"I ask you if you look good with a smile?"

"Well, it's good-looking, in fact, she almost quarreled with her mother about this, what's wrong uncle?" Looking at his uncle, Zhang Weiping's eyes were still a little red and said.

"It's okay, it's a happy thing to get married. Looking at Zhang Jiangang again, he patted Zhang Weiping on the shoulder.

"Huh?"

"Send me the specific time and place of the meeting. ”

"Huh?"

"Ah what, can the niece and daughter-in-law who gets it still let her run away? Send it to me, your dad can't do it, your dad is too honest and too cowardly, I'll definitely go next Saturday, I'll give you the town!"

“......”

Although he was only in his twenties in his previous life, Zhang Jiangang was a person from the past after all, and he knew the entanglements. In the face of some things, sometimes it is really powerless.

But the time when a person's fate is really decided is not now, but the era of Reiki revival not long after.

At that time, not only fate, but even lifespan will be stratified.

Therefore, young people can stand up again, and it is estimated that new opportunities will arrive by the end of 19 years at the latest.

It is absolutely impossible for his own aura recovery industry chain to be without young people. What's more, they will be the most energetic and impactful group at that time, and they will be the mainstay and hope of the era of Reiki recovery.

And just when Zhang Jiangang was worried about his nephew, another young man was also hit, and his own house also caught fire.

The Longteng crowd is very beautiful, and Wang Lifen called again. And a phone call made Zhang Jiangang's family, including Yin Xiaolei, startled.

"Lao Zhang, hurry down! Did your Wenjun and his family quarrel?" said on the phone.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jiangang sighed in his heart, and looked at his daughter-in-law Yin Xiaolei.

"Have you quarreled recently?" Zhang Jiangang asked even more when he looked at his daughter-in-law.

The daughter-in-law looked confused, "No?"

"Come down, Wen Jun is drinking alone in a restaurant outside the community, drunk and embarrassed to tears, the wine bottles are piled up on the table! Hurry up, hurry up, it's in that 'my hotel' restaurant." ”

"What? another crying? Oh my God, why are the young people of your world so fragile! Okay, okay, okay, I'll come down right away~"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Jiangang immediately changed his shoes.

"What's wrong Dad?" "What's wrong Uncle?"

"Your eldest brother is drinking alone outside the community, drunk. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Yin Xiaolei hurriedly prepared to go down and take a look.

"Xiaolei, you watch Lele at home, I'll just go down. ”

"Uncle, I'll go down with you!"

"Good. ”

Looking at her father-in-law who went out, Yin Xiaolei's heart fluttered.

"Let's go, mom will take you to sleep first. At the same time, thinking of something, Yin Xiaolei hurriedly wanted to put her daughter to sleep first.

As for Zhang Jiangang.

Alas, these boys, there is no one who is particularly worry-free!

Drinking, drinking, you look for your father to drink, you, you're all at the door of the house, what kind of strength is drinking alone outside!

Sighing, Zhang Jiangang and his nephew Zhang Weiping hurriedly went downstairs.

At this moment, in a small restaurant called 'My Restaurant' next to National Highway 303 outside Longteng Community, a young man in his early thirties was drinking in a corner of the restaurant, and his eyes were red.

The collar of the shirt had long been torn open, the briefcase was still on the chair, and there were a pile of beer bottles and two or three second-pot bottles lying on the table, and the young man was blushing and drunken and talking nonsense.

In the space of the collar of the young man's shirt, at the corners of his mouth, there were some blood stains.

"Brother, drink less~"

The young man glanced at the boss who came to persuade him, and then continued to drink without saying a word.

"Alas~" Seeing that he didn't listen to the persuasion, the hotel owner and the waiter were also anxious and helpless.

"What's the matter, brother, what's the big deal about torturing yourself so much? Don't drink, you have to go to work tomorrow." The shopkeeper sat down and persuaded him.

The young man shook his head vigorously with drunken eyes, and then poured the second pot head into his mouth.

The young man is Zhang Wenjun, the son of Zhang Jiangang.

"Lovelorn?" the shopkeeper asked again.

It's just that Zhang Wenjun didn't say anything, he drank by himself, and the whole person staggered.

After drinking liquor and beer, the beer bottle was erected, and the beer foam flowed out of the corners of the mouth.

Thinking of his father who had just returned from the hospital, thinking of his wife who was pregnant with his second child, and thinking of his daughter, Zhang Wenjun was sad.

He hates, he hates how he is so stupid, he can't tell the difference between good guys and bad guys.

He hated himself for being so unlucky.

What to do, what to do in the future? High mortgage, living expenses, children's school fees. What should I do with my wife and children, and what about my father? The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved and desperate Zhang Wenjun felt!

The more desperate he became, the more Zhang Wenjun poured wine into his mouth.

The cold wine went down to the stomach, and the feeling of swelling and intoxication not only did not alleviate his pain, but became more and more sorrowful, more and more desperate, and more and more almost collapsed.

The more you talk, the more chaotic it becomes, the more you get drunk.

Seeing this scene, the restaurant owners frowned.

When Zhang Jiangang arrived under the leadership of Wang Lifen, Zhang Wenjun was almost drunk and lay on the table, full of nonsense.

"Wenjun, don't drink, your dad is here~" As soon as she entered the door, Wang Lifen shouted even more anxiously.

It's just that Zhang Wenjun was already drunk and dazed, and he couldn't hear what was being shouted behind him with his back to the door.

While drinking, his eyes were red and confused, and he was holding peanuts and beans, and the whole person was about to lie on the table, and his hands were already out of order.

It's embarrassing and sad.

Seeing the person coming, and hearing Wang Lifen's words just now, the shopkeeper hurriedly got up from his seat.

"Uncle, your son?"

"Well, what's going on?"

"I don't know, I went up and asked him, but he didn't say, he kept drinking there by himself. The shopkeeper looked at Zhang Jiangang and said cautiously, sighing. "Maybe it's too much pressure, go and persuade him. ”

Zhang Jiangang nodded, glanced at his son's back, and then walked over.

Gently, Zhang Jiangang walked over, and then gently patted his son's shoulder from behind.

"Wenjun, Wenjun?"

"En?" A drunken blushing face turned around and looked at Zhang Jiangang in confusion.

Seeing this scene, let alone Zhang Jiangang, even Wang Meili was very distressed and sad.

"What's the matter, why is this a person drinking here alone?" Zhang Jiangang said with a frown.

Looking at the person who came again, Zhang Wenjun, who was drunk and in a trance, paused slightly, and then squinted his eyes.

Then he smiled with a red face, his eyes foggy.

"Hey, big brother, you look very much like a person, yes, especially like my dad. Come big brother, you come and drink with me, count mine, count mine~" Zhang Wenjun was about to pull Zhang Jiangang to continue drinking.

Big brother, I'll smoke you and me! Zhang Jiangang has a black line.

"What nonsense is Wenjun talking about, this is your father!" Seeing that Zhang Wenjun couldn't even recognize his father when he drank, Wang Lifen hurriedly said.

"Brother Wen Jun, this is uncle. Why did you drink like this?" Zhang Weiping couldn't help but say, and sighed in his heart.

"My dad?"

first froze for a moment, then looked at the face in front of him, and then Zhang Wenjun's body trembled.

And the next moment, something unexpected happened to Wang Lifen, Zhang Weiping, the hotel owner and others.

Zhang Wenjun completely collapsed.

The man in his thirties plunged headlong into Zhang Jiangang's chest, crying like a child.

It's a collapsed tear of despair for an adult man crushed by stress.

"Dad, I can't bear it, I'm unemployed, I really can't bear Dad...... It took me more than half a year, and the order that I invested a lot of effort was intercepted by the boss...... And Lele, and you, and Xiaolei and the child in her belly, I really can't bear Dad~"

Lying on Zhang Jiangang's shoulder, Zhang Wenjun collapsed and said, or it is better to vent.

"Okay, okay, cry, just cry. ”

Zhang Jiangang understood that his son was unemployed.

Unemployment is not too terrible for some people, but it is terrible for a family situation like a son. There are old and young, there is still one in the belly, as well as the mortgage and living expenses, etc., under all kinds of pressure, coupled with unemployment at this time, the son can't bear it.

"Cry, it's comfortable to cry. Gently patting his son's back, Zhang Jiangang said.

Isn't it just unemployed? Don't be afraid of your son, with your father!

The next moment, I cried even more.

“......”

"Ahh You two brothers cry one after the other, crying and crying. ”

"How old are you when you get a big fart. With your father, I will come to your father's company tomorrow, and my father will directly let you be the second generation of rich!"

Zhang Jiangang is not a person who likes to shed tears, and he does not like to see others cry. So today is a nephew first, then a son, and a second brother on the phone in the middle, Zhang Jiangang is really awkward.

But even so, although he was joking, Zhang Jiangang's eyes were actually a little red when he patted his son on the shoulder.

Because he understands that sometimes this is the reality, but he is lucky, and his son is also lucky, he has his own father.

"Cry, don't cry! How much is the boss, settle the bill!" While supporting his son, Zhang Jiangang said to the boss.

"169 in total," the waiter was about to speak.

"Forget it, there are not many money uncles, there are not many money. The shopkeeper hurriedly shook his hand.

As for Zhang Wenjun, he wanted to pay the bill, but he couldn't stand on his feet for a long time.

At the same time, Zhang Weiping hurriedly came over to support his cousin.

"No, I'll do it myself. Weiping, go back first, remember to call me when the two sides meet!"

And Zhang Wenjun, who was lying on Zhang Jiangang's shoulder, was still muttering and talking nonsense: "I can't be angry, I beat him! I pressed my boss under the desk in front of everyone and beat him, and my colleague sent a WeChat message saying that just now our boss called the police, and I ......."

"Okay, isn't it just a fight, I have a father!"

If you fight well, if you don't beat your father, you still have to help you fight.

"Ahh Looking at Zhang Weiping next to him, his face changed slightly, and he said to Zhang Jiangang even more worriedly.

Looking at Comrade Zhang Jiangang's face without changing color and his heart not beating, he freed his hand to broadcast a number.

"Lao Guo, I haven't slept yet, I'm sorry for you. Zhang Jiangang said into the phone.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, you're too polite, no, you're coaxing your grandson to watch TV, and it just so happens that my son is there. Just now, the two of us were talking to you, saying how to thank you, Mr. Zhang, for helping me see a good illness. The other party replied, "What's the matter, Mr. Zhang, don't be polite if you have something, you say." ”

"Oh, my son's side...... And then got into a fight with his boss. He and his boss are college classmates and not alumni. ”

"It's just a brute, it's a good fight! I'll fight it too! Then your son is okay, right?"

Wang Lifen next to "......" has a black line. Others don't know who Comrade Zhang is talking to, but Wang Lifen does.