Back To 2005

  Chapter 14 The Dad in My Impression

  The chattering little girl was sent to the cake shop all the way, Zhou An'an pulled up the curtain that was parted last night, walked into the barbecue stall and looked at the still lively crayfish, then returned to Wang Rong's house with breakfast in peace.

   When Zhou Anan entered the door, Wang Rong still didn't get up, he just yelled outside the bedroom door, and went out.

   As for bringing breakfast, it's impossible, and I'm not a girl.

  First of all, Zhou Anan took the car back home.

  After taking a bath, Zhou Anan obediently sat on the old wooden sofa in the living room, watching his mother knitting woolen shoes with both hands busy.

  Because I have to take care of the storage and expenses of the family quarry, although the time is short, my mother hardly has any independent life. The few hobbies may be watching TV dramas and knitting wool shoes according to the shapes in woolen books.

   "Mom, I'm going to set up a barbecue stand with my classmates in the few days of summer vacation, to experience life and earn some living expenses by the way."

  For the open-minded mother, Zhou Anan, who had been brewing for a while, expressed his thoughts directly.

   It is easy to convince my mother, but the problem is that the father with outdated ideas is the one who decides the family.

   "Grill stand? Where is it? What are you going to do?"

  Wang Jingyu, who was knitting woolen shoes, raised her head and asked doubtfully.

  In her impression, her son has never done any work since he was a child, what can he do at a barbecue stand.

   "My classmates and I partnered to open a barbecue stall on Nanyuan Road. There are still several classmates here, so I will take charge of it."

  Seven points of falsehood and three points of truth, Zhou Anan repeated it without blushing.

   As for his parents, Zhou Anan knew that he couldn't hide it. After all, he got his starting equipment from his uncle when he was young. But talking about a barbecue stand run by yourself is almost the same as finding faults.

  As for why I didn’t say it in advance but did it directly, it was all to guard against my father’s strong style.

   "Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

   "Do you want Dad to pick you up at night?"

   "No, no, no, one of my classmates lives next door, and I will live in his house first. Mom, I have grown up, it's time to do something independently."

   "Oh, then I'll ask your dad to come back and discuss it."

  “.”

   Zhou Anan, who originally wanted to create an established fact with his mother, watched her mother pick up the landline and dial, and could only helplessly wait for her father to come back and pronounce the sentence.

  Come on, all that was said just now.

  The quarry run by the family is right next to the village. Zhou Youliang, who received a call from his wife, hurried home on a motorcycle. The son’s affairs are never trivial.

   "Well, be safe. If you want to go home, give me a call."

  After listening to his son's narration, Zhou Youliang pondered for a moment, and agreed with his son's idea of ​​doing things independently.

   I'm about to go to college, and my son should grow up too, so it's better to get in touch with the society earlier.

  When he was as old as his son, he went to other provinces to do business and make money.

  The son has a culture, and the ability to do things is also indispensable, otherwise he will suffer in the future. It's not bad to suffer a little loss now and feel the hard work of society.

   Thinking about the troubles encountered in the quarry, Zhou Youliang could only sigh in his heart, because he had no previous experience.

   "Thank you, Mom and Dad."

   Unexpectedly, his father agreed so easily, Zhou Anan heaved a sigh of relief, and then felt a little strange, this is completely different from his father in his impression.

  In his memory, his father had always been a dictator at home, and he was in awe even in his thirties when he started a fire.

   This is also the reason why he had a showdown with his parents after establishing the established facts first.

In his previous life, his father, who was often stimulated by his little aunt, forced him to take the civil servant and public institution exams for several years. After making a profit, they let them acquiesce to the fact.

  Afterwards, the remedial class became bigger and stronger, and his father, who was not supportive at first, turned his head to give him advice. Zhou Anan deeply understood this.

   Zhou An'an's experience with his father can basically write a history of father and son's intrigue spanning twelve years.

  The scene now is very beautiful.

   Soon, Wang Jingyu quickly packed a pile of clothes for her son, and by the way, asked her husband to take her and her son to a classmate's house in the city.

  It was the first time her son became independent, and she was always full of worries, so she didn't go to the field to see how she could feel relieved.

  In 2005, there was no heavy traffic on the road, and there were few traffic lights, so the road was smooth.

   In just ten minutes, Zhou Anan's family of three arrived at Nanyuan Road.

   "So old."

   Walking into the old aisle, Wang Jingyu couldn't help frowning.

   After entering the room, I felt even more uncomfortable.

   "Oh, hello uncle and aunt."

   After breakfast, Wang Rong saw his friend's parents, got up to say hello, and looked at Zhou An'an suspiciously.

  When he was in school, he met Zhou Anan's parents several times, everyone knew him, but what the **** was that look in Zhou Anan's eyes.

   Unexpectedly, Wang Rong had already woken up, and Zhou Anan was not knowing how to round up his previous remarks, and his mother had already spoken.

   "Hello, An'an will live in your house from now on, sorry for the trouble."

   Seeing that the little boy was so polite, Wang Jingyu responded in a timely manner.

   As for asking if it is a barbecue stand co-organized with the other party, she has no doubts.

  For her son, she has 120,000 points of trust.

   "Mom and Dad, it's good for me to live here, and it's also close to the barbecue stand. Put the clothes here first, and I'll take you there to have a look."

   Fearing that Wang Rong would reveal his secrets, Zhou Anan quickly changed the subject and was about to take his parents to the barbecue stand.

   "An'an, I'll go too."

   In front of the boss, Wang Rong naturally had to be more diligent, otherwise he would be sorry for the high salary of two thousand yuan.

   "No, you'd better wash it first, it's too embarrassing to go out, I'll take my parents to see it."

   Feeling the urge to beat someone up, Zhou Anan, who pushed Wang Rong into the bathroom, hurriedly took his parents out, fearing that the pig teammate would say something stupid again.

   It’s not that he doesn’t want to confess to his parents, but running a barbecue stall by himself and co-operating with his classmates are completely different things. Dad's traditional thinking can kill his idea of ​​starting a business in minutes. This is the experience he has gained from fighting with his dad for many years in his previous life.

  In Dad’s impression, only civil servants and staff in public institutions are his favorite professions, otherwise his previous life would not force him to take the exam for five or six years. Even in the first few years after he opened the counseling institution in his previous life, his father tried his best to persuade him to take the exam, and that sourness was really memorable.

   "Well, be careful yourself, if you have something to call home, you know?"

   After seeing the location of the barbecue stall, Wang Jingyu, who had no problems, asked again.

"OK."

   Zhou Anan wasn't impatient with his parents' nagging.

   After all, Zhou Anan, who has experienced many years of social life, knows that there are only a few people who really care about him, and the only ones who are dedicated to him are his parents.

   "Work hard and don't feel tired."

  Since he agreed with his son's decision, Zhou Youliang didn't show any hypocrisy. He patted his son on the shoulder to encourage him, and handed over 300 yuan by the way.

   "Dad, I can make money by myself now. Don't worry, I will definitely not disgrace our old Zhou family."

   Rejecting his father's kindness, Zhou An'an felt a little sour.

   "Hmph, I'll wait and see."

  Seeing that his son insisted, Zhou Youliang took back the money. Anyway, he is so close, so he can come and have a look at any time.

   "Dad, drive slowly."

   "Know, know."

  Watching the back of the motorcycle going away, Zhou Anan felt sour in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a warm current in his eyes.

  (end of this chapter)