[These two chapters in the plot, may be written so blandly, but the pig's feet are now cultivated, if you still ignore your parents and only want to be chic and proud, it will be in vain for the son of man, so these two chapters must be written, since it is not good to write it in one stroke, after all, the pig's feet parents are not passers-by B passer-by. 】

"As soon as my son came back, he complained, as if I had detained you. Here, let you eat enough, so that your son really thinks I bullied his father!" Before Zhang Weidong could speak, Yang Yingqing had already sandwiched a big piece of braised pork to block Zhang Guodong's mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Weidong laughed and said, "Mom, although you are bullied, anyway, Dad said that I am still in the same camp as you." ”

"Good boy, I hurt you in vain!" Zhang Guodong was so depressed that he raised his hand and was about to knock Zhang Weidong's head, but Yang Yuqing had already stood majestically in front of him with a shovel, and his eyes widened, and Zhang Guodong immediately put down his hand obediently.

At this time, Yang Yuqing turned around and looked at his son with a smile, and said: "My son is still the best for me, how can he be like your father, I know how to call your mother in this life, and I don't know how to be grateful!"

Zhang Weidong smiled when he heard the words and said to Zhang Guodong: "Did Dad hear it, Mom has an opinion." ”

Zhang Guodong glared at Zhang Weidong fiercely when he heard this, and then said: "Okay, I know, I am a first- and third-class citizen in this family." ”

"Even if you are still a little self-aware, Wei Dong will go to the living room to watch TV and eat some fruit first, and Mom will cook two more dishes to start the meal. Yang Yuqing glanced at Zhang Guodong proudly, and then said to Zhang Weidong.

Zhang Weidong said hello with a smile, then reached out and put his arm around Zhang Guodong's neck, and said with a smile: "Dad went to the living room, I brought you a set of clothes, you can try it." ”

When Zhang Guodong heard this, he smiled, and showed off to Yang Yuqing: "Did you hear it?" ”

Saying that he swaggered towards the living room with his son as if he had won a battle, Yang Shuqing shook his head with a smile when he saw this, but his face was full of happiness.

Zhang Weidong's home is a two-bedroom apartment, and the dining room and living room are two in one. The rooms and halls are not big

The sofa and everything are a little old, but they give people a neat and sophisticated feeling

Obviously, Yang Yiqing is not only a great people's teacher, but also a good wife and mother.

Zhang Guodong is not used to formal wear, so Zhang Weidong bought him a set of Lilang's business casual clothes, which are simple but not simple, and they are easy to wear and can show a bit of the majesty of being a teacher.

As soon as Zhang Guodong put it on and felt just right, he happily ran to the kitchen to show off to Yang Yingqing.

"How is it, the clothes my son bought me are not bad, right?" Zhang Guodong asked.

"Of course, my son could have bought it worse. Yang Yingqing glanced at her rejuvenated husband and said proudly.

Zhang Guodong couldn't refute this, but he felt that he couldn't get back to the field, so he turned his head and shouted at Zhang Weidong, who was eating vegetables in the living room: "Weidong, this dress costs a lot of money, right?"

"One thousand fifteen. Zhang Weidong replied. If it weren't for the school sports meeting to be held immediately after the National Day, and the prize money was in sight, Zhang Weidong really wouldn't dare to be so generous

Zhang Guodong is a real person, and others ignore the repeated orders of the superiors to run cram schools in private, desperately trying to make money from students. However, he only taught diligently, and never set up a name to charge students for make-up classes. Even if there are students with bad grades and can't do it without tutoring, he never takes money. So Zhang Guodong gets a dead salary, which is not high, about 2,000 per month. So I usually eat more frugally, but when I heard that this set of clothes turned out to be 1,500 yuan, I couldn't help but be shocked.

But soon Zhang Guodong had to get up, shaking his clothes and saying to Yang Yuqing: "I heard that there is no one thousand and five, and it is almost enough to catch up with my monthly salary, this son is ......."

Yang Yuqing has lived with Zhang Guodong for most of his life, so he doesn't know what he will talk about later

Hearing this, he couldn't help but glance at him, and said, "What about the teacher? I think you are a vulgar person." Why is it that the clothes that my son bought you are expensive, but what if they are cheap?"

Zhang Guodong didn't expect to show off

On the contrary, he has become a layman, and the partiality is still reasonable

I had to say sarcastically: "You can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour." ”

Not to mention, Yang Yingqing is really a little sour in her heart. You said that this son finally grew up and started to work to make money, and as soon as he got home, he bought things for his father, but didn't buy things for his mother, can it not be sour?

At this time, Zhang Weidong walked over with a pair of women's women and said with a smile: "Mom, I can't pick up your clothes as a big man, so I bought you a pair of cucb shoes, these shoes are especially safe, and you won't get tired after standing in these shoes for a long time, I heard that former US President George W. Bush also wears these shoes." ”

This time, Yang Yuqing's heart was finally balanced, and Zhang Guodong glanced at him and said: "Did you hear it, American goods!" My son will put it away first, and wait for his mother to cook the dishes before wearing them, we don't have to worry like someone wearing a set of clothes." ”

"Worship the foreign. Zhang Guodong muttered in a low voice.

Zhang Weidong finally couldn't help laughing when he heard this, Zhang Guodong and Yang Yuqing saw their son laughing, glanced at each other, and then couldn't help laughing.

Laughter wafted out of the room and echoed over the dorm building.

Dinner is very rich, with fish, meat, shrimp and crab, almost all meat. really responded to Zhang Guodong's words, if you really want to eat like this every day, you must be poor.

Because of his cultivation, although Zhang Weidong did not eat the fireworks of the world, his taste was still much lighter than before. But looking at the table full of dishes specially prepared for him by his mother, he didn't feel that these dishes were greasy at all, and he ate them with relish.

After eating, Zhang Weidong rushed to wash the dishes but was pushed back to the living room by his mother.

After washing the dishes, the family sat in the living room, and his parents began to ask Zhang Weidong about things in college, and Zhang Weidong picked some happy things to tell him, such as Vice President Qin Hong valued him very much, and appointed him as the deputy leader of the research group or something. As for the matter of swearing to the old principal, it is a little too bizarre and absurd, I am afraid that his parents will scold him for not being big or small, and swearing to people in their seventies, but he dare not say it. As for the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee or something, Zhang Weidong didn't dare to say it. Parents are ordinary people's teachers, and now their lives are plain but happy, if they really want to suddenly tell them what kind of deputy secretary of the provincial party committee their son has a relationship with, it will 'disrupt' their peaceful life, and even make them worry about it, but more is better than less.

Seeing that his son was working smoothly at school, and he had to receive a chalk guide as soon as he passed, Zhang Guodong and Yang Yingqing were naturally so happy that they couldn't close their mouths. However, in addition to being happy, Zhang Guodong did not forget to warn his son to guard against arrogance and rashness, work steadfastly, and be a proper person. However, Yang Yingqing was more concerned about his son's food, clothing and rest, and told him that although work is important, the first important thing is the body.

Seeing his mother mention his body, Zhang Weidong felt that it was time to tell his parents about cutting down the 'hair' and washing the marrow, and after considering his words in his heart, Zhang Weidong said: "Dad, Mom, do you remember when I taught you to practice seven years ago?"

"Besides, I almost meditated and had a herniated disc in my lumbar spine. Yang Yuqing glanced at Zhang Weidong angrily and said with a smile.

"Weidong, you won't still practice, right? Don't ...... that thing" Zhang Guodong was a little worried that Zhang Weidong had gone astray.

However, before Zhang Guodong's words were finished, his eyes bulged out, staring at Zhang Weidong's hand.

Zhang Weidong was holding a one-dollar coin in his hand, but at this time, the dollar had been crumpled into a ball.

"This!" Soon Yang Yuqing also discovered the abnormality, and also stared at Zhang Weidong's hand, with an incredible and shocked expression.

"It may seem strange to say, but most of what I've told you before is true. I accidentally got a set of cultivation exercises, and I used to think that anyone could practice, but later I learned that this set of exercises was only suitable for people with a physique like me, and the vast majority of people were not suitable for cultivation. So don't be surprised, your son is now a real martial arts master. Zhang Weidong said with a straight face. He originally wanted to talk about cultivators, but after all, it was too scary, and it was estimated that it would be difficult for his parents to understand and accept, so it was better to say that martial arts masters were easier to accept.

Rao is like this, after Zhang Weidong finished speaking, his parents still couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, and it took a while for Zhang Guodong to take out a coin from his pocket tremblingly, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and handed it to Zhang Weidong and said, "You pinch this down and let me see." ”

Zhang Weidong couldn't help but glance at his father with some tears and laughter, and said, "You don't think my coin is fake, right?" ”

As he spoke, Zhang Weidong took the new coin and pinched it casually, and then handed it to his father along with the old lump of coins.

Zhang Guodong took the coin with trembling hands, like an archaeologist, and studied with Yang Yuqing for a long time before looking up at Zhang Weidong again.

"Even such a hard coin is crumpled into mud, so my son is really a peerless master as written in martial arts novels now?" asked Yang Yingqing with a look of surprise.

Zhang Weidong nodded and said proudly: "Of course." ”

"Does that mean that you can poke a person down with a single finger?" But Zhang Guodong's expression was diametrically opposed to Yang Yingqing's, but a solemn and worried "look" on his face.

Hearing her husband say this, the surprise on Yang Yingqing's face turned into solemnity and worry in a blink of an eye.

As the old saying goes, Confucianism uses literature to "chaos" the law, and chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban, Zhang Weidong knew what they were worried about as soon as he saw the expressions of his parents, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, fortunately he didn't say anything about cultivating the truth, otherwise they wouldn't be more worried that their son would lose control by relying on his martial arts and would kill innocents indiscriminately.

"Wei Dong, your martial arts are so high now, but don't be young and arrogant, fight with others or something. If you really want to die, you will not only harm others, but also yourself!" Sure enough, Yang Yuqing began to preach earnestly.

"What your mom said is exactly what I'm worried about. Good martial arts are good, but your mother and I actually don't care whether your martial arts are good or not, as long as you can be safe and healthy. Zhang Guodong followed.

Zhang Weidong's nose couldn't help but feel a little sour when he heard this, the simplest and deepest love in the world is the love of parents for their children.

"Mom and Dad, it's not that you don't know your son, but in terms of my 'sexuality', do you say that I look like a fierce and ruthless person? I have been cultivating for the past seven years, but in fact, the main purpose is to strengthen my body. Zhang Weidong gently "touched" his sour nose and hurriedly relieved. (To be continued.)