Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 892 Teacher Xu
Just when Zhang Chong looked towards Pengpeng, the girl suddenly shivered and lowered her head.

Zhang Zhong's heart ached, could it be that Pengpeng was resistant to this matter?
But it's not easy to talk about it at the table now, he thought about finding a time to have a good chat with Pengpeng.

At the same time, Zhang Zhong also began to reflect on himself.

Indeed, with Xu Yuhan, he has always been based on his own feelings, and he has never asked Peng Peng how he feels.

He was also asking himself, if Pengpeng was against this matter, would he not marry Xu Yuhan?

The answer is of course impossible.

But if Pengpeng had conflicts, he and Xu Yuhan would definitely feel bad about it.

……

After eating a meal for more than two hours, the two old men were happier and drank totteringly.

Hu Huifang and Cao Ruixia also drank some wine, but they were both in normal condition.

After eating, Xu Wenxuan and the others didn't go back, Zhang Zhong directly took them back to his home.

The two old men slept all afternoon, and the two mothers chatted hand in hand in the living room all afternoon.

Zhang Zhong was busy pouring water and tea for them, and in the evening, he took the initiative to cook another table of dishes.

Looking at the table of dishes, Cao Ruixia smiled and said, "Zhang Zhong's life is much better than his Uncle Xu, and there are not many young people who can cook such a table of dishes."

"Don't worry about this, old sister. After they get married, I will still be there to cook, and Zhang Zhong will still be there when I am not around. Yuhan will not be tired." Hu Huifang said.

Cao Ruixia shook her head and said, "That's not okay, the housework must be shared, and it can't be done by anyone alone. But Yuhan is also okay, although she can't cook a banquet, she can do some home-cooked dishes."

They were talking, Zhang Xingjun pulled Xu Wenxuan over.

"Brother, let's not go to the restaurant tonight, let's make do at home. I have hidden a bottle of wine for three or four years. Let's open it tonight." Zhang Xingjun said with a smile.

Xu Wenxuan waved his hands again and again, "Don't drink, don't drink, the smell of alcohol has not dissipated until noon, buddy, you'd better wait until next time to drink this wine, we have a long time to come."

"It's true that the days are long, but I also have a lot of wine. I'm not afraid that I won't have to drink in the future..."

They also drank some at night, but it was much less than at noon, and the five of them shared a bottle of liquor.

After drinking, Zhang Zhong asked someone to send them back, and Xu Yuhan followed them.

After they all left, Zhang Zhong turned around and found that Pengpeng was gone.

"Where's Peng Peng?"

"Back to the room."

Zhang nodded heavily, walked to the door of Pengpeng's room, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Who is it?" Pengpeng asked.

"Me." Zhang returned.

"I'm going to bed, Dad." Pengpeng said.

"Can you let Dad go in, and I'll tell you a few words before going to bed?"

There was silence in the room for a while, and then Peng Peng's voice came, "Okay, Dad, come in."

Zhang Zhong pushed the door open and entered, Peng Peng was writing on the table.

He smiled and didn't speak immediately, but walked to Peng Peng and sat down.

Peng Peng didn't know what he was afraid of, kept his head down and didn't speak, the pen in his hand kept writing back and forth on the paper, and he didn't know what he was writing.

After a while, Zhang Zhong said, "Mr. Xu's parents came here today, do you know what it is for?"

"Yeah." Pengpeng nodded.

"Then what do you think?" Zhang Zhong asked softly.

"I……"

Zhang Zhong asked again, "Don't you want Dad to marry Teacher Zhang?"

"No." Pengpeng suddenly looked up, "No, it's not that I don't want my father to marry Teacher Xu."

"Then why don't you want to talk to Dad?"

"It's not that I don't want to talk to Dad, I just..." Peng Peng's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Just what?" Zhang Zhong asked again, he didn't want to let this matter go.

Being "forced to question" by Zhang Zhong, Pengpeng plucked up his courage and said, "Father, after you get married, can I call Teacher Xu?"

The structure of Pengpeng's sentence almost made Zhang Chong unresponsive, but then he still understood what Pengpeng meant. She hoped that after Zhang Zhong married Xu Yuhan, she could still call Xu Yuhan Teacher Xu.

Zhang Zhong nodded directly, "Yes, if you want to be called Teacher Xu, you can call him Teacher Xu."

"Really?" Pengpeng's eyes lit up. The reason why she avoided Zhang Zhong just now was because she was afraid that he would make her call Xu Yuhan's mother later.

"Really." Zhang Zhong laughed, he really couldn't understand why Peng Peng was so happy about this matter.

He never thought of forcing Pengpeng to call Xu Yuhan's mother. It's fine if she wants to, but it doesn't matter if she doesn't want to.

But speaking of it, Pengpeng did always call Xu Yuhan Teacher Xu.

There has never been any other title, such as Aunt Xu.

"Father, you should get married quickly, and my parents' meeting will let Teacher Xu go." Pengpeng said with a smile.

……

Zhang Zhong didn't know why Peng Peng's thoughts jumped so fast, why did he suddenly get involved in the parent meeting?

"Do you want Teacher Xu to go to the parent meeting?" Zhang Zhong asked.

Peng Peng nodded, "Of course, every time you and grandma go, it's so boring, and my classmates all like Teacher Xu."

"Don't they like me?" Zhang Zhong asked with jealousy.

Pengpeng shook his head, "They are so afraid of you, many of my classmates are afraid to talk to you."

"Is there?" Zhang Zhong looked puzzled, he felt that he was quite amiable, and he had given lectures to those children before.

Moreover, many of Pengpeng's classmates have visited Zhang Zhong's house to play, and he even prepared candies for them, so there is no reason to be afraid of him.

"Yes, Li Yangyang told me that his father said that you are a great writer and asked him to learn more from you, but he just didn't dare. Li Yangyang said that your handwriting is beautiful, but his handwriting is too ugly to dare Writing in front of you, I’m afraid you will criticize him. I told him already, you won’t tell him, but he doesn’t believe it. But his handwriting is really ugly.” Pengpeng said.

Zhang Chong laughed, he didn't know about this all the time, he thought the children liked him all the time, but he didn't expect them to be more in awe of him, maybe a little more.

He nodded and said, "Okay, let Mr. Xu go to your parent meeting in the future."

"Uh-huh."

"Okay, it's getting late tonight, go take a shower and go to bed early." Zhang Zhong stood up and prepared to go out.

"Okay." Pengpeng put down the pen in his hand and prepared to take a shower.

Zhang Chong stretched out his head to look at the notebook on the table, he wanted to see what Pengpeng had been writing just now.

After seeing the words written on it clearly, he smiled and shook his head.

There is nothing else written in the notebook, it is all "Teacher Xu".

(End of this chapter)