Everyone Knows I’m a Good Man

Aunt Ji was still confused when she saw Ji Changze say something to Grandma Ji, then turned around and picked up two little girls from the back of the motorcycle riding two other soldiers.

She froze.

The people next to me were also wondering: "What's going on? Why did you bring two children back?"

"These two kids seem to have something wrong with their legs."

"Shall we go take a look?"

Aunt Ji San and her mother also frowned and stared at the two children from a distance. The more they looked at them, the more they frowned: "Daughter, why do they look like four-year-olds and five-year-olds?"

If it’s not like, then it’s her four and five.

Aunt Ji burst into tears and her mind went blank. She ran directly to her two daughters without caring about anything. She knelt down and looked at them with trembling hands: "What's going on? What are you wearing? Legs." What’s wrong? Why are you so thin?”

Grandma Ji had just listened to her grandson's brief explanation of what happened, and now her eyes were red when she saw what the mother and daughter wanted to see: "Take the child back first, it's too hot outside, and then it will make the child uncomfortable."

Ji Changze picked up one of the children, and Aunt Ji quickly picked up the other carefully. Feeling that her eight-year-old daughter weighed less than she did when she was five, she cried even harder.

The person she was hugging was her sister, Mantou. As long as she could remember, Mantou had rarely been hugged so cherished by others. She vaguely remembered that her uncle and aunt also hugged them when they first met them. Unfortunately, she was later carried out of the Ji family. After getting out of sight, he put them on the ground and asked them to leave on their own.

Later, he was sold to human traffickers and sent to a begging organization. Since these people can break the legs of children to control them, they naturally do not have such leisure and gentleness.

Later, it was Ji Changze who claimed to be their brother.

His body was clean and there seemed to be a scent of soap locust. When he picked them up, he was careful to avoid their injured legs and was gentle and gentle.

Aunt Ji, like him, also moved slowly and slowly, as if she was afraid of scaring them.

She knew that the child who was sent out at such a young age would probably not remember her, and she was afraid that her daughter would not recognize her, so she tried her best to talk to her gently with a choked voice: "I am mother, do you still remember me? When you were children, Very clingy, mom always calls me after me, and helps me get things. When I go to work, you guys sit under the tree and play by yourself, remember? "

She didn’t remember the steamed buns she was talking about, but she seemed to be able to imagine the scene through her mother’s description.

Because the two girls who had been sent out well were now in a state of embarrassment and with broken legs, the atmosphere of the Ji family's return was very heavy. Although others wanted to go up and find out what was going on, seeing them like this, they didn't go up at this time. Excuse me, I just stretched my neck and watched them go away with a look of puzzlement and curiosity.

At this time, the effect of Ji Changze's shout when he got out of the car appeared.

No one thought wildly, "Did Ji Changze get into trouble again?" Instead, they all made guesses based on the current situation.

"Those are Si Ya and Wu Ya, right? The Ji family gave them to others to raise two girls before. I remember they were the daughters of the third wife."

"It seems so. Their appearance doesn't seem to have changed much. They are darker and thinner. What are they wearing? Isn't the family that took them away rich? Why did they just wear these clothes?"

"The leg is also broken, and it's still clamped with a wooden board. What's going on?"

Not only did they have questions, the Ji family members who hurried back after hearing the news were also confused when they looked at Si Ya Wu Ya, who was thin and frail and covered with scars.

"What's going on?"

Seeing that her younger siblings were wiping the faces of the two girls, Aunt Ji quickly went up to help. Uncle Ji didn't know what was going on and subconsciously looked at his third brother. Uncle Ji looked at his two daughters who had obviously suffered a lot, with an expression on his face. He was as blue as ever.

Ji Changze stood up and told the story.

The Ji family immediately became angry.

"What the hell!! When we took Siya and Wuya away, we promised to treat them as our biological daughters. Is this how they treat their biological daughters?"

"If you don't want four or five, just give it back to us!! Why are you doing this to two children!!"

Uncle Ji, who was always honest, stood up suddenly with a dark face, picked up the hoe in the corner and walked out: "You son of a bitch!! I'll kill them!!!"

Seeing his brother like this, Uncle Ji followed him without thinking: "Third brother! I'll go with you!!"

"Second and third uncles don't have to go. They have already sent me to the police station. They will have to stay there for at least a few years before I can come out."

Ji Changze shouted and stopped his two uncles: "The most important thing now is to cure Siya and Wuya's leg injuries. They are young and have not yet been finalized, so they should be able to be cured."

The two girls, who had been sitting quietly and letting Aunt Ji's second and third aunt wipe their faces, held hands tightly. When they found out that the Ji family did not dislike them, but their faces were filled with distress, and they were even willing to find someone to settle the score for them. After that, their bodies that had been tense since entering a strange place slowly relaxed.

Ji Changze turned around, touched their heads, and asked in a low voice: "Does Si Ya and Wu Ya have names?"

"have……"

Si Ya was more courageous than her sister. She took a careful look at her brother and then said timidly: "My name is Steamed Bun, and her name is Rice Porridge."

Steamed bun? Rice porridge?

This name is a bit hasty even in the eyes of the Ji family, who still call their daughters Ya, Er, Ya and San Ya.

It was rare for Grandma Ji to be gentle towards people other than her grandchildren. She softened her voice and asked her two granddaughters in a soft voice: "Who got these two names for you?"

Steamed Bun shrank a little, but after taking a look at Ji Changze, he felt less afraid and whispered, "That's what I thought."

"Hey, the four of us, no, our steamed buns are really smart, and we can even pick out names. Your sisters were not as smart as you when they were your age." Grandma Ji suddenly felt excited when she heard that it was her idea. Bravely.

"Then let's eat steamed buns and rice porridge in the evening. Grandma will make big white steamed buns and white rice porridge for you. Then kill a chicken, two chicken legs for each of you today. We will make chicken soup for the remaining chicken tomorrow. Our steamed buns and rice You should be rewarded for being so good."

Facts have proved that her years of life have not been in vain. With just a few words, the two granddaughters, who were still nervous at first, relaxed their vigilance and looked closer to her, a loving grandmother.

"Come on, from the second child's house, you go boil some water and prepare a bath for Steamed Bun Rice Congee. From the third child's house, go and find if there are any clothes at home for a girl as big as Steamed Bun Rice Congee. If not, go and get them. The egg is exchanged with the next door."

Grandma Ji smiled, not as heavy as others, but with a very relaxed look: "Steamed buns and rice porridge, be good, take a warm bath comfortably in a while, and after the bath, your hair will be dry." After dinner, grandma will cook for you. Tomorrow, I will take you to the city to buy nice clothes. "

Seeing her two granddaughters nodding, she looked at Aunt Ji who was standing there blankly: "Second brother, what are you doing standing there? Why don't you bring steamed buns and rice porridge to take a bath? Second brother, you go for a run." Come on, bring Dr. Liu over to look at the legs of our rice porridge buns. Third child, you go to the captain and ask for leave. Tomorrow you and your wife will go to the city with me to buy clothes. "

Obviously, the expressions of the two girls became more relaxed after they discovered that Grandma Ji, who looked kindly to them, was giving orders to the rest of the Ji family with the attitude of "I am the boss of the family and everyone must obey me."

Rather than being overwhelmed by the whole family being nice to them, the two sisters, who have lived outside for a long time, are more accustomed to having a boss (Grandma Ji) commanding everyone to be nice to them in a strong manner.

They obediently were carried away one by one by Aunt Ji, and their expressions were no longer as hasty as before.

In the little child's heart, it is obvious that Aunt Ji listens to Grandma Ji's words. Since Grandma Ji asked her to take good care of them, this strange second Aunt will definitely not go against her will.

After seeing the two girls being carried away, Grandma Ji breathed out.

Ji Changze, who had already understood clearly next to her, gave her a thumbs up and let out a wave of rainbow farts: "Miscellaneous, as expected of you, you are really good at it."

"Of course, I can always coax children, as long as I want, there is no child that I can't coax."

As she spoke, she glanced at her son and daughter-in-law who were still out of state, and frowned in disgust: "Okay, why are you still standing there? Why don't you just do what I just said!"

"Ah, okay, okay..."

The second generation of the Ji family then hurriedly left.

With Grandma Ji taking the lead, Ji Changze also relaxed. In the evening, the family sat in the yard, steamed buns and rice porridge on chairs with backrests to prevent them from sitting unsteadily due to their injured legs.

Grandma Ji was still partial at the dinner table this time, but the favored object changed from Ji Changze to the two granddaughters who had just returned home.

"Here, one chicken drumstick for each person. Grandma stewed this drumstick with potatoes. It tastes good. It's especially delicious when paired with steamed buns."

Ji Changze took a steamed bun to eat. He saw his uncles and aunts all staring at them as if they were afraid that the steamed buns and rice porridge would run away in the blink of an eye. He didn't even notice that the two little girls who had just returned home were being stared at by them. Stiff and afraid to move.

He swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth and advised: "Uncle and aunt, hurry up and eat. After eating, I will tell you about what I did in the research institute."

After finishing picking up chicken legs for her poor granddaughter, Grandma Ji glared at her son and daughter-in-law: "Why are you so stunned? Eat quickly. If you don't want to eat, go out and work for me."

Grandma Ji's prestige at home is not ordinary. As soon as she spoke, the four of them hurriedly ate the rice porridge in their bowls, no matter how much they wanted to stare at it.

The two white-washed girls also put on clean clothes. Each of them had two pigtails braided. They were dressed like the city girls they had envied before. The girl looked at the chicken drumsticks brought to her bowl and swallowed her saliva. , I want to eat but don’t dare.

When he carefully looked up at the people on the table and found that no one else had noticed them but were eating their own food, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bowl and started eating without raising his head.

When they bit into the tender chicken leg meat, their eyes became hot, and big tears fell silently into the rice porridge.

The chicken legs are so delicious.

It turns out this is what it feels like to be at home.

It turned out that their family members also cared about them and were willing to give them their only two chicken legs.

Ji Changze found two little girls crying while eating. He didn't make a sound and just ate his food silently. Brother Jun and the police who were left to eat were sitting at the table that Grandma Ji had set up for them.

At this moment, they all looked at Ji Changze with the same goal.

The military buddies want to make sure that the person they protect is under their noses at all times, while the police are simply curious about what kind of state this boss who can make so many good things is like at home.

Ji Changze ate three or four large white steamed buns in one go, and drank three large bowls of porridge before putting down his chopsticks. Before they could say, "Comrade Ji is really good at eating," Ji Changze went to the kitchen and took two more steamed buns. Finished chewing.

After finishing eating, he ran to the big vat at the door of the kitchen to take a look. After reading it, he asked regretfully: "Nai, why do we only have so much rice? This is not enough for me to eat for a week."

A police comrade who just got up to put down the dishes glanced at the rice vat subconsciously: "..."

This rice is enough for him to eat for several months, but it is not enough for Comrade Ji to eat for a week? Comrade Ji, this is so edible.

I discovered another difference between geniuses and ordinary people.

The rest of the Ji family is used to it. After all, Ji Changze is famous for being able to eat but not do anything. He usually tries his best to be lazy. When he is lazy, he eats when he has nothing to do, and when he has nothing to do, he eats. Gradually, his appetite increases. The bigger you get, the more you eat, but you still don’t gain weight.

Grandma Ji, who has always loved her eldest grandson, didn't even think about it: "This year's rice harvest is not good, so this is all I can get. I will go to the city tomorrow, so I will buy some with the remaining food stamps, but there are not many food stamps now, so I probably can't exchange them." How much, can I stew potatoes with my future milk?"

Ji Changze sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Okay then, just eat potatoes. I'll put more fish in the potatoes when you stew them."

I was cherishing the steamed buns and rice porridge that I was eating. When I heard that there was not enough food at home, I stopped my chopsticks hesitantly.

Steamed Bun whispered: "Grandma, I'm full."

Mi Porridge also followed timidly and said: "Rice porridge is full too."

They finally have a home, but they don't want their family to go hungry.

Anyway, when they were begging, they ate very little every day. From now on, they would only eat a little bit every day to save food for the family.

No matter how smart they are, they are just children. An adult can guess what they are thinking at a glance. Seeing the two children sitting obediently and refusing to take another bite, the hearts of the Ji family almost melted into a ball.

Ji Changze strode forward and gave each of the two children a not-so-painful blow to their heads: "What are you thinking? You two have little bird stomachs and you can't eat much even if you're full. The reason why the family doesn't have enough food is because my brother is so good at eating. Hurry up." Eat well. If you don't eat enough, you will get sick easily. If you eat enough, you will grow up faster. If you eat enough and drink enough, you will be able to earn money to buy food when you grow up. "

Seeing that the two children were so confused that they quickly picked up their bowls and continued to eat, Ji Changze leaned against a tree in the center of the yard with a confused look on his face: "Why is there not enough food..."

The military guys who were sitting upright put down their chopsticks when they heard them saying that there was not enough food.

How can we let the chief have no rice to cook?

Such talents should worry about national affairs, scientific research results, and whether they have enough food to eat, then they are derelict in their duties.

"Chief, in addition to your salary, you also get food stamps, and there are quite a lot of them. It's just that your food stamps are sent directly from the capital, so it will take some time. When the food stamps arrive in a few days, you can Don’t worry anymore.”

Ji Changze did not relax his eyebrows because of what they said. He still looked puzzled: "We are obviously very diligent, especially me, who is simply the most diligent person in the village. How come our family still doesn't have enough food to eat?"

Ji family members: "..."

Army brother: "..."

The comrades in the police had only been with Comrade Ji for a short time and did not quite understand the nature of his laziness. They felt quite distressed after hearing these words: "This year is the dry season, so it is normal for the harvest to be poor. There is nothing we can do about it. We ordinary people are originally It depends on the sky.”

Ji Changze: "As expected, we still need artificial rainfall. Where are my tools? By the way, my tools were left at the police station... No, I remember that last year the weather was good, but my family still didn't have enough food."

"This matter is very confusing."

With an expression on his face that said, "I have discovered a mysterious and unsolved mystery," he opened his fingers and counted them one by one: "You see, our family members are all hardworking and have never missed a day, and I often go there. During the tooth festival on the mountain, our family could still catch fish and eat bird eggs, but in the end, we still didn’t have enough food to eat. That’s weird, right?”

"It's so weird, so weird." Ji Changze walked in circles in the yard: "Don't you think I'm a genius? Why can't geniuses even solve this problem? Why are we so diligent, but we still don't have enough to eat."

After hearing what he said, everyone had dark expressions on their faces: "..."

Uncle Ji: "...Maybe, it's just you...cough cough cough!!"

As he was talking, he noticed that his mother was staring at him eagerly, so he quickly changed his words: "That's right, it's just that we ate too much."

"More? Where is the excess? Isn't this the amount for adults? Five or six steamed buns and three bowls of rice porridge."

Others: No, we can't eat that much, only you can eat this amount.

Ji Changze came to a conclusion with a "this is the truth" expression on his face: "So, the rice production is too small."

He sighed: "This year's rice is not good. Why is it so useless? It's just a small harvest. If it can have a bumper harvest, our family won't have to worry about not having enough rice."

other people:"???"

Rice is so innocent! !

People grow it honestly and produce a lot of fruit, but just because you eat too much, you are labeled as "not good".

Isn’t rice shameless?

Even Brother Jun, who has always had a filter for Ji Changze, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. When he was thinking about how to tactfully tell the chief "Don't think about it, you just ate too much" without affecting the chief's face, Just listen to Chief Ji's change of subject.

"So, we have to find a way to breed rice with high yield!!! If ordinary rice can produce 50 kilograms per mu! Then we will breed rice that can produce hundreds of kilograms per mu!!"

These words were so loud that even the military buddies who had never heard of such a thing couldn't help but feel shaken.

If, if such rice can really be cultivated, then the people in China who are still struggling to have enough food and clothing will no longer have to go hungry.

You don’t have to eat hot and spicy food, as long as you can eat enough, as long as you can eat enough.

The military buddies who were happy with the picture of imagining that all Chinese people would no longer have to go hungry were excited: "Chief, you, your idea is really great..."

Ji Changze: "Aha! When it is cultivated, I will eat eight bowls of rice a day!!"

Army brother: "..."

Ji Changze: "I want to eat noodles!! Four bowls!"

The military buddies sat down silently.

Those intense emotions of excitement, admiration, and wanting to see the other person as a great person just seemed to have gone with the wind along with the eight bowls of rice and four bowls of noodles.

Chief, as expected of you.