Situ Qinglang and Sweetheart stayed in Hong Kong for another five days, and after Sweetheart ate enough fish balls and barbecued pork double skin milk, she finally followed Situ Qinglang to fly home.

The moment the plane went straight into the sky, the sweetheart said: "Although Hong Kong is very fun, I still want to go home, and I feel comfortable living in our own home." ”

"That's it. Situ Qinglang responded, he was still thinking about going to see his sweetheart's parents, he went to Hong Kong non-stop within two days of getting married before, and he didn't go to the grave after marriage until now, which is really a bit unusual.

So he asked inquiringly: "Wife, after you go home, can I accompany you to visit your family's grave in the morning?"

Sweetheart was stunned when she heard this, and suddenly her nose became sore, she choked twice, and said pitifully: "Then can I burn the dried meat I bought for my grandmother and parents?"

"Absolutely. Situ Qinglang touched her little brain in distress, "Don't be sad, I will accompany you in the future." ”

When returning to Beiting from Hong Kong, the first dinner was naturally eaten at Situ's house, and the plane of the two arrived at Beiting Airport in the morning, and Yan Li came to pick up the plane.

"Uncle Yan!" Sweetheart saw Yan Li standing next to the car at a glance, so she beckoned and trotted over and handed him the letter she brought from Hong Kong, "This is a gift for you!"

"Hey, just go play, what do you do with gifts. Yan Bo took it with a smile, "Little girl, is Hong Kong fun?"

"Fun, lots of good food. Sweetheart got into the car, Situ Qinglang followed, handed the gift in his hand to Yan Li, and said politely: "Uncle Yan has worked hard, help bring this heart back to say hello to Auntie." ”

Yan Licheng accepted it in fear, and drove the second young master and the second young grandmother back to their house in Beiting, Situ Qinglang was going to go to the army first in the afternoon, and the sweetheart stayed at home to pack up his things, and then went back to his father's house together in the evening.

didn't care about eating lunch, Situ Qinglang went back to the army to report, sweetheart was alone at home, and suddenly felt a little lonely, so she casually cooked noodles for herself, took a bath, slept for a while, and then got up to clean up her things.

The gifts brought back from Hong Kong were divided into four parts according to the family members, nutrition and health products were for Dad, beauty products were for Aunt Bai, snacks and a bottle of perfume were for Qingqing, and there were some special products left, which were for Big Brother**.

She sorted out the rest of the things, part of it was to be given to the glasses girl and the little sisters in the 408 bedroom, and part was to be given to Ma Weiwei and Ma Sheng.

After finishing up, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, Situ Qinglang came back in the dust, and as soon as he entered the door, he couldn't help complaining: "It's really unnecessary to go to the army today." ”

"What's wrong?" Sweetheart hurriedly caught up and hugged him, "The troops are busy?"

"There's a bunch of damn reporters around, not enough to be annoying. Situ Qinglang was very angry, "It's okay to be a military reporter, what's the matter with a bunch of entertainment, I'm not a star." ”

"They must think you're handsome! They're so hateful!" Sweetheart immediately complained, "They're blaspheming your looks! You're a decent person, how can you be on the entertainment report!"

He was angry, she was even more angry than him, this little dog's leg was in place, Situ Qinglang laughed dumbly, he couldn't get angry, and simply rubbed her little brain: "Have you eaten at noon?"

"Eat, I cooked my own noodles, what about you?"

"Eaten in the army cafeteria. Situ Qinglang took off his military uniform and walked to the bathroom, "You change your clothes, I came out of the shower, we have to rush over immediately, and the breeze will come back today." ”

"Qingfeng?" Sweetheart followed the footsteps of picking up the clothes, a little unresponsive to the name, Situ Qinglang suddenly remembered that Sweetheart had never seen the third child of the Situ family since she got married, so he explained: "Qingqing's brother, called Situ Qingfeng, was abroad before, and just came back today." ”

"Oh!" Sweetheart suddenly realized, and instantly a little overwhelmed, "What should we do then?"

"Just give some casually, and give the fresh snacks to the breeze. "Situ Qinglang is extremely ruthless to his sister.

"Uh, but the ...... I promised to bring Kiyoshi Bear Cookie"

"It's okay, let the two brothers and sisters snatch it, you just look at it. ”

Sweetheart was helpless, so she had to take out part of Qingqing's gift to Qingfeng, who had never met, and thought uneasily in her heart - what kind of person is Situ Qingfeng?

Qingqing said that he is engaged in art, will people who engage in art be very neurotic?

At the last family gathering, she was a little overwhelmed just by seeing her eldest brother and eldest **, and the character of the Qinglang family can be described as a hundred flowers blooming, and none of them are masters who can handle it lightly.

God bless the breeze, but it must not be too strange! She silently thought in her heart with anxiety.

Situ Qinglang came out after 10 minutes, wiped his hair, changed his clothes, and his sweetheart sat on the side and looked at it with his cheeks on his cheeks, and asked curiously, "Why don't you wear a suit today?"

Situ Qinglang put on a leather jacket and replied casually: "I'm tired of wearing it, the suit doesn't quite meet my liking." ”

Sweetheart actually thinks so, the clear lines are tough, and the gentlemanly style of the suit is not suitable for him who is so heroic, like a leather coat, a military uniform, a sweatshirt or something, but it sets off the clear temperament more.

"I also like it when you wear leather clothes. Sweetheart's eyes were full of stars, "Handsome!"

"You make me feel as if I'm just eating with one face, if I am disfigured one day, will you still love me?" Situ Qinglang asked casually as he straightened the collar of his sweater.

"Don't say that!" Sweetheart puffed out her cheeks and was unhappy, "how could you be disfigured, and besides, I love you no matter what you become." ”

"That's pretty much it. Situ Qinglang helped his sweetheart put on his coat and hat, "Let's go, it's too late and I'm going to be scolded again." ”

He carried a bunch of miscellaneous things in one hand, and pulled his sweetheart out of the door with the other, and the sweetheart sat in the co-pilot, drove the mobile phone that she hadn't used for two weeks, and slowly entered the boot interface, and she casually rested under the windshield of the car.

Situ Qinglang put things in the trunk, entered the cab, and said casually: "It's getting colder and colder, it's almost the end of the year." ”

"I'm looking forward to the Chinese New Year this year, I don't need to be alone anymore!" Sweetheart suddenly responded happily.

Situ Qinglang suddenly felt a pain in his heart when he heard this, although he had no feelings for this family, but the New Year was quite lively every year, and he really couldn't think of how to spend the New Year alone like his sweetheart.

"This year there is me. Situ Qinglang smiled and touched her head dotingly.

As soon as his words fell, Sweetheart's mobile phone suddenly began to vibrate, scaring Sweetheart into a trembling, the mobile phone continued to vibrate and vibrate and vibrate, and it couldn't calm down for a long time, Situ Qinglang frowned: "Why is there such a big movement, who called you?"

"Probably missed calls and texts. Sweetheart waited for a while, until the phone finally quieted down, and said with a depressed face, "The shock is almost gone." ”

"Your phone can be an antique. Situ Qinglang started the car, "I will buy you a new one in the past two days, and you can put away the old one as a souvenir." ”

"Good. "Sweetheart now no matter what Qinglang wants to buy her, it's a "good" word, anyway, even if she doesn't say it well, it's useless.

She looked through her mobile phone to remind her of the calls, except for 2 of the more than 20 calls made by counselors and 3 by Erbotian Weiguo, almost all of the rest were from an unfamiliar number.

"Who sent you the message?" asked Situ Qinglang as he drove.

"I don't know, strange number, he also sent a text message-" Sweetheart clicked on the first unread text message, which read: "Have you slept? 】。

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