Zhang Hongyu was anxious: "Didn't you two guys always wait for your parents to come back? Why did you still recognize them when your parents come back?"

Xiao Daidi also hurriedly said, "Ji Ling, Ji Dong, call me mom."

Zhang Dashuan was already angry and said angrily: "Don't force the child, what's wrong with them? I've been out for so many years and I have no news at all. Now I don't even recognize the child, so how can I blame the child?"

Liu Chuntao's tears flowed, and she couldn't refute it. Over the years, she and Zhang Hongbing have been doing so much.

Xiao Daidi quickly pulled Liu Chuntao into the house: "Your father has such a temper. His grandchildren are more serious than anything else. Don't be anxious first, take your time. When you couple went out, they were still young. I'm afraid they don't remember what you look like now. Just wait for a while to live together."

Liu Chuntao nodded, packed up his things, and helped Xiao Daidi do housework.

Zhang Jidong and Zhang Jiling were cautious, and were both a little afraid and curious about their parents who had been waiting for a long time. They observed them all the time, and wanted to get close but were a little vigilant.

Zhang Hongbing and Liu Chuntao felt very guilty and wanted to please the two children at all times, hoping to get the two little guys to accept them immediately.

Zhang Dashuan just got angry at the beginning, but later he was too lazy to care about the couple. No matter what, his son is his own son, and his grandchildren are also his own grandchildren. They will always re-establish the kind of inseparable flesh-and-blood affection.

The next day, I started to get on the Liang and started the fire, and time was still a little rushed. Although Zhang Dashuan and Xiao Daidi had everything ready, Zhang Hongbing and his wife arrived at home the day before and held a drink the next day, which was indeed a bit in a hurry. However, now the rural areas have such major events around the Spring Festival. So during the Spring Festival, there are constant banquets in the village. Everyone is in such a hurry. We have to hold weddings depending on the day and choose auspicious days. There are only a few good days before and after the New Year. So the banquets in the village are all gathered for a few days. Sometimes, the family has to do several favors, and the family has a sense of insufficient staff.

On the afternoon of the day when Zhang Hongbing and his wife returned home, relatives and friends came to the door to deliver favors. Four or five tables were arranged for dinner. This is called preparing a banquet. It is like a warm-up before the athletes go on stage.

Important relatives usually come to eat this preparatory seat. In theory, Yang Baosong is not a close relative of Zhang Dashuan's family, and his relationship was very average before. However, this year, the relationship between the two families was very close. So Yang Baosong's family also sent favors over in the afternoon and stayed at Yang Baosong's house for dinner.

Yang Baosong said to Zhang Dashuan apologetically: "Brother Dashuan, it's said that your house is on the beam, and I should come to your place for dinner tomorrow no matter what. But Secretary Hu's house in the village holds a drink tomorrow, and he specially called me to come over. By the way, he ordered your fish with me, and I have to deliver it after dinner. I can't come to your house's banquet tomorrow, so I asked Chunlan and Changhua to come to your house. There are a few other favors, so I will bring the favors over. I'm really sorry."

Zhang Dashuan smiled and said, "Brother Baosong, look at you, you are so polite. You are the village branch secretary, and you must go there. Otherwise, Secretary Hu will find a reason in the future. Isn't our village going to suffer a big loss? I'm not a person who doesn't know the general."

Yang Baosong was so happy when he heard Zhang Dashuan call him brother, but he didn't call him branch secretary. This was the relationship between the two families getting closer and closer.

"Brother Dashuan, then I'll agree to you. I'll drink this glass of wine as if I'm going to drink tomorrow's wine." Yang Baosong took a bowl of rice wine and drank it dry in one sip.

"Drink slowly, drink slowly, take a little more leisurely." Zhang Dashuan said hurriedly.

Zhou Yuquan said sarcastically: "Da Shuan, don't worry. This bowl of rice wine is nothing to Secretary Yang."

Yang Baosong naturally would not be angry with Zhou Yuquan at Zhang Dashuan's house, and smiled and said, "Brother Yuquan, when will the villa of your Baoqun be on the beam? Why didn't I hear any letter?"

"Baoqun can't find time to come back at the end of the year, and is preparing to go to the beam after the New Year. The time is set on the eighth day of the first lunar month. I will tell everyone here, so I will not inform you one by one." Zhou Yuquan said.

Of course everyone wouldn't mind that during the Chinese New Year, everyone is busy all over the place, and they go around every day. They also have to prepare New Year's supplies, make cakes, make rice wine, make sweet wine, make tofu, kill pigs... There are so many things. I really don't have time to notify one by one. Relatives and friends just call and tell the time.

Yang Baosong smiled and said, "On the eighth day of the first lunar month, a good day. Baoqun will definitely serve a good wine when he holds a banquet. I have to go and have a glass of wine."

"You Secretary Yang is still worried about not having a good wine? Please do a lot of work, you can eat good wine and cigarettes, you can throw it away." Zhou Yuquan said.

"Yuquan, you are misunderstanding me. When did I want other people's good wine and cigarettes? I went to the village and the town handled the village affairs. Sometimes my legs broke. The villagers thought I had benefited from it. Just like this time, the province was preparing to travel in our Shuanghe River, but the county town was preparing to set up the center of the tourist area in another village. I quit at that time and ran up and down countless times, begging grandpa to sue my grandma for whom? Could it be for myself?" Yang Baosong said this, naturally putting gold on his face. But what he said was true.

"Secretary Yang, will our Shuanghe really become a tourist area in the future?" Zhou Ganquan asked.

"It's still unclear, and the above has not been decided yet. But it's certain that no matter where the tourist center is placed, such as Chunshuling, Wild Boar Chong, Danyang, Yanziyan, Niubeipo, and Tongqian'ao, they must be included. But it's hard to say whether the entrance can be placed in our village. This may also depend on Brother Dashuan. Several provincial capitals in Shuanghe last time were very familiar with Brother Dashuan. Brother Dashuan could speak to them, and they could speak to them." Yang Baosong said.

"It turns out that it's still a big pledge." Zhou Yushu said.

"There is no way. The first time they entered the mountain, if it weren't for Brother Dashuan, one person would have almost died. These people owed Brother Dashuan's favor." Yang Baosong said.

Zhang Hongbing and Liu Chuntao kept picking up food for their daughter and son, trying every means to get closer to them.

Zhang Jiling and Zhang Jidong's brothers gradually adapted to their parents. Although they were not familiar with each other, they gradually stopped repelling them. They were just embarrassed to call them mom and dad.
Chapter completed!