Chapter 1699 Parents

After working all afternoon, Yang Ma and her friends cooked a large table of dishes. Together with Grandpa Xuan and Yang Dongxu's father-in-law, the whole family filled the large round table in the restaurant.

"Come on, let's wish Grandpa good health first. Let's raise a glass." As soon as the wine was poured out, Uncle Shengli couldn't control his greed and immediately picked up the wine glass.

The special wines that Yang Dongxu brought back were all good wines brewed with pure grains and aged. The wines sold on the market now are all blended with alcohol. They seem to taste good, but if you leave them for a while, they will not become aged wine.

Because this kind of alcohol-blended wine needs to be drunk in time. Once it is left, not only will the taste deteriorate, but it may even expire.

Pure grain brewed wine is different. As long as such wine is sealed, it will become more fragrant as time goes by. It tastes good when you drink it, not to mention how beautiful it is.

"Slow down, it's like you've never drunk before." Seeing that his uncle picked up the wine glass and others took a sip, he drank it in one gulp and hurried to pour the second glass. His aunt pulled him in annoyance.

These are all family members, so they can say whatever they want without caring about face. Otherwise, if they were eating out, although they didn't like the appearance of their husbands as drunkards, they should still save face.

Why did Yang Dongxu's grandparents and Yang's father, the eldest brother and sister-in-law, not say anything but strongly support him when the uncle Shengli was too messy?

One reason is that his uncle Shengli needs someone to control him, and the other reason is that his aunt is a person of measure. She knows when to slap someone in the face and when to save face.

For example, now, when the whole family sits together, they must say whatever they want, otherwise they will hide it and pretend, and the family will become estranged.

"Yes, uncle, drink slowly. This wine is aged. Although it is brewed from pure grains, you can sleep if you drink too much and you won't have a headache the next day. But because it is brewed from pure grains and aged, this wine has a strong aftereffect and is easy to get drunk.

You drink so hard. If you get drunk later, you can go back to the room and sleep. You can't drink more than a few cups." Zhou Ya also said with a smile.

While talking, he was picking up dishes with Grandpa Xuan, Grandpa and Grandma.

"Then drink slowly, slowly." The uncle smiled a little embarrassedly, but the action of pouring wine in his hand did not stop.

Seeing that the aunt just rolled her eyes, she almost raised her hand to hit him with chopsticks.

"Jiejie, you will be the commander of the wine. Pour wine for Grandpa and your eldest father later." Yang Dongxu reached out and took the bottle of wine that the uncle had just poured and put it in front of Jiejie.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, let's drink together later, I'll pour it for you together, Dad, don't drink secretly." Jiejie covered the bottle and put it on his other side to prevent his father from stealing it.

"How dare you talk like that, you little rascal?" Uncle Shengli glared at his son in anger.

"Okay, it's not like I won't let you drink, just don't drink so much. Just like Zhou Ya said, if you drink too much, be careful that you will fall asleep when you are drunk.

There is enough wine today, you can drink. When you leave, let Xuzi bring you two boxes." Father Yang couldn't help but say, "Come on, come on, eat with your chopsticks, don't be idle."

"Yes, yes, drink slowly, drink slowly." Uncle Shengli nodded continuously, but still took a sip of wine first, and then picked up the dishes with chopsticks. The wine was so fragrant that he couldn't help it.

Aunt glared at him in anger, but still stretched out her chopsticks to help him pick up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in the bowl. Greasy and sweet food can sober up and protect the stomach a little.

Some dishes that are easy to chew are placed on the side of the elderly, and the remaining bones and dishes that are not easy to chew are placed on the side of the young people.

Jiejie and Wenchen were each holding a pig's trotter and chewing it, Yang Dongxu couldn't help but pick one for himself. This thing was stewed for an entire afternoon and was soft, chewy and delicious.

The old people didn't have a good appetite, so they ate a little and left the table, went to the living room where the heating was turned on to make tea to help relieve the greasiness, and talked about the hard times of their age.

The conversation was very speculative. After all, even Mr. Xuan had experienced great hardships, so he had a lot of resonance with the hardships of state-owned enterprises.

The young people with good appetites at the table continued to eat and eat, while Yang's father and uncle were playing finger-guessing games, and Yang Dongxu occasionally participated to help out.

Jiejie also played finger-guessing games with little Wenchen, but the two didn't drink, but bet on the last pig's trotter in the casserole. However, it was not whoever won the trotter would get it, but whoever lost would eat all the trotters.

The last thing lacking at the end of the year was delicious food. The two children's mouths never stopped from morning to night, so the loser would definitely be full if he chewed a pig's trotter, but it was more interesting this way.

Seeing her son actually lose to Wen Chen, he ate a pig's trotter with a nonchalant look, then took little Wen Chen to wash his hands, and ran out after saying hello.

This was obviously the time that had been agreed with his friends, and the little aunt's face was more than a little sad.

"Look, look at how old he is, he only knows how to play, he doesn't care about grades at all, he got less than 400 points in the final exam, and he is not anxious at all, he only knows how to play every day and doesn't read books at all."

"Jiejie is quite smart, maybe he is obsessed with reading, but he is smart in other aspects, so he will definitely not worry about food and clothing in the future, and you are always stuck and insisting on him to study." Yang's mother said.

This was only said when she was sure that the little aunt had basically given up her son's obsession with studying, otherwise it would be like a few years ago. When she talked about this, the little aunt always felt that the Yang family looked down on her and that her son Jiejie would have no future.

"What can he do if he doesn't study? He will only be 18 after graduating from high school after the Chinese New Year. What can he do at the age of 18? He can't go out to work, right?" The worry on the young aunt's face did not diminish at all.

Then she kicked her husband. This man was really careless. He never asked his son how his studies were from beginning to end.

Many times he sang against her and secretly took Jiejie, who was locked up at home to study, out to catch fish and shrimps, which made her so angry that she chased them with a stick.

"Why not send him to the army? There is no point in going to a junior college or a technical school. Jiejie graduated from high school after all, so he can be sent directly to the army to serve as a soldier for two years.

Although the diploma will be blocked when promoting officers, the diploma block is not so strict for basic promotion. It is not bad to raise the basic military rank by serving as a soldier for a few years, and then it will be good to work in a government unit directly after demobilization." Yang Dongxu said.

Yang Dongxu's words made the young aunt's eyes light up, but then she frowned again, "Joining the army is a good place, but can he sit in an office with his personality?

After demobilization, most of them will join the public security system, right? With his personality, he definitely doesn't want to sit in an office and likes to rush to the front line."

Although it's a bit narrow-minded to say this, it's normal for parents to worry about their sons who rush to the front line, and even persuade him to change his career to do something else.

"Then why don't you let him join Sanwan Travel Agency first? I know the manager of Sanwan Travel Agency. I'll arrange for him to join after Jiejie graduates in the summer vacation.

Jiejie's personality and mouth are very suitable for sales or tour guides. We don't ask him to make much money at the travel agency.

The main thing is to let him exercise, get in touch with more people and understand some human relationships. After two years, when he is over 20 and his personality is stable, we have shops in both the county and the city. Let's find some business for him, or open a shopping mall." Zhou Ya also said.

"This is good." The young aunt nodded continuously.

The office of Sanwan Travel Agency in this area is located in Wuli Town. It only takes half an hour to go back and forth by riding a small electric donkey.

Compared to not being able to see my son once a year in the army, it is definitely more reassuring to work under my own eyes.

Just like Zhou Ya said, I don’t ask how much money Jiejie can make in the travel agency. The main thing is to exercise and accumulate some social experience.

In this way, when he is 20 years old, I will find a matchmaker to find a daughter-in-law. No matter what business my son and daughter-in-law want to do, they have shops in their own county and city, and the rent will not starve two people.

"What travel agency? In my opinion, just send him to Xiaowu’s truck company. Let the boy get a truck driver’s license when he graduates next year.

Then go directly to Xiaowu’s truck company to work, and the salary is not a big deal. The main thing is to be a truck driver to train people, and to temper the boy’s overly outstanding temper."

"Driving a truck is so dangerous." The aunt was immediately unwilling.

This is the difference between being a father and a mother. Although my uncle is a little unreliable as a father, he is absolutely good at training his son. He directly throws him to a difficult place like a truck driver.

As a former truck driver, my uncle Shengli knows too much about the fatigue of truck drivers. If his son can endure a year or two, his temper will definitely be stable.

And driving a truck to travel all over the country, the experience is no less than that of a travel company employee, and truck drivers are all talents. If they can really train themselves, it will be very helpful for their son in the future.

My aunt's thoughts are different. Although she wants to train her son, she is still afraid that her son will suffer. Otherwise, joining the army is actually a good option.

"What's the danger? It's not like before when there are still robbers on the way. And if he is thrown into Xiaowu's company, he will definitely be arranged to go on familiar routes. He will know people along the way. What can go wrong?

Besides, you can not let him travel long distances at the beginning. He can just go to a few nearby cities and return on the same day, or go on the same day and return the next day. What can go wrong in one or two days?

Look at Xiaowu and his friends. Their education is not as good as our son. But now he is considered a top figure whether he is doing business in the villages or in the county. Why? It's all tempered.

It's definitely right to do as I say. At most two years, this kid's character will definitely be stable. Then pick a wife for him to get married, and arrange what he wants to do later - all done!"

I have to say that my uncle's idea is really good. Today's truck drivers are really tempering people, because now truck drivers, in addition to driving and transporting goods, sometimes have to help load and unload goods, and even have to argue with cargo owners and buyers from time to time.

If you can straighten out all these relationships and reduce conflicts, you are definitely a talent.

"What the hell, Jiejie would rather work as a truck driver than a farmer. He's tired and smelly every day, and he's also as dry as charcoal."

After my aunt married, my uncle was still driving a truck for a few years. My aunt had been driving a truck for a while, and she knew too well how hard it was, so she was determined not to let her son suffer so much.

"You're such a woman, you're so short-sighted, you..."

"What did you say, Yang Rufei?" Seeing that my uncle was obviously drunk and started to talk nonsense, my aunt stood up.

My uncle shut up immediately. The discipline he had received over the years was still very effective. Although he was a little drunk at this time, he instinctively shut up when he heard his wife's shout.