Mazda rang out with a roar.

Zhang Chengwang drove the car bought with his son's money, not to mention how comfortable he was, and the wife next to him looked at the corners of her husband's smug mouth, and couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Look at your sassy look!" ”

"Why, the child has a future and knows how to be filial to his parents, and we should enjoy it as parents...... Look at what kind of mentality you have, the bank card that the child gave me is not private money, it is the common property of our family, and besides, I just bought a scooter, this is not for the convenience of travel, do you need to hold on? Zhang Chengwang looked in the rearview mirror, and said to his son who was smiling and silent in the back seat: "Zhang Heng, you give a comment, that time I went to Yanhai, when I left, did you beg Bai Lai to give me a bank card?" ”

Zhang Heng saw that his parents were arguing, and hurriedly smiled: "Yes, yes, I gave it to my father, Mom, my son really doesn't lack this money now, so you don't have to worry about my father." ”

Huang Wenmin ignored it, Zhang Chengwang smiled: "Your mother, that's jealousy, you have the heart to think about your father, of course your father is happy, but remember your mother's stingy temper, he can't see you kissing me, ouch, smell this vinegar smell, it's too strong!" ”

Huang Wenmin glanced at her husband and scolded: "If you don't say a few words, you will die?" Drive your car! Zhang Heng, I'm going to the temple market soon, you remember to give your grandfather a New Year's greeting after you get off the bus! ”

"Got it!" Zhang Heng agreed.

Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhang Heng's family bought a whole trunk of gifts and rushed back to their hometown "temple market".

Miaoji is a township, Zhang Heng's grandfather Zhang Qisong, after retiring from the system, returned to his homeland and enjoyed his old age here.

Zhang Qisong is now seventy-nine years old, almost in his old age, although he cannot be called a crane with a childish face, but the perennial health preservation makes Zhang Qisong more energetic than his peers in appearance.

In terms of the average life expectancy of Chinese people, Zhang Qisong's current age can be regarded as a high lifespan.

At this time, Zhang Qisong was wearing a thick cotton jacket, lying on a wicker chair, with a thick blanket on his legs, quietly basking in the sun.

The yard is full of toon trees, the cold wind blows in winter, the abrupt branches sway lightly with the wind, Zhang Qisong squinted slightly, listening to the report of a young man next to him.

“…… That's the general thing, Zhang Heng is outstanding in this generation, and at a young age, he has already obtained wealth that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve in his life...... However, in the course of the investigation, we found a trace of discrepancy in Zhang Heng's residence...... "The young man's hair was a little messy, and a trace of fatigue flashed on his face, but he still clearly described the information in the file.

Zhang Qisong turned his head slightly and gestured to continue.

"Elder Zhang, take a look at this photo first." The young man hesitated, then pulled out a photo from the document and handed it to Zhang Qisong.

Zhang Qisong nodded, took a pair of reading glasses from the rattan chair, put them on, raised his hand slightly, took the photo, and looked at the photo carefully.

The young man bent down to pick it up.

Zhang Qisong looked at the photo and was speechless for a long time, and after a while, he muttered: "It's too similar......"

In the photo, Zhang Heng is beside an elevator, helping a girl with her luggage.

Zhang Qisong rubbed his eyebrows, and asked in a hoarse throat, "Who is this child?" ”

The young man glanced at Zhang Lao and replied: "Her name is Zhou Jieyu, she is a neighbor of the house that Zhang Heng bought, and she lives in Diyu Shanhe, Residence No. 3302, but it should be a temporary residence, as for the specific identity information...... I'm sorry, Elder, this already involves Imperial secrets, and I don't have permission to look at it! ”

"Xiao Liao, you have a heart!"

Zhang Qisong took the photo, looked at it again, then sighed, took off his glasses, and closed his eyes gently: "Zhang Heng, this kid, almost caused a catastrophe......"

The young man was silent, and only after a long time did he say: "On the whole, Zhang Heng is the most promising person among your grandchildren to reach that level, but ...... Neither is there much hope. ”

Zhang Qisong snorted, as if he couldn't arouse his interest in speaking, waved his hand, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

The young man sighed in his heart and quietly left the courtyard.

……

Zhang Heng doesn't know much about Zhang Qisong, but in the only remaining memory, his grandfather was a powerful figure in Yucheng back then.

The power of the secretary general of a municipal party committee, in ancient times, was the dog-headed military division beside Xiao Xiong, although it was inconspicuous, but under normal circumstances, it was a key figure in deciding important decisions.

Even if you retire, you can protect your children and grandchildren from being too messy.

The third uncle Zhang Chengyuan is an example, and his career development route looks like a copy version of Zhang Qisong. This year, he just moved from the post of secretary of the office of the Yu City Forestry Bureau to Zhongshan County as the deputy director of construction.

Although it is a flat tone, but there is an old man in the family, there is a treasure, and Zhang Qisong is the driving force behind it, Zhang Chengyuan's career in the future will naturally not be too bad, and the position of deputy director of construction is of course only a temporary stay.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the four sons of the Zhang family, except for the fourth Zhang Cheng'an, who started a business in the United States and could not come back, the other three sons all arrived at the temple with their respective heirs and families on this day.

This is a single courtyard of nearly 500 square meters, except for a few necessary residences, the courtyard is planted with toon trees according to Zhang Qisong's preferences.

Every summer, the leaves of the toon tree will emit a faint fragrance, picking its leaves, chiseling the sap, adding some spices, it becomes a delicacy in the whole temple market.

When Zhang Heng's family walked into the single courtyard, the eldest uncle Zhang Jiqing and the third uncle Zhang Chengyuan had already taken their wives and children to pay New Year's greetings to the old man.

Zhang Jiqing's son is called Zhang Xiaoming, who is now majoring in financial management at a university in Yanjing, and has served as a student union cadre in the school.

Zhang Xiaoming is not as obese as his father, and he is naturally well-skinned, and he is the crush of many girls at school, but there is a big problem, that is, he is too proud.

Pride is a word that can be praised or degraded, but if you zoom in - too proud, and show it, it is a poison that can kill people.

Since hearing the news that his father brought back after visiting his second uncle's house a few days ago, Zhang Xiaoming deliberately checked Zhang Heng's popularity on the Internet, and the result naturally surprised the proud Zhang Xiaoming, so Zhang Xiaoming was surprisingly silent at this year's family gathering.

The third Zhang Chengyuan has a daughter, named Zhang Jiaqian, who is now in her third year of high school, and will join the Black June Army in the summer of this year to fight the college entrance examination.

But unfortunately, Zhang Jiaqian's personality is quiet and taciturn, and her academic performance can only be regarded as average, no accident, and it can only be the fate of an ordinary undergraduate in the future.

The two families have already greeted the old man one after another, asked for peace, and are getting together to talk and laugh.

Later, Zhang Heng's family naturally did not show weakness, and after moving all the elderly health care products in the trunk out of the car, they handed them over to the nanny in the yard.

Then, Zhang Chengwang took his son and wife and quickly walked to the old man sitting in the living room on crutches.

"Dad, my son has given you a New Year's greeting!"

Zhang Chengwang hurriedly finished speaking, ignoring the surprise in the eyes of the two brothers next to him, he knelt on the ground with a thud, knocking his head three times, and the people who watched were shocked and suspicious.

What's wrong with the second child, what are the nerves?

Zhang Heng stood aside, also stunned.

Only Huang Wenmin sighed and did not speak.

Zhang Qisong looked at the second son's confessional appearance, his expression was light, and he suddenly sighed: "The little county lord is now married to a commoner woman, and he is not a member of the royal family, so you don't have to worry about me being angry." ”

Hearing this, all the elders in the living room suddenly realized, only Zhang Heng and these juniors looked ignorant.

Zhang Heng was even more puzzled, looking at his grandfather's narrative, this little county lord, could it be that it was Guo Si's mother Zhou Xia?

That Zhang Heng was even more puzzled.

The people of the royal family are not accessible to ordinary people, and it can be said that the mountains are in a state of admiration among the commoners, but why does grandpa have a vague sense of opposition?

Zhang Heng thought of the old man's life, and couldn't help but look solemn.

Zhang Qisong followed a member of the royal family to the north and south when he was a child, and then approached the age of forty, and the royal family member who always followed him was only then dying of old age and becoming a handful of misa, so Zhang Qisong had the opportunity to be sent to the countryside and start a smooth sailing career.

According to ordinary people's understanding, Zhang Qisong has his current status, and he should be grateful to this royal family.

But why is there a trace of sorrow in Grandpa's tone?

Zhang Chengwang heard his father's words, nodded, stood up, and just wanted to say something, he was interrupted by Zhang Qisong waving his hand: "As for your intention to sell your ancestral house without permission, it happened at that time