Zhang Yan laughed, and did this again. Moral kidnapping worked well for his predecessor, but not him.

"Okay!

Go find the factory leader!

I will file a report tomorrow and apply to go to the Xinjiang Construction Corps.

Next time if we make trouble again, I will trouble you to go to Xinjiang to find me." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"You...I don't agree!"

"You don't have any say in this matter. I am contributing to the construction of the motherland. Do you want to be a hindrance to the construction of the motherland?" Zhang Yan directly suppressed his father with a big hat.

"If you want money, you two, just go home and wait. I'll go back in the afternoon."

"Boss, you are busy with work now. Just give me the money. There is no need to make an extra trip."

"It's okay. I'll be off work tomorrow. I haven't seen my father for a long time. I'll go back and have a look." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Your wings are so stiff that you don't even listen to dad, right?"

"Dad, I don't understand what you are saying. I will go back and see my father. Why is it not working?

Why are you still trying to push me back when I go back to my home?"

"I...amn't I afraid that it will affect your work?"

"I said it won't affect you!"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense? If our father asks you to take money, you take money..."

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yan didn't even look at the third child, Zhang An, and just waved his hand and said another mouthful.

I'll beat you until you become honest.

Is Zhang Ping very honest without looking at the second child?

Don't dare to say a word more.

This is what came out of the beating.

"Boss, do you still think of me as your father? You dare to beat your brother in front of me."

"Dad, if you want money, go home and wait. If you dare to make trouble in the factory, I will apply to go to Xinjiang immediately.

From now on, you are welcome to go to Xinjiang to make trouble." Zhang Yan said to his father with a smile.

"Boss, are you stupid? If you don't do the work in Beijing, why are you going to that damn place in Xinjiang?"

"I don't want to either! If you don't insist on going to the factory leaders to make trouble, how can I have the nerve to stay in Beijing? It's better to go to Xinjiang and at least be quiet."

"We haven't eaten yet. We still have travel expenses back. You can give it to us."

"That's right, just go home and wait after dinner!" Zhang Yan casually took out two yuan and two kilograms of food stamps and gave them to his father.

After sending his father and two younger brothers away, Zhang Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Doctor Zhang, you..." The security guard in the reception room looked at Zhang Yan sympathetically.

"Oh! I made you laugh. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite!" Zhang Yan smiled, turned around and left the communication room.

"Dad, are we going back like this?" Zhang Ping, the second child, asked unwillingly.

"If you ask me, you have been fooled by the boss. You should go to the factory leader and let the factory leader comment. It is only natural for a father to ask his son for money.

If he doesn't give it to you, he is being unfilial!" Zhang An, the third child, covered his face and teased.

"What if the boss really goes to Xinjiang?"

"Is he stupid? Why not go to that damn place in Xinjiang instead of doing a good job?"

"The boss can do it. He has had the right ideas since he was a child. He really dares to go to Xinjiang to join the Construction Corps.

When I joined the army, I just left secretly.

Well, the boss is still very filial to me. He said that he would send the money in the afternoon and go home and wait.

Let's go, dad will take you to a restaurant!" Now that he has money, dad still enjoys it.

I took my two sons with me to a restaurant and drank a bowl of mutton soup and five water chestnut biscuits per person. The total cost was one yuan and fifty cents and two kilograms of food stamps.

Then I happily got on the bus home.

As the capital city, Beijing had buses long before the founding of the People's Republic of China. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, buses to the lower counties were also opened.

Taking the bus from Beijing to Mentougou only costs 30 cents per person.

After excluding the money for food, Dad still had two yuan and six dollars left, and he felt very happy.

Zhang Yan was not in a good mood.

I returned to the infirmary and asked for leave from Lao Liangtou, and then went to the finance department to collect my salary.

Damn, wages were paid today. If dad hadn't come, he would have forgotten about it.

He has just been promoted to deputy section level, and his salary will not increase to more than 100 yuan next month.

This month, it’s still 47.5 yuan.

After eating something in the cafeteria, Zhang Yan stepped on the bus in Mentougou with a depressed mood.

Family matters must be resolved at once this time.

Otherwise, he would really report it and go to Xinjiang.

If you can't afford to offend, you can't afford to hide?

However, in that case, it would be a bit of a discredit to the time-traveling army.

I'm really sorry for the title of time traveler.

His family affairs are really difficult to describe.

Although he is the eldest son in the family, his parents have not wanted to see him since he was a child.

After studying for several years, I was just able to work when my father asked me to go home and work.

When he was only thirteen years old, he was given all the farm work at home, and he worked alone to support a family of six.

His father had been a street kid since he was a child and never did any work in the fields.

Even though he was married, he never worked. My mother did all the work at home and outside the house. Later, the work in the fields became his.

Dad is still cool.

Ordinarily, in a family like this, I should be devoted to him, but that stupid old woman didn't know what kind of ecstasy was poured into her by her father.

Just listen to your father and serve him all your life without complaining.

When he was a child, Zhang Yan even doubted whether he was coming here, so he didn't want to see him so much.

As I grow older, I look more and more like an uncle, and my nephew follows my uncle.

This also proves that he was not brought here.

But why don't you want to see me?

Only when I got older did I realize that it was my uncle who was responsible for the trouble. When my father first got married, he didn’t live at home and was fooling around outside every day.

My uncle punished me severely and I lay in bed for several months.

My father is very handsome, just under 1.7 meters tall. But when he was thirteen years old, he was already over 1.7 meters tall. When he was fifteen years old, he was already over 1.8 meters tall.

Whether it's the face or the figure, they all follow my uncle.

It’s strange that Zhang Yan like this can please his father.

The weirdest thing is that my mother actually doesn't like him because of my father's influence.

This woman really took her father's ecstasy and was incurable.

Fortunately, he still has grandparents who are kind to him, otherwise he wouldn't have lived this long.

But now, grandpa is old and has separated from his father, so he can't control him anymore.

Zhang Yan was speechless as he recalled the memories of his family in his predecessor's mind.

It is really difficult for such a family to deal with its predecessors.

After getting off the bus at Mentougou, Zhang Yan walked to Zhangjiayu according to his memory.

After entering the village, Zhang Yan was not in a hurry to go home. He first went to the patriarch's house.

Zhangjiayu is where the Zhang family lives together. Although a secretary is appointed and a village chief is appointed, it is the clan chief who has the final say in the village.

Some people may say that there are no village chiefs in this era, they are all production captains.

This statement is incorrect. The production team was only established in 1958. Before that, there were village chiefs and village secretaries.

"Fifth Master, are you at home?" Zhang Yan stood at the door of an ancient courtyard and shouted.

"Who?"
To be continued...