, and the official disaster relief supplies are just leaving."

"I will hold a meeting tomorrow, this matter is very serious, it must be faced squarely, otherwise if there is a natural disaster in the future, it may not be so lucky."

The old man sighed: "Our country has experienced too many disasters, and the man-made disasters experienced after the founding of the country have been one after another. The common people are too bitter."

Zhou Andong sat up straight and pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray: "Everything is in the past, I believe the days will get better and better in the future."

The old man nodded: "We have taken too many detours, reform and opening up is to straighten out the country that has taken detours, and I also believe that the future days will get better and better."

"I'm leaving if there's nothing else." Zhou Andong stood up: "Returning to Jiangzhou tomorrow, and then going to Shanghai, Dongguan, and Guangzhou. In the next few months, I won't have time to rest."

"Wait!" The old man turned around: "Explain to me, what is going on with that self-heating lunch box. Is it really as you said, it can automatically heat food without fire or electricity?"

Zhou Andong just mentioned it, and his mind was on the Ali disaster area, so he didn't ask.

Now that the situation was understood, he had to ask clearly about this self-heating lunch box, because this was also very, very important. ===== CHAPTER 1659 =====