Extraordinary life starting from film and television lottery

Chapter 43 043, Stubborn and Lively, Familiar and Unfamiliar Places

Zhang Jian returned to the small county for two days and spent several million.

Now all the relatives and friends on my mother's side know that he has made money and is promising.

The news spread wildly, and then Zhang Jian was ready to go back to his hometown.

On the third day, that is, the day when the tenth lottery chance was accumulated.

Zhang Jian took Lina and drove away from the county town to the village.

It was also on this day that Meng Shutang took his parents back to the provincial capital to celebrate the New Year.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Jian asked while driving.

"Very good!" Lina laughed, "The scenery is very nice, and the air is also very good."

"In the valley, the air is of course good." Zhang Jian said.

I went to apply for a passport in the morning, and received a call from my father in the afternoon.

Tomorrow is the new year, if you don't go back, your father will start scolding you.

Since his parents divorced, Zhang Jian's life seemed to be split in two.

Most of the time you can stay with mom, but you have to stay with dad on holidays.

Those who don't know think this is a good thing, but in fact it is the most torture.

Otherwise, Zhang Jian wouldn't have stayed away for so long.

For him in the past, living outside alone was easy and comfortable.

Lina seemed to let go of her role as a housekeeper and took pictures innocently.

In order to play the role of girlfriend well, she even used a new mobile phone.

Zhang Jian is very satisfied with her.

Lina is very decent, not only good-looking, but also perfect in terms of etiquette and dealing with people.

Saved him enough face.

He was already thinking about giving a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year.

The car entered the village road and started to bump a bit.

The dust was raised, so Lina had to close the windows.

Zhang Jian frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the road leading to the village hadn't been repaired in the past so many years, and he didn't know what the village meant.

He slowed down, and slowly drove into the village amidst the bumps.

The sharp-eyed villagers saw the people in the car, but didn't recognize them for a moment.

It wasn't until Zhang Jian rolled down the window that they all greeted each other.

Zhang Jian's uncle shouted and asked him to drive to the Ancestral Temple Square.

Zhang Jian suddenly remembered the rules of the village and his father's phone call, and suddenly laughed.

"What's wrong?" Lina asked.

"There is a rule in the village. If you buy a new car with a price of more than 20 yuan, you have to go to the ancestral temple to offer incense. People in the village will also buy firecrackers and fireworks. Be careful when you get off the car."

After Zhang Jian finished speaking, the car arrived at the square, and the sound of firecrackers had already sounded.

The crackling sound startled Lina. Just as she looked out of the car, gunpowder smoke filled the air.

After the car stopped, Zhang Jianli got out of the car.

With a smile, he saw his limping father, and before he had time to say hello, he took the cigarettes from his father and began to distribute them.

He turned around and called Lina, asking her to come down to give out red envelopes, all of which were wrapped last night, and there was a red ticket in each red envelope, which was only given out to children.

Someone opened the red envelope on the spot, and there was an uproar when they learned that it was a red ticket. Immediately, someone started calling for the baby, puppy, and dog, wishing to hug all the newborns out.

Zhang Jian was not afraid at all, he took out a black plastic bag from the car with a smile, put it in his father's hand, and asked him to help distribute red envelopes, and also gave a red envelope to the little monkey beside his father.

The boy born to his father and a widow was only a little over seven years old, and he never dared to tell Zhang Jian that he had already registered on the phone after he came back this time.

Zhang Jian thought he was the only child. After all, there were only him and his father in the household registration book. Unexpectedly, his father's actions were so fast that he was added.

I also blame Zhang Jian for not worrying about family affairs. No wonder he was pinched by his mother and said he had no conscience.

As long as his filial piety does not deteriorate, he is a good boy.

Obviously, in the eyes of Zhang's father, Zhang Jian at this time is a good boy.

Seeing his father surrounded by a group of children, Zhang Jian smiled and took Lina to the ancestral hall.

The old people in the village were already sitting on the left and right sides. When they saw the two people coming in, they gave two sticks of incense with a straight face, one for Zhang Jian and one for Lina.

Zhang Jian also had a serious face, and together with Lina, he offered incense to the statue of the family ancestor.

His lineage can be traced back to the Ming Dynasty. His family was originally in the Central Plains Province. Later, his ancestors came here to be officials and multiplied. If we really want to sue, the eighteen generations of Zhang Jianzu were really not farmers.

Because until the end of Qing Dynasty, two ancestors wore official skins, which were recorded in the genealogy and county annals, and because of this, there were always some ancient rules in the village.

After burning incense, Zhang Jian had to offer tea to the two village elders alone, and had to burn ten pieces of yellow paper in a brazier, and waited until the burning was over before leaving.

It took more than an hour to complete this set, but no one had any objections, because everyone came here this way, and Lina was more curious than impatient.

When their father came in with the little monkey, Zhang Jiancai and Lina left the ancestral hall and drove to their own home, which was not the old house in memory, but a three-story building built by themselves.

The one with front and back yards is separated from the neighbors by a road, so you can drive in directly, and you can drive your car into the front yard after turning a corner.

"Come back!" A cramped voice sounded.

"Aunt Ding!" Zhang Jian smiled and got out of the car, "Lina, call someone."

"Hello, Auntie!" Lina said obediently.

"Okay, okay!" Ding Xiang immediately smiled, extremely sincere, and even her eyes were slightly red.

She did not get Zhang Jian's approval when she entered this house.

This has always been a knot in her heart, and she even thought it was her fault that Zhang Jian would not come.

But everything has passed, and Zhang Jian has grown up after all.

Zhang Jian didn't think too much, took out the suitcase with Lina and sent it to the second floor.

Ding Xiang immediately came to help, muttering, "I know you're coming back, the beds are all new, they've been washed and dried, and the internet at home has been connected, and your dad installed an internet TV upstairs, specially for you I used a room as a study, and I cleaned it back and forth six times..."

"Thank you, Aunt Ding!" Zhang Jian said.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it should be done." Ding Xiang laughed.

"Go and do your work!" Zhang Jian glanced at the house, "We will pack our luggage and go down, by the way, this is a gift for you and my dad, and the little monkey's, take them all down."

"Okay!" Ding Xiang smiled and carried a bunch of things down.

Zhang Jian turned around and saw Lina staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jian asked.

"There's only one bed!" Lina pursed her lips and whispered.

"I'll go to the study at night," Zhang Jian said softly, "Be patient for a while!"

Lina opened her mouth to speak, but Zhang Jian had already started packing her luggage.

She didn't speak, and dragged the suitcase into the bedroom.

Zhang Jian came to the study and looked at the surrounding layout, feeling strange and familiar.

The house is unfamiliar, but the books and photos here are all traces of the past.

He didn't expect his father to rebuild the house again. No one told him about it.

My father is a lame farmer, and it is difficult to find a job when he goes out.

He could imagine how difficult it was for his father these years.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why he chose to escape.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why he accepted Aunt Ding.

(End of this chapter)