Heavy snow and light snow for another year, and in a few hours the bell of the Lunar Year of the Rat will ring.

Zhang Jiaming walked on the white path of the community, letting the snowflakes fall on his face, looking at the orange light in his kitchen, although it was very cold outside, but his heart still felt extremely warm, home is a harbor!

Zhang Jiaming stood in the corridor of his house and patted the snowflakes on his body, his hand was inadvertently pressed on the schoolbag he was carrying cross-body, heavy, his face showed a knowing smile, and he overfulfilled his first set plan ahead of schedule, how could he not be happy?

Today should be double happiness, dad in the municipal party school youth training class must have also won the first prize, this year's Chinese New Year's Eve dad no longer drink stuffy wine, but the whole family drink celebration wine, thinking of this Zhang Jiaming felt refreshed!

Zhang Jiaming came to the door of his house in the dark, holding the key in his hand but not rushing to open the door, he is now accustomed to standing at the door and listening to the conversation of his family for a while, of course, the center of the topic is about him every time, and this time is no exception.

Mother Wang Chunling said: "It's eight o'clock, why hasn't Jiaming come home yet?" ”

"Earn money and earn red eyes! You didn't listen to what my brother said in an interview with the TV station, you can sell 1,000 firecrackers a day, and you can earn two cents for each firecracker, so you can earn 200 yuan a day, which is more than the two of you combined's monthly salary! Sister Zhang Jiali answered.

Zhang Jiaming said in his heart that it seems that the video of the interview with him in the morning was still played.

Father Zhang Weiqun said: "Jiaming has invited so many children to help in the stall, so don't you have to pay wages to others?" How can there be a reason to let people help in vain. ”

"Jiaming, this kid is the hell now! He himself said that he could sell a thousand hangs, then he could sell at least 1,500 hangers, and he said that he could earn two cents, and at least one more penny, if this was calculated to be 450 yuan gross profit, and then cut the wages to the children who helped, then he should make at least 200 yuan net. No wonder Jiaming has been out early and late these days, I thought I really went to the same school to do my homework as he said, if it wasn't for the TV interview, this kid would have been kept in the dark. Wang Chunling said.

Well, Mom, you really underestimated your son!

Listening to the movement inside, it should be making dumplings, it was a little cold outside, Zhang Jiaming didn't want to be frozen anymore, so he opened the door with the key, pushed the door and entered the house, "Dad, Mom, sister, I'm back, the snow outside is really big!" ”

Wang Chunling, Zhang Weiqun, and Zhang Jiali were making dumplings around the table, and when they saw Zhang Jiaming coming in, the three exchanged glances with each other, Wang Chunling deliberately asked with a straight face: "Yo, the big boss is back, how much snowflake silver have you earned in the past few days?" ”

Zhang Jiaming smiled and asked, "You have all watched the news of Yangjiang TV?" ”

"Uh-huh!" The three of them all had playful smiles on their faces, waiting for Boss Zhang to give a reasonable explanation.

Seeing his father's relaxed expression, Zhang Jiaming's hanging heart just fell, it seemed that the situation on his father's side was as he expected, everything was normal.

"The money earned on a snowy day should really be called snowflake silver, and my mother's language skills are getting more and more incisive!" Zhang Jiaming said with a hippie smile.

"Don't interrupt, answer my questions!" Wang Chunling tapped the enamel basin with a small spoon for making dumplings and said.

"Guess!" Zhang Jiaming pretended to be mysterious.

"Two hundred?" Zhang Jiali reported the first answer.

“no！” Zhang Jiaming shook his head slightly.

"Two hundred and five?"

"Call me stupid?" Zhang Jiaming shook his head and said.

"Three hundred?"

Zhang Jiaming still shook his head.

Wang Chunling was ruthless, gritted her teeth and reported a number that surprised her, "Five hundred!" ”

Zhang Jiaming still shook his head.

Immediately, Wang Chunling pulled her face down, "Don't tell me, you got up early and worked hard for so many days, and you set up such a big stall, and in the end you only made thirty or fifty yuan!" ”

Zhang Jiaming opened his mouth and said: "Two thousand! ”

"Bang dang!" Wang Chunling threw the spoon in her hand to the ceiling at once, "Bang!" "It fell to the ground again.

"What!" Wang Chunling's eyes widened, and she stretched out two trembling fingers and asked, "You said it's two thousand?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Zhang Jiaming shrugged his shoulders and said in his heart, he only said 2,000 for the loss, if he told his mother that it was actually 20,000, his mother would not collapse instantly!

The family of three without exception had a shocked expression, and Zhang Jiali opened her mouth exaggeratedly, and she could fill in several dumplings at a time.

"You're saying you've made two thousand dollars in just a few days? Don't lie to me, you're not a good kid! Wang Chunling couldn't believe it and confirmed to her son again.

"Mom, why am I lying to you, I'm a good student with excellent character and learning now!" Zhang Jiaming said with a smile.

Hearing her son's confirmation, Wang Chunling's expression returned to the mortal world from the fairyland, so she said very down-to-earth: "Be good! Jiaming earned more money in seven or eight days than my salary for three years! After eating dumplings, give me all the money, and my mother will help you save for your future daughter-in-law. ”

Father Zhang Weiqun said: "The child obtains income through his own labor, and the child keeps it by himself, and when school starts, don't you have to pay tuition and miscellaneous fees, books, and fees?" ”

"Zhang Weiqun, I educate your children to interfere less, how can you use so much money to pay tuition and miscellaneous fees? That's two thousand dollars! It doesn't cost them an entire third grade to pay tuition and fees. Wang Chunling picked up the spoon that had fallen on the ground and said while wiping it on her apron.

Zhang Jiaming said: "Mom, these two thousand yuan will give you a thousand yuan, and I promised my sister to buy her an electronic piano and a new school bag, if there is a balance, I will buy a new dress for my parents and sister, Mom, I don't want you to save money for me, you can add something to see what the family needs, anyway, I will make a lot of money in the future!" ”

"Poof!" Before her mother nodded, Zhang Jiali hugged her brother's neck and kissed her face, "Bah, bah!" Brother, hurry up and wash your face, your face is full of dust, and I have a mouthful! ”

"Giggles!" Wang Chunling said with a smile: "Hurry up and go back to the house to change your clothes, wash your face again, and Mom will go to the dumplings." ”

Zhang Jiaming returned to his room, took out two stacks of great unity and two electric cannons from his schoolbag, locked all the rest of the money into the drawer of the desk, and then changed into clean clothes and came out with two thousand yuan in his hand.

Zhang Jiaming put 2,000 yuan and firecrackers on the coffee table and said, "Mom, you have put aside 1,000 yuan, and the remaining 1,000 yuan is reserved for us to shop during the Spring Festival." ”

"Let's put it aside for now, I'll go to the dumplings first." Wang Chunling glanced at the unity of the two piles, and went to the kitchen to make dumplings happily.

Zhang Jiaming came out after washing his face, sat down next to his father, and asked while making dumplings clumsily: "Dad, if I remember correctly, today is the day you graduated from the youth training class of the Municipal Party School, was your graduation paper awarded the first prize?" ”

"You know that, too?" Zhang Weiqun asked in surprise, Zhang Weiqun has not mentioned this matter to anyone in the family since he came back, he wants to be happy alone for the time being, and is going to wait until he will have dinner and then tell his family, and then everyone will be happy.

Looking at his father's somewhat surprised expression, Zhang Jiaming said in his heart, I know more things, because I am a big ghost!

Zhang Jiaming put a bag of crooked dumplings on the table, "Dad, I feel very good about your paper, especially the rational use of limited funds you proposed in the article, digging deep into the potential, completing the upgrading and transformation of the company's own technology, and listing some typical examples for in-depth analysis, the method is feasible, the idea is very forward-looking, I vaguely feel that your article is very in line with the current intention of the central reform and development, such an article is not awarded the first prize is really unreasonable!" In addition, the central government has proposed to promote a group of young and promising young reserve forces to more important leadership positions, Dad, the opportunity is about to be in front of you, you must not retreat, you must establish the confidence to shoulder the heavy burden! ”

Zhang Jiaming completely ignored his surprised father, wrapped a crooked dumpling and put it on the table, and then said: "Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, I estimate that after the Spring Festival, the organization department will talk to you, Dad, you have to be mentally prepared." ”

"Eat dumplings." Wang Chunling brought a large plate of steaming dumplings to the table, and instructed her daughter, who was still obsessively watching the Spring Festival party: "Carrie, don't patronize watching TV, go and bring the dishes in the kitchen, let's eat." ”

Zhang Jiaming slipped back to his room, took out a bottle of Moutai from under the bed, ran back to the living room with a cigarette, and put the wine on the table, "Dad, I bought it to honor you!" ”

"Oh, Moutai! A bottle costs more than 20 yuan, right? Zhang Weiqun looked at his son and said happily.

"Dad, just drink! Your son is now a local tyrant, not bad for money! I'll buy it for you when I'm done. Zhang Jiaming opened the bottle cap and poured a full glass for his father.

"How can this kid talk like this, how can he call himself a local tyrant, how ugly? Come, pour a glass for Mom too. Wang Chunling complained and complained, but pushed the wine glass in front of her.

Zhang Jiaming said that after a few years, the word tyrant will become an honorific title for a person, representing identity and status, if a tyrant appears in a forum, there will be a group of people shouting wildly, let us be friends!

Zhang Jiali also handed over the wine glass, and said with a smile: "Fight the local tyrants and divide the fields!" Give my sister a cup to try! ”

Zhang Jiaming turned around and poured liquor into everyone's wine glasses, and Zhang Weiqun, as the head of the family, raised his glass to make a toast, "I wish my wife to live younger and younger for the first glass of wine, and I wish my children a pair of healthy and lively, successful academics, cheers!" ”

"I wish my dad a smooth career, sesame blossoms, cheers!" Zhang Jiaming was full of infinite joy and also blessed his father.

The wine glasses of a family of four touched slightly.

"Phew! How can such an expensive wine be so spicy! Zhang Jiali stuck out her tongue spicily.

"Hahaha! Sister, Ah took the oil! How can liquor not be spicy? Seeing his sister's embarrassment, Zhang Jiaming couldn't help laughing.

"What a waste, a glass of wine is worth a few dollars! Hurry up and serve it to your dad! Wang Chunling was distressed.

Zhang Jiaming put down the wine glass, this warm feeling from the family, will always inadvertently move people, he smiled and silently looked at the relatives in front of him, recalling the Spring Festival of the Year of the Rat in the previous life was so unbearable, now that I am back, let all the unhappiness that has happened become a cloud of smoke.

After being full of wine and food, Zhang Jiaming nested in the sofa to watch the CCTV Spring Festival Gala of the Year of the Rat, with his parents and sister sitting next to him, although this year's Spring Festival Gala Zhang Jiaming had watched N replays in his previous life, although this nine-year-old child's small body has been seriously overdrawn by him in the past few days, but he still insists on watching the Spring Festival Gala with his family, and he enjoys the feeling of snuggling up to his relatives.

In the end, Zhang Jiaming fell asleep in the cheerful laughter of his parents and sister, and the sound of firecrackers to welcome the arrival of the Lunar Year of the Rat could not wake him up......