Chapter 260: Fun
Pang Jun's family lives in a high-end community, on the sixteenth floor, more than 100 square meters, floor-to-ceiling bay windows, and stylish decoration. Yang Ping put down his backpack and turned around to see: "Eh, what about your daughter-in-law and girl?" โ
Pang Jun washed his hands and poured tea for Yang Ping: "They will be Kang'an's mother's house." We'll go out to eat in a while, and I'm not very good at cooking. โ
Yang Ping leaned back on the sofa and stretched his legs: "Okay, it seems that you are not bad, the benefits of tobacco are so good?" โ
"Generally good, generally good," Pang Jun sat down and began to gossip, "I heard the third child say that you took Abu down?" Not only Abu but also a beautiful woman? โ
Yang Ping was a little proud when he mentioned this topic before, but now he is heavy: "Alas, it's hard to say." โ
Pang Jun disdainfully: "Pretend, you can pretend, I didn't find out when I went to college, you are not rotten or not rotten, and if you are rotten, you will bloom." โ
"Let's talk about it without two drinks, let's talk about it later when we eat." Yang Ping really didn't have the face to mention this matter if he didn't drink now, "By the way, I got you some stamps, don't say I didn't give you a gift in the future." As he spoke, he took out the file bag from his bag and threw it to Pang Jun.
Pang Jun opened the file bag and looked at it, surprised: "I'll go, so much, the condition is so good, you wait, I'll go get my postal album." โ
Pang Jun took out a stack of stamp albums from the study, as well as a philatelic bag, a magnifying glass, and tweezers. put it on the big coffee table, proudly: "Look at my stamps, they are worth 200,000 now." I'll have to match it well and see how many sets I can make. โ
Don't expect lunch, just dinner. For a few hours, Pang Jun chattered and matched stamps at the same time, and he really gave him five or six sets. It's not good to have sรจ.
Yang Ping was dismissive. Take a sip of tea and lean back on the sofa: "Very proud? How do people play with stamps? Nationwide linkage. The price difference between Jingbei and this side is a few cents, and I directly found someone to bring a full page of stamps and immediately realized it. This kind of scattered people are too lazy to do it. โ
Pang Jun stopped what he was doing and pointed at him with disdain: "Cut, is that called stamp collecting?" That's called buying and selling! There is only interest in it, and there is no culture, fun. By the way, there is also fun, it is just the pleasure of making money nakedly. You see, I can remember every set of stamps here. Date of production, where did you buy it. When I look back at these stamps, I can think of those years. โ
Pang Jun opened a stamp album and pointed to the set of stamps inside: "Ah, this set of "Lingnan Garden" is the first set of stamps I have just collected. This set of "Chairman's Poems" is when I am most obsessed with that Wen ge stamps, I ran all over the large and small stamp stalls in Xian, only to get together 12 sheets, it is really difficult, at that time my monthly salary was only more than 400, I really rode a 28 bicycle all over the world to find, can I still have this persistence now? Your biggest contribution this time was to help put together this set of poetry stamps. Now the fourteen are complete, and my long-cherished wish for many years is now a dream come true. The fourth child stroked the red set of fourteen stamps through the philatelic bag, sighing.
Yang Ping also sighed: "Alas. This is a testimony of the passage of time, and it is a truth with the text I play. I want to play with a string of stars and moon Bodhi on a thin plate, and slowly watch it oxidize, pulp, and open the film, and the fun is something that Changwen's little bosses who polish the stars and moon every day can't experience. What, are you having a good time? When I was happy, I was invited to dinner, but I didn't eat at noon. โ
Pang Jun smiled embarrassedly: "I forgot, I'm too fascinated." Let's go, the dumpling restaurant downstairs is a famous food in the west, and the more we eat dumplings, the more we eat. โ
Packing up his things, Pang Jun took Yang Ping downstairs to a dumpling shop called Defa Chang, hey, there are so many people, the two of them ordered a few dishes, two catties of dumplings, a bottle of Xifeng, and chatted while eating.
Yang Ping probably talked about his own, and Pang Jun was infinitely yearning: "Okay, your glamorous * encounter is really enviable." โ
Yang Ping pursed his lips, dipped a dumpling in vinegar and spicy seeds, and stuffed it in his mouth, vaguely: "You'd better not have it, you really can't understand the sadness and pain here, alas, a handful of bitter tears...... Who understands the taste......"
Pang Jun poured Yang Ping a glass of wine: "Come on, let's go, anyway, you can't be sorry for Abu and sister-in-law." โ
Yang Ping rolled his eyes, took a sip, and looked at Casio: "It's only seven o'clock, accompany me to the train station in a while." To see if there was a ticket for the night, I got on the bus and went to sleep, and when I woke up, I was home. โ
"That's not good, it's hard to come here, so you have to stay for two days, I'll treat you well and go around the ancient city." Pang Jun continued to pour wine and objected.
Yang Ping shook his head: "I've been out for too long this time, and I'm very homesick." Let's just see it, do you still want to invite me to see the wind and moon in the ancient city? โ
Pang Jun smiled obscenely: "I really have this plan, let's go take a bath after eating, hehe." โ
Yang Ping pouted: "Forget it, I'm not interested." That's it, why should the sun and the moon be busy at this time. โ
Yang Ping slept on the train at night. By the time he opened his eyes, the conductor had already come to collect the supplies. After he washed up, the train had already entered the JC realm.
The smell of air pollution in my hometown is so kind, and this guy silently muttered on the platform: "I, Hu Hansan, are back again......"
Yang Ping took a taxi and went home directly, and Hailan and Stinky Bao were still asleep. The house was full of stinky toys, books, and stinky socks. Anyway, if you sleep well and are in good spirits, then be a coolie.
By the time Hailan and Stinky Treasure got up, the windows in the house were already bright and clean, and the room was full of fragrance, and breakfast had already been prepared.
When Stinky Bao saw his father, he was very happy: "Dad, you're back." Where will I be taken today? โ
Hailan washed her face and grabbed the stinky treasure: "Wash your face, brush your teeth, eat breakfast, what are you playing?!" Go ahead and make up your homework. โ
Yang Ping wiped his hands and asked with a smile: "Is the winter vacation homework much worse?" Or I'll write something for him. โ
Hyland rolled her eyes: "You are such a father?" You also do homework for him, why don't you go to school for him. โ
"That's the part of the stinky baby bathing homework?" Yang Ping gave Hailan and Stinky Baosheng two bowls of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork.
Hailan sat at the dining table, smelled the fragrance of the pie, and was very satisfied: "It's a diary, who remembers the weather every day." I'm going to work tomorrow, and you stare at him writing. โ
Yang Ping suspected that Hailan was stupid watching the series, and this little question was so worrying: "You don't know how to check the weather trend in the past two months when you hold the ipad every day?" Does watching a series affect IQ? โ
Hailan thought about it and smiled: "I really didn't expect it, this pie is so fragrant, dead noodles?" โ
Yang Ping nodded: "I want to come to the face, where is the time." In the morning, I took Stinky Bao to Jasper Garden, didn't you go to Sister Lu's house to pay New Year's greetings? โ
"I called, people were busy, I didn't let me go, I can see you tomorrow." Hyland disagreed.
"Have you contacted Xiao Linzi?" Yang Ping has no details.
Hailan took a sip of porridge and nodded: "I came to our house to pay New Year's greetings, and I brought a lot of things, and I told him what we meant." Xiao Lin still wants to cooperate with us, and I think his girlfriend is willing to go it alone. โ
Yang Ping pondered: "I'll ask, if it doesn't work, let Yang Dezhi do it, don't worry about that." "Yang Dezhi is Yang Ping's cousin, one round younger than Yang Ping, he is very honest, and he has been working for others.
Hailan nodded and complained: "You said it earlier, you look at the white hair in my heart." โ
Yang Ping knew that what Hailan did was three minutes hot, very similar to himself, wasn't it a family that didn't enter the door, Lehe: "Then do it, I have to hurry up and leave my relatives in the past two days to pay a farewell to my old age." โ
"Stinky Treasure and I have walked through for you." Hailan has been moving around with her parents-in-law a lot these days, and Stinky Bao has earned money for many years.
Stinky Bao came over and sat down, looking at the fragrant breakfast happily: "Dad, I don't have anything to eat when you're not there, it's milk, fried eggs, and baked buns every morning," he took a bite of the pie and smiled, "It's delicious." โ
The family ate breakfast happily, and Yang Ping didn't mention how beautiful it was: "Hehe, if you like it, your mother's breakfast is also good, and the nutrition is balanced......"
Hailan pinched Stinky Bao's face: "It's good to eat some, what's nonsense." โ
Stinky treasure doesn't matter, Xili snores and eats, looking fragrant.
In the morning, the family of three went to Yang Ping's parents' house, and it happened that the elder brother's family was also there. Yang Ping was really offended this time, Fu Jin pulled Hailan and didn't let her do anything, and the lunch was all handled by Yang Ping and the two brothers. Yang Ping gave Fu Jin a squirt at the slightest opinion. Seeing Ding Mei covering her mouth and laughing, Yang Chengrui shook her head.
The two children also felt that the atmosphere was weird, and they sneaked out with Tony to play.
Yang Ping came back under the pretext of catching the two children, went downstairs, found a gazebo where no one was, and called Abu to report his safety: "Abu, I'm home." This time I forgot about the business, and the paper gold you bought can be sold. And I don't have time to pay you back, I'll call your account at night. โ
Abu was organizing a meeting at the middle level, and he agreed to hang up the phone without saying much.
Yang Ping squatted on the steps and lit a cigarette, it was time to tell Gu Jing that he was back. (To be continued......)