"Do I have the energy?" Zhang Xiaoyue was a little excited and showed off her face.

"I'm so energetic, I'm a little stupid." Zhang Ma smiled and pinched her granddaughter's face.

After watching the premiere, the family was taking a car back to the yard, and they were still discussing the program in the car.

"Is there any videotape in this episode?" Zhang's father asked Zhang Yanming from behind.

"Yes, I asked someone to carve the CD, and there are still many unplayed shots."

"Okay, take it back and keep it in mind, so I can't go back in this life, so it's great to take it out and see it. I can't remember some places very well, and I just vaguely remember them when I watch TV."

"In the summer, you can go back and take a walk and visit your parents to visit the grave." Zhang's mother advised Zhang's father.

"It's also time and twice when I go back, and I can still go back every year? Do you think you want to move the grave? If you come out in the future, there will be no one in our fort."

"Don't tell me this, your brothers discuss it. What we say is wrong. It's also the move of your parents. Can your master move? There are still future generations."

"What about your parents? They don't move at all?"

Zhang Ma took a breath and thought, "Forget it, I won't move anymore. I'm going to have trouble changing places. Where can I move it? The old couple has never left the fort in their entire lives. What did you do for them?

They don’t know the place and people, and they are far away from their hometown. How can they be happy? If they don’t make trouble, they will be older. If they have the will, go back and burn paper. If they don’t have that intention, forget it.”

Dad Zhang thought for a while and said, "Yes, I haven't left the fort, my dad may have never even been to the city, and I don't know anything about it, so I probably feel uneasy.

Then forget it, just go back and take a look after it, it’s also a thought.”

Zhang's mother nodded: "Don't move randomly according to my words. The ancestral tombs can be moved so easily? How many generations have you been? Besides, where can we bury them when we get old in the future? I want to go back and guard my parents."

"That's what we say, we have to buried it separately when we die? Are you planning to enter my cemetery? You can think of it even if you go with your parents." Dad Zhang was displeased and stared at Mom Zhang.

"No, you two, can you say something useful? What are you studying here? Is it interesting?" Zhang Yanming turned his head and scolded the old couple. The more he said this, the less decent he became, the more excited he became.

"Where to bury research? What to bury?" Zhang Xiaoyue answered the conversation with her half-understand. She was so energetic that the children in the car were all asleep, and the others were asleep.

Zhang Ma hugged her granddaughter in disappointment and tidied her hair: "That's not a matter of time, why don't you talk about it?"

Zhang Yanming glared at Zhang's mother and did not answer the conversation.

"Grandma, my dad glared at you, I saw it." It's over, the little cotton jacket leaked today.

In fact, Tang Ma and Sun Hongye and Tang Jing were not asleep, and they were all pretending to be asleep with their eyes closed. You talk about this topic... Who dares to interfere? How to answer?

"Grandma, when will the second episode be released? Is there any more? We have gone to the sea and went to such a place, why did we put Zhangjiabao?"

"Yes, that's all the time to play one episode at a time, and where can I finish it all at once? One episode a week, and the next Saturday is the second episode."

"Ah? It takes one week? How many episodes are there in total?"

"How many places have you been to? Just a few episodes. How many places have you been to?"

The little girl started to wrench her fingers. In fact, she couldn't remember a few places when she went to, and she didn't know anyone, so she could remember a few children and interesting things that had happened.

However, after she interrupted, she pulled the topic just now, and Tang Ma and the others didn't have to pretend to be asleep.

“Where is this?”

"I don't know you either." Zhang Ma looked outside: "I haven't come out here a few times in total. The capital is too big, where can I get to know you? I guess it's impossible for locals to be familiar with them, that is, they are all familiar with each other."

"You have been here for several years, aren't you familiar with each other?"

"It's impossible for you to be familiar with everything you have to live in. How big is that piece? Are you familiar with it? Are you familiar with the Zhao family or on the street? It's too big here, so we don't have to run around without going to work."

"What's the use of being big? I can't find anything. It's better to live a little more comfortable life."

"When these children grow up and go to college in the future, we will find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in and support our elderly care."

Zhang Yanming adjusted Zhang Xiaoyi in his arms: "Then you don't need to be a university, you can just go to high school, you can live in high school."

"That's not possible. The key to more than three years in high school is that you can't leave. At that time, it was a time to be rebellious and willful, and it would be a lifetime of carelessness."

"What, what is rebellion, rebellion? Grandma."

"I just start to be willful and disobedient, so I have to cut it and spank hard."

"Hehehe, I can't, I'm obedient. Doudou has to be peeled. Zhang Xiaohuan and Zhang Xiaole have to be peeled too."

"Where is Zhang Xiaoyi?"

"Zhang Xiaoyi... He is so young, are you willing to fight? He is willing to? He is not crying." This side gangster was too blatant.

After this trip, Shuanzi and Xiaoying did not come back and stayed at their homes. Shuanzi would go to the crew again in a few days. The movie was not finished yet, and Xiaoying's kindergarten was about to start.

The family is my own five children.

Zhang Yanjun went out again and went to Yangcheng to talk about the new OEM products for spring and summer, determine the fabric style and craftsmanship, and accept small accessories from abroad.

This is the idea given by Zhang Yanming. The small accessories are customized from some handicraft workshops in Europe and Rome, and they are basically impossible to counterfeit in China.

Not only did the Europa retain most of the classical architecture and urban style, but also had a large number of handmade workshops, and many traditions were well passed down.

The country attaches importance to it, the government attaches importance to it, and the people also attach importance to it, and respect it, and are proud of being able to buy and use it. Therefore, these traditional craftsmen live more comfortably and take pride in it.

Like Yidaili, there are no multinational companies or giant companies in the country. They are all small workshops and factories, but everything is the best in the world and is sought after by people around the world.

Several famous luxury brands are all small shops in front and back shops on the streets. Several famous car factories are not even as large as some domestic large auto repair shops at this time.

There is actually nothing magical about concentration, accuracy, quality, professional honor, and sense of responsibility, but we just don’t have these.

We shout slogans, with surging passion, dreams of rising, lofty goals and ambitions to compete for each other, but in reality, we do nothing and don’t want to do anything.

I just thought about what kind of text game to use to make people believe and pay. I will collect the money first, but it doesn’t matter in the future. I will sue wherever I love, and whoever I love, anyway, I have time to spend.

It is actually not terrible for a person to have no sense of honor. What is terrible is that he loses even shame. What is even more terrible is that this is not a personal behavior.

The darkness of people's hearts is magnified openly, and those who abide by the rules and bottom lines become aliens. All the beauty is ultimately just lead-printed words, and the devil is swaying everywhere.

The rule-making person keeps breaking through the rules, the referee waves the black whistle without any scruples, money becomes the only pass, and the struggling and the manager race on the same track.

...

"What are you stupid? What are you thinking?" Sun Hongye gently pushed Zhang Yanming.
Chapter completed!