Zhang Jiaming stood at the door of his house, took the key hanging around his neck and was about to open the door, when he heard his sister Zhang Jiali describing her performance at school to her parents.

"Mom and Dad, you don't know how good Zhang Jiaming was when he stood on the stage and sang the song "My Chinese Heart"!" Zhang Jiali tried her best to exaggerate in an exaggerated tone.

Mother Wang Chunling reprimanded: "What is a cow fork or not, how ugly the girl's speech is, speak well!" ”

"I don't even know what words to use to describe it, but it's better to use the word I just used to describe it." Zhang Jiali took a sip of soup and continued: "If it weren't for me and Zhang Jiaming living together under the same roof for nine years, sometimes I really can't believe that the handsome young man standing on the stage would be my own brother who usually can't beat a fart with three sticks. ”

"The first time I heard that the old fritter is also a compliment, tell me about your brother's singing?" Wang Chunling said.

"Of course it sounds! Otherwise, how could he be awarded the only first prize in the school, the certificate of merit personally issued to him by the director of the Municipal Education Bureau, and the prize personally sent to him by Principal Wu of our school, the prize is a very fashionable backpack. ”

Dad Zhang Weiqun said: "It's strange, this kid usually doesn't like to sing, I only remember that when he was in kindergarten, he hummed a few children's rhymes about Little Swallow wearing flowers, and he was always out of tune." ”

Wang Chunling answered, "Lao Zhang, don't bury my son, our son also sang the children's song of the little pine tree growing up soon, it is good to sing, it is thirty-seven or eight degrees in the summer, I don't feel that it is hot." ”

"Hahaha!" Carrie Zhang was amused by her mother.

Zhang Weiqun asked: "Do you think Jiaming is a little different today than usual?" ”

Zhang Jiali hurriedly agreed: "I think so too, my brother's words are a bit dense today, he used to only listen to what I said, but at noon today, he said three sentences and waited." ”

"Yes, I also feel that something is wrong, as soon as I go home at noon today, Jiaming will look east and west, and touch this and that from time to time, as if this home is not his home, he is the first time to come back." Wang Chunling also interjected.

"Dad, Mom, is my brother ghosted?" Zhang Jiali said.

"Don't talk nonsense, you went out with a flashlight to find your brother, you should have come back so late." Wang Chunling said.

I'm on my own, okay? Zhang Jiaming opened the door with the key, "Dad, Mom, sister, I'm back." ”

"This kid, I came home so late, and I was about to ask your sister to look for you. Go, hurry up and wash your hands and come over to eat. Wang Chunling complained in her mouth, but her face was full of joy when she saw her baby son.

Zhang Jiaming took out all the chicken and duck eggs given by Lu Xiaokun from his schoolbag, "Sister, I will cut the salted duck eggs given to me by my classmate for you to taste." ”

Zhang Jiaming washed his hands, put all the four salted duck eggs in half on the plate and brought them to the dining table, "Sister, the double yellow salted duck eggs I promised you at noon, why didn't you break your promise, Dad, Mom, you can also taste it." ”

After a lot of hard tossing on the stage in the afternoon, coupled with coming back so late, Zhang Jiaming was already hungry with his chest against his back, and he gobbled up without raising his head.

Zhang Weiqun, Wang Chunling, and Zhang Jiali chewed slowly, but their eyes did not leave Zhang Jiaming.

After his father Zhang Weiqun drank a sip of soup, he finally couldn't hold back his mouth, "Jiaming, how do I think you are a little different today than before, well, it should be very different, from the words you said when you came to my house at noon today, to your sister's description of your performance in school, it is not consistent with your consistent behavior style, you should be a ......"

"I turned out to be a wilting boy, three sticks can't beat a fart, right? I'm introverted, I'm timid and cowardly, I don't want to be motivated, right? But that's all my past tense, and from now on Zhang Jiaming will appear in front of you with a new look. ”

Zhang Jiaming took a sip of soup and continued: "I couldn't sleep last night, and I suddenly thought of a question in the middle of tossing and turning, in fact, a person's life is full of more than 20,000 days, and a day has passed as soon as my eyes are opened and closed, and then I think that I am now nine years old, that is, more than 3,000 days and nights have been wasted by me, I am anxious, I don't want to live so willfully anymore, so I want to change myself, I want to live more excitingly, and don't leave regrets for my youth!" ”

Listening to his son's words, Zhang Weiqun seemed to be touched, but Wang Chunling slapped the table and almost hit the rice bowl on the ground, "It's also ha!" In fact, if you calculate a person's life, it is more than 20,000 days, throw away the time to pee and play in the mud when I was young, and then throw away the time of old age and dementia, the time for people to do something in this life is less than 20,000 days, so I can't live too willfully, I also have to live a wonderful life, and don't leave regrets for my middle age! ”

Zhang Weiqun also smiled and recited a poem by Taizu, "How many things are never urgent." The world is turning, and time is pressing. 10,000 years is too long. ”

"The four seas are churning, the clouds and water are angry, and the five continents are shaking and the wind and thunder are fierce. Sweep away all pests and insects, and be invincible! Mother Wang Chunling also did not show weakness and made up the last two sentences.

"Dangdang" someone knocked on the door.

"Who?" Wang Chunling asked.

"Sister-in-law is me, Liu Tengda." Liu Tengda's voice came from outside the door.

Zhang Jiaming said in his heart, pests are coming! It was this Liu Tengda who made their family not have a good Spring Festival back then.

"Carrie, go and open the door for your Uncle Liu." Wang Chunling instructed her daughter.

Zhang Jiaming remembers very clearly that in the Chinese New Year's Eve of the Spring Festival of 1984, his father returned home with a stomach after attending the graduation ceremony of the youth training class of the Party School of the Municipal Party Committee, and his father, who usually does not like to drink, drank a whole bottle of Gaoyanghe Daqu alone that night, and was drunk and kept shouting in his mouth, that the final paper was really written by me, and the article published in the "Yangjiang Daily" was also written by me, and Liu Tengda was a thief, and he plagiarized my article.

That night, Zhang Jiaming's family didn't have a good Spring Festival, and his father Zhang Weiqun also lay in bed for five days, knowing that the mother went to Liu Tengda's family on the third day of the Lunar New Year, but was sneered and blasted out by Liu Tengda's family.

Liu Tengda took the "Yangjiang Daily" that published the article with his own name as evidence, and made a "whoosh" sound in front of the onlookers, and said that Zhang Weiqun had slandered him upside down, and his wife had said a lot of ugly things in her mouth, and Zhang Jiaming himself listened to his mother being scolded in the corridor, and wiped his tears with sadness.

After Liu Tengda was in power, he began a series of suppression and revenge against his father, Zhang Weiqun was finally removed from the position of propaganda section chief and sent to the workshop as a worker, and then Liu Tengda rose to prominence and soared, this Liu Tengda is a complete pest for Zhang Jiaming's family.

In the mid-90s, Liu Tengda was already the deputy mayor in charge of urban construction, and he led the most rare barbaric forced demolition in the history of Yangjiang, so that countless demolished households lost their homes but could not get reasonable compensation for demolition, and later he also served as the head of the leading group for the reform of state-owned assets, resulting in the loss of a large number of state-owned assets, fattening the pockets of a few people, but pitting the country. This Liu Tengda is also a pest for the people of Yangjiang.

In 2014, the rumors about Liu Tengda's investigation by the Commission for Discipline Inspection were already very loud in Yangjiang, but Zhang Jiaming did not wait for the day he fell to be reborn.

Zhang Jiaming thought of a very loud pesticide advertisement in the mid-to-late nineties - to sweep away all pests and insects, all invincible!

Okay, I'll be invincible once and eradicate Liu Tengda, a pest insect, in the larval stage.

"Jiaming, your Uncle Liu is talking to you, why don't you say anything?" Wang Chunling said.

Zhang Jiaming apologized to Liu Tengda for smiling.

Liu Tengda also smiled and repeated what he had just said, "Jiaming, didn't Uncle Liu tell you to invite Section Chief Zhang to drink at night at noon today, why didn't you tell your father?" ”

Zhang Jiaming patted his head, "Oh, I forgot hey!" ”

Wang Chunling cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, but she didn't forget to count them in her mouth, "How old you are, you will forget about it, and you will forget your mother when you marry a daughter-in-law in the future." ”

"Sister-in-law, Jiaming is a filial child at first glance, and he will definitely not marry a daughter-in-law and forget his mother." Liu Tengda said.

"It's hard to say." Wang Chunling went to the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks.

Liu Tengda touched Zhang Jiaming's head and said to Zhang Weiqun: "Listen to our family Huihui, Jiaming's performance in the school art show this afternoon is outstanding, the teachers and students of the school, including the leaders of the Municipal Education Bureau, helped him play the rhythm, and Jiaming also won the first prize of the art show. ”

Zhang Jiaming smiled and gently pushed Liu Tengda's hand away from his head, "It's just an ordinary literary performance, Uncle Liu, you have a good reputation." ”

"But Jiaming, why did you shake hands with other classmates, but not with Huihui? Huihui was aggrieved when she mentioned this just now, saying that Brother Jiaming didn't like her. ”

"I don't treat Huihui as an outsider, I still need to be so polite when I am my own person? If Huihui is not happy, I will shake hands with her in the future. Zhang Jiaming said duplicitously.

"You kid!" Liu Tengda smiled and touched Zhang Jiaming's head again, and Zhang Jiaming smiled and turned his head sideways to dodge.

Zhang Weiqun thought that he had to work overtime at night to revise the paper, and saw that Liu Tengda had no intention of leaving, and it was not good to directly issue an eviction order, so he said to his daughter Zhang Jiali: "Carrie, go and make a cup of hot tea for your Uncle Liu." ”

"Section Chief Zhang, don't let the children be busy, today is mainly to invite you to my house for a drink, since it is so unfortunate, then invite Section Chief Zhang to drink another day, I will leave, the family is still waiting for me at home."

Zhang Weiqun sent Liu Tengda to the door of his house, illuminated the stairs with a flashlight and said: "Tengda and I don't need to be so polite, when I am busy for the past few days, our brothers will have a good get-together, and go to your house to my house." ”

"Okay." Liu Tengda kept nodding, turned around and said while going down the stairs: "Section Chief Zhang, it's cold, you can hurry up and go into the house." ”

Zhang Weiqun still waited until Liu Tengda entered the house before turning off the flashlight and returning to the house.

It should be said that at this time, Liu Tengda still showed enough respect for Zhang Weiqun, but the villain was arrogant, how could Zhang Jiaming forget the grievances that happened between the two families, he was destined not to give this villain a chance to be ambitious. Maybe in the future, Yangjiang City will be able to have one less scourge, so that there will be one more good official with a righteous body and a clean breeze on his sleeves.