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Chapter 66 The First New Year After School (Part 1)

"Old Zhang, life is very moist. You are so good. You smoke and drink coke every day." The middle-aged man sitting next to Zhang Meng said with a smile at a middle-aged man with a fat face opposite him.

"It's not that I'm moist, it's that you can't think about it. This old saying goes, the money you spend is your own. In the past, I was reluctant to eat or drink, but I didn't see where the money was saved. Now I understand that life is short and I must enjoy it in time, otherwise what can I do if I'm tired and tired?"

"Haha,, I'm not as open-minded as you. I have to spend money if I have old men and young men open my eyes."

"You can't treat yourself badly. Who you reported on TV who is reluctant to eat or drink to support your family and finally got leukemia. This is all the lessons of the past. It will be too late to regret it if you collapse one day."

"Then how much does it cost per month now?"

"This is not accurate. In addition to the fixed monthly rent of 300 yuan, smoking and eating and occasionally going out to drink can also cost 1,000 yuan a month. This is not considered the electricity bill. In winter, the electricity bill alone will cost more than 200 yuan."

"Good,, you have paid more than 1,000 yuan this month, and you have almost half of our salary. Can your wife agree?"

"What does she disagree? My son's tuition, food and clothing are all the money I pay for, and I have never seen a penny of the money she earns."

"Just like your spending method, your wife must save some money for emergency use."

"She loves everything,,,,,,,"

"Haha, Lao Zhang, your son should go to junior high school next year. In the blink of an eye, it's time to get married. You have to save money quickly."

"Save a lot of money, but he can't find a wife, it only means that he is incompetent. I hope I can save money for him. I can still survive. It would be great if I can raise him for school."

"Old Zhang, what you said is not your own son."

"If I am his own son, he has to know that I feel sorry for my father. I am a father who is incompetent. If he can't count on me, he has to do it himself. Is this a man?"

"Haha,,, Lao Zhang, you are really open-minded. If I had such a cruel heart as you, I would live more freely than you, so eat slowly." The middle-aged man sitting next to Zhang Meng stood up and left with a smile.

Zhang Meng looked up and secretly glanced at the middle-aged man who was drinking Coke on the other side, and stood up and left without any appetite. Zhang Meng looked down on such a man who was irresponsible, irresponsible and selfish. There are so many migrant workers in society who have been away for many years, not to support their families, to give their wives, children and parents a better material life. Who would want to leave their hometowns and sell themselves to the factory.

"That old Zhang is really a big heart. We only earn more than 3,000 yuan a month and can work half of it. His family has old men and young men. His son is fourteen or five years old, and he has no sense of crisis at all.,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

"What a big heart? This is called "muddy and can't be covered with walls. Why do we work hard to make money after leaving our hometown? Isn't it just to make the family feel better? If he earns 100,000 yuan a month, he will spend all his money, so he will not be as good as us earning 3,000 yuan. At least we can send more than 2,000 yuan to our family every month. This is also very comfortable. How does his way of spending mean living,,,,,,,,,,,"

Zhang Meng sat on the floor of the locker room and listened to everyone's discussion. In fact, he was very convinced of the colleague's words, "It's meaningless to keep it if you earn more." After taking a nap for more than ten minutes, Zhang Meng stood up and walked towards the workshop.,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Feng Yan called Yang Sao Heizi Mo Linluo one by one. Heizimo was not free because he wanted to help his mother prepare New Year's goods to clean up the house. Yang Sao and Linluo, who were "young master level", were also idle at home, and Feng Yan called him to a restaurant and three people started drinking.

"Loach, it's not me who talks about you. Your biggest shortcoming is that you love to be too stubborn. As the saying goes, there is no grass everywhere in the world, why bother to love a flower alone? Yes, we can't hang ourselves on a tree, we,,,,,,,"

"Stop it. My second brother can fly with colorful flags all day like you. How can you, a passionate person, understand love?"

"Our Camel Xiaosi has grown a lot. Come on, brother, I wish you a cup."

"I'm just talking about the matter. Besides, Mi Xiaojun is really good. You are perfect match with your second brother. I support you and then get her back."

"Shapeful,,,,"

"I still have flatterers now. What do you have? Let them suck you dry sooner or later"

"You are a dead camel, no big or small." Yang Sao raised his hand and slapped Lin Luo on the back of his head.

"Okay, okay, I'll ask you two to enlighten me, it's really a mess."

"You have to find a big boss to enlighten people. At most, we will accompany you to relieve your worries when we are drunk." Yang Sao said, raising his glass and stretching out to Feng Yan.

"I know I can't count on you two, come and have a drink."

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In the past few days after returning, Feng Yan was not at home all day long. He either went out to drink with this classmate or that friend. It was not until New Year's Eve that he was born peacefully

"Feng Yan, Feng Yan, get up quickly. After dinner, follow your dad to burn paper for your grandfather." Feng Yan's mother shouted loudly in the yard.

Last night, I drank with my child until late at night, and I was still drowsy, but Feng Yan knew that he had to burn paper for his grandfather before noon every year, so he dragged his tired body up from the bed.

"This ghost weather is so cold." Feng Yan put on his clothes and shivered and went out to wash it.

"There is hot water in the house, hurry up and finish the meal. I'm not at home every day. Today I can't go anywhere. I'll help your dad chop dumpling stuffing at home." The mother brought the vegetables from the kitchen and scolded Feng Xiao while bringing the vegetables into the house.

"I know mom"

After dinner, Feng Yan and his father went to his grandfather's grave with a large bag of paper money and a plate of firecrackers. When they came back, their father couldn't help but say a few words when he looked at the listless Feng Yan.

"Feng Yan, after the New Year, you can't go out every day like these days. You finally go home once and spend time with your mother and grandma at home."

"I know Dad, my main friends haven't seen each other for a long time. I can't refuse it, right?"

"Dad is not against you making friends. You have to know how to grasp the degree. Some friends that are worth making do not need to stick together every day to maintain their relationship. You have entered society now that you have to learn to screen and do less meaningless things."

"I know Dad, I know what I know." Feng Yan looked arrogant and arrogant, all in his own control, didn't take what his father said to heart at all.

The father was very uneasy when he saw Feng Yan's condition at this time. Although young people had pretentious stages, instead of watching his son be taught a lesson in life in the future, he hoped to use his own experience to help his son avoid detours and suffer less losses. But things went against his wishes. The gap between the two generations that could never be crossed can not be erased in just a few words. In comparison, Feng Yan's father's idea seemed much naive.

(End of this chapter)
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