"Don't make trouble?" Tang Ma hesitated for a moment: "I've caused quite a lot of trouble. I've only been back for a few days. Forget it, we'll talk about it later next summer camp."

"Forget it this year, our family won't go, we'll celebrate the New Year in Gangdu." Tang Zhongjun said: "If you see if you're fine next year, you can't always bother you."

"We are going to celebrate the New Year on the island. It's a big island, there are boats, big houses, it's not cold yet, there's no winter there." Zhang Xiaoyue ran to Tang's mother and popularized her geography knowledge.

"That's great. Milf Tang won't go, you guys go and play." Mom Tang reached out and rubbed Zhang Xiaoyue's head for a few times and refused.

"The beach is too tide, and her legs are not good. She felt a little uncomfortable when she went to Yuzhou last time. She couldn't enjoy the blessing." Dad Tang and Zhang Yanming explained.

This is normal. When people get older, they will always have problems of this and that. Afraid of dampness is a situation that many elderly people have. It is not very serious, and this kind of thing cannot be cured.

"Isn't it a problem when I was born in the middle of the army? I was wet during the confinement period. That was a life-threatening person." The old lady glared at her son.

What else can Tang Zhongjun say? Hey, giggle, nothing is right.

In recent years, the Tang Zhongjun and his wife have been quite successful and have worked hard. The relationship with the old man and the old lady has eased and they no longer look down on him anywhere.

A man must have a career and a serious matter. Success and failure are not important. The key is that you have to prove that you are doing, you can do, and you are working hard.

"Okay, don't persuade me. My mother said I won't go, so I won't go," Tang Jing glanced at Zhang Yanjun, who was still trying to say something: "It's tiring to make trouble every year during the New Year.

When my brother can do it, the whole family will move to Beijing. How can I move around?”

Tang Zhongjun scratched his head: "This target is a bit cruel."

Old Tang glanced at Tang Zhongjun: "Outstanding."

In fact, people live a habit. You are used to doing this job, you are used to living here, and you are used to the people and things around you. Is it inseparable? It’s not, it’s just that you are used to it.

Where to live and what’s the difference?

It is very different in the eyes of children, but in the eyes of young people, it is the goal of thrilling. When you are old, it is the same everywhere, and there is no difference. Just feel comfortable.

Middle-aged people do not have this qualification. They have to work hard for their family, parents, wives and children, and they don’t even bother to look up.

"How did you come from?" Zhang Yanjun stopped mentioning this and turned around and talked to Zhang Yanming.

"It's just a plane, it's taken by civil aviation."

"Damn. Then where are you looking at such a big private jet? I thought I could enjoy it for a while."

Sun Hongye smiled: "Brother, don't listen to his nonsense. The Ming Dynasty is in Ruer. Dozens of people may do civil aviation when they go out."

"I know he fooled me." Zhang Yanjun smiled and said, "Didn't this follow his words to satisfy him? My little cotton jacket has reported to me a long time ago."

Tang Doudou raised her hand and competed with her father with a victory gesture. The father and his wife expressed their feelings a few times. Tang Mom nodded with a smile.

"Tang Doudou, you betray me." Zhang Yanming narrowed his finger at Tang Doudou.

"Hehe, he is my father. Besides, you didn't say you want to keep it secret, right?"

"Well, he didn't say it." Zhang Xiaoyue made up for a break.

"I haven't said it before, and I know that my second uncle hasn't said it before." Zhang Xiaole jumped up and raised his hand to show that he was from his sister.

"When will you go back?" Zhang Yanjun asked Zhang Yanming.

"The things are all done...or tomorrow? It's no difference between early and late. There's something going on when I go back to the capital."

"If you have something to do, you still run out? That's true." Sun Hongye gave Zhang Yanming a look.

"I know what's going on?" Zhang Xiaoyue jumped up and reported: "I'm going to record songs, but my father said he wanted to record a few songs."

"What song? For whom did you write another song?"

"No. I want to make a few public welfare advertisements. I'm already looking for Lao Zhang to help shoot it, and the country has released it."

"Who is that?"

"What else can anyone do? Public service advertisements are effective. Whoever's is not important. We don't need to use this to promote any reputation."

"What do you want? Who will do this? You waved your hand and I have to arrange it. I don't take the initiative to instruct you."

"Give it to the military region, and you can feel at ease in quality. Tell them that the roadbed must be well prepared, and if you can get straight, try to get straight as straight as possible, and eight lanes are connected."

"We have given two highways in the military region. This is not a highway. Why don't we provide a subsidy construction? You can't keep an eye on the family and feed them? You have to talk about some balance, right? It was a good thing."

"You can do it, just do it. Anyway, my requirements are like this. Don't blame me for finding the back account if the quality is not up to standard. There is also the price."

"I know, Master."

Tang Ma looked at Sun Hongye and smiled: "These two children are really funny."

"As soon as this road is open, you can just run away, and you can use your strength." Dad Tang shook his head and said, which made Mom Tang roll his eyes.

"Don't you build a few factories here?" Zhang Yanjun asked.

Zhang Yanming shook his head: "There is nothing suitable, can this thing be hard?"

"Then let's leave tomorrow." Tang Jing said: "It's been out for so long. I'll stand at Ruer Xiaohui's house tomorrow, and then go back."

"OK."

Everyone had no objection. I guess Mrs. Tang was a little reluctant, but she couldn't help but let the girl go home, so she didn't say anything.

The children of the Zhang family have a very regular schedule. They go to wash and go to bed at the right time, and no one has to stare at them.

No words all night.

The next day, Zhang Yanming got up and made breakfast with Tang Ma. When everyone got up, they tidied up and then went downstairs to set off.

"Secretary Li, you don't have to send me off. I'll bother you this time, which has caused a lot of trouble."

Downstairs, Zhang Yanming shook hands with Section Chief Li and said goodbye: "Even if we meet each other this time, we will call me when we go to Beijing in the future, or if there is anything I can help, just say it. As long as it is not a matter of principle."

Section Chief Li smiled: "I really want to have a question of principle. I don't have the qualifications. I guess I have to last ten or eight years before I can have hope."

Indeed, if you want to violate the principle issue, you must have a level of sufficient level.

Section Chief Li sent everyone to the expressway entrance, waved goodbye, and completed this defense mission.

Several cars here got on the highway and returned to Ruer, and went back to the villa directly.

Wang Jiahui was taking Zhang Xiaohuan to the bay in the yard. The boy didn't bother to be cold and insisted on coming out to play the swing.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyue and Tang Doudou come in, Zhang Xiaohuan smiled and ran over to shake hands: "Sister, second sister, I miss you all, I've missed you all."

"Don't you miss me?" Zhang Xiaole asked.

"You go."

"You girls, you guys, don't think you are cold." Tang Jing curled her lips and looked at the swing: "Don't you feel your butt frozen?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Jiahui sighed: "I can't beat him, I have a pretty good idea."

"It's like you can take care of children. You can have children, and you can't bear it. I hope you will either starve to death or freeze to death."

"No," Wang Jiahui smiled: "There are people with canteens and cotton clothes, but I can't cover this cry."

"Where is Xiaohui?" Zhang Yanjun pinched Zhang Xiaohuan's face and asked.

"My dad is sleeping in the house and can't scream." Zhang Xiaohuan complained.
Chapter completed!