"All right."

Zhong Tianzheng looked at his grandfather’s stubborn expression and said no more: “Okay, you have already drunk a lot of alcohol today, so don’t drink it anymore.”

My grandfather’s words are entirely based on his own subjective assumptions and have no basis at all.

"Don't worry, I have my own body and my own alcohol tolerance."

Grandpa took another sip of wine and said to himself: "I know you don't believe what I said, but what I said is really true. Lao Zhang would not be such a person. He has survived such a difficult life in the War of Resistance Against Japan and will he fall down now?"

"He said he would defend me for the rest of my life, and I don't believe he would commit suicide."

"Okay, I'll accompany you to see the specific situation tomorrow."

Zhong Tianzheng could only comfort him.

"real?"

"real."

"OK."

Grandpa nodded and reached out to touch the old-fashioned military uniform in the box: "Okay, you guys go out, I'm quiet myself, I know what you know, don't worry."

"Okay."

Zhong Tianzheng couldn't hold on any longer, so he left first.

Ah Xiang followed behind, thought for a while, then poured a cup of hot water for her grandfather from outside and put it on the side. When she left, she turned back halfway and took the remaining half of the bottle of wine on the table.

He could naturally guess Ah Xiang’s thoughts in this little move.

This little girl is just afraid that she will drink too much in it.

Grandpa saw it, and until Ah Xiang left, he sighed and said to himself: "Old Zhang, why don't you have such a good life? Your son and daughter are not good to you, and your grandchildren don't care about you. If they can be like Ah Zheng Ah Xiang, you won't have fallen to this point."

The Peng family has a close relationship with the Zhang family. Old Zhang suddenly disappeared. He had to help with the funeral, so Comrade Xiong Xiaocai and the others did not rush to leave and stayed.

In rural areas, the pace is significantly slower than in cities, and people will relax a lot.

Staying up late basically does not exist.

Usually at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, people will naturally get sleepy and don't want to stay up late.

It’s not like in the city where everyone is a night watch champion. You can still bear it after one or two o’clock. It’s not that you don’t want to sleep, or that you just wash and lie down and it’s already very late.

The new house built by my uncle Peng Xiang is a two-story building. The house in the countryside must have a main hall, and the area is large, so there are only two rooms on the first floor.

The grandfather and uncle lived in these two rooms respectively.

Going up the stairs, it is still a large hall covering an area of ​​a large area.

Apart from the lobby, there are only three bedrooms.

My cousin and his wife's room.

Comrade Xiong Xiaocai and Zhong Fei have a room.

All that is left is Zhong Tianzheng and Ao Xiang.

"Hehe, Comrade Ah Xiang, hurry up and go to bed."

Zhong Tian was holding the soaking basin in front of A Xiang, and looked at her with a wink: "Soak your feet warm, otherwise I'm afraid that your feet will be too cold at night, so I'll come to me."

"Hmph, who wants you to warm your bed!"

Ah Xiangjiao snorted, took off her shoes and started soaking her feet. Her feet were fair and smooth, and she looked very comfortable.

"Hey hey, what are you looking at?"

Comrade Xiong Xiaocai sat beside him and kowtowed melon seeds. He glanced at Zhong Tianzheng's eyes at A Xiangjia: "Don't worry, you sleep with your old man at night, I have to go to Lao Zhang's house to help you make fun of it."

"No, it's just the first day, what are you doing?"

Zhong Tianzheng was speechless and sad.

"Don't think I don't know what you are, stay honestly."

Comrade Xiong Xiaocai looked like I knew you very well, and then gave him a special advice: "Remember to lock the door when you go to bed at night to prevent fire and theft."

"Hahaha."

"It's too difficult for Ah Zheng!"

As soon as Comrade Xiong Xiaocai said this, his cousin immediately burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, I'll go wash my feet."

Zhong Tianzheng replied resentfully, and took the bucket to the kitchen to pour hot water.

...

Twelve o'clock in the evening.

Zhong Tianzheng was still sleeping, but was woken up by a knock on the door. He was shocked and turned from the bed.

Door.

Ah Xiang was already dressed neatly and spoke quickly: "Hurry, my grandfather got drunk too much, so he ran to the convenience store to make trouble in the evening."

"What's the matter?"

Zhong Tianzheng frowned, immediately put on his clothes, and quickly followed Ah Xiang to run outside.

Every village has a convenience store.

Basically, they sell snacks and simple daily necessities.

Five minutes later.

When Zhong Tianzheng Ai Xiang arrived at the convenience store, Grandpa Zheng was pulled aside by Comrade Xiong Xiaocai, and then said something to the owner of the convenience store.

Aside, several card guests were lit cigarettes and watching the fun, helping to pull it.

"Grandpa."

Zhong Tianzheng breathed a sigh of relief. It was easier for the old man to make trouble without drinking too much.

"Come on, tell me, you don't have common sense at all. It's been months and February, and it's still snowing everywhere. He comes to buy pesticides. Why don't you ask and sell them to him?" Grandpa shouted with a smell of alcohol on his nose.

"How could I know Lao Zhang do such a stupid thing!"

The owner of the convenience store also replied aggrievedly: "Besides, he used to buy pesticides from me. When he came, he was quite normal and he didn't have any abnormal emotions."

"You think about it with your brain!"

Grandpa blushed and retorted.

"Okay, okay, stop talking."

Comrade Xiong Xiaocai turned around and waved his hand, signaling his grandfather not to say anything else, and turned his head over and said a few nice things to the boss. (You're welcome to be sorry, or something like that)

Everyone is a reasonable person.

People don’t know the purpose of Lao Zhang buying medicine.

Just like the one who said, the murderer bought a kitchen knife in this store and took it to commit the crime. You can't arrest the store owner.

After all, selling kitchen knives is legal. You can't do a business and ask this or that just like interrogating a prisoner.

"Why!"

Grandpa sighed heavily, slapped the table in annoyance, shaking the cards on the table.

This is a bit unreasonable to make trouble after drinking.

Zhong Tianzheng, Xiang quickly helped his grandfather and walked out.

Just then.

A little girl who had been hiding inside and looking here suddenly poked her head out and looked here, shouting to her grandfather: "Grandpa Peng, don't blame us here. Today I saw Uncle Yifei passing by us. He saw Grandpa Zhang holding pesticides and didn't say anything."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Tianzheng immediately turned to look at the little girl.
Chapter completed!