Siheyuan: I am Jia Dongxu's cousin

Zhang Weiguo was immersed in the joy of being received by the leader during the day. When he was drinking wine alone in the room, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"Is Weiguo at home?"

"I'm here." Zhang Weiguo saw that it was an old man and asked, "Uncle, what do you want to talk to me about so late at night?"

"Weiguo, it's nothing. Didn't your aunt bring some eggs from home when she went back to her parents' home today? I'm just giving you some to try."

Zhang Weiguo looked puzzled, thinking that the old man had changed his personality and actually gave him eggs.

In fact, the uncle did not change his personality, but today he saw the chief talking to Zhang Weiguo from a distance and patted him on the shoulder. At that time, Yi Zhonghai was almost shocked to death, and at the same time he envied why this person was not himself. In this way, he would be the well-deserved uncle in the hospital in the future. Would retirement still be a problem?

"Uncle, is there something I need? Just tell me directly, otherwise I won't be able to take the eggs." Zhang Weiguo said bluntly.

"Didn't I see the chief today?" Yi Zhonghai blushed a little, and then said, "I'll give you some eggs as a gift."

Zhang Weiguo understood. It turned out that this hypocrite saw that the leader had received him today, so he came to curry favor with him.

"No need. I appreciate your kindness. You can take the eggs back." Zhang Weiguo didn't want to accept Yi Zhonghai's eggs.

"It's okay, it's okay. You have brought honor to our hospital. Consider this egg as my congratulations to you for being received by the chief."

Yi Zhonghai thought at this time, "Yes, Zhang Weiguo is from my hospital. He was received by the chief, so the chief of my hospital can be considered a good leader."

Yi Zhonghai did not give Zhang Weiguo any chance to refuse. He simply placed the eggs in Zhang Weiguo's room and left.

Zhang Weiguo was also somewhat helpless. This man was really realistic.

In the third uncle's room, the third uncle said to the third aunt: "Guess what I saw just now?"

"What? You can't be seeing a ghost."

"What ghost or not? I just saw an old man giving eggs to Zhang Weiguo, and he forced him to give them to Zhang Weiguo."

"Ah, Lao Yi sent eggs to Zhang Weiguo. Could it be that he wanted to do something for Zhang Weiguo?" An old lady was a little confused.

"I don't think so. The third uncle shook his head and thought for a moment before saying, "It's more like currying favor. Old Yi is currying favor with Zhang Weiguo, but why is that?"

The third uncle was still struggling when he was interrupted by the third aunt, "Don't think too much, it has nothing to do with us."

"Of course it doesn't matter. Maybe Zhang Weiguo will give us a few eggs if he can't finish them. Didn't you see that he gave a piece of chocolate each to Jie Kuang and Jie Di of ours today?" said the third uncle calculatingly.

"Well, you are still calculating."

"Of course, I'll tell you. These days, if you can't afford to eat or drink well, you'll end up poor if you don't plan well."

Although the third uncle had a nice idea, Zhang Weiguo slept better tonight.

After a good night's dream, Zhang Weiguo woke up refreshed. He planned to visit his teacher's home today.

Zhang Weiguo first put on a proper Mao suit and combed his hair back. Well, he is as handsome as the author.

Riding on his beloved 28-inch bicycle, which consumes enough fuel to travel 100 kilometers, Zhang Weiguo hummed a little tune and rushed to his teacher's house with gifts.

Zhang Weiguo came to a neighborhood where soldiers were standing guard and said to the soldier, "Hello, brother. I'm looking for Mr. Yang."

The soldier on duty didn't care who Zhang Weiguo was and asked directly, "Which unit are you from? What do you want from Mr. Yang?"

Zhang Weiguo took out his work ID and showed it to the soldier on duty, then said, "I am Master Yang's disciple. I am here to visit you today."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll call Yang's family." The soldier on duty said this and went to make a phone call.

"Hello, Mr. Yang. Yes, your name is Zhang Weiguo. Yeah, I understand." The soldier on duty said to Zhang Weiguo after finishing the call, "You can go in."

"Thank you, big brother." Zhang Weiguo said and gave him a cigarette.

The soldier on duty refused, saying, "No, comrade, we have discipline."

"See, I have forgotten your discipline." Zhang Weiguo scratched his head embarrassedly.

"It's all right, comrade."

Zhang Weiguo walked along a cement road to a tube-shaped building.

No. 301, Ding——

A beautiful woman about 50 years old with a bookish scent opened the door.

Zhang Weiguo immediately called out, "Master's wife."

"It's Weiguo. Long time no see. You've grown into a big man now. Come in." Master's wife Xu Lu opened the door to let Zhang Weiguo in.

"Old Yang, look, your beloved disciple is here."

Old Yang pretended to be angry and said to Zhang Weiguo: "How dare I let him come to see me? He has been back to China for almost two months and he didn't even come to see me."

Zhang Weiguo quickly apologized with a smile: "Teacher, you are wronging me. Didn't I prepare a gift for you? Now that the gift is ready, I hurried to see you."

The master's wife smiled and said, "You two."

"Okay, come over here and sit down."

"okay."

"Master, are you satisfied with the gift I prepared for you this time?" Zhang Weiguo's master, Old Yang, had the greatest wish in his life to see the country rise and his disciples become successful. So the technology developed by Zhang Weiguo just met Old Yang's expectations.

"We still have to keep working hard." Although Mr. Yang said this, the smile on his face still betrayed him.

"I understand, Master. I will definitely keep working hard." At this moment, Zhang Weiguo was like a primary school student listening to his teacher's teachings.

Just as Zhang Weiguo was talking with his master about the situation in America and Russia, the voice of his master's wife was heard.

"Okay, you two stop chatting and eat first."

"Let's go Weiguo, let's go eat first." After saying Weiguo, Yang Lao said to his wife, "Old lady, take out my treasured wine. I want to have a drink with Weiguo today."

"understood."

"Weiguo, come and try the fish cooked by Master's wife." Master's wife put a piece of fish into Zhang Weiguo's bowl.

Zhang Weiguo took a bite and praised: "Master's wife's cooking is still the best. What I missed most when I was abroad was the food she cooked."

When the master's wife heard Zhang Weiguo's praise, she was so happy that she picked up a few more pieces for Zhang Weiguo.

"Weiguo, your research results this time are very good. They have helped our country a lot. Let me tell you, our country's external situation is very severe, and your results have alleviated our country's difficulties to a certain extent. Keep working hard and strive to make more results that are beneficial to the country."

"Master, I understand. I will definitely continue to work hard."

Elder Yang praised: "Yes, that's the way it should be. Young people should not only be hardworking, but also guard against arrogance and impatience."

"I will definitely remember Master's instructions. Come, Master, I'll fill it up for you."

When Old Yang saw that he only had half a bottle of wine left, he laughed and scolded, "You bastard, you secretly drank so much while I was talking."

"Hey, this is the wine that the teacher has collected. It tastes really good."

"Okay, there's plenty of wine for today."

The master's wife heard what the two said and said, "You two should drink less."

After dinner, Zhang Weiguo and his master continued chatting on the sofa in the living room.

They talked about the academic issue, Zhang Weiguo's personal life, domestic development and international situation. Although Zhang Weiguo had memories of his past life, he still admired his teacher's erudition.

During this time, Zhang Weiguo also told Mr. Yang about the Jia family, hoping that the teacher would help transfer Qin Huairu to the Women's Federation. Mr. Yang did not refuse but gave him a phone number and asked him to find the owner of the phone number. He did not need to personally ask about this little thing.

Finally, after Zhang Weiguo left, Mr. Yang was still praising Zhang Weiguo to his wife.

"Okay, okay, I know Weiguo is your favorite student."