Hanyang.

After hosting a banquet for Yang Fan and his party in the evening and sending a car to see them off, Boss Yao and Secretary Wang stood at the door of the restaurant for a long time.

Secretary Wang was the first to look away, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out two cigarettes, and handed one to the leader.

After lighting up their cigarettes, the two Hanyang bosses stood at the door with glowing faces, smoking, contentedly.

People who don't smoke don't like the smell of smoke, and Aunt Thirteen certainly doesn't like it either.

As a result, neither Boss Yao nor Secretary Wang dared to smoke at this kind of dinner.

It's fine now. The two of them were smoking and talking about today's harvest.

"Boss, will there be big bosses coming from Beijing soon?" Secretary Wang asked with a smile.

Boss Yao's face was rosy and he said happily: "Of course, some time ago, big bosses from the capital rushed to Taishan and Hongdu. It was nominally an inspection, but in fact they wanted to re-walk the path Xiao Yang walked and find

The spirit of eternal life in the words.”

"Haha, coming here will definitely bring us some policy benefits, right?" Secretary Wang was very satisfied.

It would also be good for the boss if he could go to the capital.

At this moment, Yang Fan and his group were sitting in a nanny car, on their way back to the hotel.

It's said to be a hotel, but it's actually a villa.

If he were not busy dealing with the boss and saving time for traveling, Yang Fan would prefer to cook by himself.

Inside the villa, you have everything you need, just as convenient as at home.

Yang Fan is relatively lazy when it comes to cooking for himself, and always feels that the time and energy spent are not worth it.

When he cooks for the family, he becomes more active and the value of life can be fully reflected.

When Yang Fan gets his salary every month and transfers money to his parents, he can also get the joy of realizing the value of his life.

He can't understand those mediocre people who don't work hard to live and embody the value of life.

Isn't it very happy to be like him?

Just cook a meal for Thirteenth Aunt and Guoguo, and send some living expenses to your parents. This is great, and you don’t have to do too much.

"Thirteenth Aunt, don't you really want to go to Hanyang's pedestrian street and see the night view?" Liu Qianqian asked Thirteenth Aunt in the car.

The original plan was that after leaving the hotel, the car would take Yang Fan and his group directly to the pedestrian street instead of back to the hotel.

But after getting in the car, Aunt Thirteen said she was a little tired.

Yang Fan asked the driver to take Aunt Thirteen back first.

"Mom, aren't you going to play with us?" Guoguo looked eagerly at Aunt Thirteen beside her, as if she really wanted her mother to come with her.

"No, you three can play by yourself." Aunt Thirteen said.

"Aunt Thirteen, Guoguo really wants you to go with us." Liu Qianqian turned from the seat in front and asked Guoguo in the last row: "Really, Guoguo?"

"Yes." Guoguo nodded vigorously.

Aunt Thirteen glanced at her daughter: "You can laugh if you want."

Guoguo's eyes widened: "Why should I laugh?"

"Are you very happy if I don't go?" Aunt Thirteen knew the little girl very well: "You can laugh, I don't blame you."

"Really?" After saying that, Guoguo pursed her lips tightly.

"Well, you just have to be happy when you come out to play. As long as you are happy," Aunt Thirteen said.

"Hahaha..." Guoguo laughed loudly immediately.

The next moment, the little girl cried.

"You lied again and hit me again, wuwu~"

…

When they were approaching the hotel, Aunt Thirteen said to Yang Fan and Liu Qianqian: "I'll make some midnight snacks at home and wait for you to come back."

Tonight, Aunt Thirteen was very powerful. She showed her charm as a woman and drank half a bottle of white wine.

No one dared to persuade her to drink. She was happy and wanted to drink herself.

Liu Qianqian didn't drink anything white, but only drank a tall glass of red wine.

Sometimes, you can also tell a person's physical condition and the health of his internal organs from the amount of alcohol he drinks.

Thirteenth Aunt and Liu Qianqian's physiques are indeed very good, especially Thirteenth Aunt's physique and physical strength, which Yang Fan often sees.

When she heard her mother say she wanted to eat something, Guoguo, who was leaning against the car window looking at the world outside with tears on her face, suddenly turned her head around with a look of horror on her face: "I don't want to eat!"

My mother doesn't know how to cook at all. Last time my father was on a business trip, she tried her best to cook by herself.

Guoguo got poisoned after eating food and went to the hospital.

Aunt Thirteen was fine. Guoguo told her father, "Mom didn't eat a bite."

"I have seen that there are wontons, yuanxiao, dumplings and other quick-frozen foods in the refrigerator. The staff prepared them for us in advance. The production date was two days ago." Aunt Thirteen was not angry, after all, she almost

She poisoned her daughter to death, so it’s normal for her daughter to be afraid of eating what she cooked.

"No, no, you can just have a good rest at home. We will go shopping later. There are a lot of delicious food in the pedestrian street. There is no need to eat late-night snacks to fill your stomach when we go back." Yang Fan also rejected Aunt Thirteen's kindness, cooking and eating.

It also requires talent.

Aunt Thirteen does not have this kind of talent.

Watermelon and Pumpkin reported to him that when he was on a business trip, Thirteenth Aunt tried to cook at home many times, with Watermelon and Pumpkin guiding him, and finally guided him to the garden.

Aunt Thirteen couldn't stand their nagging and was so angry that she almost broke the pot with a spatula.

Watermelon and Pumpkin, with their copper skin and iron bones, were not afraid of being beaten, and were sent away by Aunt Thirteen's order.

No one is perfect, and this shortcoming of Thirteenth Aunt makes Yang Fan feel that she is more real.

Otherwise, being with her feels like a dream, unreal.

Guoguo is more real and too troublesome.

I remember that when she transferred to a new kindergarten, she almost made the teacher cry in anger on the first day.

The girl who had just graduated as a kindergarten teacher was putting the children to sleep at noon. During the chat, she suddenly talked about her retirement and said that she might stop teaching after she turns thirty, that is, in nine years.

Guoguo opened her mouth and said, "No, teacher, you won't be able to wait until that time."

After returning home, Aunt Thirteen, who was concerned about Guoguo's transfer to another school, asked the little girl how her day was at the new school. Guoguo told her what happened during the day, including how many times she went to the toilet. Naturally, she didn't miss the "curse"

"It's about the teacher.

With a dark face, Aunt Thirteen found the phone, called the teacher, apologized for her daughter, and finally asked Guoguo to come over and apologize too.

Guoguo said: Teacher, I didn’t curse you, I just wanted to say that you will be twenty-one forever.

The teacher felt even more upset after hearing this. He felt like he was being cursed to die immediately.

A dead person will always be the same age.

After sending Aunt Thirteen back to the hotel, the car continued to drive out of the community, onto the road, and headed for its destination.

This time, Yang Fan sat next to Guoguo and watched the night view of the city outside the window with her.

He passed by Hanyang many times and stopped only twice, but both times he was deeply impressed.

The first time he met was a netizen. It was also at that time that he went to the cinema to watch a movie for the first time.

But I went alone.

On the radio, the driver was playing a radio program and music was playing.

Everything you can see is memories.

Wherever the heart is, it's all about the past.

The greatest role of art is to soothe people's hearts.
Chapter completed!