Resurrection Patriarch. Justin Howard

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Название Resurrection Patriarch
Автор произведения Justin Howard
Жанр Языкознание
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isbn 9783754186749



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      Xiaofei, is this your ability to be hired by the government as a consultant?

      Gao Jingfei nodded to his father and said:

      Yes, of course, this is only one of my abilities, I also have other aspects such as martial arts, such as this!

      As he said that, he took out a playing card from his pocket, and in the blink of an eye, with a flick of his finger, the card was embedded on the white wall opposite the main room.

      This old-fashioned stucco wall can only be seen in some old houses in rural areas. Most of the houses built after the early 2000s are wallpaper or latex paint.

      Because of the age, the paint and putty have become loose due to humidity. Not only did the playing cards stick into the wall by an inch, but also a piece of wall covering the size of a copper coin fell off.

      Is this a hidden weapon?

      Gao Wenbin was surprised, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart, because martial arts or something was very attractive to a middle-aged man from the army.

      But seeing the damaged wall, the thought of being diligent and thrifty and housekeeping came up again, and turned around and reprimanded his son:

      You kid, you want to show us the flying cards, and I don't know how to find other targets. Look at this wall, you have to repair it?

      Gao Jingfei smiled shyly and said, "Dad, look at this wall in our house, it hasn't been repaired in 1989, and it's almost rotten. Why don't we repair it together with the bathroom and toilet."

      Gao Jingkun also blew the wind and said:

      That's right, Uncle. You can see that most of the other families in the village built their houses a few years ago, and a dozen others have built small western-style buildings. Now that Xiaofei can make money, you and your aunt should also enjoy the happiness of your children and grandchildren!

      Gao Wenbin was still rubbing his chin and thinking about whether to repair the house. As a virtuous helper to the head of the family, Dong Aiwan, who usually takes care of small things, heard Gao Jingkun's words and had an association in her heart. She immediately slapped the table and scared three men. Jump.

      Xiu, let's repair this old house well, and let Aunt Li and the sixth sister-in-law have a look. Our Gao family is also going to be prosperous.

      It is rare to see his mother so bold, Gao Jingfei knows that this is because the rural women with three aunts and six wives in the village usually like to talk about the right and wrong of other people's families, but his own father is an outsider who came here later, and he has an upright personality and does not like to talk to him. The temperament of people arguing, although not being bullied in major matters, but in trivial matters, my mother has been a little angry over the years, but she can only hold it in her heart.

      This time, with this million excuses, he must be proud of himself.

      Gao Jingfei originally wanted to be filial to his parents, so he naturally supported his mother even more.

      That's right, Mom is right. I have not heard much of the gossip of the women in the village as a junior. Our family has been keeping a low profile for so many years, it's time to show the strength of my Gao family! By the way, let your mother vent your anger, and let those who chew their tongues be envious!

      Dong Aiwan immediately hugged her eldest son and kissed her on the head.

      Really my good son!

      Then she turned around and scolded her husband:

      Gao Wenbin, tell me about you, I have been married to you for so many years, and I have been ostracized by this village since I returned home. I think I, Dong Aiwan, was at home in the first 20 years, although I could not say that I was the eldest daughter, it was also my father's love and mother's love, brother. We all take care of you, but you are not spared by those mother-in-laws. If you don’t repair this house today, I will go back to my parents’ house to serve my parents.

      As for you, huh, the old lady won't serve you anymore

      Chapter 90 Dad wants to practice martial arts too

      The so-called wealth and honor do not return to their hometowns are like walking in brocade clothes at night, and Gao Jingfei also does not want his parents to live in an old and damp old house all the time.

      He is well aware of his mother's family status at home, and his father and uncle are both virtuous. The good thing is to be diligent and thrifty, and the bad thing is to be a little stingy. Of course, it's just being stingy with yourself, living frugally, and helping friends and relatives if you can.

      If you want to solve the father, you must first talk to the mother.

      Because the Dong family is a big family, the grandfather's family has fewer children, only two sons and one daughter, so the mother of the youngest daughter has been favored since she was a child. He has a good temper and a bright personality. He can do all kinds of farm work and housework. He also saves face for his father in front of outsiders.

      To be able to marry such a virtuous and beautiful daughter-in-law, as a poor boy who came from the north to work hard, it was too late for my father to love her, so my mother decided what to do at home, as long as it didn't violate the principle, it would be fine. Inseparable from ten can become.

      Having figured this out, Gao Jingfei firmly hugged his mother's thigh, feeling that he was no longer afraid of being a die-hard dad.

      Sure enough, after listening to his wife's words, Gao Wenbin wilted like an eggplant beaten by Shuang.

      He also understands that his daughter-in-law and him have been wronged all these years, but he is stupid and can't quarrel with those women, and then he simply slaps the table and says:

      Then fix it. I will go to the town tomorrow to find a clay tile master to ask for the price, and then I will buy the cement sand first.

      Gao Jingfei was afraid that his father would be used to saving money, so he finally came up with a simplified version of the decoration plan, which was not as effective as the old dormitory of the last century in their school, so it would be a waste of money, so he prepared to add another fire and said:

      Dad, I'll send you a few photos on my phone later, and we'll take care of them. These are all modern and minimalist designs I've been looking for. They look decent and easy to take care of, but don't fix that European style. And the Chinese-style four dislikes come out, not to mention how much money is spent, and it looks awkward as nondescript.

      When Gao Wenbin heard that the money was low, he immediately became interested, and said to his son, "Then send me the photo, and then I will find more people to ask.

      Then he thought of something, and asked his son and nephew:

      Both of you brothers have now become members of the new department. Is it related to Xiaofei's ability to learn these skills?

      He was born in the army and worked in an agency for two years. If nothing else, he is still very sensitive to some of the government's measures.

      Gao Jingfei looked at his elder brother, meaning to let him explain.

      Gao Jingkun did not shirk, and said directly to the second uncle and his wife:

      In fact, you may have heard that there is always heavy fog in some news recently. In fact, the world is undergoing an unknown change, and the country does not know whether this change is good or bad. It can only deal with it properly. .

      As for what kind of change, in common words, there are signs all over the world. Those things that were once thought to be feudal superstitions are now slowly recovering, so Xiaofei can practice such skills.

      Gao Jingkun only selectively revealed some things to the second uncle and his wife, but concealed the dangerous situation of the fog incident, so as not to worry them.

      Listening to his nephew, Gao Wenbin needless to say, even Dong Aiwan, a rural woman who only graduated from junior high school, understood the seriousness of the