Wen Zheng looked up and down at Lin Qingge, whose cheeks were red from the cold outside the door. "If you come to pay New Year greetings, there is no need. I have no preparations. If you come to collect debts, then I'd better kowtow to you first."
Lin Qingge rolled her eyes at him, stretched out her hand to push Wen Zheng aside, and squeezed into the house.
She rubbed her hands, looked around the room, and seemed to be saying to herself: "It's really cold today."
"How can it not be cold on the first day of the new year in the north?"
Wen Zheng said, not bothering to talk to her, and went directly to the sofa, "Anyway, I don't have any money at the moment, so you can do it yourself. I drank too much last night, so I have to squint for a while."
"What are your plans these days?"
Lin Qingge said nothing about the 300 million arrears.
Wen Zheng was lying with his eyes closed, murmuring: "Go home, what else can I do? I haven't been back for almost five years."
"Hometown?"
Lin Qingge became interested and asked, "Take me with you?"
Wen Zheng opened his eyes wide in an instant and looked at Lin Qingge with strange eyes.
Lin Qingge spread his hands, leaned on the sofa, and sighed: "I'm homeless, so I'll go with you to relax."
"What's going on? Could it be because I care about you..."
Before Wen Zheng could finish speaking, Lin Qingge interrupted: "No, I still have some money in my hand. I have made a lot of money from the advertising fees and broadcast rights of the national competition. I am homeless just because of my family.
I can't stay at home for the time being, so I came to you after thinking about it. Who told you that this is a big car shop? You can take it in, right?"
"It makes sense. As long as you are happy, you are my boss."
Wen Zheng murmured and closed his eyes again.
"Aren't you leaving now?"
Lin Qingge looked at him and asked.
Wen Zheng said lazily: "How to leave? You don't smell that I smell of alcohol?"
"You want to drive back?"
"Yes, it's convenient to drive back. If I had gone back by other means, I wouldn't know where to go after I got off the plane. In the end, I would have to find a car and suffer. I might as well drive myself. I should just follow the navigation."
Lin Qingge said with a look of disgust: "How do you say that? The young man left home and the boss came back. You are not old yet, why are you going back?"
Wen Zheng smiled when faced with ridicule.
Lin Qingge continued: "Don't lie down. Get up. I'll drive. Let's go now. It's rare that I have the time and energy now, so I reluctantly become your coachman for a while."
Wen Zheng was doubtful and confirmed again: "Are you really going?"
A few minutes later.
Wen Zheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, still felt it was unreal when he saw Lin Qingge driving his van so vigorously.
Lin Qingge angrily said, "You haven't been back for five years, so you plan to go home empty-handed?"
Wen Zheng was speechless for a moment and actually forgot about this matter.
Lin Qingge couldn't help but drove Wen Zheng's van straight to the mall.
During this time, Wen Zheng suddenly remembered that he should go and see Old Man Yao, so after finishing the shopping, he asked Lin Qingge to drive straight to Old Man Yao.
The twelfth lunar month of winter.
The door to Old Man Yao's house is open.
Red scraps of paper after exploding firecrackers can be seen everywhere in the alley, but the door of Old Man Yao's house is clean.
Wen was carrying his things when he saw old man Yao taking a nap at the door of the hall.
The old man folded his sleeves with his hands and nodded his head from time to time, but he still had no intention of waking up.
Wen Zheng stepped forward and patted Old Yao. When he saw the old man opening his eyes in a daze, he smiled and said, "I'm here to wish you a happy New Year!"
Old Yao was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end no word came out. He just smiled cheerfully, but he seemed a little at a loss.
Wen Zheng couldn't help but feel sour when he saw this. He sat him down on the Anhui chair and then said with a smile: "I will cook at noon today. Can we have a drink?"
Old Yao said yes repeatedly, but suddenly saw Lin Qingge next to Wen Zheng, and couldn't help but praise: "This girl looks just like the one in the painting, you are so lucky."
Lin Qingge smiled sweetly and said some blessings.
Wen Zheng looked at Lin Qingge and smiled and said, "You'd better do it yourself, I'm busy in the kitchen." After saying that, he came to the kitchen and took a look, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.
His guess was correct. Since Yao Guangxiao left, I'm afraid no outsiders have been here except him and Wang Sisi.
Even during the Chinese New Year, no relatives or friends came to visit.
During the Chinese New Year, there was an ice pot and cold stove in the kitchen, and he didn't even prepare to hang firecrackers on New Year's Eve. He knew that Yao Guangxiao must have left enough living expenses for the old man, but there is nothing more sad than heartbreak. Who is willing to admit that he is a traitor?
Where are the relatives?
The old man's life was harder than he imagined.
It didn't take Wen Zheng much time to prepare a sumptuous meal, and he was just in time to get all the dishes on the table.
Old Yao, who was chatting happily with Lin Qingge, took out a bottle of wine that looked a little old. It was a brand Wen Zheng had never seen or heard of.
Old Man Yao said with a smile: "We are drinking this today. It was originally prepared for my grandson's admission banquet, but now we can't wait."
Wen Zheng glanced at Lin Qingge, and then advised the old man: "Why don't you keep it, what if they come back one day? I'll just go out and buy a new one."
Old Man Yao waved his hands stubbornly and said: "Just drink this, we can be considered drunk today if we have wine today."
Wen Zheng couldn't resist, so he had to rely on him.
As soon as Wen Zheng sat down at the table, Lin Qingge immediately turned into a cooking madman. He only occasionally replied a word, and spent the rest of the time either cooking or listening to the chatter of the old man and the young man.
After a few glasses of wine, Old Yao's face gradually turned rosy.
He took Wen Zheng's hand and said solemnly: "You are a good and kind boy. Were you the one who sang on TV last night? I must have read that correctly, right?"
"It's me, it's me."
Wen Zheng kept echoing, "That means I'm going to attend the Spring Festival Gala, otherwise I would have come yesterday."
Old Man Yao paused and said earnestly: "There is something I want to tell you. This... if you can attend the Spring Festival Gala, it means that you have the ability and a bright future. You will definitely become famous in the future and become famous all over the world."
He pondered for a moment and then continued: "But I hope you remember one sentence, you can be proud of the spring breeze, but you must not get carried away, especially on the right path!"
Wen Zheng looked at Old Yao with earnest eyes and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely keep these words in mind." He patted his chest as he spoke.
Old Man Yao nodded, picked up the wine glass again, and said, "Okay, just drink as long as you know what's going on."
After a few more glasses of wine, Old Yao waved his hand to signal that he would stop drinking. Wen Zheng poured himself a few glasses and finished the bottle of wine.
The three of them ate the meal for nearly an hour. After the meal, Lin Qingge wisely began to clear away the dishes.
This surprised Wen Zheng and also found it quite strange.
When Old Yao saw this, he didn't say anything. He took Wen Zheng and sat aside. While Lin Qingge was in the kitchen washing dishes, he lowered his voice and said, "What's going on with this girl?"
"My friend is also my boss."
Wen Zheng answered truthfully.
Old Man Yao didn't believe it, and asked again: "What did the two girls say last time? I think they are all very good. You kid, don't be picky. You can't do this. You can't step on a few boats."
Wen Zheng smiled and said: "The one who played with the fish in the fish tank in the courtyard last time was also my friend. The little girl called me Master. The one who came to your place often some time ago is my girlfriend."
After speaking, he added uneasily: "They all know each other."
Old Yao frowned, seeming hesitant to speak.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Zheng asked with a smile, "If you have anything to say, just say it. Do you want to see me outside?"
Old Yao looked at him for a few times, took out a cigarette, handed one to Wen Zheng, and sighed: "Now this kid knows the general situation and is very considerate of others when he speaks and acts."
"That's right, I am from a wealthy family, otherwise you can be my boss?"
Wen Zheng joked with a smile.
Old man Yao looked at him and smiled, then lit up his cigarette and began to chat with him.
After learning that Wen Zheng had not returned home for five years, he also urged him to get on the road quickly. However, Wen Zheng was not in a hurry. He was going to stay up late anyway, so it was better to leave later to avoid getting home at midnight.
Wen Zheng and Lin Qingge stayed at Old Yao's place until the afternoon before leaving.
Before leaving, Old Yao took out two thick red envelopes and forced them on them, saying that this was the rule for New Year greetings.
Wen Zheng couldn't refuse, so he had to accept.
When Lin Qingge saw that Wen Zheng had accepted it, he immediately reached out to take it and said some heart-warming words along the way, making the old man extremely happy.
Under the watchful eyes of his neighbors, Old Man Yao watched the two of them get into the car and drive away. He wanted to say hello to the neighbors who were watching the fun. Unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth, the neighbor forced a smile on his face, then turned around and went in.
Room.
Old Man Yao gave a wry smile, hummed a tune, closed the door, and simply went back to his house to sleep.
In the car.
Wen Zheng looked at the thick stack of red notes in the red envelope and couldn't help but joked: "It seems that Mr. Yao left a lot of pension money for the old man."
Suddenly, he sat upright and said: "Do you think that old man Yao will feel lost after we leave? What if the old man can't think about it, hiss... he is someone who doesn't even want to see his relatives now."
Lin Qingge said lightly: "Don't worry, do you think I'm just chatting with the old man today?"
Wen Zheng frowned and said hesitantly: "Can Mr. Yao come back?"
Lin Qingge glanced at him and said, "Is this something you can ask?"
Wen Zheng is resentful.
After a few seconds of silence, he said in a deep voice: "Do you really want to follow me? We will be at the entrance of the expressway soon. It's too late to regret now. Although my home is not a remote place, it is still a village under a small town, and the conditions are not much better.
go."
Lin Qingge said slowly: "I have been to all the tourist destinations in this world that you can think of or that you can't think of. If you think I am a trouble, then I will turn around now."
Wen Zheng hurriedly explained: "It's nothing. I just think it's a bit magical that you come home with me at this time."
Lin Qingge said angrily: "I don't care, so what are you worried about? Besides, are you still at a disadvantage? Don't think about the things that are there, just think that I will brainwash you again if I find an opportunity. Sigh...
…Speaking of which, I see that you did give away the leather recently, so it’s time to have a heart-to-heart talk with you.”
"Don't!"
Wen Zheng raised his hands and begged for mercy, "You bosses don't speak a single word of truth. All you do is make excuses and brainwash people. I don't have this blessing, so please spare me. If you want to go, just go. I will treat you as an employee."
I have a home visit, and I welcome you with both hands."
Lin Qingge nodded with satisfaction and said: "The boss is driving, so you can look ridiculous. Come on, make the whole song cheerful."