The night was getting deeper, and a few brothers-in-law were drunk, hooking their shoulders and backs, looking like two brothers.

Zhang Zhaohai was particularly drunk and cheerful today.

Today, several brothers-in-law took turns to persuade him to drink, but he didn't deliberately shirk it, just wanted to have a good time.

"Son, wait a few more years, your father can't drink, you will take over." Zhang Zhaohai said drunkenly.

"Still talking nonsense? I don't know how much I drank. Song Wenqin complained softly, but she was not angry, if it was the past, if her father drank like this and went back, she would definitely come to the fire.

But today is different, she knows that Zhang Zhaohai is happy today, and she hasn't been so happy for a long time.

Zhang Yang drove the car, smiling and not speaking, anyway, he listened to Zhang Zhaohai talk about the mountains along the way. How much a man is drunk wants to brag, but Dad is bragging today, Zhang Yang is a little willing to bow down.

The next morning, it was also the last day for Zhang Yang to stay at home.

On this day, their family of three deliberately drove back to their hometown, where the old man and the old couple of the Zhang family lived a leisurely pastoral life in the countryside.

"Come on, come on, bring so many things." Old man Zhang has a tough body, more than seventy years old, and he is still a tall body.

"Grandpa, the shelf life of other things is relatively long, the main thing is to pay attention to the milk, I have marked the expiration date for you with a black pen on the milk carton, don't forget it." Zhang Yang stood up, put down the pen, and told him over and over again.

"I know, I know, I can't break it." The old man said indifferently, and looked at the cigarette in his hand over and over again, "This cigarette is not cheap, is it?" ”

"It's okay, it's mostly good to smoke." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Understood, I'd better keep this cigarette and smoke it myself, and I won't go out for a walk." Old Man Zhang nodded, and immediately understood what Zhang Yang meant.

Outside the door, Zhang Yang's grandmother caught a few real free-range hens from the chicken shed.

"It's all three years old, and it's delicious to go back and stew soup." Grandma said.

Zhang Yang is greedy for this real free-range old hen, and the chicken from the chicken dealer in the vegetable market, no matter how it is stewed, it is clear soup with little water, and the meat is very woody, and it is not delicious at all.

But this old hen is different, and it is ten miles fragrant when it is stewed.

Even in the magic capital, such a real farmer's free-range chicken will be difficult to buy for a while, and there must be a channel.

The trunk of the car was open, and when it came, it was full of things, and now all the things were unloaded in the hometown, and when they returned, they were stuffed with all kinds of things.

Zhang Yang walked up to the ridge, looked at the endless fields, and the wind was blowing from all directions, and his body and mind were extremely comfortable.

There was a sound of closing the trunk behind him, and Zhang Yang looked back and knew that it was time to go back.

"Mom and Dad, let you go up with us, you said that you old couple are in the countryside, I don't feel at ease no matter how I think about it." Zhang Zhaohai was very uneasy.

"Neighbors, your uncles are here, you can rest assured." The old man waved his hand.

In the countryside, you can work in the fields at the age of eighty, and Mr. Zhang feels that at his age, he is barely in the prime of life, so what can be the problem.

knew that he couldn't beat Old Man Zhang, and Zhang Zhaohai could only give up.

On the way back, Zhang Yang looked in the rearview mirror, and the old couple stood on the side of the road, watching them, especially the old man Zhang, with his hands behind his back, not moving for a long time.

At three or four o'clock, the Porsche returned with a full load.

That night, the family had a good meal again to celebrate the short reunion of the family during the May Day holiday.

Mountains and rivers meet, and the coming days can be expected.

Zhang Yang hopes that the next time he comes back, he can bring more great changes to his parents.

Early the next morning, on the eve of departure.

Zhang Yang stood on the side of the road, accepting repeated admonitions from his parents.

"Luck is only temporary, you can't hope for luck for everything, such a thing as jade rough, I still hope you don't touch it again." Zhang Zhaohai said in a rare and serious tone.

How does gambling addiction come about? tasted the sweetness, and then planted the heel and wanted to turn the tables, so as to fall into it step by step.

He was afraid that Zhang Yang's money would come too easily, and how would he go back as a result.

"Don't worry, Dad, I won't touch it." Zhang Yang nodded without hesitation and agreed.

Unless the system comes up with something that makes a sure profit, anyway, he is no longer ready to rely on luck to gamble, relying on the system, enjoying a huge amount of cashback every day?

"That's good." Zhang Zhaohai nodded with satisfaction.

Zhang Yang's son, in general, reassures him.

On the side, Song Wenqin was busy tying up the old hen, preparing to let Zhang Yang take it to the magic capital to ensure the freshest meat.

Since he was a child, Zhang Zhaohai has been holding family banquets, Zhang Yang has been exposed to it, killing a chicken, dealing with things like stewed soup is not too simple, it is simply easy for him to be caught.

The trunk was closed, Zhang Yang hugged his parents, and embarked on the journey back to Shanghai.

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Around noon, Zhang Yang returned to the magic capital.

In the underground garage of the serviced apartment, Zhang Yang sent a video to Bei Wei, ready to care.

The video opens, and Bevi is wearing pajamas and sneezing from time to time.

"Brother Zhang, have you eaten?" She was eating a very simple takeaway with a very nasal voice.

"Got a cold?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Hmm." Bei Wei's little head nodded wildly, "The nose is blocked, and it is uncomfortable." ”

"When you have a cold, you eat takeout?" Zhang Yang couldn't cry or laugh.

"I don't have the energy to go out when I have a cold, and I don't want to cook, so I just have to deal with it." As soon as the words fell, Bei Wei sneezed again, and she hurriedly covered her nose and mouth with a tissue, for fear that Zhang Yang would see some embarrassment.

"You wait a minute." Zhang Yang hung up the video, and he didn't plan to get out of the car, so he went directly to Bei Wei's apartment.

Downstairs in the apartment, after parking the car, Zhang Yang directly held the old hen with fluttering wings in one hand, and called Bei Wei by the way.

"What floor?"

"Brother Zhang, why are you here?!" Bei Wei was overjoyed.

"Come and see you, by the way, your roommate... Is it convenient for me to come over? "After all, it is a girl sharing a house, and Zhang Yang still has the proportions he should have.

"Brother Zhang, wait." Bei Wei seemed to get up, and after a while, "Brother Zhang, come up, on the sixteenth floor, I'll press the elevator." ”

After a few moments, the elevator doors opened.

Zhang Yang stepped out of the elevator and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

A tall figure stood inside the door, looking at Zhang Yang's expression was not very friendly, it was Bei Wei's roommate, she didn't stop Zhang Yang, and she didn't know if Bei Wei told her in advance.

"Belle, someone has arrived." She took two steps back and looked at the live chicken fluttering with wings in Zhang Yang's hand, with a disgusted expression on her face.

Zhang Yang didn't see it, and walked into the apartment shared by Bei Wei and others with the chicken.

The furnishings in the apartment are very exquisite, and at a cursory glance, there are also a hundred or ten square meters, and it is naturally more than enough for two girls to live.

The door opened not far away, and Bevi poked her head out.

"Brother Zhang, you sit down for a while, I'll change my clothes... Hey? Brother Zhang, did you bring chickens? ”

"Yes, chicken soup at night." Zhang Yang walked straight to the kitchen. "You go back to your room and stay, I'll call you."