Zhang Shiqian and Yang Jianguo went to Xiaoliangshan and didn't see anyone.
When he came back listlessly, he found that the door was locked and Wan Feng and Han Guangjia were nowhere to be found.
Zhang Shiqian sat gloomily on the stone bench in front of the door and accepted Yang Jianguo's comfort.
"Old Yang! Why is there no one here?"
"Maybe they felt unsafe and changed their mind at the last minute, Lao Zhang! Don't worry, they're after money. Your son will be fine."
Yang Jianguo's explanation could not make Zhang Shiqian feel relieved. He only had this one son, so how could he not be worried?
My son has grown up now, and it is indeed time to discipline him.
"Wait until your son comes back and send him to the army. If he can't be disciplined in the army, there's really no hope."
Zhang Shiqian thought about it and nodded: "When he returns safely, I can only let him train in the army for a few years."
It doesn't matter if we send the troops, but the prerequisite is that Zhang Chunlei has to come back, and it's not certain whether he can come back now.
Zhang Shiqian knew that many murders occurred in kidnapping cases.
This is what he is most worried about.
If his son was killed, what would be the point of struggling for his life?
However, his worries did not last more than half an hour. Just when his heart was filled with dark clouds and his spirit was depressed, his son came back!
Wan Feng was in front, Zhang Chunlei was in the middle, and Han Guangjia was in the back. The three of them suddenly appeared in front of him.
This caused Zhang Shiqian's brain to be deprived of oxygen for nearly a minute.
After excitement and joy comes anger.
Of course, the anger was triggered after knowing the reason.
"If you have anything to say, go inside and talk. Don't embarrass yourself in the street."
Wan Feng took out the key and threw it to Yang Jianguo, who opened the door with the key.
As soon as he entered the house, Zhang Chunlei hung his head and said, "Dad! I was wrong, please don't hit me."
This guy is also afraid of being beaten.
There's no point in being afraid of being beaten. Even if the Jade Emperor came to intercede for him, he would still be beaten.
"I'll give you and your son half an hour to resolve your conflict. To prevent the bloody scene from polluting my young mind, I'll go for a walk outside. Out of sight, out of mind. Don't hit him in the face or head, just slap him hard on the butt. Brother Yang, you stay and watch him until he's beaten to death. I'm leaving now."
After Wan Feng finished speaking, he left Zhang Shiqian's house and wandered around the village with Han Guangjia for about half an hour.
"This kid hasn't been beaten by his parents in years. This time he's got a good beating. If you don't keep Brother Yang, will Zhang Chunlei be beaten to death by his father?"
"It's possible."
When people are angry, they will hit hard and never hold back. They may even want to kill the person with one blow. But after the beating and the incident are over, they will regret it.
The two of them looked at the scenery outside the village for a while, and when they thought it was about time, they headed back.
When they returned to Zhang Shiqian's house again, Yang Jianguo had a blank expression on his face, Zhang Shiqian was furious, and Zhang Chunlei was in a mess, obviously having been physically abused.
"Have you figured it out and punished me?"
Yang Jianguo nodded slightly.
"Then it's time to discuss future plans. I plan to take your son to Jiangwei for a year. What do you think, Old Zhang?"
When Zhang Shiqian knew the whole story, he really wanted to beat this good-for-nothing to death. If Yang Jianguo hadn't held him back, Zhang Chunlei might have ended up in a wheelchair or a vegetative state in his next life.
Now that the frustration and anger in my heart have been vented, my mood has begun to calm down.
"Old Yang suggested that I send him to the army."
Send troops?
It’s almost 1989 now, and the entire military in the 1990s and 2000s...it’s better not to mention it.
In the 1980s, conscription was always in winter, and it was unknown whether Zhang Shiqian would have enough time to send Zhang Chunlei to the army.
"That's fine. You can send him to the army first. If time is insufficient, send him to Jiangwei. We are now preparing to fly to Guangzhou to go home."
It is not yet ten o'clock. They will take a train to Guangzhou to stay overnight and then take a flight to Bohai tomorrow morning.
"Ah! Are you leaving now? Stay two more days."
"After we choose the factory site, we have nothing to do here. Staying here is just eating and drinking. There are also a lot of things to deal with at home. It's only a little over a month before the Chinese New Year, so we should go back a day early."
Zhang Shiqian did not insist on keeping the guest any longer, and personally took his unfilial son to send Wan Feng to Dalingzi Township Railway Station.
After waving goodbye to Zhang Shiqian, the three of them boarded a train bound for Guangzhou.
After spending a night in Guangzhou, I flew to Bohai the next day and returned to Jiangwei at around 4:00 p.m. on the 28th.
"Compared to the south, it's much colder here."
When getting off the bus, Wan Feng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the white snow outside the window.
The mountains in the south are still green, but the mountains in Jiangwei are white.
"I've been away for more than 20 days this time. From now on, I finally don't have to run around anymore." After getting off the bus, Wan Feng stood in front of the Jiangwei Village Office and stretched lazily.
"Come to my place for dinner." Han Guangjia suggested.
At the end of December, it was almost dark around four o'clock, and the street lights at the bay mouth were already on.
Wan Feng thought for a moment and said, "Alright, let's see if your wife's belly is burst."
Liang Hongying's belly was on the verge of bursting. I don't know if it was because she was wearing too many clothes in winter or because her belly was full of food, but it was scary big.
As soon as he saw Liang Hongying's belly, Wan Feng started counting the days with his fingers. It turned out that there was little hope of birth before last year.
According to the date, it should be around the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. It’s a big birthday for the little one.
"Looking at the size of the belly, it should be a boy, but I don't know who it will look like. I hope it doesn't look like the person in the aisle."
"Why do you affect my good mood as soon as you come back?" Liang Hongying couldn't help but accept it. This guy's point of view on things was never the same as others, and he dared to say anything.
"You should be happy to see me. Without me, who will make you happy? We agreed that if it's a son, I'll be his godfather. If it's a girl, forget it."
"You are favoring boys over girls. Be careful that Luan Feng will give birth to a girl in the future."
"If Luan Feng heard this, she would tickle you to death, but that's years from now. I don't want to worry about it now. Better prepare some food for us. We're starving after sitting in the car all afternoon."
The main reason why Wan Feng stayed at Han Guang's house for dinner was that he wanted to persuade Yang Jianguo to move to Jiangwei so that they could take care of each other in the future.
Yang Jianguo said he would go back and discuss it with his wife. He also thought that living in Jiangweilai had a better future than living in Sanchahe.
Compared with Jiangwei, although Sanchahe is not far from Changchun city, there is still a huge gap between it and Jiangwei.
After having dinner at Han Guangjia's house and chatting for a while, Wan Feng went home to sleep.
I have to see Yang Jianguo off tomorrow morning. Besides, I'm tired from the journey, so the right thing to do is to go to bed early.
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