"Dad, where's Xiaowu?"
"Why are you all back? You don't have to go to work tomorrow morning?"
"It won't be too late to go back later. Why didn't Xiaowu stay in the city for a while? I only found out that the couple had returned this morning when the driver told me."
There was a loud noise coming from outside the yard, mixed with the conversation between Zhang Dad and Zhang Meili.
Zhang's mother frowned when she heard this in the room, "Look at this commotion."
Zhang Guoqing was amused by his mother's expression and tone. He went out to take a look and saw that all the children born from the same parents had returned.
"Xiao Wu, where's Jiao Jiao?"
Zhang Guoqing greeted everyone and smiled at Zhang Meili, saying, "You're taking the kids out for a walk. Why are you here so late at night? I have to go to the city in a couple of days."
"Who knows how long you'll have off this time? Will you just leave here like last time?" Zhang Meili said, pulling her brother to take a look. "You haven't lost weight, and you look quite energetic."
Zhang Guoqing smiled and asked everyone to sit down and talk.
"Will you be bored in the village? Let's go back. We brothers can sit and chat often. Uncle Dashan doesn't know you're back yet. If he knew, he would definitely blame you for going to see him first."
Father Zhang glanced at Zhang Laoer and said, "Nonsense! Your Uncle Dashan isn't that kind of person. Why is it so boring in the village? Your brother played all day and didn't come back until almost dark. How can our village be any worse than the city?"
"Yeah, going out to play, are we going up the mountain?" Zhang Laoer knew he had accidentally touched his father's bottom line. What was that? No one could say that his hometown was bad, so he immediately changed the subject. "Now is the perfect time to go up the mountain. Xiaowu must have caught some meat. Dad, how much wine did you drink tonight?"
Father Zhang chuckled twice, "Not a small amount, a chicken and a rabbit."
"Xiaowu?"
Zhang Guoqing also imitated his father and chuckled twice, "I haven't been up the mountain for a long time, so my hands are rusty."
Zhang Meili clapped her hands happily upon hearing this. "Okay, it's better to be rusty now. It's best not to go up the mountain again. What's so good about running on this mountain? It's so dangerous."
Zhang Guofu also nodded. "It's not like he can't make a living. Every time he goes up the mountain, Mom stands in the yard and stretches her neck to look at the mountain. It's better to be unfamiliar with him. It's better to be unfamiliar with him."
Zhang Guoqing was certain that this child was born from the same biological parents. He intentionally or unintentionally took advantage of the moonlight to observe the expressions of those who did not have the same biological parents.
"Brother, do you believe his nonsense?" Zhang Laoer looked at the eldest brother with a smile, "He is going to the army, not to enjoy a good life in the capital. I think he can really beat ten people by himself now."
Father Zhang ignored his self-righteous son. His son said that if his skills were not so good, then he would be forced to go up the mountain by the villagers.
"Mother, prepare some snacks. I'll have a drink with my two sons-in-law." After instructing Zhang's mother, Zhang's father looked at Zhang Chunming and asked, "Have you visited your parents? Or why don't you invite your in-laws over first?"
"Mom, don't bother. We just finished eating." Zhang Chunming waved his hand quickly. "Dad, I'll stop by to say hello on my way home."
Father Zhang didn't really want to invite Accountant Zhang. He pointed to the kitchen and said with a smile, "That's fine. You won't be afraid of going empty-handed. You can spend more time chatting with the old man."
"Okay. Dad, when are you and Mom going back? Aunt Wang ran into the child's mother yesterday and she said there might be some street activities next week, so she asked anyone who sees you to let you know."
Father Zhang nodded.
Zhang Meili saw her mother and her two younger siblings go to the kitchen. She turned her head to look at the door and stood up. "I'm going to look for Jiaojiao. Do you want to come with me, little sister?"
"Aunt, we'll go with you to find Aunt and the others."
Watching the two sisters leading the children out, Zhang Guoqing reminded them, "Sister, go see the second aunt, the one who delivers babies at the end of the village."
"Our Jiaojiao is really thoughtful. She's taking the children to express her gratitude. Such clever children deserve to be thanked."
Is there any need to say more? They wanted the children to remember those who had shown kindness to their family, such as Zhao Dashan, Zuo Lin, and Uncle Ye...
It's a pity that some people don't know how to cherish blessings, for example... forget it, just like what I said to his mother just now, in the future, my family will come back only a few times, and everything far away smells good while everything nearby stinks.
After preparing a whole meal of delicious food, Father Zhang took the men to the living room first.
Zhang Guoqing was planning to take Ping An and Liu Yi to the mountain for exercise early tomorrow morning, but he stopped them after Zhang Lao Er poured half a bowl of wine.
Zhang Laoer glared and said, "What's the matter? I, your second brother, poured you some wine, and you dare not drink it?"
Zhang Guoqing laughed, "We're all brothers, and you're still trying to get me to drink. I haven't drunk much in the past two years, and I'm worried I'll get drunk."
Zhang Laoer was very skeptical of his younger brother's explanation. "Really? I heard from Uncle Zuo that your dinner invitations are lined up every day from the beginning of the year to the end of the year."
"You're just listening to his nonsense, is that even possible? If anyone doesn't keep their tails down these days, the Moutai liquor at the service station will be unsaleable, and I'll have a dinner party with a ghost."
"It's hard for you."
Zhang Guoqing couldn't bear to see the boss's complicated expression and frown, so he smiled and said, "Brother, you think too much. I don't have time for socializing when I'm at work every day."
"Really? You never wanted to join the army before... Now I understand why you went to college and then joined the army. The words "military dependent" really protect our family."
"It's not as complicated as you think. Come, have a drink." Zhang Guoqing sighed secretly. Is it because he has a son in the army that he feels so deeply?
Zhang Laoer saw the heavy atmosphere and twitched his lips. What was he talking about? Didn't he see that his father was glaring at him with dissatisfaction?
He kept talking about all sorts of things. "Dad, didn't the village have another good harvest this year? Why did I hear that Brother Qingshan applied to the commune for permission to reclaim wasteland?"
Father Zhang nodded. "That's true. I heard there are more educated youth coming here, and with more people, there's less land. Besides reclaiming the wasteland, the team also wants to apply to buy that tractor."
Is this a combination of mechanical labor and work? Zhang Guoqing didn't expect life in the team to be so good.
"That's impressive! It's the first successful project in our commune," Zhang Laoer said, shaking his head. "It's not like Third Grandpa would come up with such an idea. He'd rather give all the money in the team to the tribe members."
Father Zhang glanced at him with amusement, "You're the only one who knows!"
"Dad, tell me."
"The production team is full of young cadres now, and I see he's been planning to retire for a long time. You young people always have different ideas."
Zhang Laoer opened his mouth, thought about it, and closed it again. He looked at his younger brother, and saw that he was eating the food without paying attention to him. He rolled his eyes secretly. He didn't believe that his Xiaowu couldn't see what was going on.
“Does the team have so much money?”
Zhang Guofu was the most aware of Chen Xiaobin's problem. "In the past two years, the management of grain collection was lax, and many production teams arbitrarily switched to cash crops."
Chen Xiaobin nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, apart from other things, his family bought a lot of cotton without using cotton coupons.
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