Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 77 Returning
"Hong Ming, how is your work in Qingyuan? Is it going well?"

After drinking for three rounds, the New Year's Eve dinner gradually came to an end.

Zhao Yuancheng drank a few glasses of wine, his face turned red.

As if he suddenly thought of it, he picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, then asked Zhao Hongming a question.

"what?"

"My dad"

"Dad, Hong Ming's job is okay. The boss takes good care of him."

The responses of Zhao Hongming's family varied.

Zhao Hongming was stunned by his father's question. As soon as Zhao Huan interrupted, Qin Yali took over.

"Yes, yes, my work is okay." Zhao Hongming also reacted, and answered quickly, and at the same time quickly raised his glass to take a sip to cover up the panic in his eyes.

"Huanhuan, after you finish eating, go to the yard and set off fireworks. Be careful." Qin Yali sent her doubtful son away.

The husband lost his job and found a job again, but neither of them told the elders on both sides.

They are all in their forties, and they don't want their elders to worry about them when they are old.

Qin Yali's answer was quite ingenious. Anyway, Zhao Hongming is working now, but he just changed his place.

Hearing what his son and daughter-in-law said, Zhao Yuancheng and his wife looked at each other and didn't say anything more.

After continuing to eat for a while, today's New Year's Eve dinner ended.

"Parents, grandparents, come out and set off fireworks."

Zhao Huan pushed open the door and came in urging.

He dared to set off small fireworks, but he was a little timid about larger ones.

Zhao Hongming laughed and went to set off fireworks with his son, while others watched cheerfully.

It was eight o'clock, and Zhao Hongming, Qin Yali and their parents were sitting on the sofa, kneading melon seeds, preparing to watch the Spring Festival Gala of the central set.

Zhao Huan hid in the house to play mobile games.

Originally, Qin Yali wanted to say a few words about him, but since it was Chinese New Year, she didn't want her child to be embarrassed in front of her grandparents, so she had to give up.

"Hong Ming, do you not go back to work until the eighth day of the Spring Festival?"

Li Lifen was amused by the sketch on TV, and asked her son with a smile.

"Mom, I have to leave tomorrow, the company has something to do."

Zhao Hong obviously felt a little guilty, like a primary school student who made mistakes.

He will be on duty tomorrow and must arrive at the hotel before 4:[-].

"How come? It's Chinese New Year, what can the company do? Didn't you always stay at home for a few days before?"

The smile in Li Lifen's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a touch of regret.

This year, the son's family has basically never been back. Although the phone calls are often made, it is not like the family can sit together lively and lively like now.

"There are so many things to do, there's nothing I can do." Zhao Hongming's voice became softer. He also wanted to stay at home for a few more days, but the work in the hotel couldn't be delayed. This was a job he found with great difficulty.

"Forget it, what do you know about work, when will you leave tomorrow?"

Zhao Yuancheng touched his wife with his leg, motioning her to say less.

"Let's go after breakfast."

Zhao Hongming seemed a little shy when he spoke, he could clearly see the disappointment in his mother's eyes.

"However, you may have to eat breakfast earlier, or Hong Ming may not be in time for work." Qin Yali, who had been silent all this time, also whispered at this time.

Zhao Hongming's father is almost seventy years old. He is in poor health and has been taking medicine for a long time. Every year, he spends a lot of money just to buy medicine.

In the past two years, he has been considered healthy. In the past, he had to go to Jiangcheng several times to see a doctor.

Later, Zhao Hongming and his wife made up their minds and gave Qin Yali's medical insurance card to Zhao Hongming's father. Every time they buy medicine, they can deduct it from the medical insurance card, saving some money for the two elderly people.

Zhao Yuancheng has been ill for more than ten years. Since he fell ill, he has stopped working as a chef. There are more than ten acres of mountain land in his hometown, and he has planted walnut trees. The walnuts he gave to Zhao Hongming this year are his own. planted.

Every year, when the walnuts are ripe, Zhao Yuancheng hires people from the village to crack the walnuts, and then sells them in the county.

After a year, these walnut trees can bring an income of 2 to [-] yuan to the family.

The usual living expenses of the two elderly people come from here.

As for Zhao Hongming, since he bought a house, he has given less financial care to his parents. Basically, he gave a thousand dollars every time he went home.

Fortunately, the country's rural medical insurance policy has been good these years. If you are sick and hospitalized, you can reimburse a lot of money.

So, for the time being, Zhao Hongming doesn't have to worry about seeing a doctor for his parents.

"Hey, you can eat your own food whenever you want." Zhao Yuancheng patted his thigh and made a decision.

After talking about this topic, the family fell into silence.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the TV screen, watching the cheerful performances of the people inside.

However, the smiles on the faces of the family are no longer so strong.

Before twelve o'clock, the old couple went back to the house and went to sleep.

On the contrary, Zhao Hongming and Qin Yali were dragged by Zhao Huan to set off firecrackers at the door of their house for ten minutes when twelve o'clock struck.
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"Clap clap clap!"

first day.

The genius was slightly bright, and firecrackers had already started to explode in the village, and children's laughter could be heard from time to time in the street.

Every child's favorite childhood is the Chinese New Year.

Zhao Hongming and his wife were woken up by the sound of firecrackers. When they checked the alarm clock, it was not yet seven o'clock.

Now that he was awake, he simply got up, after all, he had to go back to Jiangcheng early.

When the couple walked out of the room, they found that the door of Zhao Yuancheng's old couple's room was wide open. Looking outside, the two old people were busy in the kitchen!
"Dad, you guys wake up so early!"

With sleepy eyes, Zhao Hongming went out to say hello to his parents.

"Oh, Hong Ming, did we wake you up because of our loud voice?" Seeing her son coming out, Li Lifen obviously hadn't fully woken up yet, so she couldn't help pinching her wife beside her. "It's all your fault. You made it so loud that it woke up Hong Ming and the others."

"I said you, it's almost eight o'clock, you should get up, you're not a child!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhao Yuancheng, who was squatting on the ground and chopping things with a kitchen knife in his hand, glared at his wife.

"Hey, Dad, what are you doing? You haven't recovered your hand yet, so why did you do it?" Zhao Hongming saw the knife in his father's hand only now.

He hurried over and took the knife from his father.

There was a large piece of bacon on the cutting board, and Zhao Yuancheng was breaking the bacon into palm-sized pieces and packing them in fresh-keeping bags.

Next to the chopping board, there are already six or seven bags.

The palm-sized bacon is just enough for Zhao Hongming's family of three to eat for a day. Zhao Hongming knew that his father was preparing something for himself.

Turning his head, he saw five or six other bulging bags on the kitchen floor.

"Hong Ming, those are prepared for you, when you leave later, take those things with you."

Sensing her son's gaze, Li Lifen hurried forward to explain.

As he spoke, he opened the bags one by one.

"These are the beans harvested this year, and they are the best for cooking bacon; this is the taro grown by your second aunt, doesn't Yali love taro, bring some back; and these cured pork ribs"

Seeing his mother introducing the contents in bags one by one, Zhao Hongming's nose felt sore for no reason.

These are what their family loves to eat, and their parents have always kept them in their hearts.

Compared with the milk and bread he brought back, Zhao Hongming felt that he didn't seem to know what his parents liked to eat.

"Mom, I can't eat that much. Save some of the spare ribs and give them to me. Don't you just lose them?"

Zhao Hongming rubbed his nose, squatted down quickly, and wanted to take out some waxed pork ribs from the bag.

"Put it in the refrigerator if you can't finish it. Why is such a big refrigerator empty?"

Zhao Yuancheng, who was standing aside, came over, stopped his son from taking things out, and said angrily.

"That's right, you don't come back often, so bring more." Li Lifen also smiled.

Looking at the stubborn expressions of his parents, Zhao Hongming's heart became more and more panicked.

At this time, Qin Yali also came to the kitchen. Seeing that her parents-in-law had prepared so many things, she couldn't help but refuse, but she couldn't resist the insistence of the two old people, so she could only help them pack the remaining things into bags.

After breakfast, Zhao Hongming's family got into the car.

"Dad, Mom, we're leaving, take care of your health!"

"Goodbye, grandpa and grandma!"

Zhao Hongming, Qin Yali and Zhao Huan all bid farewell to the two old men.

The car started and slowly drove away from the house.

The two old people kept watching the car go away until it disappeared around the corner, then they turned around and walked into the house with each other's support.

When the car came, the trunk was full, full of joy.

When I went, the trunk was also full, carrying a reluctant parting.

(End of this chapter)