Chapter 708: Must have one

Like Uncle Biao's son?!

Aunt's blood pressure instantly rose!

How could she not have heard of Uncle Biao's son! Since he went to the border region, he had only come back twice in so many decades of marriage and having children!

It made Uncle Biao now have to rely on Tan Tan for his old age!

They only had Zhang Yanping as a child, if he also didn't see them for more than ten years, wouldn't they cry to death!

Uncle, who had been silent all along, couldn't take it anymore!

"Alright, alright! If the child doesn't want to take the civil service exam, then don't! We have a house, and later we can buy a storefront, and we can save some money for old age... not adding burdens to them... isn't that pretty good?"

Changing his perspective, Uncle instantly felt satisfied: "Look at the people in our wholesale market, there are those who didn't go to college, those who are hanging around all day, and those who are playing cards with fox friends and dog companions... Our Zhang Yanping is so good!"

"We didn't teach the child anything, he worked hard and got into a key university. He helped us find sources of goods, and the business became popular! He doesn't smoke, drink, or hang around!"

"Why do you have to take the civil service exam all day long? Do you have to make the child suffer?"

At this moment, he was eating greedily without any image, and the phone on the side was vibrating wildly—

Thinking about it now, he actually started to feel that this job was not something a relative would have!

Brother Zhang Yanping:...

Brother Zhang Yanping was also eating greedily, and said to Wu Fang, who was just shoveling rice without saying a word:

She tried hard to tighten her face: "Song Tan, if you don't take the civil service exam, then don't, but you're in your twenties, you should pay attention to your personal affairs... How about it? When are you planning to go to the girl's house?"

Uncle often drove to deliver goods and was sensitive to time. Hearing this, he looked at Zhang Yanping silently, but didn't say anything.

Once that was said, the couple stopped.

If he didn't eat more, there would be no chance to pack it up at all.

Aunt had never entered the workplace in her life, how could she understand the thousand-layer routines of capitalists?

Zhang Yanping was still bluffing: "And Aunt, when you asked me to bring Zhang Zhang Yanping over at the beginning, wasn't it because you felt that he didn't exercise at home every day and it was bad for his health?"

There was a position, but mainly doing customer service.

Registered, but just an empty shell.

"By then, from my house to the city, it takes an hour by car—you tell me, from the new district of our city to your wholesale market, if the road is blocked again, it takes about forty or fifty minutes, right?"

"Aunt, my farm is a registered company, Zhang Zhang Yanping has a proper position here..."

Hey hey hey?! Why is the bitter melon so delicious too!

Aunt's bit of unwillingness soon disappeared in front of the fragrant food on the table.

"But working here doesn't have traffic jams, it just takes twenty minutes more."

She gave Secretary Xiao Zhu a grateful look—Zhang Zhang Yanping's words were indeed the last straw that broke the camel's back, but the zero-sum things Secretary Xiao Zhu talked about earlier were the fuse.

And Zhang Yanping struck while the iron was hot, giving Aunt the final reassurance:

But, that didn't matter!

He quickly reached out and picked up several chopsticks of bitter melon, not even answering Brother Zhang Yanping's question.

"What's more, we have this kind of relationship, later if Zhang Zhang Yanping doesn't want to do it, he can resign today and go back tomorrow, and I won't hold him back. He's equivalent to being free—getting a salary and ensuring physical health, helping my family, and can leave whenever he wants... Aunt, are you saying my place is too small?"

Do you have to have one?

"Also, there's news in the city that our village is going to pave the asphalt road soon, and the appropriation has arrived!"

Whether it will arrive or not, we don't know, but it doesn't hinder blowing a cow first.

Tonight there were more than thirty people eating, and the large round table in the restaurant was crowded for the first time. And on the large turntable of the table, it was also piled full of various dishes.

As for whether the car is blocked after arriving in the city, that's another matter.

What could Aunt say?

Don't look at the number of dishes, but there were also many people eating, so today it was also a stainless steel basin piled full of a table.

Actually, it wasn't a traffic jam in the city; it would only take seventy minutes to get from the New District to the wholesale market, after all, it is a big city! But Zhang Yanping used such flowery language that when the aunt heard it, it seemed like the difference really wasn't that big.

And Aunt Song Song Hongmei was even more excited: "Why is it so delicious! Why is it more delicious than in spring and the Dragon Boat Festival! What a waste to eat it all in one meal!"

Brother Zhang Yanping was still unwilling to give up, and at this moment, he picked up a piece of bitter melon for his dad in a perfunctory and careless way: "Dad, just say, is the food at Tan Tan's house good or not? I can eat like this every day!"

"Look at my Zhang Zhang Yanping, he's so sturdy and healthy now! If he worked elsewhere, could he eat and sleep this well?"

These were all the achievements of Uncle Biao, focusing on home-style simplicity and appetite.

It was Wu Lei, who took a photo specifically to send to his mom before dinner:

Zhang Hong, who was caught off guard:...!!! With so much food, why did you have to pick that piece of fish for me?

Since that was the case...

Both sides were light and original, one was heavy in taste but very appetizing.

This was the care and love from Aunt!

Wu Fang's mouth was full, and at this moment, she "hmm-hmm-ah-ah" vaguely for a while, and then her chopsticks moved like lightning, quickly picking up the last piece of fish!

For a time, it was dazzling to everyone, chopsticks stretched out, and they didn't know which one to pick first.

【Mom, we are eating these dishes tonight! Look at you, what a pity you didn't come!】

And no one present felt it was unpresentable, instead holding their rice bowls, hating that they only had one stomach!

And Master Qian used such good ingredients for the first time, and was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself, truly using all eighteen kinds of skills to maintain the original color of the ingredients!

Zhang Hong stared hesitantly at the bitter melon he didn't like, looking at the crisp and fresh color, and finally stuffed it into his mouth—

Green pepper stir-fried eggs, braised eggplant, green tomato stir-fried fish chunks, scallion-braised river shrimp, clear stewed crucian carp soup sprinkled with coriander and agastache, and also the cowpea and braised canned meat cut into small cubes, stir-fried in the pot into fragrant appetizing dishes—

Tiger skin green peppers, garlic stir-fried cabbage, tomato stir-fried eggs, sweet but not greasy glutinous rice stuffed pumpkin with fragrance, old cucumber stewed meat full of juice, red braised winter melon with sesame oil, and fresh green stir-fried bitter melon... plus a pot of white fungus soup.

Ah, this.

In short, everyone's efforts were not in vain, and Brother Zhang Yanping's tense nerves instantly relaxed.

Song Tan:...

The uncle, an honest man, rarely lost his temper. The aunt was stunned for a moment, then instantly raised her voice: "What do you mean I'm forcing him all day long? I used to dream of him becoming a high official!"

"Mom! Just say, what job can I do now that has this kind of food?"

But as she spoke, she kept picking up vegetables—because no one at the table listened to her.

Today is a holiday, Master Qian took a day off early. When he came down from the mountain at three o'clock, he just happened to catch up with Uncle Biao to prepare dinner for the Song family. ===== CHAPTER 709 =====