Unparalleled Treasures

While driving, the driver called someone and waited for them at Chengdongkou. Judging from his tone, that person should be his brother-in-law.

After chatting a few more words along the way, the driver's impression of Zhang Can got better again, because what Zhang Can said was very authentic local dialect, and the place he said was also very accurate without any mistakes. It was true that he was from Zhangjiazhuang. Not like a lie.

The driver's brother-in-law is a big man about 1.8 meters tall. Huai Wu's figure looks like a steel tower. When he was sitting in the passenger seat, the car body seemed to sink a bit. *

After leaving the city, the driver's wife and brother chatted with Zhang Can. Zhang Can absent-mindedly answered and didn't answer. The man lost interest and fell asleep after a while. Zhang Can stared out the window I was in a daze, and my heart became more and more anxious.

It was still very fast on the main road of the asphalt road. The driver drove to [-] miles. After an hour, he entered the country road and the speed slowed down. However, although the road is narrow, only more than four meters wide, it is all cement roads of the same color. It is very flat, but there are many curves, so the speed can only be slowed down.

Zhang Can looked at the supposedly familiar rural roads but felt strange. When he left a few years ago, these roads were still poor, but now they are all cast in concrete, and there are more homework in the fields beside the roads that he could not see before. machine.

At the entrance of the village, the road came to an end. When the driver stopped, his wife and brother were still sleeping. Zhang Can first took out the money and counted [-] to pay him, then said "thank you" without saying much, and got out of the car in a hurry. He hurriedly went into the village trail, his house was at the west end.

The old street in the village is still a stone-paved road, only three meters wide. At this time, every family is basically cooking lunch, and there is smoke from the chimneys on the roof.

Zhang Can was worried, so he quickened his pace and walked home. On the way, he met two villagers carrying hoes, but they didn't pay attention to them. Instead, they called him: "Hey... Isn't this the second child of the Guonian family?"

Zhang Can took a look, and with a vague impression, he said casually: "Uncle Guoxing, Uncle Guocheng!"

These two people are cousins ​​of Zhang Can's father's generation, and they have not escaped the five blessings. In Zhangjiazhuang, 80.00% of the people have the surname Zhang, and Zhang Can's generation is considered low, and his father Zhang Guonian has the most people in his generation. So when you see people, you have to call uncle. When I was in elementary school and junior high school, the Zhang family in the same class and his grandparents. At that time, I didn’t follow the seniority, and I called them by their first names. Young uncles and nephews were brothers, but when they grew up, it was a bit embarrassing. .

At this time, Zhang Can was worried about his mother, and he was not in the mood to talk to these uncles in the next room. After yelling, he hurried home. He seemed to hear Zhang Guoxing faintly saying: "The second son of the Guonian family is in Jinan. The city has made a lot of money... capable and promising..."

After Zhang Can walked tens of meters in a hurry, he suddenly thought, why don't he ask these two cousins ​​how his mother's illness is?

Turning the corner, I saw my old house. I entered the house three times, the main room in the middle, and wing rooms on both sides. The left wing room was lived by my elder brother Zhang Jiye, and the right wing room was lived by my parents and younger sister Zhang Hua. The middle hall room was shared. The eldest brother married for six years Yes, my sister-in-law is Zhu Hongyu, who is also from the village, and my nephew Zhang Liang is five years old. The family separated in the second year of marriage.

At the door of the main room, there was an old woman in her 60s and [-]s picking beans with a small dustpan, and a boy of [-] or [-] years old beside her was also poking in it with her small hands.

Zhang Can was dazed and almost confused. Isn't his mother Liu Chunju working at the door?His eyes widened in astonishment, he walked up to him, and asked in a daze, "Mom..."

Liu Chunju was startled, raised her head to look, was stunned, and then turned her head into the room full of joy and shouted: "Guonian, Jiye, Zhang Hua, come out quickly, Second Uncle Liangliang is back, Second Uncle Liangliang came back!"

Zhang Can stared at his mother carefully, and his mother shouted loudly, full of anger, how could she look like a seriously ill person?

Liu Chunju turned her head and taught the little boy again: "Liangliang, hurry up, call Second Uncle!"

The little boy stared at Zhang Can, a little scared, and called out in a low voice: "Second Uncle!"

"Hey!"

Zhang Can responded, still thinking about his mother, and handed a 100 yuan bill to his nephew: "Liangliang, take it to buy candy!"

Then I asked my mother again: "Mom, you...are you cured?"

Liu Chunju chuckled and said, "Why am I sick? This is all your father and brother's idea. If you don't say that, you won't come back!"

Zhang Can immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his mother is not sick, this is false news, but that is still good news, then he became annoyed again, what excuses can't be said, why use his mother's body as an issue?

"Mom, you see, dad and brother are really serious, don't lie about it, today it almost scared me out of my soul!"

Liu Chunju didn't care whether her son complained or not, she complained herself: "You are an unfilial son. It has been a few years, and you never come back. You just send money. What's the use of sending more money? Parents don't always want Look at you, look at me, your father and brother did the right thing!"

After the mother complained, Zhang Can's resentment disappeared, and he smiled embarrassingly, and then said: "Mom, this... Even if you want to come back, you have to choose the right one to say, isn't this scary!"

Looking back, he found that the hundred-yuan bill in his right hand was still in his hand. His nephew Zhang Liang didn't reach out to take it, and said in surprise, "Liangliang, take it!"

Zhang Liang shrank back, still did not reach out to take it, and said weakly: "I don't want it, my mother forbids me to take other people's money!"

Zhang Can snorted and said, "I'm your second uncle, what do you call someone else's? Take it, your mother won't blame you. Take it, I won't give it to others. Be good, take it!"

Because I came back in a hurry, I didn’t bring anything, I didn’t go home for several years, and I didn’t buy any gifts for my family. Zhang Can didn’t feel embarrassed, thinking that his mother is fine, it’s a blessing, it’s a bit late today, and I’ll be in town tomorrow Or take some money from the county seat and buy some things for the family. Anyway, I'm back, so I'm not in a hurry, so I might as well stay for a while longer, and then go to Jincheng.

Zhang Can put the money in Liangliang's hand, but Liangliang backed away and refused to take it. When Zhang Can was angry, several people came out of the room one after another, father, brother, sister-in-law, and sister all came out.

Zhu Hongyu called out: "Uncle is back!" Then she said to her son: "Liangliang, this is Second Uncle, take what Second Uncle gives you!"

Liangliang got his mother's words, so he was willing to accept the money. Zhang Jiye dragged Zhang Can's hand, and his younger sister Zhang Hua held Zhang Can's other hand, hugging him into the house with a smile.

Sitting down in the main room, sister-in-law Zhu Hongyu hurriedly made tea, brought it over and said with a smile: "Dad only called my uncle in the afternoon, it's only been a few hours, and my uncle arrived home before dark, so fast I remember when Liangliang’s father and I went to Jincheng to work, the train took a day and a night!”

Zhang Can said with a smile: "The plane I took arrived in the provincial capital in two hours, and when I got off the plane, I hired a taxi to rush back. It only took another one and a half hours, a total of just over three hours, which is fast enough!"

The younger sister Zhang Hua blinked and asked, "Second brother, what's it like to fly? Then... don't you worry about falling from the sky?"

Zhang Jiye reached out and tapped his younger sister's head, and said angrily, "Nonsense, curse your second brother!"

Liu Chunju came in with beans, and urged Zhu Hongyu: "Hongyu, mix the glutinous rice flour, and I'll cut the stuffing. Second Uncle Liangliang is back. Our family will have a great reunion, let's make glutinous rice balls!"

"Mom, I'll make glutinous rice balls for you!" Zhang Hua quickly got up and went into the kitchen.

Zhang Can looked at his younger sister's back and said with a smile: "Dad, brother, third sister is nineteen this year, and she has become a beautiful big girl!"

Zhang Guonian sighed and said: "Son, it's a pity for your sister. She got good grades in school, but at that time the family had no money, and they couldn't send her out. This is because Dad is sorry for her. Now that she is in the countryside, what good will she do? , here, we have few fields, and there is not much income from farming, and we are busy all year round, and there is not enough fertilizer money. If you are doing well in Jincheng, take your sister to find a job, which is better than staying at home!"

Zhang Can nodded indifferently and replied: "It's okay, my own sister, I don't care who cares, Dad, brother..." After pondering for a while, he said again: "Dad, brother, today's matter, You guys are so insane it scares the hell out of me!"

"I think it's not bad!"

Zhang Guonian took Zhang Can's words back in one gulp, and laughed: "You bastard, your mother has missed you for the past two years, half of her hair has turned gray, but have you come back? What a bastard, you're 25 this year , look, in the village, Zhang Ze from the third uncle’s family, who is as old as you, gave birth to a fat son last year, and Zhang Kuan from the second master’s family has two children, you...how about you..."

As soon as he mentioned this, Zhang Can blushed and felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Guonian said again: "Oh, it's not your fault, it's your father's fault, it's my father's incompetence, his family is poor, and he can't even marry a daughter-in-law. This is the world now, but you asked me to borrow 5 yuan in usury some time ago. , I paid it back a few days later, and gave 5000 yuan in interest for nothing. Dad feels distressed. With this 5000 yuan, our family’s annual income is only 50. Fortunately, you sent another [-] yuan back, son, you I don't know, your money scares your father, your brother, your mother, your sister, and your sister-in-law!"

Zhang Can comforted with a smile: "Dad, bro, don't worry, this is my legitimate income. I work as a manager for an antique shop in Jincheng. The annual salary is 100 million, which is not bad!"

"Brother, what is palm eye?" Zhang Jiye asked in surprise, but he had never heard of such a name.

Zhang Can was stunned, then smiled and said: "Brother, this...that is, that is...that is what it means to be called a manager in the company, and it is called Zhangyan in the antique shop, which is in charge of the identification and identification of antique jade and so on."

Zhang Guonian also breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "You are doing this legitimate job, so I am relieved. You suddenly sent such a large amount of money back. The post office worker in the town is Xiaozhu, the daughter of your third uncle's family. You sent back 50, and it’s only been a day, and almost everyone in the town knows that you sent 50. There are discussions everywhere, I don’t know what you are doing outside, you can make money like this, and now I'm really relieved!"

Zhang Jiye smiled and said, "Father, what are you worried about? My brother has never been a sneaky person since he was a child, hehehe..."

Smiling, Zhang Jiye turned his head to Zhang Can and said, "My brother, you don't know, you are a celebrity now. Two years ago, everyone knew that our family was poor, and girls from outside the village looked down on our family. It’s hard to talk about your asking for a wife. This time it’s going to be good. If you send back 50, the people who came to our house to talk about matchmaking broke the threshold of our house. So I discussed it with your sister-in-law. I’m not too young, I’ll take this opportunity to call you back, and we’ll talk about it after we marry a wife, but... Hehehe, brother, I dare not do this damn thing, it’s all done by Dad!"