"Lao Wu, I''m back."

    "Where''s my son?"

    "In the house, wash your hands and get ready for dinner." Zhang Lan wiped her hands on her apron and asked, "there''s still a bottle of Maotai left. Take it out?"

    "Are you sure? Let''s have a good drink," Wu Zhongtai said in a loud voice.

    He is about 1.8 meters tall, strong and dark. He looks like an iron tower. Although he didn''t shout at the top of his voice, his voice was loud. It was just a little unhappy in the voice. The two thick black eyebrows were tightly locked together.

    "Dad, you''re back." Wu Mian came out of the room and said.

    "You boy, how can you still have this bad habit? What sunglasses you wear at home is not a good person at first sight! I don''t know who you go out to learn from, no three no four!" Wu Zhongtai scolded.

    "My eyes are bad, you don''t know. Besides, even if I''m not a good man, I''m born to you." Wu Mian fooled me without being distracted.

    I haven''t told my parents about my health for fear that they will worry. Chu Zhixi is the only one who really knows his situation.

    The three members of the family really haven''t been reunited for some days. The food on one table, Maotai, which has been hidden for ten years, is a long lost family happiness.

    Neither Wu Zhongtai nor Zhang Lan asked Wu Mian why he returned to his hometown. No matter how good he was or whether he was promising, he was his own child.

    They didn''t know that Wu Mian came back to hide. They just arranged a free job for him in the medical department. Not to mention the academic qualifications abroad, just the diploma of the domestic Xiehe doctor falls in bajingzi township. A deputy chief of the medical department without level can only go through the normal procedures.

    The future may not be asked, but there is a more important thing than the future - inheritance.

    The topic of urging marriage remains unchanged from ancient times. For Zhang Lan, who has retired, it is particularly important for Wu Zhongtai, who is on the second line.

    A family of three touched a cup and ate a dish, and Wu Zhongtai couldn''t wait to lead the topic to it.

    "Wu Mian, when are you and Xiao Xi going to get married?" Wu Zhongtai asked.

    Although he is 55 years old, Wu Zhongtai was a soldier when he was young. Up to now, he has a strong body and full of confidence in his speech.

    "Xiao Xi said she was a younger martial sister, but she was actually my apprentice. I taught her surgery, not a girlfriend." Wu Mian smacked the old lady''s craft, still a taste in her memory. He also wears black kid gloves and looks strange with chopsticks.

    Wu Mian has been looking at his old man with his eyes.

    The old man is the kind of person who rarely takes things at work home. He is busy outside, tired, wronged, beaten by the society, but he always smiles at home.

    But it''s strange today. I''ve been frowning. It seems that there''s something wrong.

    "Bastard!" Wu Zhongtai denounced, "you are a girl hanging on others. You shouldn''t eat dry and wipe clean and don''t admit it."

    "You see what you said, you don''t admit what you eat, dry and wipe clean. Do you say that about your son?" Wu Mian said blandly. "It''s just that she has good talent. I''ll give you some advice for a while."

    "It''s been many years, I''ll calculate." Zhang Lan said, "six or eight years. You met when you were in the imperial capital and took other girls abroad. You said you were taking apprentices? Really bullying your parents. Haven''t you seen the world? Why am I also an old head nurse? What old director hasn''t seen. Who took apprentices like you.

    Take apprentices. They all grow up freely. If they can see clearly and work hard, they will have an operation. If they can''t understand, that''s it. They''re not their own. "

    "Mom, how come you and my father say that I''m like a scum man. Did I send it when we installed the landline when I was a child?"

    "Slag man, this word is very vivid." Zhang Lan smiled.

    "What on earth do you think?" Wu Zhongtai asked with a frown.

    Wu Mian came back with some regret.

    Bajingzi is not the paradise he imagined. Although there are few people, there are few things. I just came home and saw the old man''s posture. If I can''t answer this question today, I''ll sweep myself out of the door.

    He was so distressed that even the mellow fragrance of Maotai could not save Wu Mian.

    But he''s not just a casual teenager out of school. Wu Mian raised his glass. Seeing that his old man was motionless, he touched the glass with his hand down and drank the wine happily.

    "Be serious."

    "Dad, don''t talk about me first. Look at you." Wu Mian began to surround Wei and save Zhao. "Frowning, what''s wrong with going to the countryside to help the poor? Which lazy man would rather eat relief food than get rid of poverty and get rich?"

    Speaking of this, Wu Zhongtai''s face was more sad. He had originally stared at Wu Mian, and his expression was soon overcast. Then he sighed and shook his head slightly.

    "That''s college student village officials. They are not used to the life of natural villages and natural villages. They complain to you? They are clamoring to come back?"

    Wu Zhongtai sighed again, picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip of it.

    "Tell me, don''t be stuffy. At your age, nothing is prominent except the waist disc; nothing is high except blood pressure, blood sugar and blood lipid." Wu Mian said.

    "How can I talk to your father?" Zhang Lan gently scolded and then said, "don''t talk about work, eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

    "If you want to talk and don''t take your work home, you will be crushed if you carry it alone." how could Wu Mian give up such a god given opportunity, "Dad, you''re old and you''re going to be second-line. What''s wrong with you? Talk about it and take it as decompression. Your son, I''m also a psychologist. Let''s say that. I was an expert in the town at the world annual meeting of psychologists last year."

    "Don''t be bullshit, you are all mixed..." Wu Zhongtai said half a sentence, stopped immediately and said, "do you remember Uncle Wang?"

    "Remember, Wang Zhijian, a few college students at that time, is now 56. When I was a child, I held me and wanted to be my in laws with our family."

    "Well, he''s already holding his grandson."

    "That''s a joke. When did XIAOLINZI get married? Why didn''t he tell me? To get down to business, what happened to Uncle Wang?"

    "You know what Wang Shuping was like. I don''t know what kind of evil you committed today. When the team meeting was held, you patted the table and began to scold. It was ugly." Wu Zhongtai frowned more tightly and his face was very ugly, as if he thought of the words of his old partner at the team meeting.

    "Hmm?" Wu Mian put a mouthful of food in his mouth, but he didn''t take out his chopsticks. He put them in his mouth and began to ponder over his old man''s sentence.

    For ordinary people, it is normal for grass-roots leaders to beat the table and scold their mothers, especially in rural areas. If the work is not rough, it can''t be pushed at all. Being polite? That doesn''t exist.

    However, Wu Mian knew that Wang Zhijian was gentle and easy-going, but the elegance incompatible with bajingzi Township didn''t delay him in doing his business. It''s hard to imagine that Wang Zhijian would beat the table and curse people, and even scold his old man depressed.

    "Lao Wang? Can he swear?" Zhang Lan smiled.

    "I don''t know why. Today''s meeting was originally about targeted poverty alleviation. The work was almost done. I thought it would be over in ten minutes. The old boy scolded when he entered the door for an hour." Wu Zhongtai said.

    "No!" Wu Mian interrupted Wu Zhongtai.