The beef restaurant is said to have the word "官网", but it is actually a food stall.

It mainly sells various beef dishes, famous for its authenticity and large portions, and is deeply loved by the middle and low-end consumers nearby.

At noon, Zhang Dehai squeezed in with a large number of men who were sweating on the construction site. Including Zhang Kun, there were a total of fifteen people.

They found the largest table, then inserted several stools, and barely squeezed them down.

Because it was a meal ordered in advance, people started serving the dishes as soon as they arrived at the kitchen.

Beef shredded ginger, cold beef, large slices of beef, beef stewed sweet potato flour, beef stewed three-slide beef, potato beef, beef jerky pot, plus some vegetables, a large table full of salivating.

Don’t underestimate that although there are only ten dishes in total, each serving is a large plate and full of portions.

At this table, Zhang Dehai spent more than 600 yuan, and the beef consumed was at least ten kilograms.

The fragrant beef and everyone comes with a bottle of ice and refreshing beer. In this hot August, it is really a pleasure, and everyone is feasting.

In the afternoon, Zhang Kun and the other two continued to move bricks until night fell and the bright moon hangs high.

At ten o'clock, everyone else began to prepare for the end, and then Zhang Dehai came to Zhang Kun.

"I'll take you to a hotel to open a room later. Thank you for your hard work for a day, have a good rest!" Zhang Dehai patted the cement stuck on Zhang Kun's back and said softly.

Zhang Kun was stunned at first, then shook his head: "Don't go!"

After a pause, Zhang Kun said again: "Didn't I see that there are still empty boards in the shed today? Why are you going to the hotel?"

"Besides, I have worked hard for a day and finally made some money. If I send it all to the hotel, wouldn't I do it in vain?"

Zhang Dehai was stunned and then laughed: "Okay, you kid also knows that it's hard to make money? Hey, but you have to save money, but you still have to spend it when it's time."

"The construction site is not good. It's hot and there's not even a typhoon fan. What's more, there are a lot of mosquitoes at night. You kid should go to the hotel to stay well, so I won't have to find you in the middle of the night, and it will be difficult to find it!"

Zhang Dehai said this, but Zhang Kun still shook his head: "If you don't go, I'll sleep on the construction site!"

Zhang Dehai slapped his mouth and glared at him: "You kid..."

Zhang Dehai wanted to say something, but looking at Zhang Kun's serious eyes, he finally smashed his mouth and then glared at him in anger.

"I'm still so stubborn and stubborn. OK. If you want to sleep, I'll let you sleep, but I'll tell you first that in the middle of the night, I won't accompany you to find a hotel!"

Zhang Dehai said fiercely, and Zhang Kun immediately showed a victory smile on his face.

Looking at the bright smile on Zhang Kun's face, Zhang Dehai's fierce face suddenly became helpless: "Stupid brat..."

After confirming that Zhang Kun would not change his mind, Zhang Dehai had no choice but to help Zhang Kun clean up the bed.

The so-called bed is actually a few hollow cement bricks plus a large piece of triplex panel, and then a cool mat and a thin blanket.

When my father packed up, Zhang Kun and other workers who finished finishing the finishing shower together with the water pipes. Then Zhang Kun sat on the temporarily laid bed, hugged his knees with his hands, and watched his father Zhang Dehai holding a notepad under the faint light in the shed, writing and drawing on it.

The above will record some project progress, overtime work of workers, as well as some special events and handling results.

After fiddling with the clock for half a minute, Zhang Dehai picked up the towel and went out to take a shower alone.

Late at night, the lights on the construction site gradually went out, and other workers in the shed were gradually falling asleep, and Zhang Dehai was already lying on the bed board.

Zhang Kun was pillowing his clothes, covered with a thin blanket on his stomach, and looked at his father's figure in the distance through the moonlight that faintly shot up from above his head.

Good night, Dad!

Zhang Kun said silently in his heart, and after saying that, he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

In the next two days, Zhang Kun also helped his father's engineering team do something within his ability. Most of them were physical work, and occasionally did some semi-technical work such as regulating the elevator or turning on the mixer.

During these three days, Zhang Kun had never left this construction site except for eating. Even when eating, he had to be inseparable from his father. Sometimes he had to go to the bathroom, and sometimes he had to be with him.

It was the third night.

The moonlight had already reached the middle, and at 2 a.m., all the workers had already fallen asleep.

After being tired for a day, night is the only time for the body to rest, and everyone is in the deepest sleep state. Even if some of the workers are shouting, everyone seems to be unaware of anything.

Among those very few people who snore, Zhang Dehai is also one of them.

"So, my dad can snore when he sleeps!" Zhang Kun, who was standing beside Zhang Dehai's bed, showed a chuckling on his face.

Under the moonlight, Zhang Kun was wearing shorts and shorts, standing quietly in the open space beside the bed, looking at the sleeping figure on the bed without blinking.

His eyes were staring at him, motionless.

Zhang Kun's face gradually changed from chuckling to silence.

The moonlight was slowly moving, and Zhang Kun looked at his sleeping father, and his silent cheeks appeared inexplicably.

Drop, Drop, Drop...

Drops of clear flow slid down on the cheeks, fell to the ground, and scattered into crystal tears.

The shed is always silent.

...

"Dad, then I'm back!" In the early morning sunshine, at the construction site, Zhang Kun waved to Zhang Dehai with his travel bag on his back.

"I finally want to go back. I don't know how much trouble I have delayed these days, so get out quickly. Pay attention to safety on the way!" Zhang Dehai said angrily.

"I understand, dad." Zhang Kun nodded with a smile, then turned around and walked outside the construction site. However, just after walking a few steps, Zhang Kun paused, then turned to look at Zhang Dehai who was still standing behind him, and shouted: "Dad, take care of yourself too!"

Zhang Dehai was stunned at first. Did this kid know how to use honorific words to him?

Zhang Dehai couldn't help but smile, but when he came to his senses again, Zhang Kun in his sight was gradually left with his blurred back.

"This brat!" Zhang Dehai shook his head with a smile.

...

Zhang Kun left, not going home, but came directly from Xiheng to Nanshan Airport.

Zhang Kun sat in the airport waiting room, staring blankly at the blue sky outside the glass window.

And in front of Zhang Kun, a long-lost figure floated in the air.

Mr. Liang had a low face and looked at Zhang Kun who was looking out the window with a blank expression.

"Zhang Kun, we won't go, go home!"

After holding it in for a long time, Mr. Liang finally said this sentence.

Zhang Kun, who was in a daze, blinked, as if he had just come to his senses, turned his head blankly to look at Old Master Liang, who was facing a low face next to him.

Zhang Kun raised his lips and smiled, with an indescribable relaxed smile on his face. After a while, Zhang Kun sighed lightly and spoke.

"Old man, I once heard a saying. In life, you can do something and not do something."

"I, Zhang Kun, have been in this world for seventeen years. During this period, there are too many things I think about, but I dare not do. I don't care or regret it. I will be sad and sad for those regrets, but I still have to live my life."

"But now, I don't plan to regret this matter again."

"What is Chinese martial arts? There was a person who once told me with his life. Then this time it was my turn to use my life to tell the world, this is Chinese martial arts!"

Zhang Kun said firmly. After saying that, Zhang Kun's eyes couldn't help but lower his head and looked at the air ticket in his hand.

From Nanshan City to Yanjing, August 11th, twelve o'clock.

Yanjing, wait for me!

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Chapter completed!