Zhang Yuansheng smiled: "That's good, that's good... Aren't you usually dressed more handsomely? We can't help but feel that your clothes are not suitable for the simple room." He coaxed, getting along with Zhan Yiyuan so well After a few days, I found that he was easy to talk to and would basically agree to anything as long as he was soft-spoken.
"This dress? My dad knew I was going to Shanghai and took me to the market to buy it. The price is not expensive." Zhan Yiyuan was really impressed.
It felt from his mouth that his relationship with his father had eased a lot. Lin Qiu was also very happy. It seemed that his previous efforts were not in vain.
He knew how sad it was to be separated from his parents, especially because of a misunderstanding between two people who cared about each other. And the gradual separation is the saddest thing.
As for his own father, he is really useless. He was very sad at the time and depressed about it for a long time, but he is relieved now.
"It seems that you have reconciled with Mr. Zhan!" Miao Dehai's voice was full of happiness, because the previous incident made Zhan and his son have a grudge in their hearts, which was something he felt very guilty about. One is his friend and the other is his benefactor. He hopes the two can live in harmony.
"We made up a long time ago. How could there be any overnight feud between father and son?" Zhan Yiyuan said a little embarrassed, as if he had completely forgotten his previous anger and had not returned home for a whole year. Make it easy for Zhan Bo to find you all the way.
Zhang Yuansheng also smiled. He had been very close to these two children recently and had heard the stories between them. At that time, he thought Zhan Yiyuan was such a stubborn child. He had a good vision in the stock market and was also very perseverant. !
This reminded him of the quarrels between him and his children. Maybe this was family happiness, making ordinary life no longer so boring.
Even if the quarrel is full of fireworks, everyone will soon reconcile and there will be no grudges in their hearts. The blood connection is so wonderful.
"You are all young. In the future, you will have a family and a career. If you have children, you will not be in the right mood to face this matter now." He spoke at the right time. He was not a person who liked preaching, but this kind of thing is true. You can feel the changes when you get older.
Zhan Yiyuan touched his head and smiled. He now feels that he did a good job in that matter back then. He didn't know why he was stuck on that line at the time. It’s not that I don’t want to go home. I just hope that my father will see his persistence and hard work.
"I was too willful at the time. I also made mistakes. If I had talked to my father properly, I would definitely not have ended up like this."
Lin Qiu smiled slightly: "It's not completely useless. At least your father doesn't stop you from playing the stock market now. He even took you to buy clothes when you came to Shanghai." Lin Qiu appreciated Zhan Yiyuan's resistance even more, because he just kept talking to him. It took a lot of struggle with fate to get to where we are today.
But Miao Dehai was more filial: "It's better not to quarrel with your parents. It would be a tragedy for a child to be raised but not given to him."
Lin Qiu couldn't help but refute this point of view: "If your parents themselves are of bad character, the ideas they impose on you are all wrong." He asked, in his home village, everyone was talking about why he was so unfilial.
Putting his father in a dilemma between the two families. But he felt that he had done nothing wrong, because he felt that he and his mother had always been giving.
Miao Dehai thought for a while and said, "But the parents' intentions are always good. They hope that their children will grow up healthily. As long as it does not violate public order and morality, it doesn't matter." He grew up under the care of his grandma. Although her parents died young, grandma was a sensible person and took it for granted that all relatives in the world were like this.
Lin Qiu's heartbeat suddenly increased, feeling like being targeted by thousands of people in the village. He knew that the environment where Miao Dehai grew up was different from that of him, so he had different views from his.
He could tell from Miao Dehai's words that his grandma and his parents loved him very much. But Lin Qiu is different. He only has his mother, and his grandmother is so shrewd and mean. Grandma is far away, so she probably won't be close to her.
"You are a filial person." Lin Qiu could only say with a forced smile.
Although Zhang Yuansheng didn't know what was wrong with these sentences, he could tell that Lin Qiu was in a bad mood, so he interrupted: "Let's take our luggage to the hotel first. Don't stand at the intersection and disturb people passing by."
"Okay!" Zhan Yiyuan also said. He also saw that something was wrong with Lin Qiu today, with a mixture of sadness and resentment in his eyes. But he didn't know exactly what it was. Lin Qiu rarely mentioned his family. He only knew that he had a mother at home.
No one present knew Lin Qiu's life experience. If they had known what Lin Qiu's parents had done to him, there might not have been a conversation like this today.
After arriving at the hotel, Lin Qiu put the package he was carrying on the ground. In this era, suitcases are not very commonly used tools.
Only white-collar workers who travel frequently will buy it specifically. Generally, they rely on their own packages when going out, or there are more simple urea bags.
In addition to Lin Qiu who brought a parcel, Miao Dehai also carried two schoolbags. The corners of the thread on the schoolbag are crooked. Grandma must have sewed it for him with her own hands.
Zhang Yuansheng was carrying a crossbody bag and no clothes. He looked very sloppy. They only plan to stay in Shanghai for three days this time. The clothes can be tolerated for a while, so don’t change them at all. Besides, a few grown men don’t dislike each other’s smelly feet and sweat.
Only Zhan Yiyuan's clothes were filled with the scent of soap locust. Wearing a pair of white shoes that were polished clean, he looked like a tourist. No wonder the other three people were looking at him just now. If this guy wanted to open a hotel by himself, he could probably afford the money. .
However, Zhan Yiyuan didn't like being crowded together with a group of like-minded people. He casually took off his shoes and lay on the bed: "This bed is so small, can it accommodate four people?" He shook his waist and felt the mattress. of softness.
"Three people should be able to lie down. There is a sofa outside. I will sleep on it." Zhang Yuansheng said first. He is the adult and has to take care of the children.
"Are we bringing very little money this time? Why can't we rent another room?" Zhan Yiyuan asked. When going out, the most important thing to consider is the quality of life. This is his value.
"Oh, you brat, don't you know how to be frugal? Renting this house for four days is my monthly salary!" Zhang Yuansheng shook his head. Zhan Yiyuan had been with him for several months. When he was talking to Zhan Yiyuan, He would always unconsciously adopt the tone he used when talking to his son.
Zhang Yuansheng really treated Zhan Yiyuan like a child. To be precise, the age difference between the several people present was so great that they were all members of his junior generation. The glory of father's love immediately enveloped the entire hotel.
Zhan Yiyuan curled his lips and said, "I'll open another one! After we invest in stocks today, we will definitely have money in a few days." His idea was very beautiful. Because in the small stock market in Beijing, he is basically guaranteed to make money without losing money. Naturally, he brought this concept to Shanghai.
