Chapter 398： prodigal son

Entering the room, Zhang Yao and Hao Meiting were there, they were sitting on the edge of the kang picking vegetables.

"Your mother thinks it's too pitiful for him to celebrate the New Year alone, and specially invited him to come over to celebrate the New Year with us." Zhang Dali said helplessly: "Typically, the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten."

"Have you forgotten what he did before?" Zhang Kun said to Wang Yueju, but when he spoke, he looked at Zhang Yao.

He wanted to know what Zhang Yao's attitude was towards this matter.

Could it be that the old lady invited Wei Zhenghao over for Zhang Yao?

Does Zhang Yao want to remarry Wei Zhenghao?

For a while, Zhang Kun thought about it a lot.

If Zhang Yao and Wei Zhenghao remarry, he will not agree.

It is said that the prodigal son does not exchange money when he returns, but it is only when he has been wronged outside that he will remember the good of his original partner.

If Wei Zhenghao hadn't experienced those things in the Wei family, he would never have looked back.

Why should everyone accept him as soon as he turns his head?

Zhang Kun now remembers that Li Xu was pulling with the Wei family at that time, and was scratched by the two crazy wives of the Wei family, and he still feels distressed!

"How can you forget it? It's just a New Year's Eve and a meal together, but it's not like that! That time he was at the door of our house, and you all forgot about his mother and his brother? He is now slowly It's getting better, so it's Wenwen's father anyway, so you can't keep getting along with each other, right?" Wang Yueju said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Besides, he has been helping Zhang Yao in the fields this year, and he doesn't ask for a penny. It's so pitiful that he is alone in the New Year's Eve." Wang Yueju sighed deeply.

Li Xu also felt that this was wrong, but after all, it was Zhang Yao's business, and she was not easy to intervene.

He could only hold Ji Yuanyuan's hand and sit back and listen dryly.

Seeing that Zhang Yao has not expressed his position, Zhang Kun asked impatiently, "What do you think? Do you want to remarry him?"

Zhang Yao was named, and finally raised his head.

She put the dish in her hand on the kang, and said coldly, "How is it possible? What kind of marriage do I have with him? But this family is not mine, and I have no right to speak."

When Zhang Kun heard Zhang Yao's words, he was relieved.

As long as Zhang Yao has no plans to remarry, everything is easy to say.

Just as he was talking, Zhang Jun came back with Shuosuo and Wenwen.

Wenwen happily rushed to Wei Zhenghao: "Dad, what do you think this is?"

Wei Zhenghao said quickly, "Stay away from me, my hands are full of chicken blood."

Seeing this, Zhang Jun quickly pulled Wenwen back: "Go in and see if Uncle is back."

Wenwen was not very happy, and squatted beside Wei Zhenghao, watching him kill chickens.

This kid is brave.

Zhang Jun reluctantly took Shuo Shuo into the house.

Looking at the backs of Wei Zhenghao and Wenwen in the yard, Zhang Kun couldn't say anything for a while.

For Wenwen, Wei Zhenghao is her biological father no matter what.

What's more, from childhood to adulthood, Wei Zhenghao didn't stop his mother from hitting Wenwen, nor did anything bad for Wenwen.

Zhang Kun sighed and thought to himself: Forget it today, anyway, their family is not at home for the New Year, so they are out of sight and out of mind.

"Father, mother, we won't be at home for the New Year this year. The place is small, and our family can't live there when we come back." Zhang Kun took the opportunity to say.

Wang Yueju and Zhang Dali heard the words, although they were a little disappointed, they still quickly said: "Okay, it's still warm in the city, it's too cold at home."

Wei Zhenghao was here, and Zhang Kun didn't want to stay at home too much.

After distributing all the gifts he bought for the children, Zhang Kun took his family back to the city.

This is the first time the family celebrates the New Year alone, and the children are very excited.

In the early morning of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Ji Ziang got up and took his brother and sister to paste the couplets and blessings.

Every door in the house has been left open.

In less than an hour, the family suddenly became beaming.

Chinese New Year in the city is naturally much simpler than in the countryside.

There are not so many steps, and there are not so many elaborations.

Li Xu was too lazy to make dumplings. After the New Year's Eve dinner, the family gathered around the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

This New Year's Eve is quite special. After today, it has officially entered the 21st century.

On TV, the host counted down: "Ten, nine..."

At the same time, the phone at home also rang.

Ji Yuanyuan was next to the phone, she picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Three, two, one, Happy New Year, Yuan Yuan." It was Qin Mucheng's voice.

Ji Yuanyuan laughed, "Happy New Year, Brother Mucheng!"

When Ji Ziang heard the words, he was a little surprised: "Is it Brother Mucheng?"

He leaned over and said, "Brother Mucheng, Happy New Year!"

Ji Yuanyuan simply pressed the phone on the speakerphone.

In the sound of Happy New Year, 2001 officially entered.

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On the second day of the new year, Zhang Kun took Li Xu back to her parents' house.

When we got home, only the old couple and Li Miao were there.

Both Li Lei and Li Yong took their children back to their parents' home.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the afternoon that there was movement outside.

"You're back so soon?" Zhang Kun asked in surprise.

The door was opened, but it wasn't anyone in the family who came in first.

It was Qin Xiaojie.

"Someone help me, my brother-in-law is drunk!" Qin Xiaojie shouted from the door.

Hearing this, Zhang Kun hurried out the door.

After a while, Qin Xiaomin came in with the child in his arms.

As soon as he came in, he muttered, "It's all my father's fault. I insisted on having a few drinks with Li Yong. Both of them were very drunk, and I don't know what to do?"

"Give it to me!" Li Miao reached out and took Li Nian, who was already asleep.

Qin Xiaomin complained while taking off his jacket, "He is so drunk that he can't sit still. I have to hold Li Nian, so I can only trouble Xiaojie to bring me back."

Just as they were talking, Zhang Kun and Qin Xiaojie dragged the drunk Li Yong in.

Liu Guihua quickly spread the quilt in Westinghouse, "Just put it here, let him get a good night's sleep."

The drunk man's body was very soft, Zhang Kun and Qin Xiaojie had to waste a lot of strength, and only then did Li Yong settle down.

Liu Guihua was a little embarrassed, so she took Qin Xiaojie to the east room and poured him water: "It's hard work, drink some water and warm your hands!"

Qin Xiaojie took the water and said politely, "Thank you!"

He stood at the door, looked up and looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Li Miao.

After two seconds, he quickly looked away.

He lowered his head and drank water slowly.

After taking two sips, he raised his head to look at Li Miao.

"It's alright, alright, go back quickly, my father is also drunk, I'm afraid my mother won't be able to get him alone." Qin Xiaomin sensed something and urged.

Liu Guihua politely stopped him: "Don't rush him, let him finish the water."

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