Chapter Thirty-Eight: Why Don't You Let Your Family Know?

Seeing his son's grievance to Barra, Zhang Xinhuo almost couldn't hold back.

"Dad isn't done yet, can I go home and take you to play when I'm done?"

As soon as the little guy heard that his father hadn't come back, he immediately couldn't hold back, and he looked like he wanted to cry, not to mention how cute it was.

Zhang Xinhuo hurriedly said loudly: "Good son, you are a man, you can't cry."

You have to take care of grandpa at home and help grandma feed the chickens, okay?"

The little guy wiped his face, and his expression, which was about to cry, suddenly became resolute.

"Okay, Dad, I'll help you take care of your grandparents and wait for you to come back.

You have to bring good food back to Chuanchuan, and you have to buy me tanks and planes. ”

Xu Diao looked at it next to him with admiration and distress.

This kid is too sensible, thinking that his five-year-old child is purely a demon king of the world,

At this moment, he really wanted to go back and beat him, so that he could learn from Chuan Chuan how to be a man.

Zhang Xinhuo chatted with his son for a few minutes, and a secretly angry scolding came from the other end of the video.

"Bastard boy, where are you fooling around? Do you want your son? Do you want your family?"

Zhang Xinhuo is 100% sure, if he wasn't worried about scaring the child, the old man would definitely scold himself.

The voice shouted again: "Old woman, take your grandson into the room to sleep, and I will talk to your son for a few words." ”

As soon as the old man appeared in the picture, Zhang Xinhuo laughed, with a little fear and a little flattery.

"Dad, I'm talking about business in Mr. Xu's store in Yunnan Province now. You see, this is Mr. Xu, a young and promising entrepreneur, and I plan to cooperate with him for a long time. ”

Zhang Xinhuo moved the camera of his mobile phone slightly to Xu Diao, and Xu Diao could only say hello in embarrassment.

Xu Diao has never seen Zhang Xinhuo's appearance, and he has seen him train people, solve various thorny problems, and have the demeanor of a general in the past week.

Now he is the owner of a chain store, just a child who is afraid of being scolded by his father.

Zhang Jianliang covered his mouth and coughed twice, and Zhang Xinhuo's heart immediately rose to his throat.

"Dad, are you okay? Do you have a fever? Have you been in contact with anyone outside these days?"

He was too sensitive in the epidemic area, any cough and fever stimulated his nerves, and his first reaction was the new coronavirus, a monster that could kill people at any time.

Especially for the elderly with low resistance, the new crown virus is like a scythe of death.

Zhang Jianliang snorted, "Now that the village is closed everywhere, there is no shortage of chickens, ducks and vegetables at home."

We haven't even gone out for half a step, where can we get the virus?

You don't know that this is my ** disease? Look at how much gray my hair is?

Every day I know that I work, I know that I am busy, and I have not lived at home for a few days all year round.

Life doesn't bring death or death, what do you do with so much money.

If you still remember a little bit of the country's life-saving grace to you, you can donate some money to Jiangcheng, you can get some masks, protective clothing or something to send over, and help those brave and poor angels in white. ”

Zhang Jianliang scolded and coughed a few more times, coughing made Zhang Xinhuo feel very uncomfortable.

Not because he scolds, but because he is old.

Zhang Xinhuo said: "Dad, I know, I have asked the people at the company headquarters to raise masks and protective clothing, I think it will be sent to Jiangcheng soon."

The little grandson still needs your second elder to take a few more days, and I will go back as soon as I am done. ”

The old man sighed and said: "Our Zhang family is really miserable, marrying a daughter-in-law is busy in the hospital day and night, and his own son has not yet taken care of the family." ”

Zhang Xinhuo's mother coaxed her to sleep, and the little grandson came over and snatched the mobile phone and blasted Zhang Jianliang aside.

The mother and son chatted for a few minutes, she clearly didn't mention the word "think", and she didn't say a word of complaint, but Zhang Xinhuo clearly heard her concern for the child from every sentence she said.

When Zhang Xinhuo hung up the video, Xu Diao's heart was churning, and when he spit out, it became a sentence: "Mr. Zhang, why don't you let your family know that you are fighting in the epidemic area now?"

Zhang Xinhuo asked everyone to return to their posts to continue working, and then said to Xu Diao: "All the glory is shared with my family, and I bear all the difficulties alone." ”

Xu Diao was a little bitter when he heard it, this is the world of adults, and he can carry the whole family on his own.

To his family, he is the whole world, a dependence.

For him, that's his responsibility.

Zhang Xinhuo continued: "I have seen too many great and ordinary people in Jiangcheng for a week.

Like me, they rushed to the battlefield without knowing their families, and they went forward one after another, fearless of death.

The little nurse who rode 300 kilometers without telling his mother, the takeaway brother who walked back on foot, and the volunteers who would rather live in a garage than step into the house......

Each of them has a family and parents, but they all choose to bear all these risks and complaints in silence, and leave joy and peace of mind at home and health to the people of the whole country. ”

Zhang Xinhuo pointed at him again, "Mr. Xu, aren't you the same, even if your wife is against it, you have to come out and feed the doctor with me."

In fact, you already have the answer to this question in your heart.

You just want to enlighten me, I got it, thank you. ”

Zhang Xinhuo has long known that Xu Diao is here to bear all the pressure at home, and he also knows that he wants to relieve his spiritual dilemma.

Although he said that he was supported by his family, God knows how much family pressure he has experienced, otherwise he would have provided meals like Lin Fang a long time ago.

Such a heavy thing was suppressed in his heart, which really made him very uncomfortable, and he felt a lot more relaxed after saying it.

……

In the middle of the night on the sixth day of the first lunar month, the sky was full of dark clouds, and there was no starlight or moonlight.

In a place where others can't see, a vigorous manual transfer work is being staged in the dark night.

The place where all three carts fell into the mud pit was on the dirt road at the other end of Daji Village, and there were five villages and towns around the incident.

Huang Yi and the others wanted to cross here and return to the avenue, but they never wanted to be stuck here and couldn't get out.

After Lilac communicated with the villages through the volunteer alliance, it was confirmed that there were no confirmed or suspected cases in the five villages and towns, and the village and town leaders were mobilized to take the lead in convening people.

All the able-bodied laborers wore masks to help transport supplies, and carried them on their shoulders across a 200-meter muddy road section to deliver the goods to the secondary road intersection built by the asphalt road.

Lilac was worried that the manpower that could be launched for this plan was very limited, but she did not expect that after only half an hour, more than 200 strong laborers had gathered in five villages and towns.

The consciousness of these people is very high, and as soon as they heard that it was a material vehicle destined for Jiangcheng, almost every household took the initiative to stand up and ask for help.