Is it okay to be reborn later?

Chapter 32 Kid, You Are Actually a Rich Second Generation
"I asked you, do you look good when you smile?"

"Well, it looks good. In fact, she and her mother almost quarreled over this matter. What's wrong, uncle?" Looking at his uncle, Zhang Weiping's eyes were still a little red.

"It's okay, I'm so happy to be married." Zhang Jiangang patted Zhang Weiping's shoulder again.

"what?"

"Send me the specific time and place where the two parties will meet."

"what?"

"Ah what, the niece and daughter-in-law you got can still make her run away? Send it to me, your father can't, your father is too honest and useless, I will definitely go next Saturday, and I will take care of the place for you!"

"..."

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Although he was only in his 20s in the previous life, Zhang Jiangang is a person who has experienced it in this life after all, and knows the entanglements involved.In the face of some things, sometimes it is really powerless.

But the time to truly determine a person's fate is not now, but the era of spiritual recovery in the near future.

At that time, not only fate, but even lifespan will be stratified.

So if the young people stand up, it is estimated that new opportunities will arrive by the end of [-] at the latest.

It is absolutely impossible for one's own spiritual energy recovery industry chain to lose young people.What's more, they will be the most energetic and impactful group at that time, and they will be the mainstay and hope in the era of spiritual recovery.

While Zhang Jiangang was worrying about his nephew, another young man was also hit, and his own house caught fire.

Longteng's most beautiful Wang Lifen called again.Moreover, Zhang Jiangang's family, including Yin Xiaolei, was taken aback by a phone call.

"Old Zhang, come down quickly! Did your Wenjun and his wife quarrel?" Damei said anxiously on the phone.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jiangang's heart skipped a beat, and he even looked at his daughter-in-law Yin Xiaolei.

"Have you quarreled recently?" Zhang Jiangang looked at his daughter-in-law and asked.

The daughter-in-law looked confused, "No?"

"Come down, Wenjun is drinking alone in the restaurant outside the community, and he is so drunk that he is aggrieved and weeping, the wine bottles are all piled up on the table! Hurry up, it's in that 'my restaurant' restaurant .”

"What? Another one crying? My God, why are young people in your world so fragile! Okay, okay, okay, I'll come down right away~"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jiangang immediately changed his shoes.

"What's the matter, dad?" "What's the matter, uncle?"

"Your elder brother is drinking outside the community alone, drunk."

"what?"

Hearing this, Yin Xiaolei hurriedly prepared to go down and have a look.

"Xiaolei, you watch Lele at home, I'll just go down."

"Uncle, I'll go down with you!"

"it is good."

Seeing her father-in-law going out, Yin Xiaolei's heart ached.

"Lele go, mom will take you to bed first." At the same time, Yin Xiaolei thought of something, and hurriedly wanted to put her daughter to sleep first.

As for Zhang Jiangang.

Alas, there is not a single one of these boys who can worry about it!

Drinking, drinking, you find your father to drink, you, you are already at the door of the house, what is the fun drinking alone outside!

Sighing, Zhang Jiangang and his nephew Zhang Weiping hurried downstairs.

And at this moment, in a small restaurant called 'My Restaurant' next to National Highway 303 outside Longteng Community, in a corner of the restaurant, a young man in his early 30s was drunk and his eyes were red.

The collar of the shirt has long been ripped off, the briefcase is still on the chair, a pile of beer bottles and two or three small Erguotou bottles are lying on the table, and the young man is blushing and talking nonsense drunkenly.

There are still some blood stains on the neckline of the young man's shirt and at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, drink less~"

The young man glanced at the boss who came to persuade him, and then continued drinking without saying a word.

"Alas~" Seeing the persuasion but not listening, the restaurant owner and waiters were also anxious and helpless.

"What's the matter, brother, what's the big deal about torturing yourself like this? Don't drink, you have to go to work tomorrow." The shop owner even sat down and persuaded.

The young man was bleary-eyed, shook his head vigorously, and then poured Erguotou into his mouth violently.

The young man is none other than Zhang Jiangang's son, Zhang Wenjun.

"Break in love?" Seeing this, the shop owner asked again.

It's just that Zhang Wenjun didn't say anything, and drank alone, his whole body was staggering.

After drinking liquor and beer, the beer bottle was erected, and the beer foam flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Thinking of his father who just came back from the hospital not long ago, thinking of his wife who is pregnant with a second child, and thinking of his daughter, Zhang Wenjun felt sad.

He hates, he hates himself for being so stupid, he can't tell the good from the bad.

He hated himself for being so unlucky.

What to do, what to do in the future?High mortgage, living expenses, children's school fees.What about wives and children, what about your own father?The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved and desperate Zhang Wenjun felt!
The more desperate Zhang Wenjun was, the more he poured wine into his mouth.

After drinking the cold wine, the bloating and intoxication not only did not relieve my pain, but instead made me more sad, more desperate, and more and more close to collapse.

The more you talk, the more chaotic you become, and the more you drink, the more drunk you become.

Seeing this scene, the restaurant owner frowned.

When Zhang Jiangang arrived under the leadership of Wang Lifen, Zhang Wenjun was so drunk that he was lying on the table, talking nonsense.

"Don't drink, Wen Jun, your father is here~" Wang Lifen shouted even more anxiously as soon as she entered the door.

It's just that Zhang Wenjun was already drunk and confused, and with his back to the door, he couldn't hear what was shouting behind him.

While drinking, his eyes were red and blurred, and while holding peanut beans, the whole person almost lay down on the table, and his hands were already useless.

It's embarrassing and heartbreaking.

Seeing the visitor and hearing what Wang Lifen said just now, the shop owner hurriedly stood up from his seat.

"Master, your son?"

"Well, what's going on?"

"I don't know, I went up to ask him and he didn't say anything, just kept drinking there by himself." The shop owner looked at Zhang Jiangang and said carefully, sighing. "Maybe it's too much pressure. Go and persuade him."

Zhang Jiangang nodded, glanced at his son's back, and then walked over.

Gently, Zhang Jiangang walked over, and then gently patted his son's shoulder from behind.

"Wen Jun, Wen Jun?"

"Huh?" A drunken and red face turned around and looked at Zhang Jiangang in a daze.

Seeing this scene, let alone Zhang Jiangang, even Wang Meili was very distressed.

"What's the matter, why are you drinking alone here?" Zhang Jiangang said with a frown.

Seeing that the person who came was Zhang Jiangang, Zhang Wenjun, who was drunk and in a daze, froze for a moment, then narrowed his eyes.

Then he blushed and laughed, his eyes blurred.

"Hey brother, you look very much like a person, yes, very much like my dad. Come here, brother, come and drink with me, count me, count me~" Zhang Wenjun wanted to pull Zhang Jiangang to continue drinking.

brother?I smoke you and me!Zhang Jiangang has black lines all over his head.

"Wen Jun, what are you talking about? This is your father!" Seeing that Zhang Wenjun drank so much that even his father could not recognize him, Wang Lifen said hastily.

"Brother Wen Jun, this is Uncle. Why do you drink like this?" Zhang Weiping couldn't help but said, and even sighed in his heart.

"My Father?"

First he was stunned for a moment, then he looked hard at the face in front of him, and then Zhang Wenjun's body was trembling.

And the next moment, something unexpected happened to Wang Lifen, Zhang Weiping, the hotel owner and others.

Zhang Wenjun completely collapsed.

The man in his 30s plunged into Zhang Jiangang's chest, crying like a child.

These are the tears of despair of a grown man crushed under pressure.

"Dad, I can't take it anymore, I'm unemployed, I really can't take it Dad... I spent more than half a year, and the order I put a lot of effort into was intercepted by the boss... and Lele, and you, And Xiaolei and the child in her belly, I really can't bear Dad~"

Lying on Zhang Jiangang's shoulder, Zhang Wenjun said in a broken voice, or it would be better to say to vent.

"Okay, okay, cry, just cry out."

Zhang Jiangang understood that his son was unemployed.

Unemployment isn't too scary for some people, but for a family situation like my son's it is.There are old and young, and there is still one in the belly, and the living expenses of the mortgage, etc., under all kinds of pressure, coupled with unemployment at this time, the son can't bear it.

"Cry, it's comfortable to cry." Zhang Jiangang said, patting his son's back lightly.

Isn't that unemployment?Don't be afraid of your son, there is your father!
The next moment, she cried even harder.

"..."

"Oh, okay, okay, cry j8, what day is it today? This is it. You two brothers are crying one after another, crying ass."

"How old are you? If you have your father, I will come to work in your father's company tomorrow, and my father will directly make you the rich second generation!"

Zhang Jiangang is not a person who likes to shed tears, nor does he like to watch others cry.So today it was the nephew first, then the son, and the second brother on the phone was sandwiched between them. Zhang Jiangang was really awkward.

But even so, even though he was joking, Zhang Jiangang's eyes were actually a little red as he patted his son's shoulder.

Because he understands that sometimes this is the reality, but he is lucky, and his son is also lucky, he has his own father.

"Cry, cry, don't cry! How much is the boss, pay the bill!" Zhang Jiangang even said to the boss while supporting his son.

"A total of 169," the waiter was about to speak.

"Forget it, I don't have much money, sir, I don't have much money." The shop owner hurriedly shook his hand.

As for Zhang Wenjun, he wanted to pay the bill, but he was too drunk to stand still.

At the same time, Zhang Weiping hurried over to help his cousin.

"No need, I'll come by myself. Weiping, you go back first, remember to call me when the two sides meet!"

And Zhang Wenjun, who was lying on Zhang Jiangang's shoulder, was still muttering and talking nonsense, "I'm so angry, I beat him! I pressed my boss under the desk in front of everyone and beat him up. My colleague sent a WeChat message saying Just now our boss called the police, I..."

"Okay! Isn't it just a fight, there is Dad!"

Well done, if you don't beat your father, you will help you.

"Ah? Beating someone? The other party called the police? Uncle, this is not a trivial matter." Looking at Zhang Weiping next to him, his expression changed slightly, and he said to Zhang Jiangang even more worriedly.

Seeing that Comrade Zhang Jiangang's face didn't change color and his heart didn't beat, he freed up his hand to broadcast a number.

"Old Guo, you haven't slept yet, please do something." Zhang Jiangang said to the phone.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, you are too polite. No, no. I was coaxing my grandson to watch TV, and my son happened to be there too. Just now, our father and I were talking about you, how can we thank you, Mr. Zhang, for helping me see a cure?" Back, "What's the matter, Mr. Zhang, please don't be polite if you have something to do, just tell me."

"Oh, my son's side... Then he got into a fight with his boss. He and his boss are still college classmates and not alumni."

"It's just a beast, well done! I'll do it if I change it! Is your son okay?"

"..." Wang Lifen next to her had black lines.Others don't know who Comrade Zhang is calling, but Wang Lifen does.

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