At five o'clock in the afternoon, we finally arrived in the territory of Dongshan City.

After nearly an hour of tossing and turning, the familiar scenery appeared in front of me.

Jiang Lun came back this time, completely quietly, not only did he not inform anyone, but even his parents did not tell his relatives and friends in his hometown.

"Son, do you see the house?"

Not long after entering the village, my father pointed to a conspicuous four-story building not far away, "Hey, that's our new house!"

"Ho!

Jiang Lun smiled and nodded, "I thought you were just renovating, so it seems that our house has been completely rebuilt?"

"Yes!" said my father proudly, "I have seen a lot of beautiful houses outside sports cars over the years, in fact, I have a plan for a long time, but I have never had the opportunity to realize it, and now my dream has finally succeeded, haha, this is thanks to my good son!"

Jiang Lun then turned around and drove towards the new house.

This is the case in the countryside, no one cares how many floors you build, as long as you have money, it is no problem to build ten or eight floors, but one thing is that it cannot affect the lighting of the surrounding neighbors, and rural people are particularly superstitious about this.

If it weren't for these problems, Jiang Shanlin would have wanted to add another floor and strive to surpass the small building of the village chief's house.

The car stopped in front of the new house, the door was a new electronic lock, Jiang Shanlin got out of the car and opened the door, and looked up at Jiang Lun, "Come in! You give the staff officer and staff to see how our house is built!"

Jiang Lun smiled and walked in, with his current identity, it is estimated that it will be impossible to come back to live in such a house in his life, and he still wants to buy a suite for his parents in the capital, and leave the countryside from now on.

But the old people think differently from the young people, and even if they don't live here, they have to build the house. Even if people are gone, the villagers will chant their names when they see the building, which is the face of their parents' hearts.

The first and second floors of the new house have been renovated and furnished, while the third and fourth floors are empty. There was nothing but windows and doors, and some rooms were still covered in lime and wires were not finished.

"When can I move into this room?"

Jiang Lun looked around from the bottom to the top, and then asked while going downstairs with his father.

"Don't worry, let's live in your grandfather's old house for the time being, and clean up slowly!" said Dad.

"Just play with it a little bit, and wait for my younger siblings to go to college. You should also move to the capital with you, there is a meaning here!"

"That's what I thought too!" Dad nodded, "So I said clean up slowly, and I don't have to worry about it anyway!"

But my father then changed the conversation again, "I thought about it anyway, when Xiaowen Xiaowu graduates from university, your mother and I will start to retire here, and you brothers and sisters will be in the future." We don't have to worry about it anymore!"

"That's okay!" Jiang Lun smiled, the most important thing for the old people to be happy is to be happy. Just do what they want.

After looking at the new house, as soon as I got out of the gate, I saw seven or eight uncles and aunts surrounding the nanny car, and my mother stood at the door of the car and bragged to them.

"Sister Liu, you can enjoy happiness now, we all watched the Spring Festival Gala yesterday. Eight catties is terrible now, and he has really become a big star!"

"That's!" said my mother proudly, "I don't see who gave birth to him, my mother and I have a talent for art." Also, don't be old, the child has to be called by name when he's older!"

Jiang Lun, who came over on the side, couldn't laugh or cry. When he was a child, his milk name was eight catties, because he was born with this weight, so the adults called out casually, and since he started elementary school, except for the uncles and aunts of the neighbors, almost no one called him that anymore.

"Mom! I'm bragging to others again!"

Jiang Lun walked over with a smile, and greeted a few old neighbors by the way, "Aunt Lan, Uncle Fang, Aunt Zhao, hello!"

"Hey, good, good, eight...... Jiang Lun has grown up!" Mrs. Zhao couldn't keep her mouth shut.

"Boy, we've watched you grow up, and you've only been out for a few years, and you've changed too much. Uncle Fang said with his hands behind his back.

Aunt Lan came up very gossip and asked, "Xiao Lun, you are also a star now, do you recognize those actresses on TV?"

“……”

In the face of everyone's enthusiasm, Jiang Lun chatted casually, and finally Jiang Ning in the car couldn't help but urge, and then dispersed.

got in the car and started, first went back to the old house and put things, and then followed Chen Yingying to his house non-stop.

Approaching the door, Jiang Lun hesitated.

But before he could think about it, he heard Chen Xiaohe's roar from the courtyard, "Jiang Lun!

As he spoke, Chen Xiaohe rushed out angrily.

Jiang Lun didn't run away at all, he looked at him with a smile, and Chen Yingying was startled, and actually fiercely protected Jiang Lun, shouting, "Brother, what are you doing?

"Good, good!"

Chen Xiaohe looked at this posture and pointed at them angrily, "Come into the house, come in and talk about it!"

Jiang Lun shook his head with a wry smile and followed Chen Yingying into her house.

Although Jiang Lun and Chen Xiaohe are classmates in primary school and junior high school for nine years, the relationship between the two is actually very light, and they can't talk about good or bad, because they are not in a circle, so they don't have much contact, and this is the first time Jiang Lun has entered his house.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as he entered the courtyard gate, it happened that Chen Yingying's mother Peng Xiuli walked out of the side room with a basin.

As soon as she saw the two of them, Peng Xiuli was stunned, "Hey, you guys...... Why did you come back? Didn't you say that you were celebrating the New Year in the capital?"

"Mom!" Chen Yingying jumped up and hugged her mother, "It's Jiang Lun who said that he wants to come back to see you, it's not appropriate not to come here for the New Year!"

Peng Xiuli was quite open-minded, and smiled, "Then it's not so rushed? Jiang Lun is also very busy every day now, right? You can come back fifteen years ago, let's go into the house!"

"Auntie, Happy New Year!"

Jiang Lun seized the opportunity to step forward, and lifted up two large bags of things in his hand, "A little heart, not respect!"

"Oh, come back, come back, what are you doing shopping!"

Peng Xiuli didn't care about the gift at all, but Chen Xiaohe came up and snatched it away, and took it to the side to open it.

Jiang Lun smiled and asked casually when he entered the room, "Where's the uncle?"

"I'm going out to pay New Year's greetings!" Peng Xiuli said, changing the topic again, "Your mother called me that day, in fact, it's about the two of you...... Hey, anyway, I'm not against it, Yingying is older, she has her own ideas, and besides, it's all from the same village, and I'm relieved that you can be together when you go out!"

"Well, thank you Auntie for your understanding! Don't worry, I will treat Yingying well!"

As he spoke, Jiang Lun and Chen Yingying glanced at each other, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, Jiang Lun, you haven't passed my level yet!"

At this time, Chen Xiaohe walked out again, "It's not so easy to be with my sister!" )