"Why is this so embarrassing? You have a lot of family members, so you should take it home to honor your grandfather and the others!" Zhang Fuhai happily stroked his goatee after hearing Zhang Yan's words.

"It's okay, I've prepared a lot, I have it all!" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

After chatting with the two uncles for a few more words, Zhang Yan said goodbye and left.

Although Zhang Fuhai and Zhang Fuquan herd hundreds of sheep, this was not their property, but the family property.

Because Zhang Fuhai and Zhang Fuquan were orphans and had no children, the clan arranged for two people to herd sheep for the clan, and the clan gave them food on a monthly basis.

This is the benefit of a clan. If there is a good clan leader, the people in the clan will not be in trouble.

If any family has difficulties, the clan will help.

The Zhang family in Zhangjiayu still has a lot of family property.

Enough to ensure that no one will starve to death.

"Brother, you are back!"

"Wow, brother, you brought back so many things!"

Sisters Zhang Juan and Zhang Xiu heard the commotion and ran out to see Zhang Yan, and they all happily came forward to greet him.

Now, his two sisters are no longer alienated from him and have become close to him.

"Here, these are the new clothes your sister-in-law has prepared for you. Take them back and try them on to see if they fit you." Zhang Yan took out two cloth bags from the tricycle and handed them to his two sisters.

"Thank you, brother, thank you, sister-in-law!" Zhang Xiu and Zhang Juan happily took the cloth bag and looked at the new clothes inside.

"Brother!" Zhang Ping and Zhang An came out and looked at Zhang Yan eagerly.

My sister-in-law has prepared new clothes for my sister, so we can’t forget our two brothers-in-law, right?

"Unload the things from the car!" Zhang Yan said and went straight into the house.

"Dad, how are you feeling lately?" Zhang Yan asked while standing in the main room, looking at Zhang Fusheng sitting on the main seat holding a cigarette bag and a pot in his mouth.

"It's okay, I can't die!"

"As long as you don't die! How about you go to the kang and I'll take your pulse?" Zhang Yan said calmly.

"Why do you want to go to the kang?" Zhang Fusheng was very satisfied with Zhang Yan's performance, but he still asked habitually.

"It's inconvenient for me to sit here!"

"Well, it's really troublesome!" Zhang Fusheng muttered, walked into the back room and got on the Kang.

"Yanzi is back! Have you eaten?"

"No!"

"I'll cook for you!" Mother Zhang said and went down to cook for Zhang Yan.

In rural areas, especially in winter, people only have two meals, so although it is almost lunch time, Zhang's mother is still sitting on the kang doing needlework.

"Yes!" Zhang Yan was not polite and nodded in agreement.

In the city, he was used to having three meals a day. If he skipped lunch and would be hungry until the evening, it would not be a comfortable thing.

Zhang Yan took Zhang Fusheng's pulse, which was back to normal, steady and strong.

"Well! I'm recovering well. I don't need to drink traditional Chinese medicine for the time being. I got back the medicinal wine and drink one or two of it every day and adjust slowly.

This time I brought you a few more bottles, enough for you to drink for a while, and I will get them for you after you finish drinking them!" Zhang Yan told Zhang Fusheng.

After saying that, Zhang Yan took the lead and turned around and walked out of the back room, came to the main room, and took the main seat without hesitation.

Zhang Fusheng, who followed out, saw Zhang Yan sitting on the main seat, and his face darkened.

Zhang Yan looked at Zhang Fusheng who came out and said with a smile: "Dad, you should sit down too!

Stop smoking your pipe pot and try this!"

As he said that, he took out two boxes of red peonies and put them on the table.

"It's such a waste for me to smoke this cigarette, you can keep it!

Didn't you say that after the Chinese New Year, you want to find someone to help your two brothers become regular employees? Save this cigarette and smoke it when you find someone." Zhang Fusheng's face changed gloomily and uncertainly for a while, and then he sat down under Zhang Yan.

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"I still have it there! It's basically settled that the second and third sons will become full-time employees. Let's look back and see what they want to do." Zhang Yan showed a satisfied smile.

This dad just needs to clean up. It would be better if he cleans up more when there is nothing wrong.

"That's good, that's good!

Why do you need to ask them? What do they know? Whatever you think is the best and most promising thing to do, arrange it for them." Zhang Fusheng said matter-of-factly.

"In this world, what is the most promising? It can only be said to be relatively promising.

Let’s take a look at their interests!” Zhang Yan shook his head and said.

After he finished speaking, he continued, "Also, Dad, I'm not telling you that this approach is not good. In addition to spoiling your children, you also have an overbearing paternalistic style. The second and third children were almost ruined by you."

"How did I ruin them?" Zhang Fusheng said unconvinced.

"Don't be dissatisfied. What happened to following you before? You don't know what happened?

Look at what the two of them are like now?" Zhang Yan looked at Zhang Fusheng with contempt and said.

"Brother, everything has been unloaded, what should I do with it?" Zhang Ping came in and asked respectfully.

"You take out the meat separately, separate the rice and noodles, and pack them into portions of twenty kilograms each.

After dinner, follow me to deliver gifts." Zhang Yan ordered with a smile.

Looking at Zhang Ping's attitude, you can tell that the training during this period has been very fruitful.

"Got it!" Zhang Ping agreed and was about to turn around and go out.

"Wait a minute, I was just talking to our dad about your becoming a regular employee next year, and I just wanted to ask your two opinions.

Go back and think about it yourself and see what you want to do.

Whether to work as a technical worker in a workshop, as a driver in a transportation team, or as a cook in a canteen."

"Brother, can't I study medicine with you?" Zhang Ping thought for a while and asked.

"Okay, as long as you resist the beating!" Zhang Yan grinned.

Zhang Ping was so frightened that he immediately gave up the idea of ​​learning medical skills from Zhang Yan.

The boss is too scary, it's better to stay away from him.

"There's no hurry about this. You have plenty of time to think about it. Just give me the confirmation after the New Year." Zhang Yan explained with a smile and waved his hand for Zhang Ping to go out.

"Second brother wants to study medicine, why don't you agree?" Zhang Fusheng was very smart. He saw that Zhang Yan didn't want to teach, so he deliberately frightened Zhang Ping.

"Isn't it your fault? Do the good sons you taught have that patience? They don't even know the Chinese characters, and they still study medicine with me?

I think you should work as a cook in the canteen!

At the very least, there will be no shortage of food and drink in the future." Zhang Yan sneered.

Dad here, you can't give him a good look, you have to beat him from time to time, otherwise he will become a monster.

Being ridiculed by Zhang Yan, Zhang Fusheng's face turned red and white for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Zhang Yan is not worried either. He has just taken his pulse and knows that there is nothing wrong with his health. There is no need to worry about his body being damaged by anger.

"I don't care anymore, you can figure it out yourself!" Zhang Fusheng finished his sentence, picked up the red peonies on the table, stood up and left the main room.
Chapter completed!