Dongyang really didn't know much about this, so he answered obediently and waited for Zhang Kuang to resolve his doubts.

Zhang Kuang continued: "He may become a big shot in the news and even textbooks. I really don't exaggerate it. It's just so amazing. However, when you look at his current life, it's no different from an ordinary old man who has lost his son and daughter and his wife. I think there must be his reason for him to choose such a life. I want to know this reason, and I especially want to know his story!"

After Zhang Kuang said this, Dongyang became curious.

Another thing I found that Zhang Kuang didn't say, there must be cash and other things at home. Until now, he and Dongyang have not found any hidden places. This means that the old couple put all the important things they thought were all important, but the old man's merit certificates and other things were not hidden properly, which is enough to show that he does not value these things.

This old man takes honors and achievements very lightly, and only focuses on ordinary life, which is really admirable.

The two of them chatted for a long time, and it was not even 8 o'clock in the evening.

I couldn't sleep yet, so I suggested playing games.

Today, they don’t recite poems or sing. The two of them play idioms. Whoever can’t get it will lose. The loser will get up tomorrow morning and will be responsible for sweeping the floor.

At the beginning, it was decided to win two games in three games. Dongyang won. Zhang Kuang was cheating and insisted on winning four games in seven games. Zhang Kuang turned around after seven games. Dongyang was not convinced, and then he played. In the end, he didn't know how many games he played. He couldn't remember who won more and who won less, so he could only use the result of the last game as the basis.

Old Mrs. Li Dongyang, who won the last game, slept until after six in the morning. Zhang Kuang woke up when he was about to get up to cook.

When she cooked, he swept the floor bit by bit with a broom, and the picture was very harmonious.

Not long after breakfast, the village chief’s wife came on her tricycle. She wanted to pick Dongyang and Zhang Kuang up to go to the village to get a haircut.

There is no barber in the village. Those who are more particular are going to the town or county to cut their hair. Those who are not particular will find neighbors to cut them casually.

There are quite a lot of people going to find the village chief’s wife to cut their hair, because her daughter has learned hair salons and has a set of hair cutting tools at home. In order to facilitate the village chief’s head, she also bought an electric fader, which has a relatively complete tool.

Their small broken house doesn't even have a lock, so they can leave with peace of mind. No one will come to steal things.

When I went to the village, it was quite unexpected to Dongyang.

The village is not big, with dozens of families. Although they are all tiled houses, the houses are not new. No family in the village has a wall, and they are all wooden sticks. Some families have very dilapidated wooden sticks and are out of shape.

In general, this village gives people a sense of decliningness!

The village chief’s house is not new, and the home is well decorated. There are all household appliances such as TV, refrigerator, washing machine, etc., and there are tiles on the floor. The contrast between inside and outside is quite large, which is quite beyond Dongyang’s expectations.

The village chief’s wife was not in a hurry to work. She first helped Dongyang and Zhang Kuang onto the kang, took out a lot of delicious food to entertain them, and called several older men and women in the village to chat with them.

Dongyang is fine, she has the back of her ears, and she doesn't know what others say, so she just nods happily. Zhang Kuang feels more uncomfortable. He doesn't know what to talk to others but has to keep talking to him. It's really a lot of brains.

It was not until lunch time that the old men and the old ladies went home. Zhang Kuang let out a big breath, and felt that he could ascend directly after chatting for a while.

After lunch, the village chief’s wife asked them to sniff in the house for a while and then cut their hair in the afternoon.

Dongyang and Zhang Kuang were not polite either. They slept on the big kang for a nap and got up and cut their hair with energy.

They thought they could go home after cutting their hair, but the village chief’s wife didn’t let them go at all, chatting with them, and getting food for them. Dongyang and Zhang Kuang finally realized something was wrong.

The village chief’s wife intentionally stopped them, so there must be something wrong.

Dongyang asked directly out the doubts in his heart. Seeing that the village chief’s wife could not hide it, she could only tell the truth.

"Master, I was going to give you a surprise. I don't have the ability of an actor, so I let you see it. You said that this matter is a mess. We have discussed with Maomao. He is going to call you for a video today. You don't have a cell phone, so use my cell phone." The village chief's wife said.

Dongyang and Zhang Kuang felt very tired at the same time.

There is still a scene to act during the video, or a big show, and I have to cry.

The agreed time for the video was four o'clock in the afternoon, and finally the time was over, but there was still no movement on the other end.

Even if you wait for two more hours, Dongyang and the others can't go home. After all, the old couple's grandson is eager to videotape them.

I waited until after six o'clock, but Maomao's phone call came over and started the video.

The young man is in his twenties, not handsome, and quite energetic. He is thin and not tall, giving people a very weak feeling.

In the first two minutes of the video, Dongyang Zhang Kuang and Maomao didn't say anything. They kept saying it to the village chief's wife. If the village chief hadn't pulled it, she would have been able to say everything alone.

When only Dongyang and the other two talked with Maomao, the atmosphere was particularly awkward. Dongyang and the others didn't know what to say, and Maomao on the other side didn't say anything. The three of them stared at each other for a long time.

Later, Zhang Kuang stood up and spoke first, "Mao, how about you outside? Are you enough money to spend? Are you wronged?"

This head is very good, very grandfather, very eighty-nine.

Maomao replied obediently: "It's pretty good, it's enough money, don't worry. Grandma, how are you in good health?"

"Mao, you speak louder, your grandma's ears are behind your ears, she can't hear your voice too small." Zhang Kuang was quite considerate of Comrade Li Dongyang.

Maomao raised his voice and asked the question just now again. Dongyang replied excitedly: "Okay, your grandpa and I are in good health. Don't worry about us, we are all fine. But you, I saw that you have lost weight. Didn't eat well? It's not okay if you don't eat well. You have to eat well. It's okay to make more money and earn less. If you don't spend enough, tell your grandpa that he has money."

Zhang Kuang:...

I don’t know which sentence Dongyang hit Maomao, but the child started to cry, and he cried so miserably. Dongyang and Zhang Kuang planned to cry with their acting skills, but unexpectedly, under the guidance of the young man, they really cried without acting skills.

I made a phone call for more than half an hour, but I didn’t say much, and I spent most of my time crying.
Chapter completed!