Chapter 83 Explanation
Zhang Yong didn't sit in Song Yuanchao's house for too long. The two of them just smoked a few cigarettes and talked.
Song Yuanchao approved Zhang Yong's plan to go to the south and told him that Qin Zhengguo and Gu Jie were both in Yangcheng, and he could contact them directly after he arrived in Yangcheng.
In this way, Zhang Yong no longer needs to go to Yangcheng, a place where he is unfamiliar with, alone. Knowing someone there is better than anything else, at least it can save a lot of trouble.
After finishing the discussion, Zhang Yong put the note with Gu Jie's contact information and address that Song Yuanchao had given him into his pocket, and then he stood up to say goodbye. Song Yuanchao sent him downstairs, and the two shook hands and said goodbye very formally, because no one knew when they would meet again in the future after Song Yuanchao left. But no matter what, the two people who appreciated each other had a good impression of each other, and hoped to work together again in the future.
After seeing Zhang Yong off, I happened to run into Zhang Jianguo who had just returned at the entrance of the alley.
"Uncle, are you off work?"
"Just got off work and are you seeing guests off?" Zhang Jianguo asked casually when he saw Zhang Yong walking away.
Song Yuanchao nodded and said to Zhang Jianguo, "I just happened to have something to talk to you about. Can you come to my house and talk?"
"Okay, let me park the car and come over." Zhang Jianguo agreed with a smile and entered the alley with Song Yuanchao.
After a while, Zhang Jianguo came to Song Yuanchao's house. After entering the door, Song Yuanchao hurriedly asked him to sit down. Zhang Jianguo sat down, looked at the luggage that was almost ready in the room, and asked a few small questions. Song Yuanchao answered one by one. After smoking a cigarette, Song Yuanchao got up and walked to the desk, opened the drawer and took out a few prepared things from it.
"Uncle, I'm going to college and I'm going to depend on you to take care of my house. Here are the spare keys to my room and the three-story attic. Thank you for your help."
"What's the trouble? It was just like this when you were in the northwest. Besides, you are going to college now and can come back to live during the winter and summer vacations. It's not like that time when you were gone for eight years without even seeing your trace. Don't worry, I will take care of this little thing." Zhang Jianguo smiled straightforwardly and put away the two keys.
After Zhang Jianguo put away the key, Song Yuanchao put a wooden box on the table and pushed it over. Zhang Jianguo looked at the wooden box with some confusion, and opened the box at Song Yuanchao's signal.
"this……?"
There were several things in the wooden box, one of which was a toy Mauser pistol for boys. This Mauser pistol was made very realistically. The gun body was made of iron sheet, painted black, and equipped with a wooden handle. It looked no different from a real gun.
It feels heavy in the hand, and what's even more surprising is that this toy gun can be loaded with magazines and rubber bullets, and can directly fire bullets using a principle similar to that of an air gun.
It can be said that this toy gun is no different from the imitation guns of later generations. A bright red silk cloth is tied to the rear end of the gun handle. If a child holds the gun on his waist and walks out, he will be the most handsome boy on the beach in Shanghai.
"This is for Xiao Haozi. He has been asking for this for a long time. I originally wanted to give it to him on his birthday, but now I am leaving soon. I definitely can't give it to him in person on his birthday. I'm giving it to you now. I'll have to trouble you to give it to him on his birthday."
"This is too expensive. Why did you buy such an expensive thing for this kid?" Zhang Jianguo was a little surprised when he looked at the toy gun. Of course he knew this thing. His little brat had been mumbling about wanting it ever since he saw it on the toy counter when he took him to the children's store last time.
Although Zhang Jianguo's salary was not low, this toy gun was very expensive. Zhang Jianguo looked at the price and found it was more than 30 yuan, almost half of his salary. So Zhang Jianguo pretended not to know even though Zhang Hao kept nagging him about it every day and refused to buy it.
Who would have thought that Song Yuanchao remembered this and secretly bought it to give this brat a surprise on his birthday. Zhang Hao's birthday is in early September, two , but Song Yuanchao would have been in Imperial University by then, so today Song Yuanchao gave this thing to Zhang Jianguo in advance and asked him to give it to Zhang Hao when the time comes.
"Kids, especially boys, don't like guns. Haozi is my younger brother, and I, as his elder brother, have never given him a gift since he was a child. Just consider this as compensation for the past few years." Song Yuanchao said with a smile. Zhang Jianguo thought about it and sighed. Since he had already bought the thing, he couldn't return it, so he had no choice but to accept it.
That was not all. Song Yuanchao then took out several other items, including a doll with movable hands and feet, an exquisite lighter that ran on kerosene, and a women's Shanghai brand watch. These were gifts for Zhang Pingping, Zhang Jianguo, and Zhang's aunt.
Zhang Jianguo tried his best to refuse, saying that these things were no cheaper than the toy gun, especially the watch, which was the most expensive. It cost at least over a hundred yuan in the store, and a ticket was required. His wife had always wanted a watch, but she had not been willing to buy it because the price was too high.
"Uncle! Are we a family?" Song Yuanchao asked seriously. Zhang Jianguo opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
"Uncle, after all these years of care, I know very well how you and my mother have treated me. To be honest, my uncle is not as good as you, let alone my mother. Since we are a family, let's not talk about different things. This is a small token of my gratitude as a junior. And you also know that I made some money from business before, which is actually nothing to me."
Zhang Jianguo remained silent. What Song Yuanchao said was right. The relationship between his family and the Song family was more than relatives . Both himself and his old mother treated Song Yuanchao as their own child. This kind of feeling could not be measured by money at all.
Moreover, Zhang Jianguo did know that Song Yuanchao had secretly done some business after returning and made a lot of money. Although he had never asked Song Yuanchao how much he had earned, the number must be quite high, perhaps a thousand?
This was a considerable sum of money, and it was natural for Song Yuanchao to take out two or three hundred from it to buy them gifts as a token of his gratitude. However, Zhang Jianguo, who had never thought about asking for anything in return, was a little overwhelmed by the current situation.
"Accept it. I'm your nephew, and this is my gift to you as a filial piety." At Song Yuanchao's repeated urging, Zhang Jianguo's face turned slightly red, and he had no choice but to accept the gifts.
Finally, Song Yuanchao took out another envelope, which contained a jade bracelet he bought from a thrift store. Although this bracelet was not as good as the one Zhang Yong showed him, it was also good in water content, and it cost Song Yuanchao 170 yuan.
In addition, there were five hundred yuan in bills in the envelope. Seeing this, Zhang Jianguo looked at Song Yuanchao with an inquiring look, waiting for his explanation.
"These are all for Grandma. Grandma is old now, so she should work less in the future. She should not eat pickled vegetables and dried radishes all the time. These things are too salty and have no nutrition. It is not good for the elderly to eat them all the time. When I am not in Shanghai, please take care of her. Please buy some fish and meat for Grandma to add more nutrition. This is my filial piety as a young person. As for this bracelet, I broke one of Grandma's bracelets when I was a child. My father beat me up at that time. Now this is a compensation for my ignorance back then. When Grandma celebrates her birthday this year, please give it to her and tell her that I will always be her grandson..."
As he spoke, Song Yuanchao thought of the money wrapped in the blue cloth handkerchief again. His eyes couldn't help but turn red. He sniffed and tried hard not to let his tears fall.
Zhang Jianguo didn't say anything. He quietly put the things away, then put his hands on Song Yuanchao's shoulders and patted him twice: "Yuanchao, don't worry, uncle will make arrangements."
"Thank you, uncle."
"Ah, it's my uncle who is ashamed to say this." Zhang Jianguo said with emotion: "Logically, this is what I should do as a son, husband and father, but you helped me do it, Yuanchao, you have grown up, really grown up, uncle is happy, uncle is especially happy today, thank you Yuanchao, thank you!"
