Halfway through the post, Zhang Zhong's thoughts began to wander. The original "Quick Snow and Clear Post" was written as a knot without success, and the last knot was only written with a twist of silk. The pen next to it suddenly changed into a turbulent chaos.
After he finished writing, Zhang Zhong began to write casually according to his own thoughts.
"Chen Qing doesn't know when he will call me back, and he doesn't know if the mother is willing to meet with me. He just wants to meet the mother, but he hasn't figured out what to say when we actually meet..."
Not long after, when a piece of paper was not finished, Chen Qing's request for a video call came over.
Zhang Zhong put down his pen, let a kind smile appear on his face, and then connected the video.
"I discussed it with the mother. She knew that you were my boss and said that she would like to see you and thank you."
As Chen Qing spoke, he turned the camera to a thin woman with dark yellow hair.
"This is our boss, his surname is Zhang."
After hearing this, the woman quickly bent down and said, "Hello, boss, thank you, boss."
In fact, the woman's accent was very strong, but because what she said was very simple, Zhang Zhong was able to understand her.
Zhang Zhong said quickly, "You're welcome, you're welcome, what do you call me?"
"My surname is Lu."
"Hello, Ms. Lu."
Chen Qing said from the side, "Her surname is Liu."
"Oh, I'm sorry, hello Ms. Liu."
In fact, it's not Zhang Zhong's fault. When she said Liu, she did sound a lot like Lu.
"It's okay, it's okay." She seemed very happy to hear Zhang Zhong call her Ms. Liu.
"I heard from Chen Qing, do you have two children?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"Yes, Boss Chen also brought them milk, and they are drinking it." She pointed to the corner of the wall as she spoke.
The camera also followed, and Zhang Zhong saw two children squatting in the corner, each holding a carton of milk and drinking.
"Since Chen Qing has brought you milk, don't be reluctant to drink it, and don't give it to your children. Do you want to drink it too?" Zhang Zhong asked.
She just nodded repeatedly, but Zhang Zhong guessed that she probably wouldn't drink milk.
Chen Qing told Zhang Zhong before that the mother looked old, but Zhang Zhong didn't expect her to look so old.
Perhaps due to long-term lack of nutrition, her hair is a little dark yellow, her eyes are a little bulging, and her skin is white and yellow, so she looks like a person in her forties or fifties.
According to Chen Qing, her skin is probably not a skin disease, but the cancer may have metastasized, so she keeps rubbing her face while talking. It must be cancer pain.
She does not live long, and it is something that cannot be cured even with money.
Zhang Zhong forced a smile and said, "You don't have to worry about the children going to school, we will arrange it."
"Thank you, thank you, really thank you." She seemed to only be able to say thank you and nod.
Then she waved to the two children to come over. Zhang Zhong didn't hear what she said clearly, but he could probably guess that she asked the two children to come over to thank him.
Both children are relatively small, probably due to lack of nutrition.
The older one is a boy and the younger one is a girl.
Both children were still holding on to the empty milk cartons and were unwilling to throw them away. They timidly hid behind their mother in front of the camera.
Zhang Chong asked with a smile, "I heard that one of you two has already gone to school, who is it?"
The older child grabbed his mother's clothes and said, "I'm going to school."
"Then do you know the words?"
"Yes, I know a lot of words, and I can also write my own name."
"Oh, really, can you write it for me to read?" Zhang Zhong asked.
The boy nodded, then picked up a branch from the ground and started writing directly on the ground.
His handwriting is crooked, but he can still read it.
Li Congxu, this is the boy's name.
"Your handwriting is quite good. Do you usually write on the floor?"
The boy nodded.
"I sometimes write on the ground, but we rarely have as much land here as you do. Since you have this condition, you must take advantage of it. Of course, I will also ask Uncle Chen to give you some paper.
This way you can write at home." Zhang Zhong said.
"Do you write well?" the boy asked.
Zhang Chong said with a smile, "When I was your age, I couldn't write as well as you, but now my writing is pretty good. When I have a chance next time, I will go to your house and write a few words for you. Okay.
What?"
"Okay, can you write on the ground?"
"Of course, please remember to leave some space for me to write."
"OK."
It's a little late for him to be in first grade at the age of eight, but his ability to write his own name exceeded Zhang Zhong's expectations.
When Zhang Zhong was in the first grade of elementary school, he couldn't even write a few words.
I didn't chat with them for long. After all, it was through a mobile phone screen, and they were very unfamiliar with me.
After hanging up the video call, Zhang Zhong noticed what he had just written.
The content written was very casual, but to Zhang Zhong's surprise, these words were somewhat extraordinary.
He used to be a very good writer, and he knew this.
However, the writing that I wrote later today was very stylish, a style that Zhang Zhong had never seen before.
He gently put away his calligraphy, and then thought about whether to cut out the previous part of "Quick Snow and Clear Time".
But later I decided to keep this part as well.
…
After Chen Qing hung up the video call, she smiled and said to Li Congxu, "Xiaoxu, do you know who the person who just talked to you was?"
Li Congxu shook his head and nodded again, "Isn't he your boss? The person who buys milk for us."
Chen Qing laughed and said, "You are right, he is my boss and the person who buys milk for you. But he also has another identity, which you will know later."
Li Congxu's eyes were full of doubts, not knowing what Chen Qing meant by this.
The surrounding staff all laughed heartily. In fact, they all envied Li Congxu. After all, not everyone could talk to Zhang Zhong and even exchange "calligraphy".
Maybe when Li Congxu grows up and looks back on today's events, he will be envious of himself today. Maybe he will regret that he still doesn't know what the name Zhang Zhong represents.
…
A week later, the Chinese people ushered in their traditional festival, the Dragon Boat Festival.
The Dragon Boat Festival cannot be complete without rice dumplings, and some people received a rather special rice dumpling on this day.
Su Han is a scriptwriter on the set of "Sophie's World". Although today is the Dragon Boat Festival, they have not had a holiday because they have been in a hurry recently.
Just after finishing a scene, when he was sorting out the score sheet, someone called him and asked him to pick up the express delivery.
Su Han was a little surprised. He hadn't bought anything recently. What kind of express delivery could it be?
When he saw the courier, he realized that the prize from the previous launch party had been delivered.
"This item is very valuable, please keep it safe." The courier also specifically warned Su Han.