Zhang Guoqing, a 21st-century orphan, and his pregnant wife, Zhou Jiao, were working hard for their future when a massive inheritance suddenly fell into their laps. On their way to the hospital for...
The two families chatted for a long time and were about to prepare dinner.
Just as Mr. Huang stood up to say goodbye, he heard Zhang Guoqing's voice outside.
He smiled at Zhang Dad and said, "Your old son is chasing us."
"Mom and Dad, why didn't you wait for me to come back? Oh, what a rare guest. Uncle Huang, Auntie hasn't seen you for a long time. This time I came to stay with my sister-in-law for two more days. It just so happens that my parents are going back with me."
Huang's father looked at Zhang Guoqing, who was smiling, and said, "Don't do that. I'll live at your second brother Huang's house. Whether your parents go back with you or not depends on what you do."
Huang Cuilan said from the side: "Xiaowu, let your parents stay at home. Your eldest brother misses them."
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.
Zhang Guoqing shook his head and laughed, "My eldest brother is just like my second brother. Even at this age, he still misses his parents. He's already in his seventies and eighties, but he's still like a baby."
"Why are you here? You're off work so early?"
Zhang Guoqing sat down next to his mother and casually placed a package at her feet. "I thought you and Dad would run away. When I got home, Jiaojiao said you left a long time ago. There's no car now, so she doesn't know if you've arrived yet. So I came to check on you. Mom, forget it. I won't take you and Dad back, but you must come home in a day or two."
Mother Zhang smiled and nodded. She knew her son was worried that they would go hungry.
Huang's father winked at his wife to leave. Seeing her reluctance, he quickly said to Zhang's father, "Father, let's go first. Let's go to my second son's house tomorrow."
"Why are you going back so early? Eat first."
"No. Xiaowu, when you have time, remember to visit your second brother Huang."
Zhang Guoqing stood up and walked them out of the room. "Of course, of course. Uncle Huang, please come over more often if you have time. My parents don't know anyone here."
Watching Father Zhang and his group leave the yard, Zhang Guoqing quickly picked up his things and pulled Mother Zhang into the east room.
Zhang's mother didn't have time to ask what happened.
Zhang Guoqing had already unpacked the package and took out cakes, biscuits, and lotus root starch, stuffing them into the drawer of the kangqin, leaving the remaining half in the wooden box. This way, he could give the three Xizi brothers some food, so the old couple wouldn't have to worry about not having anything to eat.
Finally, he put all the peanuts, pine nuts, chestnuts and other snacks in the package into the closet. He was dumbfounded by the remaining cooked food such as fried dried fish and meat strips in the package - there was really no place to put them.
Zhang's mother cursed in a low voice: "You prodigal son, take it all here, what are you going to eat? Take it back quickly. We will go back when we want to eat it."
"Hush..." Zhang Guoqing whispered, "Does your son act like a fool? Eat without worry. When you're done, your son will find it for you. Hide it so that we can eat it ourselves. Don't give it to the Huang family."
After thinking about it, he said worriedly, "Don't pick on my dad. If he's gone, tell me. We still have some in the cellar, and your old son can still go up the mountain."
When Father Zhang came in, he saw his wife and son whispering to each other in a secretive manner. He smelled the fragrance and stretched out his hand.
Zhang Guoqing handed it to him, "You can't hide this, eat it first. There's still some wine here, right? If you're fine, let big brother drink with you. We still have more. Dad, if you and mom are bored here, go home. The kang in the west room is always heated and warm, so you don't have to worry about going home in the middle of the night. If anyone makes you angry, don't tolerate it."
Father Zhang smiled and rolled his eyes at him. "I'm not Ping An. You're so nagging, even more so than your mother."
Mother Zhang laughed and said, "Don't compare yourself to my little grandson. You're really not as good as him. He can sing, can you?"
Zhang Guoqing laughed out loud.
Father Zhang kicked him and said, "Go back quickly. Remember to hide the wine in my room. I said I wanted to bring it, but your mother insisted that it's not allowed here. How can wine be compared with wine?"
Zhang Guoqing looked at Zhang's mother. This needed to be communicated well internally, otherwise things would get out of control.
Mother Zhang shook her head and smiled, "Your father knows there are too many people here. Don't move in. Leave it here for him to drink when he gets home."
"Dad, are you talking about that jar of wine? That's not a very rare ginseng. Then I'd better pour it into a bottle and send it to Dad, otherwise my second brother will drink it all. Dad, the good wine that Grandpa Wang prepared will be available by the end of the year. Don't worry about not having any wine to drink."
Father Zhang ignored Mother Zhang's glances and said with a smile, "Don't send them here. It's not peaceful here. Look, your mother is satisfied. Father and mother will go back every two or three days. Remember to tell Jiaojiao that many villages are now drinking porridge."
Zhang Guoqing nodded and said, "I will tell her about this. She knows what to do."
After talking about this, Zhang Guoqing didn't plan to leave. He still wanted to see what Huang Cuilan had prepared for his parents for dinner.
If he is not satisfied, he can still find a way to make his parents live with him. As Zhou Jiao said, if such good parents are not filial, they will be punished by heaven.
Seeing her son calmly accompanying them, Zhang's mother asked, "Why don't you go back? It's okay for Jiaojiao and Ping'an to be at home, right?"
Zhang Guoqing shook his head. "Our land is safe. I'll check on Xizi and the others before I leave."
More than half an hour later, Zhang Guoqing was still chatting with Zhang's father.
Zhang Lao Da, Xizi and the others all came back, followed closely by Zhang Lao Er.
"Why did you come back together?" Zhang's mother asked curiously.
Zhang Guofu and his three sons laughed happily when they saw Zhang's father, Zhang's mother, and Zhang Guoqing.
"Uncle, I finally saw you."
"Uncle, I haven't seen you for eleven days."
Zhang Guoqing laughed heartily. "It seems like going to school is really good. You've memorized everything you learned in eleven days. Tell me, what do you three want to do? How about going home with your uncle?"
Xizi frowned and looked at his grandparents, then looked at his brothers who were staring at him, and finally shook his head, "Let's go to your place during the holidays. Grandpa and grandma just came back, and I don't want to leave."
Zhang Guoqing patted his head with relief. "Uncle has always known that Xizi is a filial child and a model brother. You don't have to wait for the holidays, you can come whenever you want. How is the food at school? Why are you three so thin? I don't think Ziwen and the others have lost weight."
The three Xizi brothers looked at Huang Cuilan aggrievedly.
Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing smiled and said, "You can't look at your mother like that. Outsiders will misunderstand. Your mother just came to the city and may have made some mistakes. You should give her some time. If you think it's inappropriate, you can raise your opinions, but don't be rude. Look, not only have you lost weight, your mother has lost weight too."
Huang Cuilan looked at Zhang Guoqing gratefully.
Zhang Guoqing didn't need her gratitude; he just didn't want her to forget her responsibilities as a child. If someone can't even learn to respect their own parents, who else can they respect?
"When they first started refining the furnace, they ate in the school cafeteria. I didn't notice. Xizi and the other two were shy and didn't dare to eat. I went to their school and told the teacher."
Zhang Guoqing immediately stopped smiling. This was a serious problem. What kind of person is Xizi? Why is he so shy?
He thought for a moment and asked, "Are there any older kids bullying you at school?"
Xizi hesitated and shook his head.
Zhang Guoqing sighed. He had racked his brains for safety, but he hadn't expected there would be three problem children here.
"Xizi, let me tell you. Being bullied isn't shameful. It's shameful not to speak up when you're bullied. Tell me the truth, what's going on? Don't be afraid. Have you forgotten what your second uncle does?
If that person goes too far, your uncle will immediately take him to the police station and lock him up for a day. No matter how capable or powerful he is, his reputation will be ruined, and his life will be ruined.
Do you know what this means? We don’t bully others, but no one in the county dares to bully you, the Zhang family.”
Zhang Laoer nodded. "Your uncle is right. We don't bully others, but others shouldn't try to bully us either. Don't be afraid to tell us if you have something to say."
Xizi hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang's father and mother, then at his parents. "My three brothers and I got into a fight. It wasn't our fault, but my mother still beat us. The man's name was Li Daguang, and his father was a cadre. He loved to bully his classmates from the countryside, especially those from poor families, at school."
The teacher said he was even more aggressive, and even bribed classmates with candy to prevent us from eating, and deliberately knocked over the lunch boxes of the three of us brothers."
Zhang Guoqing was quite surprised to hear that there are children like this nowadays.
"Are you afraid his father is a cadre?"
Xizi shook his head, "I'm not afraid of this. My aunt's father is a general."
Zhang Guoqing burst out laughing.
"Then how did you deal with it? What's the situation now? Or how do you plan to take revenge?" He didn't believe that this kid didn't have any ideas.
Xizi hesitated for a moment, then, with Zhang Guoqing's encouraging gaze, said, "A few classmates who are often bullied and I are planning to unite and beat him up. But they are all afraid of Li Daguang, and Li Daguang's mother is a tigress. I think I will hold back for now, and when there is no one around, I will beat him up, and no one will know."
Zhang Guoqing stopped Zhang Laoer from speaking. He thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle wants to ask you a question. If Li Daguang is no longer in school, would you like to transfer to another school or continue attending? And Xiaoyouyou, you should also think about this."
The three Xizi brothers said without hesitation, "Transfer school."
Zhang Guoqing nodded. No wonder the three brothers blamed their mother. This school was located in a rural suburb, and it couldn't even be compared to the county primary school he was connected to.
"You'll all transfer to the county primary school next semester. Keep it a secret, okay? Now let's talk about Li Daguang. Second brother, last name is Li, right? That fat Li? His wife is just taking advantage of him being a militia captain, a famous tigress."
Zhang Laoer burst into laughter halfway through. Seeing that everyone except Zhang Guoqing was puzzled, he asked, "What does Xiaowu do? Have you forgotten? Xizi, did you tell Li Daguang that your uncle is Xiaowu Zhang Guoqing?"
Xizi thought about it and shook his head. "My classmates all know that my dad works in a grain store. I also have my second uncle and my second uncle, but I don't know what they do."
Zhang Laoer smiled and patted his head. "Silly boy, just tell Li Daguang that your uncle is Xiaowu Zhang Guoqing, and he's dead. He will definitely apologize to you."
"Brother, don't teach bad things to children. Your uncle is teasing you. You said your uncle is Zhang Guoqiang from the bureau, but he didn't dare to touch you. Why? This is power. You are still young and don't need to know these things. Just remember what grandparents taught you. And if you are bullied, don't be stupid and want to fight with others. You beat him behind his back? What if you can't beat him? What if you accidentally get hurt? Foolish!"
Zhang Laoer asked him, "Xiaowu, what are you going to do? Do you want to take down Fatty Li and let Xizi and the others vent their anger?"
Zhang Guoqing smiled and shook his head. "It's the children's war. Let's see what Xizi and the others think. If the adults don't show up, then we shouldn't show up."
Zhang Laoer nodded in understanding.
After hearing this, Xizi quickly said, "Uncle, I know what to do. I will tell him tomorrow that my uncle is Xiaowu Zhang Guoqing. If he bullies me again, I will go find his father. If his father doesn't give you face, you listen to your second uncle and tell him to unload him."
Zhang Guoqing touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Ask your grandfather, if he says it's okay, then it's okay."
Father Zhang smiled and said, "No need to go to such trouble. Let your grandmother take you to their house tomorrow. Everything will be fine once your grandmother is there. It's better to make enemies than to dissolve them. However, with a child of this character, you three brothers should not have close contact with him in the future. And don't tell anyone outside about your uncle."
After discussing the solution, Zhang's mother told Huang Cuilan to hurry up and serve the food. She was relieved. As long as her daughter-in-law didn't stay close to her parents and starve the child, it would be fine. As for that tigress, she would definitely keep her in line.