Jiang Che's phone call made my uncle and aunt feel relieved.

The child travels thousands of miles and the mother is worried.

Although Hangzhou is also thousands of miles away.

But that’s Jiang Che’s place.

No matter how far away they are, they still have a sense of belonging in a foreign country, and they don't feel that their son is wandering in a foreign country.

Gu An and Gu Ning were about to go home. Their aunts, uncles, grandparents were very happy. When Chen Feirong and Jiang Liyun heard the news, they also said that they would come back to their hometown after the brothers got home.

The brothers have not been home for two years.

If it weren't for Jiang Che, it might have taken longer...

His uncle was not very talkative, so during lunch, he took a bottle of wine given to him by Jiang Che.

The aunt knew that the two sons' character would not do such a thing, but she still sent them several messages and repeatedly warned them, hoping that they would not let Jiang Che down.

My uncle's parents died early, and his biggest concern was that he hoped his two sons would live well.

this lunch.

He was very drunk.

Jiang Che moved a horse and sat on the roof. In the cold early winter, it was rare that there were so many consecutive days with clear skies. He wrapped himself in a down jacket and basked in the sun. He took a nice puff and felt better.

A bottle of wine. My uncle drank one and a half glasses. He drank two and a half glasses. His uncle was so drunk that he fell asleep. He didn’t feel anything at all. From the roof, he could see the endless woods. He looked into the distance and took out I took a picture with my phone and sent it to Xiao Xiaoyu.

The forest without leaves and the perfect sunshine, the loneliness is full of vitality, but it has a different artistic conception.

After a while, Xiao Xiaoyu replied to the message. It was also a photo. The picture was not very good because of the poor pixels of the mobile phone, but it could also be seen that it was a bowl of bird's nest.

"Is it good to drink?"

"No smell..."

"What's for lunch?"

"My mother cooked the food."

"eat more."

"it is good."

Super simple conversation.

But the two people in front of the screen were thousands of miles apart. One was grinning, and the joy could be seen on the other's face.

At this time, someone came to the door, and he was also an old man.

Grandpa, who was sunbathing on the deck chair, thought he was coming to see him and asked him to sit down.

This old man was one of the people chatting under the big locust tree yesterday.

"Chuzi, stop saying hello. I'm not going to sit down. I'm not here to see you." The old man, whom his grandfather called Feng Gouji, waved his hand and said straight to the point: "I'm here to see Xiao Che. I'm not at home." ?”

"Master Doglegs, you're here, what's wrong?"

Jiang Che, who was in the room, raised his hand and said hello.

"You bastard, you are still as dishonest as your father!"

Grandpa Feng laughed and scolded, and said: "I asked you when to go back to the city. Yun Huai is getting married in a few days. If you don't go back, let's see if we can use your car to make a float! Daben has a brand. !”

"No problem, how many days do I have to stay? Brother Yunhuai is getting married so soon?" Jiang Che said unexpectedly. The last time we met was when he was riding a big bar and riding around the streets. It seems that it was not long ago... It's been several decades.

"That's right, you little brat is already so old, and we are already half-buried. Time is not forgiving!"

Grandpa Feng shook his head and sighed with emotion, but was scolded by Jiang Zhenming: "Why are you pretending to be a cultural person here? Why can't you just tell me about this last night? Why do you have to go all the way?"

"What's the point of telling you, your car?" Grandpa Feng gave Jiang Zhenming a look of contempt.

Jiang Zhenming choked and cursed with a smile: "I'm my grandson!"

The old man nicknamed Feng Dog Leg waved his hand and left the yard.

Jiang Zhenming already understood the other party's intention.

Feng Gouji was afraid that if he told himself, it would be difficult for him, his own grandfather, to talk to Jiang Che.

What if Jiang Che happens to have something happen that day?

When his biological grandfather opens his mouth, should he refuse or not?

If he refused, nothing would happen between him and Jiang Che, but how could he reply to Feng Goulie?

Rejected by his own grandson?

And if Feng Gouzi came over for this trip, it would be a direct conversation with Jiang Che. Even if he refused for something, it would not matter...

Jiang Zhenming shook his head and cursed: "After all these years, this bitch still thinks so much..."

Jiang Che witnessed everything from the roof, and probably guessed the reason. He also realized that these friendships among the older generation were also very interesting.

Gu An and Gu Ning rushed back to their hometown from Shencheng without stopping.

After not seeing each other for two years, the family of four hugged each other. Although there was no scene of them hugging each other and crying, it still made people a little jealous.

My son is not around and I haven’t seen him for two years.

Firong Chen can imagine this feeling...

She turned her head and glanced at Jiang Che, who was standing aside, her eyes were extremely soft.

If Jiang Che hadn't touched his trouser pocket and lit up a cigarette.

"Jiang Che, don't smoke in front of me from now on!" She cursed.

Jiang Che nodded seriously, then turned around and gave her a back view.

Isn't this in person?

Chen Firong was really angry, but in the end, she didn't say anything. She looked at the eldest aunt's family again and said, "For the sake of you doing a good thing, I will spare you this time."

"hey-hey!"

Jiang Che flicked the cigarette butt into the tree pond, then went up and pinched Chen Firong's shoulders.

"son."

Chen Firong suddenly spoke in a very soft voice: "When you are in Hangzhou in the future, will we be far apart? Will the business become bigger and bigger, and the time and frequency of meeting will become less and less?"

Jiang Che denied it on the spot: "Don't worry, Mom, it won't happen. I bought a villa of several thousand square meters in Hangzhou and am renovating it. I will take you all over when the time comes."

"?"

Chen Firong frowned and turned her head.

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