Chapter 84

Zhou Andong yawned: "I'm going to sleep."

Yuan Liying broke the corn stalks and sent them into the stove: "The dumplings will be ready soon, eat before you sleep."

Zhou Andong waved his hand: "Not eating, I'll eat when I wake up."

This sleep lasted until after three in the afternoon. If the fourth one hadn't run over to ask him to eat, he wouldn't have known when he would have woken up.

Zhou Andong got up and washed his face with cold water. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the little girl beckoning to him with her small hand: "Big brother, hurry up, one with meat balls, it's delicious."

The little girl wasn't afraid of the heat, grabbed a dumpling and took a bite, then hissed in pain, spitting the dumpling she had bitten into the bowl, "So hot!"

Everyone was amused and laughed loudly. For many years, whether it was parents or younger siblings, they hadn't laughed so happily. Such a change made Zhou Andong very gratified. Although he hadn't made much money yet, the New Year was spent quite well, and this was a good start.

Although it was the leftover dumplings from the morning heated up, Zhou Andong still ate them with great relish.

"Slow down!" Yuan Liying said unhappily: "Why are you like the fourth one?"

Zhou Andong gave a chuckle: "Mom, the dumplings are delicious."

Zhou Xiaoxin made a sound and sipped his wine: "Moutai is still better."

Zhou Andong said: "If it's good, drink more."

"Your mom won't let me drink." Zhou Xiaoxin looked at Yuan Liying with dissatisfaction.

Zhou Andong shrugged: "You can't even handle your own wife, I have no way."

"Eating dumplings can't block your mouth either." Yuan Liying glared at Zhou Andong, then put a dumpling into Zhou Xiaoxin's bowl, "It's not that I won't let you drink, I just want you to drink less. And cigarettes, don't smoke the dry tobacco anymore. Aren't there several cartons? Just smoke those."

Zhou Xiaoxin gave a snort: "Do you know how expensive Zhonghua is? How could I bear to smoke it?"

Zhou Andong put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with his hand: "If you can't bear to smoke it, go to Old Zhang's small shop and exchange it for something else, just don't exchange it for something too broken."

"Where are you going again?" Yuan Liying asked.

Zhou Andong said: "After eating, I have to go for a stroll."

Out of the door, he lit a cigarette and swayed toward Old Zhang's small shop. He thought the gambling in the game hall would be reported before the New Year, but unexpectedly, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. He had to make a phone call to ask, so as not to have any problems.

The New Year was over, and it was estimated that Zhao Jianlong should have made some moves. He couldn't always be passively beaten. He had to seize the opportunity and strive for the initiative. Only by letting that trash know pain would he be honest.

The small shop was full of people, playing cards, playing mahjong, the room was full of people, and the ground was full of cigarette butts. Because it was winter, the windows were covered with plastic sheets, not a bit of air was ventilated, and the smoke was thick. Even Zhou Andong, a heavy smoker, was almost choked as soon as he entered the room.

"My God, those who don't know would think it's on fire." Zhou Andong lifted the cotton door curtain and hung it on the door, "Let's ventilate."

"Oh, Dongzi is here."

"Play a couple of rounds, Dongzi."

"I heard you kid played with Gao Laofei and the others last night and won quite a bit."

"Dongzi, come over and play a couple of rounds for me, I'm going out to take a leak."

Zhou Andong was the first college student in the village, no one didn't know him, those who were familiar greeted him, and those who were not familiar also nodded with a smile.

Zhou Andong called out to his uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters: "You guys play, I have something to make a phone call."

The owner of the small shop, Zhang Hongqu, pointed to a small door inside: "The phone is inside, go ahead and call."

Zhou Andong said: "Long distance!"

Zhang Hongqu said: "Can call, not locked."

Zhou Andong entered the small door. The space inside was not large, there was a kang that could barely lie down two people, and the phone was placed on the kang.

Zhou Andong sat on the edge of the kang, picked up the phone and dialed the phone number Guan Shengjie left for him, and the other party answered soon.

"Hello!"

Hearing it was Guan Shengjie's voice, Zhou Andong said: "I knew it, on this big first day of the New Year, you couldn't go out and run around."

Guan Shengjie also recognized Zhou Andong's voice and said happily: "Dongzi, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year!" Zhou Andong asked with a smile: "How was this New Year?"

Guan Shengjie sighed: "Suffocating. Look at the other brothers at home, wives and children in a bunch, and I'm all alone. Do you think my mood can be good?"

Zhou Andong chuckled: "Then you should hurry up and take down An Jing."

Guan Shengjie's spirit lifted; "Dongzi, you must help brother, as long as I can chase An Jing, I will do whatever you want."

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you say good things, but whether it can be done depends on yourself." Zhou Andong said, "Let's not talk about this, long-distance phone calls are quite expensive. I just want to ask you, why hasn't the gambling in the game hall been reported yet?"

Guan Shengjie said: "You should have seen the news about the old man going south. Originally, it was going to be reported before the New Year, but the editor-in-chief followed the old man south, and the deputy editor-in-chief suppressed this report. After all, it was almost New Year, and the old man went south to move around, so we must ensure the stability of the environment and absolutely cannot have turmoil."

Zhou Andong sighed: "It seems my luck has been used up."

Guan Shengjie teased: "Aren't you God's illegitimate child? What are you afraid of?"

Zhou Andong said: "God may have more than one illegitimate child."

Guan Shengjie laughed loudly: "Don't worry, the deputy editor-in-chief also attaches great importance to this matter. This report is only temporarily suppressed. After the old man comes back, it will definitely be reported, but the time cannot be determined."

Zhou Andong asked: "Give me an approximate time."

Guan Shengjie thought for a while: "March or April."

"Not bad!" Zhou Andong said: "Didn't make me wait too long."

"Shengjie, time to eat." Another person's shout came from the receiver.

Zhou Andong said: "Alright, let's not talk, you go eat."

"Okay!" Guan Shengjie said: "When it's reported, I will call you."

Zhou Andong hung up the phone, and as soon as he came out, he was pulled to the card table.

In the capital, Seeing Jian Qiu was packing her luggage, and a middle-aged woman who looked 80% like her and exuded nobility stood by her side.

She was Seeing Jian Qiu's mother, Su Minglan: "What is going on with you, you have to leave on the first day of the New Year."

"Mom!" Seeing Jian Qiu said coquettishly: "What is going on, I'm just going to Xiangjiang to play for two days. An Jing has already arrived there, waiting for me to go over."

Su Minglan said with dissatisfaction: "You know, I'm not asking about you going to Xiangjiang."

The movement of Seeing Jian Qiu's hands paused, she slowly straightened her waist, looked at Su Minglan, and said very seriously: "Mom, I hope I can make my own decisions about my feelings."

Su Minglan frowned: "What do you mean?"