Chapter 1104 Forgetfulness
If it was in the past, when Zhang Pingping's career was at its peak, she would definitely reject her parents' idea of letting her get married early. But now Zhang Pingping has begun to semi-retire behind the scenes. Except for some roles and films with really good scripts, she will consider them. In addition, her studio is developing very well, and the structure of her career has also changed.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Pingping also began to consider her own personal situation. She agreed with the suggestions of her parents, Song Yuanchao and Luo Yang, that is, if she wanted to find a partner, she would not look for one in the circle. As a person in the circle, she knew what the circle was like.
Nothing came of the introductions made by Zhang Jianguo and his wife and Song Yuanchao. Zhang Pingping did meet several people, but she was not attracted to any of them. Instead, she happened to meet a man at a party in Luo Yang one day. She didn't know how it happened, but they were attracted to each other.
Speaking of this man, his family background is pretty good. After all, Luo Yang's circle is not something that ordinary people can enter. Although Luo Yang is in the entertainment industry, his good reputation is well-known. The circle he often gathers in is rarely filled with people from the entertainment industry. It is usually the circle of cultural circles or children from wealthy families.
The man Zhang Pingping knew was a member of the family of the compound children. Although his family background was good, it was not as good as Luo Yang's. In addition, he was the youngest child in the family and did not benefit from his family's influence. After graduating from university, he applied for a job in a state-owned enterprise and his position was just an ordinary department manager.
But this man had a very good personality. Perhaps because of his background, he had a kind of free and easy nature that ordinary people did not have. In addition, he had a good education and family background, and he had a good character and was also humorous. He was also a fan of Zhang Pingping. The two had a lot in common and had a good chat when they first met. Later, they made several private appointments and unexpectedly got together.
Half a year before Song Yangming and Qin Wenhui got married, Zhang Pingping and her current husband became husband and wife smoothly, and now Zhang Pingping has a lovely baby.
Zhang Pingping's husband transferred his job to Shanghai before getting married, which saved them from the pain of living apart. After getting married, Zhang Jianguo talked to him and suggested that he quit his current job and work for the family company. If possible, the logistics company and the express delivery company would be handed over to Zhang Pingping and her husband. Zhang Pingping was not interested in the logistics company and the express delivery company, but her son-in-law worked in a state-owned enterprise and had some management experience. As the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son. Since the son did not like the family business, it was the same to hand over the business to the son-in-law.
Zhang Pingping and her husband discussed it and finally accepted Zhang Jianguo's suggestion. Zhang Pingping's husband then quit his previous job and went to work as vice president of Zhang's company. Now Zhang Jianguo has gradually handed over some important tasks of the company to his son-in-law, and he has also gradually started to disengage from the company. If nothing unexpected happens, in two years, Zhang Jianguo will decide to officially retire and enjoy his old age.
"Uncle, you still look as good as the last time I saw you!" I arrived at the door and rang the doorbell. Wasn't it Zhang Jianguo who opened the door?
Zhang Jianguo's hair has been dyed, so the white color is not visible at all. He has maintained a very good figure. Only the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the slightly loose skin on his neck show that he is no longer young.
"You're finally here, hahaha. When will Wenhui give birth? In these few days, right?" Zhang Jianguo was very happy to see Song Yangming and quickly invited him in.
"You have a good memory. It's just these few days. I went back to Shanghai specially to accompany her. I will go to Nanjing after the child is born and settled." Song Yangming said, handing over the gift he was holding, saying that it was a specialty he brought back from Nanjing, as well as some tea that Song Yuanchao had collected for many years.
Zhang Jianguo took it with a smile, without any hesitation. With the relationship between the Zhang family and the Song family, there was no need to pay attention to these empty formalities. Let alone this little thing, even if Song Yangming gave him a truckload of gifts, Zhang Jianguo would still happily accept it.
"Is mother okay?" Song Yangming asked as he changed into slippers with ease.
"My health is still good, but this part is getting worse..." Zhang Jianguo sighed and pointed at his head.
Zhang's mother is over 80 years old and will be 90 in a few years. It is inevitable for an old person of her age to have problems. Although Zhang's family has improved its conditions in recent years, Zhang's mother can be considered to have a good life, but aging is inevitable for everyone, and some things cannot be solved with money.
It is common for people to have poor memory or be forgetful when they are old, and no matter how healthy they are, they can never be the same as before. Now Zhang's mother no longer lives in the alley. Before Zhang Pingping got married, Zhang Jianguo took the old lady back. As for the servants who were hired before, they continue to serve the old lady. Everyone lives together, which is also convenient for daily care.
Song Yangming nodded and said he would go see Zhang's mother. Zhang Jianguo took Song Yuanchao to Zhang's mother's room. Seeing the old lady this time, it was obvious that she was much older than she was more than half a year ago. Zhang's mother, who was originally short, looked even thinner because of her age.
"Mom, look who's here?" When I entered the house, I saw Zhang's mother sitting in a wheelchair. The wheelchair was near the window. The sunlight outside came in through the glass window and shone on Zhang's mother .
The old man dozed off, with a blanket covering his feet. The TV in the room was on, and the volume was a little loud. The servant who took care of the old man was also there, but he would not disturb the old man at this time, because this was his leisure time.
Hearing the sound, Zhang's mother gradually opened her eyes from her hazy sleepiness and looked at Song Yangming who came in with Zhang Jianguo.
"What Ning?" The old man's eyes were a little blurry and he couldn't see clearly who was coming for a moment.
"Mother! It's me!" Song Yangming grew up in the care of the old lady. It can be said that Mother Zhang is no different from his great-grandmother. When he was a child, Mother Zhang loved Song Yangming more than anyone else. She didn't love her grandchildren so much. She was reluctant to eat any delicious food and secretly hid it for Song Yangming. Song Yangming remembered all of this.
As soon as Song Yangming opened his mouth, Zhang's mother was stunned at first, then she became a little agitated, raised her hand towards Song Yangming and seemed to be about to stand up.
Song Yangming hurriedly stepped forward and supported the old man, half squatted down to ask the old man not to get up, and talked to him.
"You little rascal, where have you been playing again? Did you get spanked by your father? I told you not to be naughty, but you didn't listen? Have you gotten into trouble again? Okay, come to your mother, and you won't be afraid when you come here." Touching Song Yangming's head, Zhang's mother muttered, with a hint of blame and love in her words.
But Song Yangming was stunned by these words. What spanking? What naughty? What does this have to do with anything?
"What time is it? Why did school end so early today?" Zhang's mother frowned and asked again.
Song Yangming didn't know how to answer for a moment, but Zhang Jianguo beside him quickly explained: "It's afternoon, school is over early today."
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm glad you didn't skip school!" Zhang's mother showed a relieved expression, touched Song Yangming's face and said, "Yuan Chao, how come you've lost weight after not seeing you for a few days? Remember to eat more, don't be picky, okay? Also, don't be naughty again in the future, your father's hand is too heavy, and it's very hard when he beats you. Next time he beats you, remember not to be stubborn, and be more flexible. When he beats you, you should immediately run to mother's place to hide, okay?"
"I know, I know!" Zhang Jianguo said quickly.
"What's the use of you knowing? I'm talking to Yuan Chao, what do you know?" Zhang's mother rolled her eyes at Zhang Jianguo and said this directly, making Zhang Jianguo laugh and cry.
Song Yangming seemed to understand what was going on. He quickly held the mother's hand and said something like Zhang Jianguo did before, saying that he knew. Only then did Zhang's mother smile. Then the old lady began to nag Song Yangming non-stop, telling him to study hard, never skip classes, not be naughty, not talk back to his parents at home, and listen to his parents.
In response to these instructions, Song Yangming could only nod his head repeatedly. Anyway, he agreed to whatever the old man said. At the same time, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
After talking with Zhang's mother for more than half an hour, Zhang's mother's spirit gradually became a little tired from the initial excitement. At this time, Zhang Jianguo winked at Song Yangming, and Song Yangming understood and told Zhang's mother that he would accompany her to watch TV or something, thus diverting the old lady's attention.
After watching TV for a few minutes, the old man fell asleep unknowingly. Song Yangming then gently got up, and he and Zhang Jianguo made a gesture to the servants in the room. The servants nodded in understanding, indicating that they would take good care of the old man next. Then they quietly left the room.
After going out, he returned to the living room outside and went to the study room at the other end. After he closed the door of the study room, Zhang Jianguo let out a long breath, took out a cigarette, lit it, shook his head and sighed: "Now she is sometimes sober and sometimes confused. She almost doesn't recognize many people. She just thought you were her dad..."
"I heard it." Song Yangming also smiled bitterly and shook his head. What Zhang's mother had just talked about were all things about Song Yuanchao's childhood, as if the old woman was still living decades ago. At that time, Song Yuanchao was still a child, and his grandparents were also there.
"Have you been to the hospital? What did the doctor say?" Song Yangming couldn't help but ask.
"I've been to the doctor a long time ago, but there's nothing the doctor can do. This is Alzheimer's disease, and I'll become more and more forgetful. But I remember many past events clearly."
"My dad knows?"
"Of course your father knows. He came here a few days ago. Just like you just now, your mother held his hand and scolded him for a long time." Zhang Jianguo replied, and couldn't help laughing. He seemed to think of Song Yangming's embarrassed look just now, and also thought of the same expression on Song Yuanchao's face when he was scolded and scolded every time he came here.
