Under the fence, especially if this person is still a relative, this kind of taste is not comfortable for anyone.

Now that there are conditions, Zhang Yang raised his hands to support his father to come out.

"It's really not good, I'll take some money to open a small restaurant for you, with your Dad, your craft, isn't it better to be your own boss than to work for others?"

"Yes, there is this idea." Zhang Zhaohai smiled embarrassedly.

Parents all want to save face, and they should be as active as possible when paying money for their children, but asking for money from their children is a last resort.

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhaohai couldn't help but tell Zhang Yang the cause and effect.

"I have to come and go." Zhang Yang was unhappy when he heard it.

A few years ago, my uncle's family just opened a restaurant, and several relatives almost pooled money to support it, and the house price was still low that year, and the family originally planned to pay a down payment to buy a house for him, but it was delayed because of borrowing money from my uncle.

Later, the money was returned after grinding and chirping, but the house price also rose early.

Back then, gritted his teeth to pay a down payment, repaid the loan and dared to look at the house, at that time, he didn't dare to look at it, after all, it was easy to pay back for decades, and it felt like a mountain when he thought about it.

Regret it? Regret! But how? I still endured it, after all, it was a relative, a brother-in-law.

Damn, I want to borrow some money from this uncle, there are a lot of bullshit things!

"Not in contact? I don't care, what about your mother? That's his little brother. Zhang Zhaohai shook his head helplessly.

After a few generations, the relationship will naturally fade away, but now this is not an ordinary relationship, it is his brother-in-law, Song Wenqin's brother-in-law, and Zhang Yang's brother-in-law.

"My mother? She and her brother-in-law are sisters and brothers, and she has no blood relationship with her aunt. Zhang Yang smiled.

They are all married, so they are naturally separated.

The father and son chatted all the way in the car, and in the afternoon, it seemed that they had not chatted so deeply for a long time.

"What are you doing with so many good cigarettes and wine, your dad and I can't eat fine chaff because I am a boar." Zhang Zhaohai laughed sarcastically.

"If others can eat, my dad will naturally eat too." Zhang Yang turned his head to look at his father.

This old man, shaking his senses, his head is so bald, he is so old.

"Spending money in a clean mess." Zhang Zhaohai was relieved, laughed and scolded, feeling that this son was really not raised in vain.

Outside at two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yang drove back to his home.

Three bedrooms and two living rooms are 120 square meters, which looks quite large, but the age of the house is old.

I parked the car and when I got home, I heard movement in the kitchen.

"Mom, what are you busy with?" Zhang Yang stepped forward and asked.

As soon as Song Wenqin turned around, her eyes widened suddenly, "You are my son?" ”

"No, what's that called?" Zhang Yang smiled speechlessly, no matter how big the change is, can his mother still recognize him? Mom, you're naughty again.

"Oh my God." Song Wenqin smiled from ear to ear, "I never dreamed that my son would be so thin and handsome one day." ”

In her eyes, Zhang Yang in front of her is tall and well-proportioned, has a good temperament, and is full of spirit, isn't this handsome, what is handsome?

Zhang Yang stood obediently, and let his mother turn around and look.

Zhang Zhaohai was full of energy to carry cigarettes and alcohol to his home, this box of Wuliangye, Moutai, this came from his son's heart, and his old father was simply indescribable.

"Huh? Where's this wine? Song Wenqin easily discovered the strangeness mixed in good cigarettes and good wine.

"My aunt forced it over." Zhang Yang said.

"She sent it?" Song Wenqin snorted angrily and said, "Go back and throw it in the garage, and take this with you when you go to their house for the New Year." ”

The father and son glanced at each other, and they both saw the smile and tacit understanding in each other's eyes.

"Mom, dissipate your anger, look at what I brought you." Zhang Yang took out the bracelet he brought to Song Wenqin. Although it is not a superlative, the price of more than 100,000 yuan is enough for Song Wenqin to gain enough face in her circle of sisters.

Song Wenqin was surprised and stretched out her hand to try it on, her eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Not cheap, right?" She turned her wrist and looked at it over and over.

"Mom, don't talk about that." Zhang Yang waved his hand, "I heard from my father, are you going to go out and open a small restaurant?" ”

"With this, your dad has taken care of the place." Song Wenqin glanced at Zhang Zhaohai, nodded and admitted.

"Then let's do this while I'm at home these days." Zhang Yang smiled.

The family of three talked for a long time about this question.

Song Wenqin naturally thought that the money would be used to buy a house first, and the house was bought, and her heart was stable.

But how does she know Zhang Yang's actual situation, and what is the urgency to buy a house? finally borrowed the gambling stone and had a sum of hot cash, of course Zhang Yang wanted to use it to the greatest extent. One for parents to open a store, and one for parents to stay in case of emergency.

And leave a sum of money on your body, and you don't have to bother to talk about it next time you show your financial resources in front of your parents.

In this family, it seems that Song Wenqin is in charge, but if Zhang Yang, the person in charge of buying a house, does not agree, it will not work.

In the end, Song Wenqin still couldn't resist Zhang Yang and decided to open a store.

It's not a big restaurant, but it's just a small restaurant where you can eat guest meals and have a few private rooms with some tables.

But although the business is small, it is of far-reaching significance to Zhang Zhaohai and his family.

After spending most of his life, he finally took the road of self-reliance and becoming his own boss.

"Mom and Dad, I think you can do it, don't look at it as a small restaurant now, but maybe it will become bigger in the future, become a restaurant, a big restaurant, you see the current taste of Yinghai City, it was a small shop many years ago, what about now? There are seven or eight branches of the big restaurant. Zhang Yang painted the flatbread vigorously.

"I don't dare to think about it, I don't dare to think about it, my parents will be satisfied if it can be as big as your uncle's family." Song Wenqin couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

"Uncle's house?" Zhang Yang smiled, but did not make any comment.

Today is the last day of the month, and tomorrow is May Day.

Zhang Yang's fitness task, most of the thirty days have passed, and today is the end of the month, according to his own efforts this month, the body fat should also meet the standard, and the five experience points must be won first.

That night, the family of three had a good meal at home.

As long as the two of them are willing to toss the dishes, Zhang Yang is definitely feasting, this is the advantage of having a chef at home.

All kinds of big dishes and small dishes, Zhang Zhaohai showed his skills, and Song Wenqin started to do it, one after another.

Tonight is not only to welcome Zhang Yang's son home, but also to celebrate that their family has ushered in a new beginning from today.

"Cheers!" Zhang Zhaohai was full of Wuliangye and drank happily.

Zhang Yang endured not drinking, and he had to go to the local gym later to continue his fitness task.

He didn't dare to delay once, and if he practiced one day less, the loss would be multiplied by sixty.