There are no direct flights or trains from Yandang Mountain to Luling.
After the two siblings came out of the scenic spot, they first took the crew's car to Longwan International Airport, took a flight to Hongdu, the capital of Gan Province, and then transferred to a train from Hongdu back to Luling.
By the time the two siblings got home, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening.
My mother has come back a week in advance to take care of things, and my father won't arrive until the day of my grandfather's 70th birthday.
"Where's the boss?" Zhang Leping was nowhere to be seen at home, "Didn't you have a flight this morning?"
"His flight there is delayed. He will arrive in Shanghai in the early morning. He will rest there for one night and arrive home tomorrow afternoon." Zhang's mother also just returned from her grandfather's house.
"What should we prepare as juniors?" Zhang Yuanjun asked.
"You don't need to prepare anything. I have prepared red envelopes for you." Mother Zhang said, "The three of you will pay 200 yuan each to your grandpa."
"Is 200 too little?" Zhang Yuanying asked. She felt that her family's conditions were good, so she wanted more. "Give 6,000 to each person and give me a big red envelope to make grandpa happy."
"We gave 6,000, what will happen to your uncle's side? What will happen to your second and third grandfather's families? Do you want you to be the one who stands out?" Not all families have the conditions of the Zhang family, and banquets in the countryside are even more particular. This, "You are our direct grandchildren, 200 is included. Your second and third grandparents can handle it easily."
In 2004, the average salary was only a small amount, and a red envelope of 200 was already a lot.
"Your grandparents are not short of this little money. They will only be happy if they have children and grandchildren."
This birthday banquet is nominally hosted by Zhang Yuanjun's uncle, the only male member of the grandpa's family, but the Zhang family pays most of the expenses, plus the uncle and two aunts contribute their own share.
"How many people will you invite the day after tomorrow?"
"Sixteen tables, more than a hundred people, we can't fit any more in the auditorium. Okay, you two should eat first. I took a shower and went to bed. It's been a busy day today, so I washed the dishes after dinner."
The two siblings had to sit down while eating at the same table. The girl ate less, so Zhang Yuanying taunted her brother: "It feels like I haven't eaten in eight lifetimes. I haven't even finished half the bowl of rice, and you've already finished your second bowl."
"Don't talk while eating." The crew's food was mediocre, and he didn't eat seriously on the road. The food at home was delicious, but he couldn't make more.
"Hey, Zhang Laosan, could you please clarify your identity? You are the youngest in the family, how can you talk to me?"
"You were five minutes earlier than me. If you hadn't kicked me in my mother's belly, I would have been born before you." Zhang Yuanjun didn't care anyway. For more than ten years, he said that Zhang Yuanying deliberately kicked me in order to be born early and become a sister. Kicked him.
"You fart!" Zhang Yuanying scolded, "Even if I kicked you, I was still ahead of you, five minutes, 300 seconds, and I am still your sister."
Zhang Yuanying finished the rice in the bowl, put down her chopsticks, and ordered Zhang Yuanjun: "Wash the bowl."
"You don't do any work at home, you hit and curse others, and you have a bad temper. If anyone marries you in the future, the family will be in trouble for eight lifetimes." Zhang Yuanjun gritted his teeth.
"If I can't get married, I will live in your house."
"That won't work, my wife won't agree to it."
"It doesn't matter, whatever you say, you wash the dishes anyway." Zhang Yuanying was not afraid of boiling water. After eating, he lay on the sofa, pulled up the blanket and watched TV.
Zhang Yuanjun, as the leftover person, finished all the food on the table, put the dishes and chopsticks away in the sink, and sat there to watch TV.
"Wash the dishes." Zhang Yuanying said.
"Soak for a while and then wash it. If you want to watch it, watch it carefully and keep changing channels. If you don't watch it, I won't watch it." Zhang Yuanjun said and tried to grab the remote control in her hand.
"I can watch whatever I want. You keep grabbing it!" Zhang Yuanjun has already pressed forward to snatch the remote control from Zhang Yuanying's hand.
"Keep grabbing it! Mom!!! The third one will hit me!"
Zhang’s mother came over just after taking a shower: “Oh, you’re so old and you’re still fighting and grabbing a broken remote control.” But my mother didn’t mean to dissuade her. She just said, “Watch TV.”
Zhang Yuanjun didn't grab the remote control, so he returned to his seat and sat down. The TV happened to stop on set 3. At this time, Yangma's flagship music program "The Same Song" was being broadcast.
Zhang Yuanjun also likes to watch this show. He doesn’t remember anything else, but this episode left a particularly deep impression on him!
Because the name of this program is "The Perfect Concert", it is the year-end review of "The Same Song", and the slogan is ""The Same Song" is a special dedication, a surprise for young friends."
Until now, Zhang Yuanjun still remembers several heavyweight guests in this issue: SHE, Jay Chou, Jolin Tsai, Liang Jingru, Pan Weibai, Zhang Xueyou, Ren Xianqi...
No concert in the future will be able to gather this table of people, not even the Spring Festival Gala.
It truly deserves the title of "perfect". This is also the best issue of the "Same Song" column in the past 10 years.
On TV, after Liang Jingru finished singing "Courage", host He Jiong came on stage and asked: "Who are we waiting for tonight?"
The audience in the audience were shouting wildly.
Zhang Yuanying, who was lying down, seemed to have guessed the next singer, kicking her legs excitedly: "Coming, coming."
"Who are we waiting for - Jay Chou!"
"Ah!" Zhang Yuanying was going crazy!
My mother looked at it and thought it was boring. She rolled her eyes and said, "I can't even hear what he was singing. What's so good about it? Don't watch it too late. Go to bed early." She had no interest in pop stars. If she sang on stage, She still listens to Cai Qing and Liu Huan.
There were five drums on the stage and four drummers were playing. It took a few seconds for Jay Chou to appear on the stage wearing a black leather jacket and cool sunglasses. He stood in front of the empty drum and started playing to the rhythm.
After playing the drums, we sang "Dragon Fist".
"Come on, be handsome." Zhang Yuanying took her brother's arm and shook it hard.
"Handsome, handsome, handsome." Zhang Yuanjun lost his thoughts while listening to the song.
"Dragon Fist" was followed by "Qili Xiang".
Zhang Yuanying's excitement calmed down a little and she lay down on the sofa.
"It's cold, put your feet in." Zhang Yuanying motioned to her brother to put his feet in the blanket.
Zhang Yuanjun did not doubt that he was there and put his foot in.
"hiss--"
be cheated!
Zhang Yuanying’s feet are cold!
"Don't move!" Zhang Yuanying's feet under the blanket wrapped around her younger brother's feet. "Your feet are hot, warm them for me."
Zhang Yuanjun wanted to break away, but was clamped tightly by his sister: "Let me go, I won't move, I will warm your feet."
"You really don't move?"
"I can't move."
Jay Lun started singing "Nunchaku" last week on TV.
Zhang Yuanying let go of her brother, and Zhang Yuanjun decisively took out his feet: "I'm going to wash the dishes."
I walked into the kitchen with my shoes on.
"Zhang Laosan," Zhang Yuanying was so angry that she almost broke her teeth and shouted towards the kitchen, "You treat your sister like this. If you can't find a wife in the future, even if you find one, I will say all the bad things about you. "
"Whatever." Zhang Yuanjun's voice came from the kitchen.
Zhang Yuanjun came out after washing the dishes. Zhang Yuanying had turned off the TV and went to take a shower.
He dug out a hot water bottle, washed it, filled it with hot water, and threw it into Zhang Yuanying's quilt.
"Don't use all the hot water, I still have to wash."
"Get out!" My sister's kind voice came from the bathroom.
