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Chapter Eleven(2/2)

"Brother, we brothers haven't seen each other for seven years. Don't treat me like a helpless Adou. I'm making progress every day."

"..." Zhou Bingyi was suddenly confused by Suning's words. Then he looked at the rice, flour, grains and oils in front of the bus, and looked at Suning doubtfully again and asked, "Bingkun, you have to go up the mountain every time."

Do you bring so many things?”

"Yes! Being a monk does not necessarily mean you have everything. In order to make Guangming feel more comfortable in Beitun Temple, it is not too important for us to bring our own dry food."

"Bingkun, I really didn't expect that one day you would become a warm man."

"Haha, brother, are you praising me or hurting me?"

Soon the bus that the Zhou family was riding in stopped smoothly. At this time, the monks from Beitong Temple who had been agreed in advance were already waiting at the foot of the mountain. The rice, flour, grain and oil brought by Suning were naturally carried by the monks from Beitong Temple. At this time, Zhou Zhigang

With a surprised look on his face, he followed the monks from Beitong Temple up the mountain, and also met Zheng Juan's natal brother Guangming at Beitong Temple on the mountain...

This time Zhou Zhigang didn't stay long when he went home to celebrate the Spring Festival. On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, he got on the train again and went to Chongqing. But this time, Zhou Zhigang felt even more reluctant. After all, he had three adorable little ones at home.

The grandchildren, not to mention the reluctant look that Li Suhua looked at him, were all a heavy blow to the heart of the steely straight man Zhou Zhigang.

Brothers Suning and Zhou Bingyi put Zhou Zhigang on the train together. Until the direct train to Chongqing slowly moved away and disappeared, Suning and Zhou Bingyi turned and left the platform, "Bingkun, we rely on you to take care of our mother."

, stop thinking about what is there and what is not.”

"Brother, then you should work hard in the workplace, and our family will rely on you to honor our ancestors." Suning was indeed envious of Zhou Bingyi's career development, and naturally he sincerely yearned for him.

"Bingkun, actually last year our leader wanted to recommend me to go to college, but I later rejected him." Looking at the mature younger brother in front of him, Zhou Bingyi explained to Suning with a smile.

"It's right to refuse! If you really have the resume of a worker, peasant, and soldier college student, your future career will be restricted." Thinking of the unpopularity of worker, peasant, and soldier college students in later generations, Suning was very grateful for Zhou Bingyi's decisive refusal.

"Huh? Who did you hear these things from? It can't be that kid Cai Xiaoguang, right?" Zhou Bingyi looked at his younger brother in surprise, not expecting that Suning would have such a keen sense of smell.

"No! I heard some leaders talking in the guest house, saying that the energy of workers, peasants and soldiers college students is not studying at all." At this time, Suning had already thought of a good excuse.

"Eh? Bingkun, don't eavesdrop on your leaders' conversations in the future. Such an influence will be really bad for you." Zhou Bingyi immediately tightened his face and scolded his brother.

"Okay! I understand."
Chapter completed!
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