When Zhang Junping came back from drinking, his father, uncle and others had already arrived.

A dozen people came, and all the team leaders who were in charge of the furniture factory and the village were in charge of the village.

My aunt came too and helped my mother cook together.

"Have you been getting back from Huzi's wine?" A middle-aged man in his forties saw Zhang Junping enter the door and greeted him with a smile.

"You are not big or small! You call Hu Zi? Call me uncle or factory director!" Zhang Junping glared and scolded.

Zhang Junping is naturally a joke. Although this middle-aged man is old, he has to call him Uncle Sheng in terms of seniority. He is his nephew within the five sermons of his family, and is named Zhang Xiankai.

"Uh!" The middle-aged man was stunned by Zhang Junping's scolding, and then smiled and said, "You will be called the factory director in the future!"

"This is almost the same! Work hard, wait until my uncle retires and let you be the captain!

Give it, bring the wine and peanuts in, and I will go and make some wine!" Zhang Junping nodded with satisfaction.

"You're still drinking?"

"What are five kilograms of wine enough for you group of wine?

I finally came back to drink, so I have to let you have fun, right?" Zhang Junping smiled and turned around to go and get a drink.

These people each have a pound of alcohol, and five pounds of wine are enough for them to rinse their mouths.

"No need to drink wine! Your uncle dug out the old pot of Hongyuan that he had been hiding for more than ten years!" Zhang Xiankai hurriedly called Zhang Junping and said.

"Oh! What's wrong with my uncle today? The sun came out from the west? He was willing to dig out his treasure, but?" Zhang Junping exclaimed.

It’s not that Zhang Junping was surprised. My uncle has been drinking for many years. It is said that the wine was buried before the Cultural Revolution.

Three jars of wine were buried in total. Last time, Zhang Junping's father came back to start a furniture factory, and his uncle dug out a jar.

The remaining two jars were buried all the time, and no one could move. Even if my cousin got married, others said they would dig out a jar, but they didn't agree.

"You guy, you also said that others are neither big nor small, but I think you are not big nor small all day long and ruined my reputation everywhere!

I actually dared to complain to your aunt just now and told her not to cook for me!" My uncle walked out of the house with his eyes staring and criticized Zhang Junping's crimes.

"Uncle, you are wrongly accusing a good person. You come to my house to drink. I told my aunt not to cook for you. Is there anything wrong?

If I don’t say it, I won’t waste it if I do too much?

If I really want to sue you, do you believe it or not? I will ask my aunt to restrict you from smoking and drinking!" Zhang Junping was not willing to be outdone and threatened loudly.

The two of them are used to having sex, and they never quarrel when they meet, and everyone is used to it.

"Look, you can do it!"

"Aunt, does my uncle often retching in the morning, and then has a lot of phlegm and snore at night?" Zhang Junping turned around and shouted loudly at the kitchen.

"Yes! What's wrong?"

"Aunt, don't let my uncle smoke and drink anymore!

My uncle has a lung problem. If you smoke and drink, it will cause a big problem and it will kill you!" Zhang Junping said with a serious face.

"real?"

"If you don't believe me, ask my elder brother! My elder brother is a doctor!"

"Junzi, go and call your elder brother over!"

"Oh!" Dong Jianjun agreed, looked at his father sympathetically, turned around and called him elder brother.

No need to shout, he could already foresee that his father was going to be in trouble.

The eldest brother had originally opposed his father's smoking and drinking, but now his cousin called his father's body and had problems with smoking and drinking. Even if it was fake, the eldest brother would follow his cousin's words and say it was true.

Moreover, as a scout, Dong Jianjun did not know medicine, but he also knew that smoking and drinking were not good for his health.

Just like his father who has been smoking a cigarette for his whole life, he doesn't have to go to the hospital to check his lungs, and it will definitely be bad.

"You little bastard, you cheat me!" Dong Yaozong naturally understood what Dong Jianjun could figure out. He was so angry that he would take off his shoes and beat Zhang Junping.

"Aunt, look at my uncle, he wants to hit someone!"

"Dong Yaozong, what do you want to do? Hu Zi reminded me, isn't it for your own good?

I think you are so confused that you can't tell me what you want?" My aunt said with her waist stuck and glared.

"What's wrong? Hu Zi, are you having sex with your uncle again?" Zhang Yingjie heard the voice and walked out of the house.

When Zhang Yingjie came out, he was still holding a cigarette in his mouth. It was a big chicken cigarette with a transitional mouth bought for him by Zhang Junping.

Before I could figure out what happened, the cigarette in my mouth was snatched away, "Suck, suck! I know how to suck all day long!

I will tell you the third brother-in-law, you and your brother-in-law, let me see you two smoke and see how I deal with you!"

"Sister, what's wrong?" Zhang Yingjie was confused and didn't understand what had happened. How did he offend his sister.

"What's wrong? Your brother-in-law has a physical problem with smoking!

Are you like your brother-in-law?

I tell you, you two will quit the cigarette in the future!

Drink less wine!" My aunt scolded loudly with her waist stuck.

Zhang Yingjie was scolded so much that his head was covered, and his elder sister was like a mother. She grew up with her sister since she was a child. Zhang Yingjie didn't dare to retaliate and could only lower her head and listen.

Zhang Junping scratched his head next to him. He originally planned to cheat his uncle, but he buried his father in the pit.

"Aunt, actually, you can't quit at once if you've smoked a cigarette like my uncle who has been smoking for decades!

Otherwise, your body will be more prone to problems!

You can take it slowly and just limit the number of times he smokes every day!" Zhang Junping whispered his ideas next to him.

"You are not a good person either. Don't think I don't know what you are going to do! You are both old and young all day long and are having fun with your uncle!" Zhang Junping was fine if he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, he turned his aunt's attention to him. The aunt grabbed Zhang Junping's ear and scolded him.

"Hey, hey! It hurts, my ears are about to fall off!" Zhang Junping shouted in pain.

In fact, my aunt didn't try hard at all, just gently grabbed her ear.

"Hurry into the house and greet the guests!" The aunt let go of her hand and slapped Zhang Junping on the butt.

"Hey!" Zhang Junping hurried into the house.

I had some miscalculation today. I wanted to cheat my uncle, but I cheated my father and even slapped myself.

Seeing Zhang Junping running in, the people in the room burst into laughter.

They saw the farce in the yard just now, and they all hid in the house to watch the fun.

"What are you laughing at? What's funny?

Believe it or not, I will go to your house tomorrow to popularize the harm of smoking and drinking?" Zhang Junping threatened with glaring.

"Cough, cough! Hu Zi, let's talk about something serious!" Zhang Yingwen coughed and changed the topic.

Even if Zhang Junping popularizes the harm of smoking and drinking, it is no big deal. They are not afraid of their wives like Dong Yaozong.

But it is also annoying that the old woman at home is nagging.

"What's up?"

"We discussed the conditions for recruiting apprentices you mentioned today, and they all felt a bit harsh!"

"Uncle, I can't do anything, it's okay if I'm not harsh!

First, now we have one million orders, I am confident that there will be more orders in the future!

If our furniture factory wants to become stronger and bigger, we must cultivate qualified carpenters!”

"The carpenters in our factory are not qualified?"

"qualified?

You go and ask my dad, can these in the factory be called carpenters now? At most, they are just carpenters!

The difference between carpenters and carpenters is just a word, but there is a huge difference!

Let me put it this way, my dad never hides his own personal information, but how many people in the factory can draw pictures independently?

Luban’s seventy-two tenons are ever-changing. How many people know how to change it?”

"This has nothing to do with whether you graduate from junior high school, right?"

“Why doesn’t it matter?

At that time, several people learned carpenters with my dad, and there were more than a dozen of his fellow brothers, but in the end, how many of them could become carpenter masters?

In addition to my dad’s love of studying, my dad’s educational level is higher than theirs!

Culture determines people's vision to a certain extent!

Do you expect someone who can't even recognize words to calculate how to download the materials?

Maybe you can learn by rote memory and hard work, and you can become a master!

But the probability is too low! Most of them can only become carpenters, not carpenters!

We don’t have so much time to try our luck, so we can only find someone with higher cultural level, so the chance of cultivating them is higher!
To be continued...