Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

Zhang Junwan came to Wei Wei with homemade snacks like brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, and thought about inviting Wei Wei to watch a movie together in the evening, so that Wei Wei would not be miserable at home without friends.

Seeing the familiar figure in front of her, Zhang Junwan couldn't help but say: "Brother Qingze..."

Zhao Qingze turned around and said, "Jun Wan, what did you call me for?" They were getting older, and Zhao Qingze had begun to pay attention to keeping a distance.

Glancing at the brown sugar glutinous rice cake in Zhang Junwan's hand, I didn't expect Junwan to be sensible and grow up very quickly. Brother Junxian's efforts were not in vain.

The brown sugar glutinous rice cake in Sister Junwan's hands looks pretty good, but I don't know how it tastes.

Zhang Junwan's face was full of curiosity: "Where are you going, Brother Qingze?" Brother Qingze didn't dissect rabbits and frogs in his yard every day, so why did he dare to see the sun today?

"I received a letter from my cousin, which contained money and tickets sent to Comrade Wei Wei. I gave it to her." His cousin was also miserable. He was old and empty, and his relationship with his stepdaughter was also strained. , even sending living expenses had to be transferred from his hands.

"Then let's go together. I just made this brown sugar glutinous rice cake, and I want to give it to Weiwei to taste." Zhang Junwan walked briskly, wanting to quickly share it with her new good friend.

Zhao Qingze:......

Brother Qingze is taller than Brother Qingze, so why don’t you ask him to try it? ! It’s not that I haven’t eaten it before, but I am curious about what the brown sugar glutinous rice cake made by Jun Wan tastes like.

"By the way, why did your cousin send money to Weiwei? Do you want you to hand it over?" Zhang Junwan responded, "Are you relatives? I've never heard of it."

"My cousin and Weiwei's mother are lovers." Zhao Qingze explained to Zhang Junwan in a low voice and quickly.

Zhang Junwan's peach blossom eyes widened uncontrollably, "Then aren't you Weiwei's uncle?"

"Keep your voice down," Zhao Qingze was startled and quickly looked around, "You must never mention it in front of Weiwei, okay?"

"Why?" Zhang Junwan tilted her head. Is there anything I shouldn't mention?

"Because, my cousin is my stepfather..." Zhao Qingze's thick eyelashes moved up and down.

"Oh my god..." Zhang Junwan looked at Zhao Qingze with sympathy, "You really can't mention it, otherwise, if you are slightly angry, you will be thrown out."

Zhao Qingze looked helpless. Comrade Wei Wei was a reasonable person, how could he do such a rude thing.

But...he really didn't dare to mention it. The power of kicking down the door when he saw it for the first time was still lingering in his head.

"Otherwise, you give me the money and I will give it to you." Zhang Junwan suddenly thought of this good idea.

"I still have something to discuss with Comrade Wei Wei." Zhao Qingze thought of the letter written by his cousin and asked him to ask Comrade Wei Wei to teach him the boxing skills passed down by the Zhao family.

Could it be that if he practices, he will be as skilled as Comrade Wei Wei in the future?

With this secret expectation, he naturally refused to hand over the money to Zhang Junwan. Without this reason for giving money, he would not have the nerve to talk to Comrade Wei Wei.

The door of the Wei family is always open, but it is rare for Zhang Junwan and Zhao Qingze to come together.

Wei Wei put down the mechanical ball in her hand. It happened that she had something to tell Zhao Qingze. He would do it himself, which would save Wei Wei trouble.

"Weiwei, I tried a small dessert today, please try it." Zhang Junwan looked forward to it.

Wei Wei took a closer look, moved his index finger, and reached out to take out a book from the pile of cookbooks copied by Xiao Yi beside him, "This is for you."

Zhang Junwan took it and took a look, as if he had found a treasure. When he recovered from the excitement, his eyes were uncontrollably glued to the pile of books on the table, unable to pull them out. He had long forgotten about the movie.

Wei Wei faced Zhao Qingze and said, "You came just in time. I have something to ask you."

"You can ask whatever you want," Zhao Qingze said, taking out the envelope for Wei Wei from his pocket, "but I also have something to ask Comrade Wei."

Wei Wei glanced at it and saw that the interface was completely sealed before taking the letter from Zhao Qingze. He thought there was either a letter written by Wei Mingyue or the money he sent.

"Let's talk about your business first." Wei Wei wanted to tell Zhao Qingze that she must be involved as well.

"I want to learn the Zhao family's boxing skills from Comrade Wei, but Comrade Wei is not willing to teach me?" Zhao Qingze clenched his hands and hung them at his sides, nervously waiting for Wei Wei's decision.

"Okay, but do you only need to learn boxing or do you practice basic skills together?"

"You have to practice," Zhao Qingze replied directly without thinking.

"Well, it's my turn now," Wei Wei turned the oval mechanical ball, "Excuse me, last time Xiao Xiao and I came to you to learn medical knowledge. Later, I told you to continue teaching Xiao Xiao How was the result of the class?"

Zhao Qingze hesitated: ...

That would be too difficult. The next day after you give up, Xiao Xiao will find excuses not to come...

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The blue sky, a wisp of white clouds winding like a ribbon, the breeze blowing on my face, such a pleasant moment, but I am stuck at home reading a book!

On the table in front of Xiao Xiao, a book was spread out and placed quietly. He didn't turn a page for a long time, and he was completely out of his mind.

In the upper left corner of the table is a plate of mung bean cake made by Xiao's mother, and a can of tea. The mung bean cake is used to relieve Xiao Xiao's anger, and the tea is refreshing, full of maternal love.

Father Xiao had a smile on his lips and happy brows. When he came in, he saw Xiao Xiao with distracted eyes. He was sitting there pretending, his mind was obviously not on the book, and it was rare that he didn't get angry.

Putting the pass that he had intercepted from his eldest daughter in his pocket on Xiao Xiao's desk, "Smile..." Xiao's father said to regain Xiao Xiao's consciousness.

Xiao Xiao suddenly came back to his senses, his heart was pounding, it was over, and his father caught him while he was distracted, so that's okay.

Staring at the machine shop pass on the table, he anxiously waited for Father Xiao's censure. After all, his father's love had disappeared since he grew up.

Unexpectedly, Father Xiao was surprisingly easy to talk to today.

"Smile," Father Xiao clicked on the ID on the table, "This is your boss's pass. You can bring it to her later. By the way, don't come back recently. Live directly over there to save me from seeing you. Just get angry."

Xiao Xiao speculated incredulously about Xiao's father. His tone was calm and there was a smile on his lips. What happened today? Aren't you usually so angry every time you catch him working as a foreigner?

Strangely, the sun came out in the west.

"Then shall I go?" Xiao Xiao asked tentatively.

"Well, go ahead and bring your college textbooks with you." There was pity in Father Xiao's eyes. He was reluctant to do it himself. He would feel unbearable if he saw it, but if he couldn't see Xiao Xiao's miserable condition, he wouldn't feel bad.

Xiao Xiao hesitantly put the book into his bag, put one in it, and took a peek at Xiao's father. What should he do? If his hands and feet were weak, there was always a sign of impending disaster.

Xiao Xiao, who was full of anxiety, thought of Wei Wei and went to hide next door to Sister Wei. Even if something happened, Sister Wei would never leave her alone.

"Don't forget the pass on the table." Father Xiao reminded him in a friendly voice. Xiao Xiao was sure that his father must have taken the wrong medicine today. This was not normal.

Xiao Xiao stuffed the pass into his pocket, held the book, and walked out of the house hesitantly.

With a mysterious smile on his face, Father Xiao looked at Xiao Xiao, the silly roe deer, and turned around step by step to step into the trap laid out by Father Xiao.