Chapter 82

"What are you here for?" Zhou Anbei put down his chopsticks with a slap and stood up.

"If Grandpa and Grandma weren't here, do you think I'd care to come?" Zhou Anbin gave a cold snort, then said to the old lady with a cheeky face, "Grandma, the day before yesterday I saw you had quite a bit of meat at your place. Just now I went and couldn't find it, where did you put it?"

The old lady asked: "Didn't your family buy meat?"

Zhou Anbin said: "We only bought two jin of meat, and there are so many people. How is two jin enough? Besides, your eldest grandson's wife is here, so my mom told me to come to your place and get some meat. Anyway, there's so much, you can't eat it all."

"Knowing you're welcoming a wife for the New Year, why did you only buy so little meat?" The old lady complained while taking off the key from her waist string, "It's kept in the snow pile outside for fear of being gnawed by rats. It's all in the meat vat in the west room."

Zhou Anbin reached out to take the key with a grin, but grabbed nothing. Looking up, he saw the key was already in Zhou Andong's hand. His expression changed as he said: "Zhou Andong, what do you mean by this?"

"Don't make trouble!" The old lady was about to take the key back.

Zhou Andong raised a hand: "Grandma, did you buy meat this year?"

The old lady said unhappily: "You brought me so much, why would I buy any more meat?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "Not bad, at least you remember that I was the one who sent it to you."

The old lady said helplessly: "Hurry up and give the key to Anbin."

"Exactly!" Zhou Anbin shouted with his neck stretched out: "Stop meddling in other people's business, hurry up and give me the key."

Zhou Andong ignored him, but said to the old lady: "You are my grandmother, you gave birth to my father, you raised my father. Now that he is in this situation, he cannot repay your kindness of raising him, so it is up to me, this grandson, to show you filial piety. But you took my filial piety and gave it to Zhou Anbin, letting their whole family suck my blood. Do you think this is fair?"

The old lady said: "One stroke cannot write two 'Zhou' characters. He is your brother, his father is your eldest uncle, his mother is your eldest aunt. Eating a few jin of your meat, how did it become sucking your blood? Besides, didn't you give that meat to me? Just let him take some."

Zhou Andong smiled: "Grandma, your bias is a bit serious. Is it just a matter of a little meat? My father is lying here, does that eldest uncle of mine have this second brother of his? Does he, Zhou Anbin, have this second uncle of his?"

During those two most difficult years, the family couldn't even put food on the table. Did they send a grain of rice to my family, or bring a bowl of hot soup to his second brother?

Let's not talk about the distant past, let's talk about the recent past. A while ago, the fourth one went to the east courtyard to watch TV, and was dragged out by him, Zhou Anbin, and thrown into the snow pile. Do you know how ugly the things he, this brother, and that eldest aunt of mine said?"

The old lady glared fiercely at Zhou Anbin: "Is it all true?"

Zhou Anbin stiffened his neck: "That's all in the past. Let's talk about now. Your grandson's wife has come for the New Year, and there's no meat to eat. You decide what to do."

The old lady's heart softened: "Dongzi, stop making trouble, hurry up and give him the key."

Zhou Andong looked helpless: "Grandma, I'm not making trouble, the meat didn't just blow in with the wind."

"Didn't that meat just blow in with the wind?" Zhou Anbin shouted with wide eyes, "It was all sent to your family by that woman, it wasn't bought with money either."

"Ha!" Zhou Andong was so angry he laughed, "Even if it did blow in with the wind, it blew into my house. Why should I let you eat it?"

"Xiaobei!" Zhou Andong said, throwing the key over, "Take all the meat back. From today on, Grandpa and Grandma will eat at our house, until..."

"Okay!" Zhou Anbei jumped off the ground to put on his shoes. Zhou Anbin got anxious and grabbed Zhou Anbei. This kid didn't indulge him, and with a wave of his hand, he threw a punch, hitting him heavily in the face.

Zhou Anbin let out a cry of "Mom," and the eye socket that hadn't healed in two days turned blue again: "Zhou Anbei, you dare hit me?"

Zhou Andong gave a cold snort: "So what if I hit you?"

Zhou Anbin wilted instantly, crying and shouting: "Grandma, your grandson's wife has come home for the New Year for the first time. If things go sour with her because we didn't treat her well, your grandson will be a bachelor for the rest of his life, and you won't even be able to hold a great-grandson."

The old lady got anxious too: "Xiaobei, don't learn from your brother, give the key to your brother Bin."

"Enough!" The old man put his wine glass heavily on the table and said to the old lady: "It's a perfectly good New Year, do you have to make everyone feel unhappy?"

The old lady opened her mouth, and the old man gave a cold snort: "That meat was Dongzi's filial piety to us. How does it count that you gave it to the eldest family?"

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Zhou Anbin, "Because you can't eat meat, the wife went sour, right? Then you can just be a bachelor for the rest of your life. As for holding a great-grandson, I have several grandsons, I'm not short of you. Go back and tell your father, if you can afford to eat meat, eat it; if you can't, don't eat it. You shameful thing."

At the same time, in the capital, the Moscow Restaurant, located at No. 135 Xizhimen Outer Street, as the first Western restaurant in the capital built in a year, the people of the capital like to call it "Old Mo."

Old Mo's reputation is absolutely resounding. In the past, this was a gathering place for the old Red Guards, and having a meal here was a very prestigious thing. This is also a place of blood and storms, and most of the conflicts between the old Red Guards and the local toughs started here.

Inside the restaurant, Seeing Jian Qiu lowered her head to cut the steak in front of her. Opposite her sat a man in his thirties, wearing light-colored casual clothes, with short hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and a Rolex watch worth more than 200,000 on his wrist.

Even when this man was eating, every move he made exuded an elegant gentlemanly demeanor.

"Qiuqiu, why do I feel like you've been absent-minded the whole time? Aren't you happy that I'm back?"

Seeing Jian Qiu put the cut steak into her mouth, then put down her knife and fork, and picked up a napkin to wipe her hands.

"How many years have you been abroad?"

The man thought for a while: "Ten years, almost ten years."

"Yeah!" Seeing Jian Qiu took a sip of lemonade, "It's been almost ten years. Since you're back this time, have you noticed the changes in our country?"

The man nodded: "Compared to before I left, the changes are indeed huge. I landed in Shanghai and specifically went to Guangzhou, Zhuhai, and Shenzhen for a stroll. The changes are too big, everywhere there are buildings under construction, everywhere there are factories recruiting workers, and people's faces have the happy smiles we didn't have before."

Seeing Jian Qiu looked at the man, her voice sounding a bit low: "A city, a country, have changed so much. Do you think there is anything that cannot change?"

The man was stunned, and then his expression changed: "Qiuqiu, you..."

Seeing Jian Qiu waved her hand: "Huaiyu, you are not the you from back then, and I am not the little girl who didn't understand anything back then. Ten years, this country is changing, this city is changing, and we are changing too. You have matured, and I have grown up, so it is impossible to go back to the past."