"Dad, come and see, I have made something good for you!"

The uncle came in and said, "Here's the elbow? He's grown taller! Is this your classmate? Welcome."

My third uncle is a very particular person. He usually likes to wear cloth shoes, and they must be made by the time-honored BJ brand. Every year, he asks colleagues and friends who go on business trips to help bring them.

After putting away the briefcase, he took a look at the pole and touched the paint with his upper hand: "I'm going to criticize you, this thing cost a lot of money, didn't it?"

"As long as your uncle likes it, I promised you that I won't disappoint you." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "This is a gift for family friends. My dad doesn't understand this."

The uncle happily put away the fishing rod: "Grandma and your parents are fine?"

Only then did Zhou Zhi talk to the third wife and her family about family affairs.

The conversation lasted until eleven o'clock, and my uncle became more concerned about Zhi's study and writing.

Seeing that this posture was not over, Cousin An Ran stood up and said, "Zhou Zhi, I have to go. I have to go to work tomorrow. Come with me to have barbecue tomorrow night!"

Zhou Zhi quickly stood up: "Okay, thank you cousin An Ran. I just have something to ask my cousin for."

"What's going on?"

"let's talk tomorrow."

"Okay, Dad, Mom, let's go!"

After cousin An Ran left, Zhou Zhicai said: "How about we talk again tomorrow? It won't delay my uncle and third sister's rest."

"Yes, it's quite tiring to drive all night. Just have a good rest tonight and don't have to get up early tomorrow." After speaking, my uncle's tone became teasing and he said with a smile: "Anyway, we have a role model in the family.

You learn from her."

"dad!"

…

…

Neither Zhou Zhi nor Yang He has the habit of sleeping in. Zhou Zhi has the habit of staying up late in his previous life, and Yang He has been staying up late for a long time. Therefore, although they went to bed at 11 o'clock last night, they were automatically woken up by their biological clock at 6:30.

The two of them lay on the bed without moving, just listening to the sound of their uncle and aunt outside getting up and busy working in and out for a while, then closing the door and going to work.

Zhou Zhi lay there for a while and couldn't bear it any longer: "Monk?"

Yang He lay next to Zhou Zhi: "I woke up a long time ago."

"Hey! Get up!"

The two of them got up and finished washing up, and saw that soy milk, rice porridge, fried dough sticks and steamed buns were already placed on the table.

"There are no pickles..." Zhou Zhi glanced at the breakfast and said, "I'll make some."

After a while, I made a piece of cold shredded radish and said, "I really can't eat it without this."

After breakfast, there was still no movement in cousin An An's bedroom, and Zhou Zhi and Yang He started staring at each other again.

"How about going out for a walk?"

“It’s okay to go shopping.”

"Let's go and find the key."

The key was in the bamboo basket at the door. Zhou Zhi tried several times to find the key to the front door of his house. He took it off, found a rope and tied it around his neck: "Let's go!"

The two of them came downstairs, and the residential area was already very lively, with people buying groceries, doing morning exercises, busy going to work, sending their grandchildren to school...

Yang He saw one or two people walking with dogs, and felt strange: "What are they doing? Are they going to sell the dogs?"

Zhou Zhi almost fainted with laughter, let alone, this Western scenery Jiachuan really doesn't exist now: "That's walking the dog, just raising the dog like a baby, taking it out to play like this every day."

Yang He also found it funny: "This dog keeps bumping into strangers, and I'm afraid it won't bark anymore, so how can it look after the house?"

At this time, the two little Pekingese met and started barking wildly. The two dog friends quickly hugged their respective dogs. For a while, the people said hello, and the dogs started barking wildly.

Yang He couldn't help but shook his head and exclaimed: "The city is lively."

The two of them continued to walk around the community without finding anything interesting, and finally walked into the free market and walked around.

When Yang He saw the pork on the chopping board, he despised it: "The bone marrow is still red, and the designated flavor has not yet developed."

Then he saw the live chicken next to him: "White hair and yellow legs, foreign chicken."

This caused the butcher next to them to glare at them.

Zhou Zhi hurriedly pulled Yang He out and walked to the bicycle shed. An aunt with a red sleeve band blocked the way: "Stop!"

"Uh, hello, aunt, are you okay?"

Yang He pulled Zhou Zhi's clothes, and Zhou Zhi discovered that aunts with red sleeves magically appeared in three directions.

He was surrounded!

"I've been staring at you all morning. What have you been doing?"

"Auntie, we are here to visit relatives."

"Huh, relative? Why are you sneaking around so early in the morning?"

The aunt on the side said: "Ask them which building they are in!"

"Which building do your relatives live in?"

"Uh...monk, how many buildings are there?"

"You don't know?" Yang He was shocked: "Then you take me out for a walk?!"

"Uh, I forgot to note the building number when my sister was showing me the way yesterday... twenty-three... or twenty-five?"

"Two young men, come with us." The aunts looked even more unkind.

"Wait a minute!" Zhou Zhi suddenly thought of a good way to go home and wake up his cousin: "You guys in the joint defense must know my third wife!"

"Your mistress?"

"Su Xiuxia from Sanshou District Police Station!"

"Director Su? Hahaha, then you guys are in trouble. Director Su knows everyone here, so that's good, come with us to the institute."

"You don't have to go to the institute, go to home! My cousin An An is at home during the holidays, she can testify!"

"Walk!"

"Uh... I only remember it was on the fourth floor, I don't remember which building."

"Come among us! Don't even think about escaping!"

Zhou Zhi’s goal was quickly achieved. My cousin, with her hair disheveled and wearing pajamas, yawned while sleepily thanking the aunts who came downstairs: "Thank you, Aunt Liu, Aunt Li...ah - I didn’t even know they ran out."

...Thank you!"

The aunt also replied: "Thieves are also celebrating the New Year these days, so bicycles must be locked. And my daughter, it's time to get up!"

"OK--"

After seeing the aunts off, my cousin turned around and walked toward her bedroom as if she was sleepwalking. Zhou Zhi grabbed her and said, "Don't fall asleep when you're up."

My cousin squeezed her eyes hard, her expression was like a dumpling on the table, as if it was difficult to open her eyes: "You slept so late last night... you guys got up too early..."

"Sister, let's go find my cousin."

"What...why are you looking for him?"

"Ask him to make something."

"Wait!"

After waiting for a long time, my cousin finished cleaning up and took Zhou Zhi and Yang He to the auto repair shop.

As the owner of TEPCO's auto repair shop, everything from the oversized trucks that transport large rotors, to the buses that pick up and drop off employees in the factory, to the cars of the leaders, are all within the business scope of the auto repair shop.

"What are you doing here?"

"Cousin, only you can come to this thing."

"what?"

Zhou Zhi opened her schoolbag and took out a picture book: "This."

My cousin frowned when he saw it: "What are you talking about? Why are you still looking at it in lumps?"

"Do you believe it or not? It's my invention!"

"I can't understand..." My cousin stared at the notebook for a long time: "Forget it, just say, I will draw it!"

Zhou Zhi began to introduce: "This thing is actually very simple. It is a bracket that can help wheelchairs go up and down stairs."

"This bracket has two tank-like tracks, which can be stowed behind the wheelchair. When going down the stairs, it can be opened to a certain angle, and then the wheelchair can be placed in a semi-lying position for the rider, so that the track can be used to transport the rider.

Going up and down the stairs.”

At this point, my cousin has already moved: "This is a good idea! It just needs to add a ratchet. If you let go, the wheelchair will automatically brake and won't slide down the stairs... Well, no, this only solves the problem of pulling the wheelchair up the stairs.

The braking problem at that time could not be solved when pushing down... I had to switch to a hand-controlled disc brake..."

Then Zhou Zhi stared dumbfoundedly as the outline of a wheelchair and the drawing of the bracket were swishly taking shape in the hands of cousin An Ran, quite like a Leonardo da Vinci manuscript.
To be continued...