The daily life of the foster brother who catches a beauty in 60

The old man didn't say hello in advance, and didn't wait for Zhong Hansong to pay the money and tickets. He went back to Xia Ye's home alone, mainly because he thought the meal was almost ready and he had to go back.

As for how his eldest son moved the sewing machine back, that was his business. The semiconductor was taken away directly by the old man.

There was no door-to-door delivery service at this time. The sewing machine had a big iron lump and was unimaginably heavy. Zhong Hansong had no choice but to go to the Public Security Bureau to borrow a car first.

It was noon at the Public Security Bureau. The two people on duty here were very enthusiastic when they saw the sudden return of the former director. After a few words of greeting, Zhong Hansong drove out of the Public Security Bureau.

Although the old man walked back first, the speed of the four-wheeled car was quite fast, and he almost reached home with Mr. Zhong in front and back.

There was another sensation in Xia Ye's family this time. You must know that they only bought a sewing machine a year ago, so why did they buy another one now?

At the door, Xia Ye also stood in front of Mr. Zhong.

"Old man, did you buy this sewing machine?"

The old man was extremely proud, raised his face and nodded, looking a bit arrogant.

"Tsk, the old man is very good and can even use a sewing machine. But even if you have full plans, you will only stay here for two more months. How will you take such a big addition back to Beijing when you return to the city?"

Xia Ye almost said that Mr. Zhong was a prodigal.

"What are you thinking about? How can I use this toy? I bought it for your family. I usually use it to make clothes for little Mingyuan. I can't let the little guy call me 'Grandpa' in vain. Hurry up and go home. , I asked the taste, is the fish burnt? "

Xia Ye was stunned. What was going on? I gave a sewing machine as a gift...

The one Qi Yunjing bought and the one owned by Mr. Zhong were both of the same brand. Even though the previous one was bought more than half a year ago, Xia Ye cherished it so much that there didn't seem to be much difference between the two.

"Old man, come here, let me show you something."

Xia Ye greeted the old man and entered the back room. He walked to the sewing machine and lifted the curtain. Then Mr. Zhong stopped talking.

What kind of family does it have? There are bicycles, watches, and sewing machines. I just bought the semiconductor inside and outside.

There are all kinds of things in the summer night space, including semiconductors and televisions, as well as those that fit the era.

Qi Yunjing bought this sewing machine secretly. If he had told Xia Ye in advance, he would never have spent the money.

Now Mr. Zhong is doing this too.

"Old man, I already have this thing at home. Why don't you take a look at it? I just brought it back and see if you can return it or give it to someone else. This will cost a lot of money. Do you think this is reasonable? "

Mr. Zhong also has a very stubborn temper. If he wants to be good to someone, he has to devote himself to it and does not allow others to refuse.

"Return whatever you want. One can be used for 1, 3, 5, and 5, and the other can be used for 2, 4, 6, or so. Anyway, the items are given to you. You can do with them as you like. It is impossible to return them."

Xia Ye felt like she had met her opponent. She couldn't do anything against this old man. Who could put two sewing machines and play with each other?

It is said that rabbits follow the roots without a tail. This is a rough saying, but Zhong Hansong followed suit. When my father bought a sewing machine, he simply spent all his money on cloth.

This was all divided by the work unit, and part of it was a reward for meritorious service when he was injured. I originally planned to give it to Zhou Ling along with his salary when he returned home this time, but there was an unpleasant incident because Mr. Zhong’s medicine was changed. , Zhong Hansong also forgot about this.

Just in time, his own father gave Xia Ye a sewing machine, so he followed suit and bought fabrics for everyone.

"Brother and sister, you put these fabrics away and make whatever you see fit. I'm not good at picking. You also have these fabrics. These tickets are all special and there is no time limit."

The corner of Xia Ye's mouth twitched wildly. This 'brother and sister' was called so smoothly, and there was really no embarrassment at all, but she, Xia Ye, couldn't adapt to it.

"Uncle Zhong, this won't work. I can't have these..."

Of course Xia Ye has no shortage of fabrics, but after living in a big environment for a long time, Xia Ye also knows how precious these fabrics are.

Why is there the birth of tickets at this time? Of course, productivity is insufficient and not proportional to demand. Things can only be produced in so much quantity, so they can only be limited. Many things cannot be bought without tickets, even if you have money.

But as soon as he said the rejection, Mr. Zhong was unhappy again.

"I haven't told you yet. He's a generation behind. He's young and his memory is not good at all. Call him brother!"

Okay, this brain circuit is not on the same line. As soon as he spoke, the sewing machine and fabrics were carried into the room, while Mr. Zhong was busy getting the dishes and chopsticks from the table.

He could smell it. The little girl cooked the lunch meal herself, and it tasted amazing.

I don't know how Xia Ye cooks. Even the chefs in state-owned restaurants can't keep up. The food cooked by Qi Yunjing is also very good, but it is still inferior to Xia Ye.

Zhong Hansong stayed here for three days, and left for his workplace on the evening of the third day. As for Mr. Zhong, he felt comfortable staying here on Xia Ye.

Mr. Zhong had planned to live here forever, but he didn't owe anything, but he still secretly found connections to buy a house and get his registered permanent residence.

Although there is no dedicated real estate department, some houses with house photos can still be bought and sold.

Of course, Xia Ye didn't know about all this. The old man bought such a big sewing machine, so he had to prepare some kind of gift in return.

After much thought, Xia Ye took out a chessboard and chess set from the space.

Xia Ye bought this from the little old man. She liked it very much, and now she was ready to give it to Mr. Zhong.

This is indeed what he likes. When Mr. Zhong saw this jade chessboard and chess pieces, he couldn't put it down.

He could refuse anything else with dignity, but as soon as this thing was put in front of his eyes, Mr. Zhong's words of rejection were stuck in his throat.

The little girl is very bad, so she calculated that she couldn't bear to refuse.

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Facing two almost identical sewing machines, Xia Ye had a headache. All she could think about was to see if Sister Qi wanted one. His family had a large population, so it would be much more convenient to have a sewing machine.

Sister-in-law Qi asked for the boss chair and sewing machine without any hesitation.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to get all the money until the end of the year."

Xia Ye didn't care, and she didn't refuse the fifty yuan that Sister-in-law Qi gave her first, which was considered a deposit.

The sewing machine Qi Yunjing bought had a different meaning, so Xia Ye couldn't give it to anyone, so the one he sold was the one Mr. Zhong bought later.