After receiving Zhang Er's "Mao", Song Zhiyuan did not return to Blue Moon, but went directly to the "Bay Fishing Port" and asked Zhang Er's "Mao" to have a meal of seafood.
Hexian seafood, everything is available, but Zhang Er's "Mao" really doesn't know those things, let alone the names, some have never even seen them. But Zhang Er's "Mao" is not uncommon, but after two or three glasses of beer, his eyes are constantly watching the huge lobster in the middle of the table.
Lobster again? Last time I was in Sioux City, Zhang Er's "Mao" was not tasted, and I didn't really want to eat it, but now... I still have a bit of salivation. I don't know if this lobster was specially prepared by Song Zhiyuan for himself.
"Brother Mao, come." Song Zhiyuan was also unambiguous, picked up the chopsticks, lifted the shell on the back of the lobster, picked up a large piece of meat and put it into Zhang Er's bowl.
"Thank you Song Shao, thank you Song Shao." Zhang Er's "Mao" was excited, his ears were burning. What is this, I really saw Lao Tzu as a brother!
"What are you polite with me, try it, try it quickly, this is authentic Australian lobster."
Australian lobster? Dog days, no wonder it's so big, no wonder I've never seen this thing for many years when I was "feeling" in the river dam when he was home.
"Thank you." Zhang Er's "Mao" picked up the lobster meat in the bowl, and then slowly put it into his mouth. The meat is fresh and tender, but it doesn't seem to have any taste; it melts in the mouth, it doesn't seem to be sensual, and... and the fishy smell is too strong, I am not used to it, in a word-not good! It’s not as good as the "chubby lump" in our hometown.
Sichuanese, their favorite is twice-cooked pork. A large piece of meat is stuffed into your mouth, and your mouth is full of oil. It is delicious and greedy, one word-cool! And this thing in front of me looks good, but it really tastes good, it's really not good!
"How about? The taste is okay?" Song Zhiyuan looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a smile.
"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious." Zhang Er's "Mao" looked satisfied, in fact, in his heart: It's delicious, a hammer, and I won't eat it if I give it to me in the future!
"Come on, let's have another piece!" Song Zhiyuan picked up his chopsticks again while speaking, picked up a large piece of lobster and stretched out towards Zhang Er's "Mao".
"Don't! Don't!" Zhang Er "Mao" hurriedly picked up the bowl and avoided.
"This..." Song Zhiyuan looked puzzled and embarrassed, staring at Zhang Er's "Mao" blankly.
"Um... I heard that this food can't be eaten too much. If I eat too much, I get angry. His face... "Sao" sores on his face, hehe..." Zhang Er's "Mao" smile on his face. Actually, it's not that Zhang Er's "Mao" is really afraid of puppies on his face. It's just that this thing is a good thing in the eyes of others, but I really don't like it, so I might as well let others eat it instead.
"Stupid b, it's called pimples." Everyone was puzzled at first, but Deng Chao on the side added something at this time.
"Hahaha..." Song Zhiyuan and Wang Youcai both laughed when Deng Chao said that. Although Zhang Er's "Mao" felt a little embarrassed, he relaxed a lot for a while, and the atmosphere in the room also became alive.
After a few glasses of wine, the box of "Mao" was opened, saying everything and talking about everything, but Zhang Er "Mao" closed his mouth whenever Chen Ping was mentioned, because Li Jingjing had said it. Now Song Zhiyuan hasn't fully believed in himself, and he tries to mention the gang and Chen Ping as little as possible, so as not to be suspicious. Besides, there are some things that can't be explained, such as gods and ghosts.
Song Zhiyuan is not stupid, he wants to learn something about Chen Ping and Ye Cheng from Zhang Er's "Mao" mouth, but the other party always politely perfuse the past, avoiding answering, Song Zhiyuan is not good to ask anymore. , But handed a box to Zhang Er's "Mao" after he was full.
"Song Shao, you are..." Looking at the box in his hand, Zhang Er's "Mao" is excited. Although it is not a very expensive item, it is something that Zhang Er's "Mao" has been thinking about for a long time, and has long wanted to buy it. s things. Mobile phone, Samsung’s, anycall, do you know what anycall is? It just can call anything, that's the kind of... something that even ghosts can call out! Do you want it? Thinking, dreaming!
"Brother Mao, take it, it will be convenient to contact in the future." Song Zhiyuan looked at Zhang Er Mao with a smile on his face.
Indeed, it is convenient to have this thing, and I can often contact my old mother in my hometown. It’s not that Zhang Er’s "Mao" is greedy for petty bargaining, but he just thinks that there is a weak and sickly old mother at home. Now Zhang Er’s "Mao" really wants to have a mobile phone. Without a mobile phone, people at home can’t reach me...
"Well, thank you!" Zhang Er's "Mao" nodded heavily.
"Brother'Mao', you still say thank you to me, remember that you and my brother will never say thank you in the future!" Song Zhiyuan patted Zhang Er's'Mao' on the shoulder, and the group waited slowly Out of the "Bay Fishing Port".
After leaving the "Bay Fishing Port", Zhang Er's "Mao" and Deng Chao did not return to Blue Moon, but were sent home directly by Song Zhiyuan. As for work, I will talk about it tomorrow. Now Song Zhiyuan doesn't want to let Zhang Er's "Mao" be a little security guard. As for what position should be arranged, this has to go back to discuss with Wang Youcai.
After watching Song Zhiyuan’s car left, Zhang Er "Mao" took out the key and opened the anti-theft door, walked into the elevator, went up to the twelfth floor, opened the door, and entered the living room. Before sitting down, he removed the box in his hand. opened.
"Deng Chao, come and have a look, how about it, Samsung's, isn't it?" Zhang Er's "Mao" proud, fiddled with the stuff in his hand in front of Deng Chao.
"Cut!" Deng Chao looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a look of disdain, "Isn't it just a mobile phone, as if I don't have one." He said that Deng Chao took out his own mobile phone. Came out.
"Just your bad b?" Zhang Er's "Mao" still has a look of disdain.
"What's wrong, Lao Tzu, this is also a famous brand, Nokia's, I am Chao!"
"Puff..." Deng Chao laughed as soon as he finished talking about Zhang Er's "Mao": "Boy, forget it, don't think I don't know, you are a copycat version, and to put it bluntly it is parallel imports, and..."
"And what?" Deng Chao looked angry.
"Second-hand goods, one hundred and fifty yuan, don't think I don't know! Hehe..." Zhang Er's "Mao" with a smirk on his face stood up and got into his bedroom, leaving only one face in the living room. An angry Deng Chao. "Chao! Lao Tzu... Lao Tzu also asks Chunhua from our family to give me the whole Samsung!"
After getting into the bedroom, Zhang Er's "Mao" fell to the ground. After hesitating for a while, he dialed the number of the third uncle's house.
"Hey, third uncle?" Zhang Er's "Mao" look was full of excitement. Once he had a mobile phone, secondly, the third uncle's house was not far away from his home, so he could make his old mother just call it. I'm down to listen to the phone. Although I can't see people, it's not bad to be able to hear the voice.
"Which is your third uncle?" A woman's voice came over the phone, speaking Sichuan dialect.
"Huh?" Zhang Er's "Mao" looked puzzled, looked at the phone in his hand, and then gently asked in Sichuan dialect: "I'm Zhang Er's "Mao," which one are you?"
"Second "Mao"? So it's you!" Then the woman's excited voice came on the phone. "I am Liu... I am your third sister-in-law, ha ha."
Sansao? Isn't that Liu Cuihua? Isn't that your first love? "Oh, it's Sansao, you... are you doing well recently?"
"Oh, don't mention it, that dog day Zhang Wanquan just knows that he can play cards every day, and his farm is deserted. Look, it's past ten o'clock, and that guy went out in the morning, and he hasn't come back yet. "
Zhang Wanquan, who has been enough for a long time, hasn't changed the "sex" of his death morality. Hehe... Zhang Er's "Mao" had a sneer smile on his face: "Sansao, you control him, tell him not to play cards, just say... Just say that he will play cards again, and you will take the land with others. Go planted."
"You... You are the second "Mao"!" Liu Cuihua seemed to have heard what Zhang Er's "Mao" meant.
"Hehe..." Zhang Er's "Mao" smile on his face, and after a while he said solemnly: "Sansao, don't you see if my mother is at home? Why don't you help me call her down to answer the phone?"
"Oh! Two'Mao', I almost forgot, your mother..."
"What's wrong with my mother?" Zhang Er's "Mao" was also anxious when he heard Liu Cuihua's tone, and he hurriedly turned over and sat up.
"She is sick and has been living in the town health center for several days. I heard that she will be sent to the county hospital for major surgery. So are you, why haven't you called back for so long? Your mother is almost mad ."
"Huh?" After listening to Liu Cuihua's words, Zhang Er's "Mao" was completely dumbfounded, and the tears in his eyes almost flowed out. "I... What's wrong with my mother."
"The doctor said that there was a tumor in the brain, and the operation should be done as soon as possible..."
"Then why don't you help me take her to the county hospital first?" Zhang Er's "Mao" became more and more anxious as he heard it, and tears fell in big tears.
"To... 30,000 to 40,000 yuan..."
Before Liu Cuihua finished speaking, Zhang Er's "Mao" hung up the phone. He does not hate Liu Cuihua, nor his third uncle’s family. After all, 30,000 or 40,000 yuan is not a small sum in the countryside. In addition, the third uncle’s family only built a new house last year, and Zhang Wanquan only married Liu Cuihua. Can't come up with that much money.
Last time I lied to Ma Chunhua and said that my mother was ill and urgently needed 30,000 yuan for the operation fee, but now it's really... I'm really sick! How to do? Could it be that I went to Ma Chunhua again? Could it be that I lied again, but now that they are getting along with Deng Chao, they will still...
"Second "Mao", don't be careful." Just when Zhang Er "Mao" felt at a loss, Li Jingjing's voice came from his ear. "Why don't you go back tomorrow? Go back and talk about it first, and then slowly think of a solution for money matters.
Zhang Er's "Mao" nodded lightly, and then fell heavily on his face, tears from the corners of his eyes also "rushed".
The operation fee is 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, and I only have 2,000 yuan given by Ma Tao last night. How can I get so much money? Thinking of these Zhang Er's "Mao", the mood was even heavier. He couldn't fall asleep for a long time. After thinking about it for a long time, he got up and then slowly walked out of the door.