In the kitchen, Li Dajuan listened to her little daughter’s report, her eyes full of surprise:
"Has your brother really repented?"
"You can't say that he has repented. At least he has realized his mistake. After all, he will be thirty soon. It would be a joke if he fails to live up to his expectations."
"What's the joke? As long as your brother doesn't bother, your father and I don't have high expectations for him. It would be best if he could get another wife!"
Li Dajuan couldn't help but look forward to it.
"I find it hard to see that after so many years, Xiaohao still has a crush on his younger siblings. I just went to his room and took a look, and Xiaolin's photo was found again." Zhang Jiaqi said with a sigh on her face.
Li Dajuan sighed: "Forget it, just be single if you are single. Anyway, with big pudding and little pudding, our old Zhang family has no shortage of grandchildren."
Zhang Jiaqi saw her mother frowning and looking worried, so she quickly interrupted:
"Mom, Big Pudding and Little Pudding are so cute, can you bear to give them multiple stepmothers?"
"What's wrong with the stepmother? Our family's conditions are not bad, and we will definitely find a virtuous one. Even if we can't find a suitable one, it doesn't matter. Your father and I will continue to raise them. Isn't this how we have been here all these years?"
After Zhang Ma finished speaking, she immediately changed the subject:
"As for you, you are already thirty this year. When will you bring a boyfriend back?"
Zhang Jiaqi immediately rubbed oil on the soles of her feet: "Mom, Dad is calling me over there. I'll go take a look."
"It's like this every time. There will be a blind date in two days. It was introduced by your aunt, who is said to be a civil servant. Then ask your brother to accompany you."
Li Dajuan shouted loudly from behind.
……
At seven o'clock in the evening, the old Zhang family's ancestor worship began.
Zhang Chongxin scanned around and found no sign of his son, so he became serious on the spot:
"Lao San, where is your brother?"
"Dad, I just called him, and he said he would be here right away. It seemed to me that he was writing something mysterious, and he refused to let me read it."
Zhang Jiaqi quickly replied.
"What a bastard. My ancestor doesn't want to eat anymore? Are you going to accommodate him?"
Zhang Chongxin became angrier the more he thought about it.
In the eyes of people of their generation, no matter how big a thing is, it cannot be bigger than worshiping ancestors. Besides, what important thing can the fourth child do? This is definitely a matter of attitude.
If I had known this, I shouldn't have given birth to him in the first place.
Of course, these are just angry words.
As the saying goes: There are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest is not having children.
No matter how bad a son is, it is better than having no children.
At this moment, Zhang Hao rubbed his sore wrists and walked over slowly. In less than three hours, he wrote more than 5,000 words in one breath.
It contains not only important insights from the dream, but also a simple future plan. There are only just over eight months left before big changes.
To be precise, it should be two hundred and fifty days.
Compared to his plan, time is really tight. If he is given an extra year, he is confident that he can build a real "shelter."
Unfortunately, time waits for no one.
Because Zhang Chongxin had to worship his ancestors, he couldn't get angry on the spot, so he could only urge:
"Stop dawdling, come here quickly!"
"Hey, here we come."
Zhang Hao then showed a big smile.
As the saying goes, when you treat others with courtesy, you must have a plan!
Zhang Jiaqi glanced at her brother suspiciously. The sun was really rising in the west, and she didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling.
Dad Zhang was also surprised.
The ancestor worship is over, and the next step is the New Year’s Eve dinner.
Needless to say, the food included chicken, duck, fish, abalone, ginseng, wings and tripe. The dishes were extremely rich.
Without waiting for his parents to speak, Zhang Hao immersed himself in eating. Compared with the fast food at noon, this is real food, which makes people want to stop.
"Eat slowly, aren't you full at noon?"
Li Dajuan quickly expressed concern.
Zhang Chongxin glanced at his son and snorted coldly: "Eat less, or you will not digest it if you eat too much."
Zhang Hao then slowed down a little.
Zhang Chongxin took the opportunity to raise his wine glass and said a toast, all of which were commonplace topics. He just hoped that his grandchildren would grow up healthily, his youngest daughter would get married early, and his son would take care of the family more.
As for the succession issue, he has given up.
"Dad, I can do it."
Zhang Hao took the lead in responding.
Father Zhang's face softened slightly, he held the wine glass and touched it with his son, and casually warned: "Whether you say it on your lips, you must remember it in your heart."
"That's necessary."
Zhang Hao nodded solemnly.
Seeing that her son was finally "sensible", Zhang's mother couldn't help but shed tears of joy.
"Grandma, why are you crying?"
Big Pudding pulled grandma's sleeves.
The little face is full of worry.
Zhang Jiaqi immediately hugged her eldest nephew and kissed her hard: "Tsk, tsk, it turns out our big pudding is actually a caring little sweet boy!"
After Zhang Jiaqi's gag, the atmosphere at the dinner table immediately became lively. During the process, Zhang Jiahui and Zhang Jiayi made video calls respectively, and they both felt a little unusual.
After the meal, Zhang Chongxin took out four big red envelopes.
That is, lucky money.
Big Pudding and Little Pudding kowtowed and couldn't wait to receive the New Year's money. The two brothers went to elementary school in the second half of the year and already knew the importance of money.
Zhang Jiaqi said auspicious words with a smile, and then took away her red envelope from her father's hand.
Finally, it was Zhang Hao's turn, and his painting style suddenly changed.
He knelt down in front of the two elders without hesitation, and then kowtowed heavily several times. His forehead instantly turned red, showing the fierce exertion.
Li Dajuan was startled, and quickly reached out to hold her son: "Okay, stop knocking, we have received your thoughts!"
"Mom and Dad, my son has worried you all these years. It's because I'm such a jerk. I'm sorry for you, and I'm also sorry for Big Pudding and Little Pudding."
After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he slapped himself hard several times, the sound was terrifyingly loud.
In order to regain the trust of his parents and to carry out his plan smoothly, he risked his life.
"Stop hitting me."
Li Dajuan is heartbroken.
"Wow...wow..."
When the twins saw their father's crazy look, they were frightened and cried.
Zhang Chongxin hugged and coaxed his grandchildren one by one, and then told his youngest daughter to take the twins away. The fourth child was unruly, so don't scare the two children.
Zhang Ma was worried and followed her back to the bedroom.
Suddenly, the living room became quiet.
Zhang Chongxin picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart:
"Get up first, let's talk about something."
Zhang Hao was unmoved: "Dad, I've thought about it clearly. You are older and Da Pudding and the others are still young. I cannot escape my responsibilities."
"Speak clearly!"
Zhang Chongxin was afraid that he had misunderstood.
"I want to take over our factory."
Zhang Hao finally expressed his intention.
Zhang Chongxin shook his hands and almost knocked over the tea cup. He quickly confirmed: "You were still stubborn with me in the afternoon. Why did you suddenly figure it out?"
"Dad, when we were worshiping our ancestors just now, I noticed that your hair was almost completely white..."
Zhang Hao pretended to rub his red eyes.
Speaking of which, his father is almost seventy years old after all, and his hair has turned completely white a few years ago. He didn’t just discover it today, so what’s the shock?
Everything is just an excuse.
"Ahem, I've been too busy recently to dye my hair."
Zhang Chongxin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
Orientals are very reserved in expressing their feelings and rarely have such a direct side.