Scholars in the courtyard

Yang Xiaotao expressed his attitude that no matter what, this matter must be settled.

Mr. He and others all nodded after hearing this.

A person's talents can be seen through standard evaluation and score planning.

But how a person's character is can only be understood slowly through daily contact.

In this process, filial piety is always an important measure of personal character.

Do you expect an unfilial person to be loyal to his beliefs?

In contrast, having filial piety is a person's duty.

Several people agreed with Yang Xiaotao's statement.

Zhang Qing also nodded, "I will make it clear to my mother and grandparents."

"Although I don't know much, but every year on the eighth day of September, my family's meals will be much richer. Moreover, the same is true at my grandpa's house. Grandma even makes a fried egg dish and no one is allowed to eat it..."

"I didn't know why this happened at the time, but now..."

As he spoke, Zhang Qing's eyes became wet.

But Yang Xiaotao's tears flowed down his cheeks.

He didn't know his mother's birthday, but he could feel that it was his mother's birthday on the eighth day of September.

"It would be great if my mother was still alive!"

He whispered, but it made several women around him have red eyes!

Ran Qiuye wiped the corners of his eyes and held Yang Xiaotao tightly.

The eldest sister and others were also touched.

"I think it's like this. It's useless for us to talk and think about it here."

"I think it's better to wait for Xiao Tao to go to Shanghai and clarify this matter. When the truth comes out, won't the truth be revealed?"

Mr. He interrupted. Suddenly there was an additional relative, and everyone needed some time to accept it.

"Yes, I'll go back and ask just in time!"

Yang Xiaotao wiped away his tears, and Zhang Qing nodded.

"That's right, let's continue with today's topic and let's celebrate!"

"Stone, get the wine!"

Mr. He smiled as he spoke, "Boy, you are lucky. Such good things happen to you. God has opened a back door for you."

"Today, we must celebrate."

Mr. He smiled, and Shi Qingsong ran away immediately.

Yang Xiaotao nodded after hearing this, and then stood up, "You're right, I'm going to buy a drink!"

After saying that, he followed Shi Qingsong and ran away.

The eldest sister and Li Rong also laughed. Regardless of their identities, they liked Yang Xiaotao, especially the eldest sister. She had a better impression of Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye.

"Akiba, you should be happy."

"Family is our roots. Our five thousand years of Chinese history are passed down by blood from generation to generation."

"This thing can't stop cutting!"

"Well, I know, eldest sister!"

After Ran Qiuye finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Qing, and the two of them laughed.

When Li Rong on the side learned about Yang Xiaotao's life experience, he thought of something and suddenly laughed.

The eldest sister and Mr. He were very curious.

Li Rong then whispered, "If nothing else happens, Xiao Tao's grandfather should be Secretary Jin of the Shanghai Automobile Factory."

Mr. He was not familiar with this aspect, but the eldest sister understood it and nodded seriously, "Yes! It should be him."

Later, the eldest sister briefly introduced Zhang Qing’s situation.

When she learned about the situation of the Jin family, Ran Qiuye did not feel that she was trying to climb high, because in her eyes, what she valued more was family affection.

To be honest, this kind of status and interests are probably not as high as Yang Xiaotao's.

However, having a clean family background can be regarded as saving a lot of trouble.

At least, you don't have to worry about holding Yang Xiaotao back.

"Is there any misunderstanding in this? We have never seen it before!"

Ran Qiuye was also nervous after hearing this, but don't let the flood wash away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family will not recognize the whole family!

Li Rong smiled and shook his head, "There's no misunderstanding, that's right!"

"We are colleagues, but we are enemies."

While talking, Yang Xiaotao came back with several bottles of wine, and behind him, Shi Qingsong also held bottles of wine.

The two of them had smiles on their faces, and Yang Xiaotao gave people a feeling of excitement, as if he was walking with wind.

"That's right. A certain person has made a lot of good things for outsiders. If we meet, I'll probably eat a rolling pin!"

As soon as Yang Xiaotao sat down, he heard Li Rong talking with a smile. The eldest sister also thought of something and looked at Yang Xiaotao with teasing eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Said and looked at Ran Qiuye.

Ran Qiuye explained the situation in a low voice. Yang Xiaotao immediately clenched the wine bottle and looked at Zhang Qing.

At this moment, Zhang Qing seemed to have thought of something, smiled like a little fox, and then said seriously, "That's for sure, I came with a mission."

Yang Xiaotao sat aside and said calmly, "What mission?"

As he poured the wine for Mr. He, Mr. He shook his head. From Li Rong, he had already foreseen what would happen next.

"My grandfather was very worried about the automobile factory, but every time he was beaten by the Red Star Machinery Factory in Sijiu City, he was so angry that he couldn't get over it."

"I came here just to see who it was that made my grandpa angry."

As he spoke, he stared blankly at Yang Xiaotao.

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao's hand holding the wine glass was trembling, and his face was even more ugly!

Isn't this person him?

Poof

Ji Xiang suddenly laughed at the table, and then several people laughed too.

Mr. He even picked up the wine glass and sipped it gently, his eyes filled with joy.

Only Ran Qiuye sympathized with his man.

If I remember correctly, last night when he had dinner with his uncle, he belittled the Shanghai Automobile Factory.

"I, my dear cousin..."

Yang Xiaotao showed a forced smile, and then asked with great concern, "How are you doing at school?"

…

After lunch, Yang Xiaotao drove his motorcycle, followed by Ran Qiuye.

Maybe it's because people feel refreshed during happy events, or maybe it's because a thousand cups of wine are too few for happy events. Yang Xiaotao was a little drunk this noon.

Mr. He still looked the same, drinking a lot of wine, but his expression did not change.

In comparison, Shi Qingsong was far behind Xu Long. He was already lying down in less than three rounds.

Sure enough, this King of Soldiers is not a wine barrel!

"husband!"

Ran Qiuye supported Yang Xiaotao, walked on the road, and asked what was in his heart.

"When will you go to Shanghai?"

Yang Xiaotao closed his eyes and tried to wake up a little, "As soon as possible!"

"I'm scared and can't wait!"

Ran Qiuye didn't understand what Yang Xiaotao said about not being able to wait, but she supported what Yang Xiaotao meant.

This kind of matter needs to be cut through with a sharp knife, and cannot be delayed. If you delay it, you have ulterior motives.

"However, there are still many things to do right now. Let's make arrangements first."

Ran Qiuye nodded, she was about to get busy here too.

I communicated with my eldest sister today. She has already informed the education department. The relevant policies are being discussed and the appointment will be made soon.

Moreover, arrangements have to be made at Yangjiazhuang Primary School.

However, Yang Xiaotao is obviously busier.

To complete the uncle's mission, we have to look at the machinery factory, the steel factory, and what other research institutes...

It’s true that men are getting better and better, working more and more...

"Let's go back to the village tonight!"

Ran Qiuye said, Yang Xiaotao nodded seriously.

On the other side, Zhang Qing had already picked up the phone in the hotel and started making calls.

Shanghai, watch factory.

As the most famous watch manufacturing center in the country and one of the important sources of foreign exchange, it is busy here every day.

A busy female worker, neatly dressed and with a hat on her head, concentrates on operating the tools in her hand.

The small watch gradually took shape under their hands and was assembled step by step.

In the corridor, smartly dressed middle-aged women walked slowly, stopping from time to time to look at them for a while.

The middle-aged woman is of medium height, well-proportioned figure, and has a three-pointed smile on her face. She looks somewhat similar to Zhang Qing.

"Director Jin, call!"

While the middle-aged woman continued to inspect the scene, a girl walked over quickly and whispered something to her body.

"who?"

"Your Xiaoqing's!"

Director Jin frowned and said, "This girl has nothing to do all day long. It's free to make phone calls!"

Although he said that, he still walked quickly to the office.

"Hey! Xiaoqing, what trouble did you get into again?"

In the office, Director Jin spoke mercilessly in front of several old sisters, and everyone around him laughed.

Everyone also knows that she has a clever daughter in her family.

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Qing took a deep breath. He didn't care about his mother's tone. Instead, he used the clearest words and the fastest speed to seriously explain what he knew.

In the office, several people suddenly saw the phone in Director Jin's hand falling on the table, and he fell to the ground.

"Lao Jin!"

The people around him immediately supported him, and several people came forward and saw Director Jin's stupid face, and they were all concerned.

"No, it's okay, it's okay!"

It took a long time for Director Jin to come to his senses. After all, he was an adult and had experienced many things, but it was a bit sudden.

He said that everything was fine, but he looked like he was in a state of despair, and it didn't look like everything was fine.

Ignoring the strange reactions of the people around him, Director Jin picked up the phone and asked in a serious tone he had never heard before, "Zhang Qing, are you serious?"

The same answer came from the other end of the phone.

Then Director Jin asked tremblingly, "Who is that person? What is his name? Where is he?"

When the phone hung up, she only remembered that the person's name was Yang Xiaotao.

Then, he picked up the phone and dialed.

"Old Zhang, Xiaoqing called me just now..."

After hanging up the phone, Director Jin was silent for a moment, collected himself, and said to the sisters beside him, "Sister Na, there is something going on at home. I'm taking a day off and leaving first!"

"Pingping, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's a good thing, a great thing. I'm leaving first!"

With that said, he explained a few words to a few people and ran out the door.

A moment later, Director Jin was riding his bicycle, thinking about what his daughter had said.

My sister who was lost back then, her child was found.

She couldn't believe it, but she had to believe it.

The bicycle was hurriedly and slowly hurried all the way, got on the boat, crossed the river, and ran fast again, and finally arrived in front of the apartment where my parents lived.

At this time, a military vehicle stopped at the door, and a burly man stepped out of the vehicle immediately upon seeing her.

"Ping'er, what did you say on the phone? It was a mess, something about nephew, something about Qing'er, I was confused!"

"Your brain is only good for reading charts."

A man doesn't care if he is hurt. He has no choice but his wife takes care of things at home. He really has no status.

"Come into the house and say, but just watch for a while. If your parents are excited in any way, please pay attention!"

"ah?"

"Ah what? Look at me in a moment!"

"oh!"

The two of them walked towards the apartment as they talked.