Chapter 93 Starting a Family
Pei Juanjuan hurried home and rushed into the room without even putting the dishes in the kitchen.
She went straight to Zhang Yang's room, but the door was open and there was no one inside.
Zhang Mao's bedroom door was still closed, so Pei Juanjuan walked over and asked, "Zhang Mao, Zhang Mao."
No one answered from inside, but they could hear some noises, so Pei Juanjuan asked, "Is Zhang Yang home yet?"
After Pei Juanjuan finished speaking, she pricked up her ears to listen. Zhang Mao still didn't answer. Pei Juanjuan waited at the door for a while, sighing softly, "This child, he doesn't even come home after returning home. He didn't even rush back for Chinese New Year, and now that he's back, he's sleeping at Wei Ran's house without even bothering to come home."
As Pei Juanjuan was speaking, Zhang Liangpeng came out.
He raised his eyes to look at Pei Juanjuan, then pointed silently outward.
It's the direction of the bathroom.
Zhang Liangpeng said, "I'm back and taking a shower."
"Zhang Yang?" Pei Juanjuan was overjoyed. "He's home?"
"Oh. You went out to buy groceries, and he just came back. Just around the same time." Zhang Liangpeng said.
"Glad you're back. I just ran into Wei Ran's mom outside. She said Zhang Yang and Wei Ran drank together last night and slept at her house. She also said Zhang Yang left early in the morning. This kid, getting up so early, why hasn't he come back yet? What has he been doing?"
"Something's better than nothing," Zhang Liangpeng murmured. "The three of us are all sitting here, staring at each other. We have nowhere to go even if we want to. We better keep busy."
Pei Juanjuan knew that Zhang Liangpeng was talking to Zhang Mao, so she was not happy. She turned around and glanced at Zhang Mao's bedroom and could only say, "Come out for breakfast, Zhang Mao."
Zhang Yang finished taking a shower and came in from outside. When he saw Pei Juanjuan, he smiled.
"You kid, you came back last night? Why didn't you go home and sleep at Wei Ran's house?"
Zhang Yang wiped his hair with a towel and said, "When I came back, Wei Ran met me. He said he wanted to drink. We drank until late at night, so I squeezed in with him. I was afraid that I would wake you up when I came back."
"What's the big deal?" Zhang Liangpeng looked at Zhang Yang. "This is home, kid. What's the big deal about waking you up?"
Zhang Yang's hair was short, so he wiped it vigorously with the towel and it dried. He saw breakfast on the coffee table and walked over to knock on Zhang Mao's door.
"Brother, come out for breakfast."
Pei Juanjuan originally thought that she had been shouting for a long time but no one was making any sound, so what was the point of shouting? But just as Zhang Yang finished speaking, the door of Zhang Mao's room opened.
Zhang Mao has aged a lot. Some of his hair has turned white.
He rarely went out, rarely got sun exposure, and didn't exercise. He sat all day, his face was pale and gloomy, and he looked very weak.
It’s the same when eating. No matter how many times I call him, he won’t come out. Whenever he is hungry, he will find something to eat and bring it into the bedroom. He can eat it all day and won’t come out again.
But as soon as Zhang Yang came back, he called it out. Pei Juanjuan and Zhang Liangpeng were both very relieved.
At least he was willing to listen to Zhang Yang's words.
"Brother, come and eat." Zhang Yang called Zhang Mao and pointed to the stool in the corner. "Brother, please move the stool over here."
Zhang Mao didn't answer, but did as he was told.
Zhang Mao brought two stools, one for himself and one for Zhang Yang.
Zhang Liangpeng and Pei Juanjuan were sitting on the sofa. Pei Juanjuan was looking at something, surprised and puzzled.
Zhang Mao also moved a stool?!
This doesn't happen normally.
Zhang Yang said thank you, sat down next to Zhang Mao, and got his own breakfast.
Before, Pei Juanjuan would hand Zhang Mao his favorite foods one by one, but Zhang Yang was here. The last time Zhang Yang came back, he had already talked to Pei Juanjuan and asked his brother to do it himself!
Zhang Yang was staring at her, so Pei Juanjuan didn't dare to do it anymore.
Now in this family, the only thing Pei Juanjuan is afraid of is Zhang Yang.
This fear is not an emotional fear, but a dependence.
Ever since Zhang Mao did this, Pei Juanjuan knew that she could only rely on Zhang Yang for the rest of her life.
But Zhang Yang is very independent and is not afraid of anything. Pei Juanjuan was afraid that she would offend him in some way, so he stood up and left.
Never come back.
If Pei Juanjuan needs to show off, she will change herself.
At this time, it was Zhang Yang's second breakfast. He had eaten it with Wang Fang and the others before, so he couldn't eat it anymore. However, he still sat there and finished his meal with his family.
Zhang Yang ate half a fried dough stick for a long time. While eating, he chatted with Zhang Liangpeng about his work.
Zhang Liangpeng particularly enjoys hearing Zhang Yang talk about his work, because his experiences are completely different from Zhang Yang's current work. Zhang Liangpeng has never come into contact with foreigners, let alone their ways of doing things, so he particularly enjoys hearing Zhang Yang talk about these things. It feels like he's retired and exposed to a new world.
"Dad, do you still want to go back to work?" Zhang Yang asked Zhang Liangpeng with a smile, "Actually, it's a bit early for you to retire. At your age, it's a good time."
"Hey, I don't want to work in the factory anymore," Zhang Liangpeng said. "Even though it's been restructured and merged, I don't think there's much future. I might as well retire. But even if I do retire, it feels boring. Let me tell you, Zhang Yang, I've been staying at home lately, and I'm almost going crazy."
Zhang Yang smiled, "Just think of it as a break, how nice! You've been working day and night before, isn't it nice to be able to rest now?"
"I can't stop," Zhang Liangpeng said. "It's like a spinning top. I've gotten used to it. Once I stop, it really..."
Zhang Liangpeng said this and glanced at Zhang Mao.
Zhang Mao was eating breakfast, head bowed, silent. After the Lunar New Year, Zhang Mao was already thirty-one, with two sons, Zhang Yang, each ready to start their own families. The family's savings had long since been depleted, and even after Zhang Mao's rehabilitation, he was still deeply in debt.
It’s not that Zhang Liangpeng doesn’t want to work, he just wants to quit while he can. He just can’t work anymore. The debt collectors all go to the cotton mill. How can he have the nerve to continue working there?
The debt must be repaid and his two sons need to start their own families. He couldn't stop even if he wanted to.
Pei Juanjuan was eating while thinking about Du Lurui's words.
Du Lurui had just told her that if she wanted her child to settle down, she had to get married.
Once you get married, your heart is settled. Where else can you run?
Having a home means having concerns.
Pei Juanjuan deeply agreed with this.
She thought that if she wanted Zhang Yang to stay peacefully, the most important thing besides work was to start a family as soon as possible.
As long as he has a home, where else can he go?
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I'm going to the hospital for a physical examination tomorrow, so I'll take a day off. I'll update as usual on Monday.
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