The next morning, the plane was alone and alone. It is logical that the current level could be used to send a private car, but Zhang Yifu didn't know which office to ask for a car, and he knew that it would be very difficult for anyone to find. After thinking about it, he simply called Xiang Xiaofei and asked her to send a car over, and he also accompanied her. The arrangement of subsequent work could only be done in the car.

I am afraid I can't even spend the Spring Festival in Jijing, so I'll leave the last time for my parents.

The family members did not receive any news. When Ning Lan returned home at around 5 o'clock, she saw Zhang Yifu sleeping soundly on the sofa. She was surprised. This guy hadn't been home in a while, let alone in advance.

She put down the vegetables she had just bought, went into the house and took a blanket, and came over to cover Zhang Yifu.

Her eyes couldn't help but stayed for a few more seconds.

Two or three wrinkles, four or five strands of white hair.

She realized that her son was already very tired and had a tired face, and she looked a little like... Zhang Guodong at that time.

When he first got married, Zhang Guodong was the same year, working day and night, and occasionally going home. Isn’t that the way he looked, or like this?

Ning Lan, who had not had so many complicated emotions, suddenly felt sad and watched a man grow old slowly, not as romantic as he sang in the song.

He didn't want Zhang Yifu to live like his father.

There should always be something else in life besides career, such as enjoyment and love. Reaping these will make you full of happy memories, while career will often bring you heavier burdens.

She is not a woman who wants her to be successful. Looking at her tired son in front of her, she didn't know whether she should wake him up and chat. Of course, this is definitely useless, and her mother's complaints are always useless.

Ning Lan finally sighed, covered the blanket, carried the vegetable basket into the kitchen, and did something to help her son.

Not long after, Zhang Guodong also came home. His expression was much more excited than Ning Lan. Director Hao in the bureau had already informed him of the news. Of course, Hao Shu would not say it too carefully. He would only tell him that the transfer documents were brought down, and Zhang Yifu was promoted again and went to the Southern Yunnan Bureau to be his deputy. This was good news for Zhang Guodong.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Zhang Yifu tilting his head and sleeping soundly. He was a little disappointed, and then he took the things in his hand into the kitchen: "Come on, I bought a sea bass and stew it."

"It's just weekends. Is it still carrying a fish?" Ning Lan looked at the fish and asked, "How much did I buy it?"

"It's just a dozen or twenty yuan."

"I just knew! You will lose money when you buy it!" Ning Lan immediately cursed, "How much did you buy it? You can use a portable scale to lift the weight, and I will find a fish seller!"

Zhang Guodong laughed and said, "Oh, Yifu has been promoted. You will be the director's mother in the future. If you care about these things, don't you embarrass your son?"

"Director?" Ning Lan was shocked. "The festival is coming soon, and there is such an arrangement? From the North China Bureau?"

"It's not his turn to the North China Bureau." Zhang Guodong put the fish on the chopping board. He took out the knife and started scraping the scales. "Diannan Bureau, Deputy Director, do you know how many examples you have broken at this age?"

"??" Ning Lan was even more surprised. She was not interested in Zhang Guodong's question at all. She was only interested in that place. "You say it again, which bureau?"

"What a great place in southern Yunnan." Zhang Guodong continued to ravage the poor bass hard.

Bang!

The vegetables in Ning Lan's hand fell into the pool, looking confused.

"Hmm?" Zhang Guodong was very puzzled.

Ning Lan tried his best to ask: "Southern Yunnan is too far away? Will Yifu go to southern Yunnan in the future?"

"What are you afraid of? Men are determined to be in all directions. Southern Yunnan is a good place."

"What's good? Who will cook for him there?"

"Oh, I'm so grown-up, I haven't starved to death in college in the past few years, right?"

"And Lao Zhang, do you really don't understand?" Ning Lan asked blankly, "Is it a feces to go to that kind of place?"

"It's not so exaggerated. After so many years of reunification of the motherland, Kunming has developed very well."

"No...No...I have to ask Shaw." Ning Lan wiped her hands on her apron and ran back to the living room in a daze.

"You woman don't know anything. Don't make trouble and cook well." Zhang Guodong also started to curse regularly.

"I understand better than you." Ning Lan cursed again.

Although this kind of quarrel is common, the volume is enough to wake Zhang Yifu up. He suddenly got up, shook his head, looked at his watch, and then he felt relieved. He was afraid that it would be too delayed when he slept until the next day.

Ning Lan quickly poured a cup of hot water and sent it to her: "Yifu, come back so early today?"

Zhang Yifu took the water and nodded with a smile: "Well, I've been transferred. I'll leave early tomorrow morning. Anyway, no one else will be fine, so I'll go home."

"The procedures have been completed?" Ning Lan felt cold, "Is it still time to find a way to change the place?"

Zhang Yifu knew what was going on when he saw my mother's expression. He drank a sip of water and smiled and said, "Mom, do you think there is such a big cadre position for your son everywhere? Go out for exercise for a while and get a job. This is a good thing, don't worry."

"How long will it take?"

"It won't be too long anyway." Zhang Yifu put down the water cup and put his arms on my shoulders. "You have 100 hearts to put on your heart. It's too tiring to do work in Jijing. When I went to southern Yunnan, I relaxed a lot in my mind. Caring well is also a good thing for my body."

"Oh!!" Ning Lan finally heard a happy thing, "Yes, I feel relieved when I say that, I'm afraid you will work to death. I'll go there and have a good rest. Don't get involved in the work that someone does, and don't say anything that no one does, and do whatever you can, just be idle."

"Is there anyone who educates your children like this?" Zhang Guodong's scolding came again in the kitchen, "Isn't that the country's idle meal?"

"You have the ability, but you are just contributing to the country? So many people eat, so we are not allowed to eat at home?" Ning Lan immediately cursed back, and then looked at Zhang Yifu, "Mom didn't expect you to be like that. Anyway, when you can rest, rest more, don't do it like the ones that are close to you, and do it so late every day."

"Sure, certain."

"You are just used to it!" Zhang Guodong cursed again. He originally had the second half of the sentence "What are you used to?", but considering the current situation, he kept it back.

"Is there nothing to say? Is it a director who has been spoiled for you?" Ning Lan stood up with a laugh and returned to the kitchen to continue working.

"That's Shaw's own ability."

"Yes, you are capable, your surname is Zhang!"

“…”

The two continued to quarrel in the kitchen. Zhang Yifu is now a rare sentence. It is like the cicadas in summer. You are annoyed when you call, and you can't hear it for a long time and you really want to think about it.

When the food was served, Zhang Guodong also took out a good wine and drank a drink with his son to make him successful.

Most of the time, Zhang Yifu listens to his parents' warnings, but he doesn't stop nodding. He has to listen more and not listen. No one can nag them for so long.

After almost the meal, Ning Lan left the dining table first, cleaned up the house, sat on the sofa and knitted a sweater, and murmured: "This time it's so weird. No one came to congratulate you on such a big deal."

"It's better not to come to the door, it's all gifts." Zhang Guodong waved his hand with a red face, "You should also pay attention. If someone gives gifts, don't accept them."

"I'm so annoying, I'll say it for the rest of my life." Ning Lan cursed, "Look at those leaders, just like Director Zhou, have you ever been there when you don't accept gifts?"

"You woman know nothing! This is discipline!"

"Okay, discipline." Ning Lan was too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Guodong anymore and said to Zhang Yifu, "Hurry up and listen to him about discipline, I don't have time to argue with him."

Zhang Yifu was happy and thought about it. They would sooner or later know the inside story. If they knew, they would have to worry about it. It would be better to explain it clearly early. There are more important things to ask.

He glanced at the old lady who was concentrating on knitting sweaters. He took the opportunity to explain the inside story to Zhang Guodong. Of course, he did not talk too much, but only explained that he was against the intention of the Ministry and jointly submitted a document with the University Research Institute, which caused the transfer.

Zhang Guodong naturally didn't expect that the matter was so deep. After thinking about it, he felt deeply entangled. It was right to be loyal to the country, but it was also right to be loyal to his organization. Zhang Guodong had never experienced the conflict between the two.

Zhang Guodong thought for a long time, and finally raised his glass and said, "If you think it is right, just do it. I will just talk about you. You are better than me and have a clear idea."

"I feel comfortable with you." Zhang Yifu clinked glasses with his father again. He didn't ask or question, and this was the biggest understanding.

But this is just a small thing to talk about for Zhang Yifu.

"There is one more thing." Zhang Yifu put down his wine glass and pursed his lips. "Since you are sure I know what I did with Ba, can you talk about?"

"..." Zhang Guodong was stunned, his wine glass hanging in the air, "How many years have passed, what else can I talk about?"

"That ten years of charges can be overturned, and this matter is not old." Zhang Yifu said firmly, "Dad, I must figure out the inside story. This is very important to my future work and will affect my emotions and judgment."

"..." Zhang Guodong finally slowly put down his cup and looked at Ning Lan who was knitting a sweater. "She doesn't say anything anymore, do you still want to say something?"

"I have to chant, I have to figure it out." Zhang Yifu was still firm. "If you don't tell me, I will ask many uncles and aunts. In this way, they will be subjective and one-sided due to their current situation, their personal interests and grudges.

"..." Zhang Guodong was silent for a long time and asked again, "It's really important to you? There's nothing to say about that matter, it's all my responsibility."

“It’s very important.”
Chapter completed!