with your mother..."
Mother Zhang interrupted him, "Old Zhang, what are you talking about? If you don't know how to speak, don't say it. If you don't see your son, you're already in a bad mood?!"
Huang Dan was stunned, is he in a bad mood? Where did it come from
Father Zhang slapped the ash from his trousers to the ground, "I'm in my late 30s, and I'm starting a family and starting a business. Which of these two things can he do well?"
He stared at him with a fierce expression on his face, "I ran away with the girl after graduation. I stayed there for a few years. How long after I came back, I started crying. Then why are you coming back? Just don't come back!"
Zhang Yao said, "Dad, why do you say that, brother?"
Zhang's father also scolded her together, "And you too, people say they want to be a single person before they graduate, and they don't have to learn all the messy things in school, and they don't worry about one or two. "
Zhang Yao was knocked down by a move, she pursed her mouth and stopped talking.
When Father Zhang lost his temper, his eyes were about to pop out. Even Mother Zhang was afraid, but she was afraid of being afraid, so she would not give up.
"You know smoking all day long. Didn't you say that you and the company's bosses are brothers? Why don't you sort out your receipts when you have time, and go to the company to ask for money!"
The words "Receipt" floated into his ears, and Huang Dan suddenly raised his eyes.
At that moment, he noticed that there were multiple emotions on Father Zhang's thin and black face, which seemed to be anger, anxiety, and irritability.
The next moment, Father Zhang slapped the table with bào foul language with a terrifying expression, "Cāobi, do you still have it?"
Mother Zhang turned and entered the house, the door slammed.
Huang Dan pinched his fingers. The way the couple got along really quarreled. Okay, quarrel, okay, just these two things over and over again. Divorce and separation are impossible.
He is more interested in receipts and accounts. The original owner's father would have that reaction. Another thing that was stolen might have something to do with those two things.
Father Zhang went out to smoke, leaving Zhang Yao and Huang Dan in the house.
Zhang Yao was very worried, "Brother, the older Dad gets, the more temperament he gets. It's really scary when he stares at me."
Huang Dan said, "Dad is under a lot of pressure."
When Zhang Yao saw a mosquito flying on her arm, she waited for the mosquito to bite and slapped it vigorously, "I told my parents during Chinese New Year to let them go back to the countryside to farm some chickens and ducks. Much better than here."
Huang Dan said, "Didn't you say you still have nearly two million to come back?"
Zhang Yao felt depressed when she heard this, "I should have persuaded Dad at the beginning, but now I can't get the money, and I still owe a debt outside."
"If I knew it would be like this, Dad might as well continue to work under the hands of the third uncle. Although the money is small, there is no need to take any risks. He does it alone, and he invested so much money in the early stage of contracting labor and materials. What are you planting now? There are no ruts, and there is no other money for good projects.”
Huang Dan asked, "Another project? What is that?"
Zhang Yao said, "I heard my mother mention it once on the phone before, saying that it was given by the government. I don't know the specifics."
Huang Dan put away the message, "Xiaoyao, do you know where Dad's receipt is? I'll tidy it up for him, by the way, to see if there is anything missing."
"A thief came a few days ago. If you accidentally lose a receipt, you will be in trouble."
Zhang Yao was very worried when she heard it, "Dad has a small black bag, remember it, and put it in the car."
Huang Dan said, "No."
He had already taken the opportunity to check in the car and made sure that the bag Zhang Yao mentioned was not there.
Zhang Yao wondered, "No? It might have been taken down by Dad and put in the house. I'll find it for you tomorrow."
Huang Dan said, "Don't let Dad know."
Zhang Yao said she knew, "If Dad knew, he would definitely lose his temper again. He is so addicted to smoking now that he doesn't know what his lungs are like. He doesn't listen to what we say."
Huang Dan chatted with Zhang Yao for a while, "I'll go out for a walk."
Zhang Yao shouted behind him, "Brother, don't go too far, Mom will ask later."
Huang Dan said he knew.
On a summer night, the sky is covered with stars, and the moonlight is bright.
Huang Dan walked along the road on the left. When the bean paste was still alive, the original owner would take it out for a walk in the morning, noon and night, and run on this road.
The chaotic footsteps were sent to Huang Dan's ears by the hot wind. He didn't stop, and gradually saw the person coming.
There is a mahjong room in front. Several workers have just returned from there. Some of them have won money, and they are happy to put them in their pockets.