When he returned home, Zhang Yifu was stunned again. Wang Xiaohua was actually cooking with her mother? Is there no sense of distance? Is there no generation gap? Is there no conflict between people from different regions in the cooking beliefs?

Seeing Zhang Yifu come back, Ning Lan scolded again: "Why are you always like this? You don't tell me in advance when you come back, and you even bring your friends back. Mom has no time to prepare!"

Looking at my mother's smile, Zhang Yifu sighed: "Mom, you're thinking too much, there are many kinds of accidents in this world."

Wang Xiaohua also smiled and said, "Auntie, let's ignore him, I'll tell you how to make donkey meat stew."

"Haha, it's still the little flower who is sensible." Ning Lan was already full of joy.

I donkey meat cuisine in northern Jilin conquered her mother, or Wang Xiaohua's smiling face and sweet mouth conquered her.

It is terrible for women to get together. Zhang Yifu dared not engage in too much. After walking around, he asked, "Where is my dad?"

"Oh...he, he has recently modified the electric meter in the suburbs and lived there." Ning Lan's expression slightly stopped hearing this, revealing sourness, but it quickly got better, "Don't worry about his affairs, wait for dinner."

"The suburbs... Is it necessary for my dad to work overnight? How old is he who doesn't go home overnight? " Zhang Yifu frowned and immediately asked, "How long have you been there."

"Don't worry..." Ning Lan waved her hand and wanted to turn around.

"No, I have to know this." Zhang Yifu grabbed his mother and continued to ask, "Don't worry, I'm responsible."

"Hey..." Ning Lan sighed, "It's been two weeks. As soon as you left, your dad passed by."

"How can this be done?"

"It was not arranged by Section Chief Song..." Ning Lan felt abrupt as soon as she said that she was speechless and did not intend to continue.

"Secretary Song?" Zhang Yifu was stunned and then asked, "Did you offend him because of the last incident?"

Seeing this situation, Ning Lan could not hide it anymore, so she had to tell the truth: "I told your father that he had just been studying for two years, so what's so crazy? He still didn't take it away. Last time you went home, didn't you both offend Lu Qingxiu? You don't know about her person? You remember all the trivial matters for the rest of your life. Now, Section Chief Song sent your father to the suburbs to carry out construction, hey..."

"Damn, what kind of bird man? I just gave her a pack of specialties!" Zhang Yifu became more and more angry as he heard it. He punched the table, "It's fine if the young man sent him out to work. My dad is over 50 years old and has worked hard all his life, so he still let him do this job?"

"Shh..." Ning Lan hurriedly stepped forward and made a gesture of closing his voice, "Originally, your father and Lao Song were not in the way of dealing with each other, and they only barely got along for your future... Later I heard that you went to the power plant..."

"I understand, I understand." Zhang Yifu waved his hand and stood there hesitated.

After all, it still causes trouble for the family.

It’s easy for the King of Hell, but it’s difficult for the little ghost to deal with. He can get along so well with Niu Dameng and others, but it’s hard to deal with the young section chief next door.

Wang Xiaohua next to her was stunned. She couldn't understand anything else. The only thing she understood was that the college students in the factory were angry. But the college students were college students after all, not the factory boss Niu Xiaozhuang. It seemed that they were just angry.

After sitting like this for half a minute, Zhang Yifu finally couldn't hold it in. He picked up the car key and stood up and walked out.

"Yao! Why are you doing?"

"Arguing, making trouble." Zhang Yifu snorted, "Mom, these days, children who can cry have breastfeeds. Dad is just too honest and not flattering the leader. He doesn't refute this kind of thing, nor can he see how old he is, and he can't afford to torture him! Dad is thin-skinned, and his son helps him make trouble. I quarrel that all the community knows that Song Yuanshan excludes my dad, and he doesn't believe it and he won't let my dad come back."

"Oh! Why is this trouble? Our family has been peaceful for so many years, so it won't be like this."

"Mom, don't worry, I know how to deal with it." Zhang Yifu ignored his mother's obstruction and wanted to make trouble. In fact, his approach is not unreasonable. The agency is afraid of making trouble, but there is something wrong. Perhaps Section Chief Song is afraid of it and annoyed when he makes trouble. Forget it. Just like Zhang Guodong, he will always suffer losses.

Just as he was about to go out, the phone rang at home. Ning Lan grabbed Zhang Yifu and said, "This point must be your father. If you want to go, you have to nod your father first."

Zhang Yifu happened to ask his father about something, so he went straight up to answer the phone.

"Is it Yifu?" Zhang Guodong was quite surprised when he heard Zhang Yifu's voice, "Why are you back?"

"Go back to the ministry to do business and leave tonight."

"Okay, okay! The leader will send you on a business trip so quickly, a good sign!" Zhang Guodong's words were full of joy, "Then I won't say much, please hurry up and spend time with your mother."

"Dad." Zhang Yifu asked directly, "Did Song Yuanshan do this?"

Zhang Guodong was stunned when he heard this, and his voice couldn't help but feel a little low: "Don't worry, people are needed here, it's normal for temporary work transfer."

"So many people, why are you going to tormenting? We won't be beaten to death. We are an old comrade who has worked for decades. Can he eat you?" Zhang Yifu simply hated that his father was not good at all. "Dad, come back quickly, how should he go to work tomorrow? Don't go there, I'll talk to Song Yuanshan."

"Yifu, don't be anxious, listen to dad." Zhang Guodong breathed a sigh of relief, his voice gradually slowed down, and he said leisurely, "The power system is not as simple as you imagined. The circle is so big and there are so many people. After generations, everyone will have their own relationships and their own network. Dad is not doing well in this regard and has not paved the way for you, it will be difficult for dad to help you. It is the only thing dad can do without delaying you. In the future, you will definitely return to Jijing to work. If you offend people for dad today, you may lay a bad reputation, so forget it. Dad is very good here. Other workers give in to me when I see that I am old."

Zhang Yifu listened to his father's bitter persuasion, and the more he listened, the more he became, the more he felt sore, and finally shed tears.

It’s not that doing such rough work is not good. If Zhang Yifu was a young man who just started working, he wouldn’t have any comments when he went to the construction site to help him overnight.

But now, it is not a young man who sleeps in the open, but an old man who has struggled all his life. His father should not have suffered this treatment.

"My son is unfilial." Zhang Yifu wiped his tears and said, "Dad, please wait, I'll pick you up."

"Wait... don't come, listen to me again."

Zhang Yifu hung up the phone directly and said to his mother: "Mom. Wait until dad returns before firing."

"Yaofu..." Ning Lan looked at her firm son and couldn't bear to persuade him anymore.

His son is very good, and he inherited Zhang Guodong's intelligence and Zhang Guodong's eagerness to learn. What's better is that he did not inherit honesty and cowardly.

Ning Lan also wiped her eyes and immediately went back to the house to pick up Zhang Guodong's jacket and handed it to her son: "It's cold tonight, put on some things, everything else is easy to say, don't fight."

"Yes." Zhang Yifu nodded and said to Wang Xiaohua next to him, "I'm sorry, I originally planned to take you to see Tiananmen Square and Shichahai..."

"It's okay, I'll go too." Wang Xiaohua smiled and followed her, "I'm very satisfied if I can sit in the car and take a look."

"I'll try my best." Zhang Yifu forced a smile and said goodbye to his mother.

After getting on the bus, he deliberately hung up to the air and burned it for half a minute. The rumbling engine made the whole hospital uneasy. He wanted to let Song Yuanshan's family hear it and let the whole hospital hear it. The Zhang family is honest, but the young one is not honest.

Many people opened the windows and looked at the empty car in confusion.

Then, with a "old man", the car galloped away.

Lu Qingxiu left the curtains and looked at the car galloping away, and felt palpitations in her heart.

A few minutes later, someone in the dormitory yard of the Electricity Administration Bureau was yelled out and was shocked to see the visitor.

"Eh? Shaw? Eh?"

Before he finished "hey", he was stuffed into the car as if he had been kidnapped.

Hao Shuai was the most innocent person at this time. His old roommate suddenly appeared and was kidnapped himself. He was trapped in a scary car and couldn't even cry.

"Yihu! Slow down!" Wang Xiaohua, who was on the passenger seat belt, had already tied her seat belt.

"The speed limit is 70, and it just hits the road." Zhang Yifu's mood had eased a little at this time and he turned his head, "This is my classmate, Hao Shuai from the North China Bureau, and this is Wang Xiaohua from our factory."

"Eh? Eh?" Hao Shuai still couldn't understand what was going on.

Zhang Yifu had to explain to him in the most concise language: "Don't 'hey', my dad was trapped in the southern suburbs to install an electric meter. Let's kill him and rescue him."

“Eh?”

"Hello, I am Wang Xiaohua." Wang Xiaohua turned around and smiled.

“Eh?”

“…”

It was only ten minutes later that Hao Shuai was able to figure out the situation.

"Isn't it right?" He immediately reacted, "This time the electricity meter is entrusted to a third party to go to the construction of the power meter project. Jijing Bureau only needs to supervise the work."

"Fuck, I'll know." Zhang Yifu cursed with the steering wheel, "No matter how much he supervises the work, there is no reason not to go home for two weeks."

"This matter is really too much. Take Uncle Zhang back." Hao Shuai quickly got an idea, "I am just a clerk now. It's hard to contact the people from Jijing Bureau. You just pulled me out and were anxious, so you should call my dad."

"Yes, yes." Zhang Yifu slapped his head and remembered, "Your father is from Jijing Bureau, I forgot."

"Well, so let's take Uncle Zhang back first and let my dad pay attention to this matter tomorrow. If you can, you will be suppressed."

"Thank you." Zhang Yifu turned around and thanked him sincerely, "I'll bother your family if you have trivial matters. I'll give you two packs of donkey meat later."

"Don't look at me! Look at the road!"
Chapter completed!