Because Yan Zhusheng called Yuan Wanqing before lunch, but couldn't get through, so she asked Yuan Wanqing's assistant.
I learned that my mother had gone home in the morning, but she still had an event to attend to at around three in the afternoon.
So as soon as school was over, Yan Zhusheng had lunch with Li Luo and the others, and then took a taxi back to the community.
She was in a good mood today, walking briskly, thinking about the split-class tour on the 17th next month. Then she would be able to travel alone with Li Luo, and she was very happy.
In addition to the subject selection that requires parents' signature this time, she chose the same three subjects as Li Luo, which basically guarantees that she will be placed in the same class as Li Luo in the second year of high school.
And based on Kong Junxiang's obsession with Li Luo as the class leader, it is estimated that he will still be the class teacher by then.
In this case, Yan Zhusheng thought, maybe he could still be his deskmate with Li Luo in his second year of high school.
Just like that, when he returned to the door, Yan Zhusheng took out the key and opened the door.
After walking in, I was about to change into my slippers when my face suddenly froze and I looked down at the extra pair of men's leather shoes at the entrance.
Shoes I’ve never seen before…
Yan Zhusheng frowned slightly, and after confirming that Yuan Wanqing's shoes were also there, she felt a little relieved. At least she was sure that there was not a thief in the house, but a guest from her mother.
but……
There is no one in the living room on the first floor.
Yan Zhusheng looked at the living room with a puzzled look, but there was no one there at this time.
Yuan Wanqing is not here either.
So Yan Zhusheng changed into slippers and walked towards the second floor.
As she walked up the stairs, Yan Zhusheng pursed her lips, and her ears vaguely heard the conversation coming from the master bedroom.
This voice seems a bit familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere.
After reaching the door of the master bedroom, Yan Zhusheng finally heard clearly the conversation inside.
"I have an event to attend in the afternoon and I have to leave soon."
"Well, has your driver come to pick you up? If not, I will take you there."
"That's too troublesome for you. Doesn't your Xixi want you to go home for dinner at night? Don't worry about me, the assistant is already waiting."
"Okay, then I'll go first?"
"Hmm... um... wait a minute, the assistant just sent a message, let me take a look." Yuan Wanqing, who was in the room, put her fingers in front of Ying Zhicheng's mouth, looked at the phone, and then suddenly there was no sound. After several seconds
Seconds later, footsteps approaching the door came from the bedroom.
When Yan Zhusheng saw this, he didn't know what he was thinking. He silently retreated from the second floor, then came to the entrance, pretending to have just changed into slippers.
At this time, the door to the master bedroom on the second floor was opened. Yuan Wanqing and Ying Zhicheng walked down the stairs neatly dressed. They seemed to be relieved when they saw Yan Zhusheng just walking in.
Yan Zhusheng tilted his head and looked at Ying Zhicheng, remembering who he was, and politely said hello to him, uncle.
Ying Zhicheng also smiled and nodded and said hello, then said goodbye to the mother and daughter, changed shoes and left Yuan Wanqing's house.
"Why did Uncle Ying come to our house?" Yan Zhusheng followed Yuan Wanqing to sit on the sofa in the living room and asked in confusion.
"He was just about to come back, so he dropped me off on the way. When he got there, I had to invite him to come up and sit for a while." Yuan Wanqing smiled without changing her expression, "What about you? Why did you come back suddenly? We don't have weekends now.
Are you staying with Li Luo and the others?"
"The school issued a consent form for subject selection." Yan Zhusheng took out the form issued by Kong Junxiang from her schoolbag and handed it to Yuan Wanqing, "The parents need to sign it."
"Oh, let me take a look." Yuan Wanqing took the form and glanced at it briefly. Because she had discussed this matter at the parent-teacher meeting before, she didn't have much to say, so she simply completed the signature, "That's it.
Are you ready?"
"Yeah." Yan Zhusheng nodded, "Do you have any activities to attend in the afternoon?"
"Yes, what about you?"
"I'll go back to Bihailanting." Yan Zhusheng pursed his lips and then said.
"That's just right. I'll ask the driver to come over early and give you a ride later."
"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded obediently.
Looking at Yuan Wanqing's back as she got up and walked back to the master bedroom on the second floor to get something, she looked a little confused. She wanted to ask Uncle Ying to come upstairs and sit for a while. Why did he sit in her mother's bedroom?
Maybe mom was going back to the bedroom to get something, and then the two of them went up there chatting on the way?
Yan Zhusheng scratched his head, always having some bad guesses in his heart, but he felt that he might be overthinking.
After all, that is Ying Chanxi's father.
What I heard just now at the door of the master bedroom was a normal conversation between friends.
Yan Zhusheng shook her head and put her strange thoughts behind her. After Yuan Wanqing packed her things, she got up and followed Yuan Wanqing downstairs, and was sent to the entrance of Bihailanting's community.
It's still just after two o'clock in the afternoon.
Because everyone has to go home, Xu Youyu also went home today and probably won't be back in the evening.
Yan Zhusheng walked into the living room, wandered around, and then entered the piano room, intending to kill some time.
In the evening, she went downstairs to have a meal nearby. When she returned to 1502, she glanced at the direction of Li Luo's bedroom, then she couldn't control her feet and walked in step by step.
I came to Li Luo's bedside, sat down, lay down, covered myself with the quilt, smelled the familiar smell on it, and felt peaceful all of a sudden.
I don’t know why, but I gradually fell asleep.
It wasn't until after nine o'clock that she suddenly woke up. She looked at her phone and found that it was only nine o'clock in the evening. She sighed slightly, turned over and lay on Li Luo's bed, and found his QQ.
…
On the other hand, after Ying Zhicheng returned home, he came to Li Guohong's house and the two families had a meal together.
However, Ying Zhicheng still had things to do in the company, so he was unable to drink with Li Guohong in the evening. After dinner, he signed an autograph for Ying Chanxi and left in a hurry.
After the meal, Ying Chanxi helped Lin Xiuhong wash the dishes, and the four members of the family sat on the sofa, watching TV and chatting.
When they talked about the farmhouse, Li Guohong asked: "I heard you say before that your teacher Kong and the English teacher Ding are a couple in private, right?"
"That's right." Li Luo nodded in response while holding his mobile phone and reading the QQ message sent by the editor.
"Is there anything we should pay attention to then? How is their relationship progressing?"
"Dad, why are you such a gossip?"
"What am I gossiping about?" Li Guohong rolled his eyes at him, "I was thinking about whether to arrange a room for the two of them or two separate rooms."
"Just one room." Li Luo chuckled, "Teacher Kong is almost thirty. If you arrange two rooms, he might secretly criticize you for not being a good person."
"Hey, hey, what are you talking about?" Lin Xiuhong had just finished cutting the fruit and walked out of the kitchen. She immediately interrupted the topic and glared at Li Guohong, "What did you say in front of the child?"
"Ahem...I didn't say anything." Li Guohong muttered a few words and immediately shut up.
Ying Chanxi, who was sitting next to Li Luo, looked a little unhappy when he heard about the farmhouse, so he secretly stepped on Li Luo.
Li Luo: "?"
Turning to look at Ying Chanxi, Li Luo smiled helplessly, and then said to his parents: "Can you please stop talking about the farmhouse? If you say it a few more times, someone will cry uncomfortably."
"I didn't cry!" Ying Chanxi hit him angrily and quickly denied it.
"Xixi wants to go too?" Lin Xiuhong glanced at Ying Chanxi and couldn't help but said, "Although it's their class tour for Class 8, if you want to go, you can come along. Class 8 also has several former junior high school students.
My classmate, you and Zhu Sheng are quite familiar with each other, so we should be able to play together."
"Don't mention it, she will be in the competition class on Friday." Li Luo waved his hand and said, "Mom, please don't seduce her."
Ying Chanxi snorted muffledly.
But then Li Luo said: "But in August, how about we take the time to go on a trip? Let's go alone without anyone else."
"Really?" Ying Chanxi's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, "Where are you going?"
"Over there in Changning City? It's an international metropolis. My parents probably have never been there."
"Changning, it's quite close." Li Guohong nodded, "But although I have never been to Changning, I did go to the capital when I was young. I think back then..."
"Stop, stop." Lin Xiuhong interrupted Li Guohong's memories of those years, looked at Li Luo and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to travel to Changning?"
"Oh, this is it." Li Luo showed his mobile phone and then said, "The editor invited me to participate in a writer's salon from the Literary Reading Group. It is an official event for authors to communicate with each other."
"The time is tentatively scheduled to be August 14th to 16th."
To be continued...