Chapter Seventy-Three: Returning Home

If you don't return home, it's like a night walk in brocade.

Zhang Yang's fame can be said to be well-known by countless people after several press conferences, in terms of money and fame, and now that things are almost the same in the imperial capital, then there is no need for Zhang Yang to stay in the imperial capital, and it is time to return home.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother recently came to the phone call, and they were happy and complained at the same time.

It turned out that after Zhang Yang's affairs during this period of time were known to relatives and friends, countless people stepped through the door of the Zhang family, and their parents didn't want to offend these people, so they just said that they would wait for Zhang Yang to come back.

No one asks about the poor in the city, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains, and this is the case with Zhang Yang's family now.

After specially visiting Qi Bai and others, and making phone calls with Sun Hai, Li Teng and others, Zhang Yang stepped on the plane home.

Zhang Yang's family's small shop has not changed much, if you want to say something, that is, there are always a few people carrying cameras at the door walking back and forth, and Zhang Yang guessed that it must be a reporter without asking.

When Zhang Yang returned home in the morning, there was no one, so he put down his luggage and went straight to his small shop.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

Zhang Yang lowered his hat and entered the small store, shouting at his parents who were talking.

"My son is back, quick, let Mom take a look!"

Mother and son were connected, and as soon as Zhang Yang spoke, Zhang's mother confirmed that it was her son Zhang Yang without any hesitation.

"It's back!"

Compared with Zhang's mother's rich feelings, Zhang's father seems much more plain, but this is not that Zhang's father's love for Zhang Yang is less than Zhang's mother, father's love has always been like a mountain, and it is naturally much more stable than mother's love.

"It's okay, not skinny!"

Zhang Mu pulled Zhang Yang up and said after checking it.

"Boss, is this your son Zhang Yang?"

Since Zhang Yang was standing in the lobby and talking to his parents, some customers who came early at noon naturally heard the words of Zhang Yang's mother and son.

These people, as white-collar workers or gold-collar workers, of course, also know that the owner and proprietress of this small shop are the parents of Zhang Yang, a recent topic in the empire, Zhang Yuan and Zhang Fan have seen it, so this young man in his twenties is needless to say that he is Zhang Yang.

"Of course, this is my son Zhang Yang!"

Mother Zhang replied confidently when she heard the guest's words.

"It turns out that this is Zhang Yang, the newspapers say that this Zhang Yang is a Wenqu star, and now that I have the opportunity to meet me, it seems that I can also get a little talent."

"If half of my sons were to be there, I would be grateful to my ancestors for eight generations!"

Several people are all envious of Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, with such a talented and filial son, what do you want in life!

"Today my son is back, all of today's everyone's consumption will be 20% off!"

Mother Zhang heard these people praise her son, and said with a wave of her hand in joy.

"Thank you, hostess!"

"The hostess is the atmosphere!"

When everyone heard Zhang's mother's words, they also applauded, although for these people, they didn't care about more than one hundred and eighty yuan, but it was an auspicious picture.

The people who waited until noon to eat came one after another, and after knowing that the person who served them the food was Zhang Yang, they all shouted that they didn't come in vain today, and they were so blessed to be able to eat the dishes served by 'Wenqu Xing'.

Of course, the reporters outside did not let Zhang Yang go, and after being busy at noon, they also seized the time to interview Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was not very easy to refuse, so he said something inconsequential and sent the reporter away.

After Zhang Yuan and Zhang Fan went home in the evening, they also worshiped Zhang Yang, and the school benefited from Zhang Yuan's showing off, and now everyone in Zhang Yuan's school knows that the person reported in the media is Zhang Yuan and Zhang Fan's brother, whether it is a person of the same level or a senior and low-level student, they are also envious of Zhang Yuan and Zhang Fan.

Especially after the school found out, I learned that Zhang Yuan and Zhang Fan have always been excellent students in the school, so I repeatedly told Zhang Yuan and Zhang Fan's homeroom teachers to train them well, maybe Zhang Yuan and Zhang Fan can also be as famous as Zhang Yang.

The school that Zhang Yang went to school before has been very popular recently, especially when the parents of many students who are about to enter school learn that Zhang Yang has gone to school, and the students who accept them are really soft, which makes other schools red-eyed.

"Brother, did you really see Sister Jiang Xin? Why don't you want a few signatures? I like Sister Jiang Xin! ”

In the evening, the family cleaned up the small shop and returned home, Zhang Yang talked about the bits and pieces of the imperial capital, and Zhang Yuan shouted after learning that Zhang Yang and Jiang Xin had met.

"It's not just that I've seen it, Jiang Xin's "Sweet Honey" was written by me, what is it to ask for an autograph?"

In front of his family, Zhang Yang was completely relaxed, and he had nothing to hide from his family.

"Wow! "Sweet Honey" was written by you? People like this song the most, no, my brother will write one for me! ”

Zhang Yuan immediately jumped up.

"It's so big, why are you still so frizzy!"

Mother Zhang couldn't help but say a lesson.

"People don't care, my brother must help others write a poem, and I will envy my classmates to death in the future."

Zhang Yuan took Zhang Yang's hand and said coquettishly for a while, which made Zhang Yang and the others laugh dumbly.

"Okay, good, good, our baby sister wants to sing, my brother must be satisfied, after a while, you have a holiday, when you go to the imperial capital to play, how about my brother write songs for Yuanyuan?"

Zhang Yang's request for Zhang Yuan is not unacceptable, isn't it just a matter of a song? As long as the family is happy, ten songs are fine.

"Son, do you still want to go to the imperial capital?"

Father Zhang asked when he heard Zhang Yang's words.

"Well, I've met a lot of people in the empire this time, and I believe it should be much easier to develop over there when the time comes."

Zhang Yang is just the beginning, although Zhang Yang also wants to develop in his own family, but compared to the imperial capital, Tianfu is still slightly inferior.

"I've just come back, and I'm going to leave again, and our family is not short of money."

Zhang's mother was extremely reluctant to leave the house, and couldn't help complaining.

"What do you know, this is a man's career, what is it to stay at home all his life, it is useless."

Father Zhang immediately scolded, completely putting on the posture of the head of the family.

"Dad, I know what Mom means, and she is reluctant to let me go, but I promise that when I open up the situation in the Empire, I will transfer my work back to my hometown."

Zhang Yang hurriedly persuaded his father, but he couldn't affect his parents' feelings because of himself.

"I'm fine, I'm really reluctant to give up my son you, you're alone outside, no one takes care of you, what can I do?"

Zhang's mother didn't care about Zhang's father's words, she has been married for decades, and she can understand what kind of person her husband is, without saying anything.

PS: Today's five watches, make up for yesterday's and the day before yesterday's arrears!!