Chapter 1069 Home from Home

Zhang Yang asked Zhang Zhanbei to sit down and asked Fu Changzheng to pour tea for him.

Zhang Zhanbei was very cramped when sitting on the sofa. After a while, he remembered something and took out a box of stone forest from his pocket. This was a good cigarette that he thought he could handle. He pulled out a cigarette to Zhang Yang with a shiver.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Uncle Eight, I don't smoke." He took a box of Chinese cigarettes and handed them to Zhang Zhanbei.

Zhang Zhanbei was at a loss and said, "Zhang... Zhang Yang... How can I collect your cigarettes..."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You're welcome." He saw Zhang Zhanbei's nervousness and pulled out a group of Zhang Zhanbei. Although smoking is harmful to his health, it still has a certain effect on relieving tension.

Zhang Zhanbei was very calm. He smiled and said, "Zhang Yang, I really didn't expect that you were such a big official. The office is so big. Awesome, awesome. Our old Zhang's family finally has a high-ranking official. The ancestral grave is smoking, and the ancestral tomb is smoking."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Uncle Eighth, I'm just a senior official, just a county-level cadre."

Zhang Zhanbei said, "Of course, it's a senior official. The county party committee [book] of Xishan County is not as big as you. He is the county party committee [book], and your urban committee [book] has been recorded. I have seen it once. He came to Lu Jialiang to inspect the majesty. Our When the book saw the head of the township, he was like a grandson. Although the secretary was a grandson in front of the head of the township, he stood up in front of us, with an awesome face.

Zhang Yang laughed loudly, and Zhang Zhanbei's words were not rough.

Zhang Zhanbei smiled shyly and said, "Zhang Yang. Don't laugh at me. There is no education in the uncle's mountain, and the words are not light or heavy.

Zhang Yang said, "Very good, my family, why do you talk so many stupid things? It should be straight up and out.

At this time, Chang Haitian called and talked about tomorrow's public bidding. Zhang Yang said, "It's up to you. Now that I've left it to you, I trust you.

Zhang Zhanbei looked at Zhang Yang's command, and he admired his nephew a little. When Zhang Yang put down the phone, Zhang Zhanbei said, "Zhang Yang, I think you are also very busy. I'll go first."

Zhang Yang said, "Uncle Eight, you came all the way to Binhai and left without even eating?" He saw that it was time to get off work, and motioned Zhang Zhanbei to wait and asked Fu Changzheng to call Zhou Shanhu over.

Zhang Yang said to Zhang Zhanbei, "Uncle, let's go to the municipal party committee's guest house for dinner tonight, and I'll arrange for you to stay there in the evening."

Zhang Zhanbei said, "No, you are so busy. How can I bother you?" He is an honest man.

Zhang Yang said, "Don't say no. If you let your family know that you can't even drink wine when you come to me. Who still regards me as my family? Let's go, I have to eat. We chat while drinking.

Zhang Zhanbei was quite excited. He was a little flattered. He didn't know that he had such a nephew for more than 20 years. He didn't expect that the only man in the Zhang family was so promising.

When Zhou Shanhu rushed to the restaurant of the Municipal Party Committee's hostel, Zhang Yang and Zhang Zhanbei had already arrived. Zhang Zhanbei was happy to see Zhou Shanhu and said, "Huzi!"

Zhou Shanhu happily held Zhang Zhanbei's arm: "Uncle Zhanbei, why are you here?" Zhou Shanhu didn't know about Zhang Yang's recognition of his ancestors. He was a little surprised and said, "Do you also know Zhang [Book]?"

Zhang Yang said, "He is my eighth uncle. Do you think we know each other?"

Zhou Shanhu said, "Zhang [Shu], you and I are fellow villagers. Why don't I know it for so long?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "There are still a lot of things you don't know. Are you okay at night?"

Zhou Shanhu said, "I originally made an appointment to make a movie with Xi Ting. Uncle Zhanbei came, so I won't go and drink with him."

Zhang Yang said, "Tay to Xi Ting that if she wants, come over for dinner together."

Zhou Shanhu answered and went to make a phone call.

Fu Changzheng came to arrange the wine and vegetables. He whispered in Zhang Yang's ear, but Qiao Mengyuan, deputy director of the China Merchants Office, was eating outside.

Zhang Yang went out and came to the hall and saw Qiao Mengyuan sitting in front of the window waiting for the food to be served. During this period, Qiao Mengyuan has been staying in the municipal party committee hostel and usually eats in the restaurant here.

Seeing Zhang Yang, Qiao Mengyuan smiled and said, "Do you have business?"

Zhang Yang said, "Why don't you call me when you eat alone?"

Qiao Mengyuan said, "I'm used to being alone!"

Zhang Yang said, "Let's go, a bag."

Qiao Mengyuan shook her head and said, "Forget it, I have to go back to review the tender after dinner, and it will officially start tomorrow."

Zhang Yang said, "Let's go, there are no outsiders. Do you want me to drag you there?"

Qiao Mengyuan couldn't resist him. She sighed and whispered, "I'll leave after dinner!"

Zhang Yang nodded and took Qiao Mengyuan to the room. Qiao Mengyuan recognized Zhang Zhanbei. The last time she took her mother's body out of Xiaoshiwa Village, it was Zhang Zhanbei who rowed and sent them out.

Zhang Zhanbei also remembers Qiao Mengyuan. People in the mountains have never seen so many beautiful girls. When he saw one, he had a deep memory. Zhang Zhanbei thought that Qiao Mengyuan was Zhang Yang's girlfriend. He laughed and didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhang Yang said, "You have met Mengyuan. This is my eighth uncle."

Qiao Mengyuan smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang is good."

Zhang Zhanbei said, "They are all family members. Ha ha, they are really talented and beautiful. Last time I saw that you two are really a couple."

Qiao Mengyuan was blushed by Zhang Zhanbei. She was about to explain, but she heard Zhang Yang say, "Uncle Eight, do you think we are still the same?"

Zhang Zhanbei said, "A perfect match, a perfect match, a perfect match."

Qiao Mengyuan knew that Zhang Zhanbei had misunderstood, but when she heard the sweetness in her heart, she whispered, "Uncle Zhang, we are ordinary friends."

Zhang Zhanbei smiled and said, "I know, I know!"

Looking at Zhang Zhanbei's happy smile, Qiao Mengyuan's face turned redder. Zhou Shanhu came back now, and the dishes were also served. Zhou Shanhu poured wine for several people. Zhang Yang thoughtfully told Zhou Shanhu not to pour wine for Qiao Mengyuan. He picked up the glass and said, "Uncle Eight, welcome to Binhai

They touched the wine glass, and Zhang Zhanbei drank it all. He sighed, "Zhang Yang, before Uncle Eight came here, I really didn't know you were such a big official. I didn't want to go in until I got to your office."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid of embarrassing you. I'm just a farmer, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to climb up to your municipal party committee."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "What do you mean, Uncle Eighth? There is no difference between high and low. The blood relationship between us is real. You don't want to recognize me as a nephew, do you?"

"Recognize, be sure to admit, I have recognized it for a long time." After Zhang Zhanbei drank a few glasses of wine, he talked a lot and was not so cramped. He smiled and said, "When I came out of the house this time, my father specially asked me to carry a bag of dry goods from the mountain and asked me to bring it to you, but the doorman didn't let me bring things in. I'll save it

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Grandpa still misses me."

"I want to talk to you all day long, and I want you to make time to go back to our hometown."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Be sure to go."

Zhou Shanhu saluted Zhang Zhanbei with a glass of wine and said, "Uncle Zhanbei, are you passing by this time, or are you coming here specially?"

Zhang Zhanbei said, "How can I pass by? Further east is the sea, and I won't go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Several people laughed.

Zhang Zhanbei said, "I'm here to work on the project. More than 20 people in our village have come out with me this time. They are all working on the project in the bonded area."

Zhang Yang said, "Uncle Eight, is there anything I can do for you?"

Zhang Zhanbei shook his head and said, "No, really not. I just do some small projects. You can't help. When I go out, your grandfather specially told me. Don't bother you if you have nothing to do."

Zhang Yang said, "If you really have something to do, you must tell me. I can still help you solve some problems in Binhai."

Zhang Zhanbei said, "I know, but I can solve it. Today, I came here to ask you to do something, or I just want to see you. You are the only man in your generation when our old Zhang's family comes."

Qiao Mengyuan toasted him with tea instead of wine, "Uncle Zhang, thank you for your help last time."

Zhang Zhanbei drank a little wine and spoke more casually: "Ha ha, it's all a family. You are the object of my eldest nephew. Sooner or later, you will be from our old Zhang's family. What's the family polite?"

Qiao Mengyuan blushed with shame, and the afterglow in the corners of her eyes saw Zhang's big grin. She couldn't help but be angry with Zhang Yang and kicked Zhang Yang under the table.

Zhou Shanhu just thought he didn't hear it and ate vegetables there.

Zhang Yang said, "Uncle Eight, where do you live?"

"There is a dormitory on the construction site."

"Shut you want to stay tonight?" Zhang Zhanbei said, "No, I'll go to the construction site dormitory later. I have to work early tomorrow morning." He was addicted to alcohol. He drank another glass of wine and looked at Qiao Mengyuan. He remembered one thing: "Well, the one who passed away last time was your mother, right?"

Qiao Mengyuan nodded and said, "Yes!"

Zhang Zhanbei said, "I didn't remember it at that time. After you left, I remembered that your mother came to our Xiaoshiwa Village in those years."

Qiao Mengyuan smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang, you were still very young at that time. How could you remember so clearly?"

Zhang Zhanbei said, "At that time, I was twelve years old. If you want to say that we have never had such a beautiful city girl in our mountain village, it's a bit like you. I remember very clearly that when she came to our village, our village was a sensation and followed her to see her. Later, she said that she was looking for

Qiao Mengyuan said, "Xiao Zhiqing?"

"Xiao Mingxuan, is it your father? I was dating your mother at that time.

It was too late for Zhang to stop him. He really couldn't laugh or cry. He had been hiding this matter from Qiao Mengyuan. Unexpectedly, his eighth uncle drank some wine and poured beans and said it all.

Qiao Mengyuan is so smart. At this time, she already knew that Zhang Yang had a lot of things to hide from herself. A pair of wonderful eyes stared at Zhang Yang, clearly revealing deep dissatisfaction.