Chapter 359

Uncle Song agreed directly, which surprised Lin Zhao.

She looked at Yuncheng in astonishment, then turned to look at her own uncle, "You agreed just like that?"

"Otherwise." Uncle Song patted her head dotingly.

"Yuncheng said, wanting to beg Uncle to accept someone is as difficult as ascending to heaven, even if I beg, it's useless." Lin Zhao said honestly.

A light laugh sounded.

Uncle Song didn't say too much, only said, "Lin Zhao Bao opened her mouth, how could I not give you face."

Lin Zhao called out coquettishly, "Uncle!!"

"Good good good, don't call the nickname, don't call the nickname." Although he said so, the words were full of pity.

After all, she just begged her uncle to help with a favor. Lin Zhao struggled for a while and compromised, "Okay, allow Uncle to call."

Uncle Song looked at the reluctance on the girl's face and deliberately teased her, "Lin Zhao Bao..."

He called twice in a row.

Lin Zhao raised her hand and closed her ears lightly.

It seemed like calling a child. Since graduating from elementary school, she hadn't allowed her family to call her Lin Zhao Bao.

"Won't call anymore. Put down your arm, don't pull the tendon." Uncle Song smiled helplessly and pulled down her arm.

"When Yubao and Hengbao go to middle school, they will also let you change your name. I hope you won't be uncomfortable or unaccustomed to it then."

The uncle gave his niece a preventive injection.

Lin Zhao was silent for a moment, "The children are grown up, having their own opinions is good."

Yuncheng hahaha, "Sister, when you say this, don't knit your brows so tightly, so I will barely believe it."

The "ga ga ga" laughter was very noisy. Lin Zhao threw the cushion behind her back at him.

"Catch it." Yuncheng caught it steadily and showed a flat smile.

But he didn't dare to provoke too much, for fear of his parents beating him together. He went to his sister and returned the cushion, standing next to the dining table, bending his waist slightly, looking like a shop assistant.

"Sister, I'll treat you to breakfast. What do you want to eat? Steamed buns or fried dough sticks? I'll go buy them for you."

Lin Zhao rolled her eyes at him, "Isn't Aunt cooking?"

"My mom is boiling white porridge. Who can be full eating white porridge?" Yuncheng said.

"I want two steamed buns." Lin Zhao didn't stand on ceremony.

"Okay." Song Yuncheng took his wallet and went out. Before going out, he grabbed his hair in the mirror.

Then he hummed a song and went far away.

Lin Zhao found that the guy who was showing off forgot to bring his lunch box, "Lunch box!!"

She hurriedly got up, grabbed the lunch box on the rosewood table, ran out, caught up with Yuncheng, stuffed the lunch box to him, and slapped her big cousin's arm.

"Doing things with two hearts and three minds!! Did you take enough money and tickets?" At the moment of asking, she stuffed all the money and tickets in her pants pocket to him.

"Buy a few more servings of soy milk."

Song Yuncheng didn't understand, "Isn't my mom boiling porridge?"

"Drink soy milk at noon. Uncle's injury hasn't healed and needs to be supplemented. Aunt has been taking care of the patient day and night and also needs to be supplemented. Don't talk nonsense, go early and return early." Lin Zhao smoothed his sleeves and turned away with a light step.

Song Yuncheng smiled, stepped down two steps at a time, and disappeared in a while.

Zhaozhao came, and Aunt Song put one-third more rice when boiling porridge. The rice oil on the porridge was delicious, paired with pickles and steamed buns, making people praise it repeatedly.

"Mom, today's rice porridge is fragrant!" Yuncheng couldn't help but come for another bowl.

Aunt Song gave her son a shot of chicken blood, "Work hard, strive to pass the level, and when you get a raise, I'll make it for you every day."

Yuncheng hehehe laughed a few times and didn't take this.

He was a technician, and every level of salary increase was very difficult.

Yunjin laughed loudly, "Brother can't do it, he didn't answer."

Yuncheng didn't internalize and retorted, "You go if you can."

"..." Thinking that his work hadn't been settled yet, the smile on the boy's face disappeared.

Yuncheng won a game, was proud to the point of not being able to do it, wiped his mouth, clamped the briefcase eliminated by Uncle Song under his arm, and hummed a song away.

"Hmph." Yunjin pinched the steamed bun flat and stuffed it into his mouth angrily.

Lin Zhao couldn't help but laugh, "Look slowly, if you don't have enough money, tell me, I'll support you."

Yunjin changed his face immediately and smiled like a flower, "Sister is really good to me."

"You are my only little cousin, how can I not be good to you." Lin Zhao took the initiative to clean up the bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing this, Yunjin scrambled to clean up, pushed Lin Zhao away with his body, and Aunt Song who was about to stand up.

"I'll come, female comrades rest." The boy cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks neatly and took them to the kitchen outside to wash.

"Yunjin is getting more and more diligent! It's quite good for you to graduate now, help the family do something, and reduce Aunt's burden." Lin Zhao's voice was light and soft.

Yunjin puffed out his chest and raised his head, full of energy.

"Dad is nursing his injury, Mom and brother have to go to work, and I'm the only one idle. It's only right for me to be diligent."

Lin Zhao stuffed a chocolate into his mouth, "Reward for Yunjin, it's wine-hearted. I brought you a handful."

Yunjin's eyes were bright, the invisible tail behind him swayed, but he said, "Do Sister and Yubao and Hengbao have it?"

"I don't like to eat it. There is wine inside. Children can't eat it. It's all yours." Lin Zhao patted the little cousin's head.

Yunjin smiled like a silly roe deer.

His legs were light and he went to wash the dishes.

"Silly look." Aunt Song laughed.

Uncle Song complained for his son, "That's at home. Yunjin is very smart outside."

"Yes yes yes, your son is the smartest." Aunt Song said speechlessly. Isn't it just serving him shit and urine in the provincial hospital for a month or so, making him have nowhere to place his fatherly love, and even more unable to listen to others say half a bad word about his son.

Uncle Song was satisfied and looked at Lin Zhao, "Zhaozhao, where did you find the books you brought me yesterday? They are very useful."

Where could Lin Zhao get them? She drew them from the lottery. The paper and printing process of the books taken out to read were in line with the characteristics of this era, so she gave them to her uncle.

"I got them in the provincial capital. It's good that they are useful. If there are more, I'll send them to Uncle."

Uncle Song said calmly, "You have strange luck."

Lin Zhao laughed, her expression very calm, "Being able to be Uncle's niece, my luck is good."

Aunt Song thought of something, unbuttoned the buttons, revealing the sweater inside, "Zhaozhao, the sweater you sent yesterday is really warm. When working, you have to take off the cotton jacket and wear work clothes directly, otherwise it's hot."

That wasn't an ordinary sweater; that was a warm artifact. It looked like a cashmere sweater. The system produced it, and it was all high-quality.

She loved this super big gift package!

Lin Zhao took out things that fit the characteristics of the era and shared them with the relatives she cherished.

Uncle and Aunt both had them.

Her uncle suffered a lot of sins. Wearing clothes that were thin and warm would be beneficial to nursing the injury, right?

Lin Zhao wasn't sure, but she did it.

"It's warm. I don't need to wear a cotton coat when I stay at home." Uncle Song said.

"There is a stove at home, so it's not cold in the first place. You have to wear it when you go out. Don't catch a cold when it's cold and hot." Lin Zhao said with concern.

"I know. Uncle still wants to make a washing machine for you, so I will honestly nurse my injury." Uncle Song's brows softened, and he said warmly.

Yunjin, who was frozen by cold water and started to roast fire as soon as he entered the door, said, "Sister, you put 120 hearts, I will watch my dad, guarantee not to let him catch a cold, even if he coughs once, he won't."

"Believe you."

Hearing his sister's words full of trust, the boy's back was straight, and he laughed hehe, "Sister, does Qingzhou come in the morning and go back in the afternoon?"

He and Gu Qingzhou were in the same school and in the same grade, and plus there was this relationship of Lin Zhao, so he could say a few words.

"It's too troublesome. I'll let him live in that yard. I'm used to running back and forth. I won't live there before the New Year." Lin Zhao had made plans long ago.

"That's fine." Uncle Song said, "Only with enough time can he learn enough knowledge. Zhaozhao, don't worry. As long as he is diligent enough, I will teach him everything."

Lin Zhao got this sentence and smiled until her brows and eyes were bent, "Qingzhou worships Uncle. If he knows this, he will definitely be crazy with joy. Thank you, Uncle."

Uncle Song shook his head, "Thank what? I asked about him in advance and knew he was a child with high talent, plus there was this relationship with you, so I had the intention of accepting an apprentice."

It was also the wake-up call that the disaster from heaven gave him before.

He didn't like bringing apprentices.

But.

He also wanted to cultivate some talents for the country!

"Zhaozhao, don't put it in your heart. Your uncle is also at the age of bringing apprentices. If it's not this year, it's next year. Even if he wants to hide, he can't hide. Bringing anyone is bringing, bringing his own child is better." Aunt Song spoke.

Before, she had to worry about the character of the apprentice she received, and she had to verify it in many ways, so she must not receive a disaster. Now she doesn't have to worry.

"It's good that Uncle doesn't force it." Lin Zhao sat there smiling, not to mention how likable.

"Not forced." Uncle Song's expression was indulgent.

"You send books and sweaters, even if your uncle is forced, I won't let him be forced." Aunt Song hugged Lin Zhao's shoulder with a smile.

"Aunt is the best." Lin Zhao said softly.

"It's time, hurry to work, don't be late." Aunt Song looked at the wall clock and reminded the time, and looked at Yunjin again, "Yunjin, send your sister."

"No need, I'm riding a bike." Lin Zhao held Yunjin down and left nimbly.

Not long after she left, a young man came to the Song family with things.

Aunt Song opened the door and saw someone coming to send gifts again, her brows twisted imperceptibly.

"Old Song just fell asleep. Tell me if you have anything."

The young man was about twenty years old, with a square face that was very easy to trust, thick brows and big eyes, which was the kind of appearance that was very popular with aunts and mothers.

"I'm here to visit Song Gong." He said.

As he said, he handed the basket in his hand over.

Aunt Song dodged and didn't take it, "I'll accept the heart for Old Song. Take the things back. My Old Song doesn't accept anyone's gifts."

She raised her volume slightly when saying this.

No way, this world... you have to be cautious.

The female neighbor of the Song family walked out.

She was on the night shift and was about to make up for sleep. Hearing the neighbor's call for help, she hurriedly came out.

"What's wrong?" She said.

Glancing at the basket in the young man's hand, she couldn't help but speak, "Song Gong has the most principles and never accepts gifts. Take the things back quickly. Song Gong will be angry if he sees it!"

Seeing Aunt Song calling people out.

The young man lowered his eyes, a flash of gloom flashed in his eyes, then raised his head, his face full of sincerity and gratitude, "No other meaning... Song Gong taught me for a few days and saved my life. It's only right for me to visit."

Hearing this, Aunt Song immediately knew the person's identity.

Wasn't this the coward that her Old Song lost an arm to save?

She cooled her face, "No need! You go, don't come again in the future!"

After the words fell, she nodded to the neighbor and closed the door.

The young man had to leave, and his face was as ugly as it could be.

Who knew that this damn Song's arm was gone, and he could still install it back, and his status as a golden baby in the factory wouldn't be shaken?

If he had known, he should have followed to the provincial capital.

Miscalculation.

At noon, Yuan Xiang came to the supply and marketing cooperative. She was buying mung bean cakes and fruit hard candy. Li Song took her back to her mother's house at noon.

"Are you going to tell Aunt about your work?" Lin Zhao weighed the candy nimbly and asked.

"Yes." Yuan Xiang was radiant. The spirit of a person who holds an iron rice bowl is different. Her body was straight, her hair was combed meticulously, and her speech was full of energy, giving people a feeling of vigorous blood.

"Li Song has time today, just go back together. My mother doesn't know the good news about Uncle yet, so I have to go back and tell her, lest she worry."

Lin Zhao smiled, "Double happiness comes to the door, Aunt and Uncle must be happy."

Yuan Xiang imagined the reaction of her parents after knowing she had a job, and the corners of her mouth were pressed down by AK.

The old couple of the Yuan family were indeed happy to know that their daughter had a job so quickly.

Almost happy crazy.

Aunt Song's bowl fell, and she had no time to manage it. She took a step forward and grabbed Yuan Xiang's hand, "What did you just say? Say it again."

Her eyes were wide, and her eyes were full of hot light.

Yuan Xiang hugged her mother and said very hard, "I said I have a job! I hold an iron rice bowl! It's a broadcaster. Uncle and Aunt both said it's a good job!"

Aunt Song tightened her mouth and sprayed air, excited and flushed.

"Good, good!!"

She looked at her son-in-law, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes squeezed into a ball, "Song, you have a heart. This job is very expensive, right? I'll take the bride price to you..."

Before the words fell, Li Song hurriedly stopped his mother-in-law, "No, it didn't cost much. This was something agreed upon early. Mother, don't be like this."

He lost his mother very early and respected his father-in-law and mother-in-law who treated him as a son very much.

Yuan Xiang's father smiled until his mouth couldn't close. If it weren't for his son-in-law, he was afraid of losing his daughter's face, he would have wanted to roar at the sky.

Broadcaster!

Her daughter!!!

Her daughter became a broadcaster, which was simply a pie falling from the sky.

"... My son-in-law is really capable." Yuan Xiang's father opened his mouth and praised, "This is a great thing. We have to drink a few cups."

Aunt Song: "Drink what, son-in-law still has to ride a bike."

"Ride what, if you are drunk, stay in the brigade for one night!" Yuan Xiang's father said.

Aunt Song rolled her eyes, "Where is the room at home? You plan to let them live in the pigsty?"

She couldn't help but be yin and yang, "Why don't we move to the pigsty and make room for our daughter and son-in-law?!"

Don't even think about whether the son-in-law and daughter are happy.

Yuan Xiang's father said muffled, "There is no place at home, borrow someone else's to live for one night, it's not a big deal..."

Aunt Song breathed heavily, really wanting to clean up this stubborn man.

Yuan Xiang hugged her mother's shoulder, "Mom, don't be angry. Dad is also happy for me. Let's not care about it. Don't let bad moods affect happy events."

Aunt Song took a deep breath and didn't pay attention to the dead man again.

"Don't listen to him. If you want to drink, drink it during the New Year. You ride a bike, and if something happens on the road, isn't it my life?"

Yuan Xiang's father supplemented a tragedy, woke up, "Don't drink, don't drink, let's eat meat, I'll go kill the chicken."

After speaking, he walked to kill the chicken with eight-character steps.

Xiangxiang holding an iron rice bowl is a rare good thing in the family. He kills the chicken, and his parents will definitely not chase him and beat him all over the yard!