Actor: My Entertainment Era

Chapter 46
Zhang Yuanjun's room is not big, and the furnishings are simple: a bookshelf, on which are placed several books he has read since he was a child; a semi-old writing desk and a chair, which were replaced by his parents long ago. The three brothers and sisters of the Zhang family used to do their homework on this desk when they were young; a wardrobe for his clothes;

Lying again on this bed that he had slept in since childhood, Zhang Yuanjun's spirit was exceptionally relaxed.

For some reason, he would go to bed about two hours earlier at home than in Beijing.

Leaning on the head of the bed, Zhang Yuanjun smelled the familiar smell in the air, laziness and comfort were revealed from the cracks in his bones.

He fell asleep within two pages of the book on his lap.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yuanjun was awakened by cicadas and birdsong outside the window.

The sunlight coming in through the cracks in the curtains fell on Zhang Yuanjun's feet at the end of the bed.

Zhang Yuanjun just woke up and wanted to lie in bed for a while, when his mother knocked on the door: "Don't sleep, get up and eat."

"I'll sleep a little longer and stop eating."

"Still sleeping, it's nine o'clock, go see your grandma and the others after dinner."

"Oh, that's it." Zhang Yuanjun got up, touched the phone and checked, it was [-]:[-].

Breakfast is very simple, sweet potato porridge, served with fermented bean curd at home.

While Zhang Yuanjun was eating, his mother said to him: "This bottle of wine is for your grandma and for your uncle; this cigarette is for your grandpa, remember to take it when you leave."

"Ah."

Zhang Yuanjun Hululu finished his two bowls of porridge and planned to go out.

"Who will eat this leftover?" Mom poured the little porridge left in the pot into his bowl.

"Just feed me, I will gain weight sooner or later."

"You haven't reached the age of gaining weight, and you still can't eat this." Zhang's mother emptied the pot, "you can eat at your uncle's house at noon."

"Probably, they won't let me go." Zhang Yuanjun continued to eat, "After eating at my uncle's house, I will definitely eat at grandpa's house tonight."

"Are you tired from eating?" Mother Zhang smiled, "How many times do you go back throughout the year? When they were just on vacation, they asked the third child why he didn't come back."

Zhang Yuanjun felt a little guilty for the old man caring so much about himself.

"There is one more thing I forgot to tell you. Your grandfather will celebrate his 70th birthday in winter. No matter how busy you are, you will come back to me."

"Isn't grandpa only 69, so he's 70?"

Zhang's mother patted him: "There is no such thing as doing it back then, it was done a year in advance."

"Oh, the boss and the second are they coming back?"

"Even if there is a knife in the sky, I have to return it to me." Zhang's mother said.

Zhang Yuanjun was drinking porridge and realized one thing: "You and my dad will be 50 next year, what are you two going to do?"

Zhang's mother smiled: "We didn't want to do it at first, but some of your cousins ​​said that we should do it well."

"It must be done." Zhang Yuanjun said, "Next year our family will have three happy events, grandpa's 70th birthday, you and my dad's 50th, we will definitely do it.

"I'm also filming now, and I've saved some film salary in my hand. When the time comes, I will give you and my dad a full set of gold jewelry, so that they will die of envy." The more Zhang Yuanjun said, the more serious he became.

"I don't want anything else. If you tell the boss to bring a girlfriend back next year, your dad and I will die laughing. I'm 24 and five years old, and I don't go on blind dates, and I don't talk about love. When the boss takes the lead, you and the second child won't even talk."

"Didn't the boss talk about one before, and you didn't like it." Two years ago, the boss had a Chinese girlfriend abroad, and sent photos home, but my mother didn't like it.

"Well, she looks good, but she's a little short."

Zhang Yuanjun has also seen the photo of that girl, she looks very good-looking, she is indeed a little short, just over 1.6 meters tall, she looks like a skinny chick standing in front of the 187cm tall.

Mother Zhang is good at everything, just a little bit, and she likes tall and beautiful young people.

The most important thing is that the aesthetics of the three children all follow the mother, and the three brothers and sisters are all Yangou.

"The boss is in the United States, can you arrange a blind date for him?" Zhang Yuanjun asked again.

"As I said last time, the daughter of the deputy secretary-general of our city is also studying in the United States. She is half a year older than the boss. I have met that girl. She is beautiful. The father also likes the boss. He said that he arranged for the two younger ones to meet. Your boss is very good. After meeting, you have a meal and ignore him. There is nothing you can do about him."

"The boss has his own opinions since he was a child, and he must have his own plans. If you push him further, if he hides in the United States and won't come back, what can you do with him?" Zhang Yuanjun knew his boss well.

After dinner, Zhang Yuanjun went out for a walk for a couple of laps to digest food, and then drove to his hometown in the countryside.

Parents live in the same village, grandparents live on the slope, and grandparents live on the slope.

Grandpa has passed away, and grandma is not used to living in the city, so she lives with her uncle in her hometown.

Grandpa and grandma are still there, living with my uncle.

The three old people refused to go to the city, and the price they paid for this was that they were not allowed to farm any more land, and they only moved the few vegetables in their own vegetable garden every year.

"My son (uncle) is the boss in the city, and my parents are exhausted and stinky in the countryside. We lose face as children."

Zhang Yuanjun went to see his grandma first. As soon as the car drove up the slope, he saw three or five people sitting under the tree in front of the house from a distance.

Presumably, a few villagers were playing cards under the tree because they were greedy for the coolness of the summer morning.

The car approached, and someone recognized Zhang's car.

"Who's here?"

Grandma Zhang had good eyesight, she knew that her grandson was back when she saw the car, and said with a smile, "My grandson is back."

"The one from the second family?"

"Yes." Grandma smiled.

Zhang Yuanjun also parked the car under the tree, got down, called grandma, and greeted everyone.

"Which number is this from the second child's family?"

"The third."

"The third child is already this big! Your family raised a good youngster, just like Wu Shu." Someone boasted.

"When did you come back?" Grandma asked.

"It arrived yesterday." Zhang Yuanjun said.

Grandma saw him carrying the wine, and blamed him: "Your uncle's mouth is so bad that he can't drink it, why give him such a good wine, it's a waste of things."

Zhang Yuanjun smiled and said, "My uncle doesn't smoke, so he always has a bottle of wine. Where's my uncle?"

Zhang Yuanjun brought the wine into the room and put it on the table.

"Yuanjun is back." The uncle's voice sounded from the back door.

Zhang Yuanjun walked to the back door and saw his uncle and aunt were plucking chicken feathers in a basin.

The aunt got up, wiped her hands, and told him to sit in.

"Why did you come back so late this year?"

"I have something to do at school, I just came back yesterday. You are busy with your work, I will do it myself." Zhang Yuanjun took the cup and poured water by himself.

After two sips, Zhang Yuanjun said that he was going to Grandpa's house under the slope.

"Come back to eat at noon, don't eat at your grandpa's house." The uncle instructed.

Zhang Yuanjun held the cigarette for his uncle and said with a smile, "I know."

Zhang Yuanjun walked down slowly.

The people playing cards under the tree looked at Zhang Yuanjun's back and said to Grandma Zhang:

"You are blessed, the second child is so rich, and all the grandchildren are filial and sensible."

"I don't expect them to do anything. I'll be satisfied if I can come back a few more times and stay for a few more days." But grandma couldn't hide her pride and self-satisfaction when she looked at Zhang Yuanjun's tall and straight back.

Before Zhang Yuanjun entered Grandpa's house, he saw a yellow dog barking at him with its tail cut off.

"Damn it, what's your name!" Grandma yelled loudly from the room, and then a hunched figure appeared at the door, holding a wooden stick for beating a dog in his hand.

Seeing his grandson standing outside the door, the old man said pleasantly, "I also said you would be late."

"Just came down from my grandma." Zhang Yuanjun entered the door holding a cigarette, "Why doesn't that dog have a tail?"

"If you always pounce on other people's chickens, you'll chop them up. Eat at home at noon, don't go to your grandma's."

Zhang Yuanjun smiled and said, "My uncle killed all the chickens."

Grandma said, "I chopped up the duck last night, it's an old duck that I've raised for half a year."

While the grandfather and grandson were talking, grandpa came in wearing a straw hat and carrying a basket.

"Yuan Jun is here." The old man said happily, and passed the basket, "Taste, freshly beaten jujubes and peaches."

In my grandfather's vegetable garden, there are a jujube tree and a peach tree, both of which are more than ten years old and bear fruit every year.

Zhang Yuanjun picked a soft peach and ate it. It was cool and full of juice, with thick and tender flesh.

"It's delicious and I'll make a basket and take it back later." Grandpa said.

Eating at noon became a big problem, and the elderly on both sides asked Zhang Yuanjun to go home to eat.

"My chickens are all in the pot." Grandma went to the door of the relative's house to pull Zhang Yuanjun.

"As many meals as I eat at your house throughout the year, I will eat at mine this year." Grandpa just refused.

"The second child will eat at your house when he comes back."

As a junior, Zhang Yuanjun is not easy to speak.In the end, the aunt also came down, and the two of them forced Zhang Yuanjun home.

Zhang Yuanjun didn't offend anyone, he ate with his uncle and grandma at noon, and went back to his grandfather's house for dinner in the evening.

Zhang Yuanjun stayed in the village for a day, and drove home after six o'clock in the afternoon before it was dark.

"Slow down." Grandpa instructed.

　In fact, I really want to write a rural drama, it’s not long, and I will end my rural life tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)