Chapter 120: The Mysterious Birthday Gift

The black off-road vehicle was parked at the gate of the municipal party committee compound, Zhang Miao commanded Feng Yiming to drag an oversized suitcase and carry it to the car, and Zhang Changhe on the side looked at his proud daughter tossing around there with a headache, and said: "Miao Miao, what kind of birthday gift do you give grandpa, such a big box costs a lot of money just for consignment." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

On the side, Lu Fei looked at Feng Yiming, who was working hard, and said with a smile: "Miao Miao, it's good to have filial piety, it doesn't matter what you send." ā€

Hearing the nagging of his parents on the side, Zhang Miao, who had been angry that the copybook that he had grabbed was lost and lost, suddenly broke out, threw himself on Zhang Changhe's back, and shouted angrily: "You all snatched the copybook I prepared, and it doesn't matter what gift I give!"

Feng Yiming easily put the box in the car and put it away, looking at Zhang Changhe with an embarrassed face, his belly was about to burst with laughter, and he reluctantly smiled and said: "Uncle Zhang, I didn't blow it, Zhang Miao gave this gift......

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Miao jumped over and covered Feng Yiming's mouth, "I can't say it now, I can't say it." ā€

Zhang Changhe coughed a few times, after the nightclub incident, Zhang Miao recovered quickly, but in the frolic with Feng Yiming, he became more and more unscrupulous, Zhang Changhe discussed with Lu Fei several times in private, after all, it was Feng Yiming who saved Zhang Miao at the most critical moment, and his daughter was a little close to him, but it was said in the past, as for the future situation, both of them were in favor of taking a look in a few years.

If there is such a son-in-law, it is not necessarily a bad thing, Lu Fei calculated in his heart, since the fourth child of the Zhang family abandoned his wife and daughter, the old man has relaxed a lot about the marriage of the next generation, the conditions are not harsh, Feng Yiming's family conditions and personal ability are not low in Lu Fei's heart.

At this time, Ye Huai'an's family and Feng Wei'an, who were preparing to take Zhang Changhe's birthday gift, walked out of the compound, the three families gathered around the off-road vehicle, Feng's mother and Ye's mother held a red brocade box and sent it to Zhang Changhe and his wife, Feng Yiming knew that this was a kind of silk brocade painting that was a specialty of Qingping, all completed by craftsmen by hand, it was extremely rare in ancient times, and the craft was lost after the Ming Dynasty, and it was restored after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Lu Fei opened the brocade box, and at a glance saw a traditional longevity character spelled out in the middle of the silk brocade with artistic fonts, and said with a smile: "It's so beautiful, this silk brocade painting is really rare, where did you buy it?"

Mother Feng shook her head with a smile, "Where can I buy it in the market, it is still a relative of a friend of Lao Feng's former who specializes in doing this work by hand, we booked it half a year ago, and Lao Feng went to urge it several times before he got it in advance, after all, it is a small workshop, and there is not much in a year." ā€

Several family members said a few polite words, but Ye Zizi pulled Zhang Miao and said to Zhang Changhe and his wife with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, aunt, I also have a gift, I sent it with Miao Miao!"

Lu Fei gently hugged Ye Zizi and said with a smile: "Dare to love that big box is not a gift for Miao Miao alone, you also have a share, I thank you for Grandpa Miao Miao." "Ye Zizi, who usually acts as a quiet lady in front of the elders, is quite liked by Lu Fei and Feng's mother.

At this time, Zhang Changhe, who was talking to Feng Wei'an and Ye Huai'an, turned his head to look at Feng Yiming, and asked with a dry laugh: "This box is so big, just Miao Miao and Ye Zi?"

Feng Yiming tried his best to squeeze out a shy smile and said, "Uncle Zhang, everyone has given birthday gifts, so I can't just leave it alone." That's too rude, but I'm a small character, where can I be qualified to give gifts alone, so I took out some pocket money with Zhang Miao and Ye Zi, and gave a birthday gift to Grandpa Zhang, wishing Grandpa Zhang a long life than Nanshan and a long life. ā€

Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Changhe's mouth twitched, he nodded reluctantly, and glanced at Lu Fei, both of them had the idea of "I guess this kid is going to make trouble".

Feng Yiming couldn't help but smile and watched Zhang Changhe, who looked unhappy, load the gift into the car, pulled Zhang Miao to the side and said, "When you give a birthday gift, take a closer look at the expressions on your parents' faces, and come back and repeat it to me." ā€

Zhang Miao also laughed a few times and said: "Don't worry, I called back to Kyoto a few days ago, and most of the people sent them are copybooks or something, this time I don't say that this gift is the best, but it must be the most in line with grandpa's heart." ā€

"If most people send a copybook, it is estimated that your father is the best, after all, the content is originally a birthday celebration. But if you give this gift, it is estimated that your father will hate the root of his teeth. Feng Yiming said with a smile, and added meaningfully, "It would be nice if there was a camera, you can find someone to take a few photos of your father and come back to me to see." ā€

The three members of the Zhang family set off from Qingping, went to Xinzha City next door to take a direct flight to Kyoto, and tossed until the evening before arriving in Kyoto City, and got into the car that came to pick up from home, Zhang Changhe was restless and thought about the big box in the trunk, and pulled his daughter and asked: "Miao Miao, your grandfather's birthday banquet is a big event, what gift you want to give, you have to discuss it with me and your mother." ā€

There are a total of four men and two daughters in the Zhang family's generation, except for the fourth who abandoned his wife and daughter and went to the United States, most of the rest are working in Kyoto, only Zhang Changhe and his eldest sister and eldest brother-in-law are working in other places, and most of the descendants of the Zhang family are working in the organs, even if a few are in the business world, they are all leaders of important departments in large central enterprises.

It has been more than 10 years since Zhang Changhe was released, and he has climbed all the way from a director to the lord of a city, and naturally the help of his family in Kyoto is indispensable, but this year the situation has changed significantly, and the boss of the Zhang family, who has been working in Kyoto, is already old, and if he is not released, he will reach his age in a few years.

In Kyoto, although the Zhang family is famous, but in Kyoto, where the wealthy are everywhere, the foundation is not thick, if the boss of the Zhang family is finally released, it is likely that Zhang Changhe will be supported in Bac Giang Province and Qingping City, and the strength will be greatly reduced.

This birthday gift is an opportunity and a reason to provoke words, Zhang Changhe looked at his daughter who was still moving in the car, and thought to himself that he didn't know what kind of birthday gift Feng Yiming had made, Zhang Changhe couldn't ignore any possible accidents.

Zhang Miao snorted, lay in Lu Fei's arms, and said with a smile: "Dad, don't worry, this gift is definitely in line with grandpa's wishes, and it won't spoil your business." But I can't tell you in advance. ā€

Lu Fei glanced at her husband and nodded slightly, in fact, when she knew that Zhang Miao was going to give a mysterious birthday gift a few days ago, she went to Feng Yiming to ask, Feng Yiming told her with certainty that this gift was not the same as the calligraphy sent by Zhang Changhe, and it was likely to be very much in line with the old man's heart.

Zhang Changhe received his wife's eyes, pondered for a moment, and no longer pressed his daughter, Zhang Miao remembered Feng Yiming's words when he left, and looked up and asked: "Dad, is there a camera at home here, I want to use it on the day of my birthday!"