He thought about tempering his son's temper and waited for a while to change his mind. However, a month later, his son went to Hainan without saying hello to him beforehand. Perhaps in his eyes, his father did not understand and was superficial.
Yes, forget it, he will gradually understand it as time goes by, Yang Zhi thought.
I haven't been home for two years. I heard that I was running around all over the country. I don't know what I did. I didn't know what to do when I called my mother. But this is also his temper. It seems that he inherited it.
That's right.
There were several times when his wife said nice things to both sides. Yang Zhi wanted to let go, but he still held back: "If you have the ability, let that brat never come back."
After saying those words, he regretted a little. If his son could be around, he could at least talk to him about anything, even if he didn't understand official matters.
"You are tougher than anyone else, but you are still thinking about your son. Let me tell you, he called me today and said that he was going back to Huaxiang to hold an art exhibition. I heard that he also brought a Japanese girlfriend with him." The wife laughed.
He said, his face extremely sweet.
Yang Zhi said angrily: "Japanese? I don't agree. The Japanese distort the facts and dare not admit the massacre. And I hate the Japanese the most. Last time I attended a Sino-Japanese friendly exchange meeting with Governor Yuan, you are
I didn't see their kind of virtue. If it wasn't for obeying the overall situation, I would have wanted to go up and slap them in the mouth.
We Chinese love peace, but we will never forget the painful lessons of history. One day when I retire, I will give him all the rankings of the Yasukuni Shrine. At that time, I will still smile and teach those idiots: "We
Love peace”
You brat, you actually brought a Japanese girl back. Don’t bring this m-n into my house when he brings her back. I can’t afford to disgrace this person.”
"Okay, okay, history must be remembered. I understand this myself. People who do not love peace must severely crack down on those who distort the truth, but this will not affect the next generation. Besides,
, There are good people everywhere, and there are bad people everywhere. Don't be like some businessmen who are so bored that when they see a profit, they want to serve the Japanese devils as uncles. That is the real traitor."
Seeing that Yang Zhi was still angry, the woman continued to persuade: "Did you know? My son's girlfriend is also a painter, so they are like-minded. Your son didn't have a good life when he first went out, but this
The girl helped him when he was in the most difficult time and has been with his son until today. I heard that some well-known painters in China are quite optimistic about him. I can tell you clearly about this. Your son did not hit you.
Name, and your name is not valuable in the eyes of those old painters who are not interested in fame and fortune."
"Will he bring a lot of things when he comes back tomorrow? I'll send a driver to pick him up." The woman's words made Yang Zhi feel less angry. Love knows no boundaries. Maybe he was too stubborn. He just met the woman back then.
At that time, wasn't her family also extremely opposed to me, a poor boy, saying that it was wrong for m-n to not be a householder?
"He said he would take a taxi back, so you can go to work peacefully." The woman thought for a while and then said: "It's this girl's first time in Huaxiang. Don't show off your bad temper and scold those militants and Japanese right-wingers.
She can’t speak, but the girl’s family is a commoner, and she stayed here after graduation because she likes China.”
"I know, you are so long-winded." Yang Zhi said impatiently, but his tone of voice was obviously weaker.
Knowing that he had acquiesced, the woman sighed inwardly, "I bought you a new dress, wear it tomorrow. Don't let foreigners say that our deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Huaxiang doesn't even have new clothes."
wear."
"Who dares to say that?" Yang Zhi roared angrily, "Back then, he was still wearing patched clothes and successfully liberated the whole of China. Besides, my clothes are just a little old."
The next day, when his son got off the plane, Yang Zhi was inspecting work in Warsaw. This time his son called him: "Dad, what are you doing?"
"I'm a little busy with work here. Go home early as soon as you get off the plane. Your mother is waiting at home."
"Um"
"dad……"
"What's wrong?"
"In the past few years..." My son's voice on the other end of the phone was choked with sobs, "You should go home early for dinner today."
The accompanying leading cadres saw that Yang Zhi, who had always been iron-blooded, had slightly red eyes.
The Provincial Party Committee pays close attention to the work in Warsaw City. The properties near the Wubu Development Zone have begun to be sold, and the land that Xinglong successfully bid for will be built into the largest commercial center in Jiangbei. Currently, various plans have been completed, and we are just waiting.
The opinions of the province.
When I got home, my son was sitting in the living room looking at photos of his childhood with the Japanese girl. At that time, Yang Zhi was still very young and worked in a small agency, working a nine-to-five job. Now twenty years have passed.
"Dad"'s son saw Yang Zhi standing up involuntarily. His girlfriend was a little strange, but she understood in an instant.
"It's good to be back. How have you been outside these past few years?" Yang Zhi patted his son on the shoulder.
"Don't talk about it now. Let's have a couple of drinks later and have a good chat."
Seeing that Yang Zhi was a little nervous, the girl shouted in blunt Mandarin: "Hello, Uncle", and after saying this, a "smile" in the international language appeared on her face.
Yang Zhi nodded: "I'm going to call you 'Dad'."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the living room to help his wife in the kitchen. The son's happy shouts came from the room, obviously celebrating that his father finally accepted his girlfriend from an "enemy country".
He originally thought that he would have to have a big fight with his father, whether it was for his pursuit or this girlfriend, but just before getting off the plane, tears suddenly fell from his eyes, and he remembered that every time he called home for so many years,
When that stubborn old man didn't talk to him, was he really unwilling? Maybe he thought the same as himself, but his hateful pride was at work. After the phone call was made, he finally felt relieved when he listened to his father's old voice.
, there is no father in the world who does not love his children, but a father's love is like the love of an eagle for its eaglet, tough but deep in the bone marrow.
On the third day after his son came back, he started to prepare for the art exhibition. However, some procedures were still troublesome, and the art exhibition would cost a lot of money at his own expense. When Yang Zhi was in a dilemma, Yuan Zili called and asked.
The situation was soon organized by Xinglong Real Estate and the provincial government paid special attention to an art exhibition called "Dream Realization", which was held at the performing arts base. Participants in the art exhibition were all young people who love painting but have failed. The works of Yang Zhi's son
He was in it, but he didn't take any special measures. He knew that his son himself was not willing to do this.
(No one will scold me for writing this chapter. I hope everyone can see things objectively and don’t forget the national humiliation)