Jiang Zhengyuan had been waiting for Yang Ping to enter Beijing, and he wanted to call last night, but considering that he had just returned home, he should have reunited his family for a day, so he couldn't help but bother.

After a night, Yang Ping hadn't called yet, Jiang Zhengyuan was not calm, he endured it for a day, and a group of experts around him looked at him blankly, and finally called: "Xiao Yang, are you going to come here to order something?" ”

"Oh, Director Jiang, I also just arrived, I originally arrived last night, but I encountered a car accident on the way, and I helped save people." Yang Ping probably explained the reason for the delay yesterday, made a gesture to Chen Bentang and apologized, and walked out, "I only arrived in the afternoon, and I haven't eaten yet." ”

Director Jiang was embarrassed, so he still fought for it: "This ...... Xiao Yang, why don't I send a staff member to pick it up? Or do I come by myself, convenient? ”

Yang Ping didn't want his family to know a lot of things, so as not to worry and couldn't help much, not to mention that there was Chen Bentang's father and daughter at home, so he had to avoid it: "Alas, I'll send it over." ”

The history museum is indeed not far away, and it is only about ten minutes walk, but that box of rare books cannot be carried there. Yang Ping said to his family and Chen Bentang's father and daughter: "I'll go do something and come back soon, if you are delayed, you will eat first, don't wait for me." ”

Chen Wen still wanted to follow, but was glared at by Chen Bentang, honest.

Fu Jin took a T-shirt for his son and complained: "I can't even eat an Ansheng meal, what a career have you done, change your clothes and go again, live in such a big yard, and wear an old man's shirt to go out to make people laugh." ”

Yang Ping touched the back of his head and smiled happily: "Mom, what's this." How comfortable how to come. What if one day we go to Europe to live in a castle and wear a suit and bow tie every day? ”

"You just let the child go." Yang Chengrui added tea to Chen Bentang, "Xiao Chen, you're welcome, just go to your own home." ”

Chen Wen introduced to Ding Mei the benefits and true value of the titanium crystal pendant that Lei Lei bought, and Ding Mei was so shocked that she didn't know how to take this exquisite Pixiu.

Lei Lei held a bunch of small pendants to show: "This is a stinky treasure, this is the second mother's, this is grandma's." It's grandpa's, huh...... This is Yang Jin's ...... Everyone has it, a total of five hundred, it's just too expensive. ”

Chen Wen covered her mouth and smiled, you stupid child, a total of five hundred? A hundred and five hundred are not enough.

The table was full of dishes, and Yang Bin wiped his hands and greeted: "Come, everyone come to the table, try my craftsmanship, Yang Ping." I'll leave you some to eat when you come back. ”

Yang Ping thought about it: "Brother, why don't you go with me." It's right in the square, and you have to go around a big circle by car. ”

"Okay, then I'll wash and change my clothes."

"Wenwen, Brother Chen, you have a good taste of my brother's craftsmanship," Yang Ping beckoned everyone to the table, "You will stay at home these days, don't go out to live in a hotel." ”

"Then we're welcome."

"You're welcome, then you eat, I'll tidy things up." Yang Ping took out a roll of tape and went to the back cover room.

He put the brocade box containing ink ingots into the cardboard box of rare books and repacked them, and used duct tape to draw two handles, just one of them on one side.

As soon as the brothers walked out of the door with the suitcase, they saw an Audi slowly parked by the door.

"Huh?" Gu Jing got out of the car and wondered, "Brother, Yang Ping, are you going out?" ”

Yang Ping put down the box, went over and grabbed Gu Jing's hand and squeezed it: "Let's go out to do something, have you eaten?"

Gu Jing shook her head: "Doing something?" Can I go too? It's only what time it is, how can there be such an early meal. ”

Xiao Liu ran down in a hurry, grabbed Yang Ping and greeted Yang Bin: "Big brother is good." ”

Yang Bin's face twitched and smiled: "Hehe, hello, hello." ”

Abu parked the car and came with the money from Yangjin, and the two of them folded their hands to greet Yang Bin: "Hello, big brother (Xia Xiang)." ”

"Okay, it's all good......" Yang Bin deeply admired his brother, this sense of balance is not easy to grasp.

"Yang Jin, have you had fun these days? Have you finished your homework? You don't do your homework if you don't have a stinky treasure. "Stinky Bao doesn't love to study, and I don't know how to hand in summer homework to the teacher when school starts.

"Xia Xiang, I've finished my homework early, is the stinky treasure here? What about Lei Lei? ”

"Stinky Bao is in Huhai, Lei Lei is inside, go in and play with him, he also brought you a gift." Yang Ping put his arm around Yang Jin's little shoulders and asked Abu, "Abu, my brother's private dishes, you go over and eat together, and we'll come back as much as we can." ”

Abu Bai glanced at it: "Yesterday caused us to wait all night, worried about death, come back early." Gu Jing, don't make a mess with it. ”

Yang Ping nodded and agreed: "Well, you guys are waiting at home, there is something good." ”

Gu Jing was pregnant, so she wanted to get tired of Yang Ping, and pouted to express dissatisfaction: "I'm not unsightly......"

Yang Ping thought about it, and went to go: "Well, why don't you go together?" Anyway, it's not far away. ”

Xiaoliu raised his hand: "Take me, well, and Sister Abu, Yang Jin." ”

"Ok, let's go!"

Then together, a few people talked and laughed out of the alley.

The square is full of tourists from all over the world, tour guides holding small flags to gather group members, many tourists pose heroically and take pictures.

There were two rows of staff standing at the entrance of the museum, and Director Jiang and several experts familiar with Yang Ping were at the front, looking forward to it.

Gu Jing looked at it and wondered: "Is this a group photo?" ”

Isn't that waiting for me? Yang Ping and the elder brother walked over with the box to say hello: "Director Jiang, what about you taking a group photo?" ”

Director Jiang and Li Wenzhe walked two steps quickly to catch up: "What photos to take, I'm waiting for you." ”

Yang Ping put down the carton and stepped forward to shake hands: "Oh, this formation is a bit big." ”

Two staff members pushed a four-wheeled cart, and Li Wenzhe laughed: "You kid, where are the things?" I want to see the ink demon, hurry up. ”

Yang Ping pointed to the box: "Teacher Li, the ink ingots and rare books are all in the box, you should be careful when you move them." This is my brother Li Bin, you have all met these people......" I have to introduce it again, I introduced it last time the foundation was established.

Jiang Zhengyuan and several teachers stepped forward to shake hands one by one, very formally.

Abu quietly twisted Yang Ping: "I don't wear anything formal on this occasion." ”

Jiang Zhengyuan opened the carton first. Probably glance at it. Nodding: "Xiaowen." Move to the car, Xiao Yang, everyone came to greet you at the door, just to express our respect. ”

Li Wenzhe took the lead in applauding, and the two rows of staff wearing black suits also applauded. The movement is not small, attracting the surrounding tourists to stop and watch one by one.

Yang Ping didn't think that a box of ancient books was worth making such a big fuss, and was a little at a loss: "Director Jiang, Teacher Li." Mr. Yin...... You see I'm still wearing an old man's shirt, big pants and sneakers, you don't know how to ......" He hurriedly folded his hands and returned the salute to everyone, "You're polite, what, let's go in first and talk about it." ”

Li Wenzhe nodded: "Let's go to the conference room." ”

Yang Bin was a little apprehensive when he saw this formation, and asked Yang Ping in a low voice: "What's going on?" What's in the box? ”

Yang Ping smiled: "It's just some rare books, Lao Jiang didn't have time to bring the Forbidden City cultural relics to Taiwan." ”

Yang Bin was a little dumbfounded: "You use a broken cardboard box for such a precious thing?" ”

"What's that for?" Yang Ping didn't care, "Go upstairs here, it's fine." It's not uncommon to see too much, and you'll know if we go around more in the past few days. ”

Yang Bin followed thoughtfully.

The staff in the conference room is clearly divided. They all wore white gloves and laid out rare books one by one on the conference table covered with white flannel.

Li Wenzhe, Li Huzhe, Teacher Yin, and several experts sighed around the ink demon.

Jiang Zhengyuan arranged for the staff to serve tea to Yang Ping and his party, threw down a thick file bag, and was busy studying ink ingots.

Yang Ping was happy to be idle, opened the file bag, oh, it's a visa: "Abu, this is yours, Gu Jing's, Xiaoyanagi yours, it's all together, brother, do you want to go to Europe in September?" If you go, you can do it. ”

Yang Bin shook his head: "How can I have that time, I still have to go to work, your private dishes have been ordered for several months, and I don't have time to cook." ”

Several women looked at their visas happily, and Yang Jin's eyes were dumbfounded: "There is no ...... for me"

"You're going to school, with Stinky Bao," Yang Ping was relieved, "I'm going to a new school when school starts, and your mother's energy is really not small." ”

Abu disagreed: "We have a national policy, and arranging this is a trivial matter, so why don't you need it." Hey? What is a red book? Well...... All three of us. ”

There was a red book in each visa, and Abu opened it and was surprised: "Huh? Marriage certificate? Hehe, we're getting married......"

Gu Jing wiped her eyes, incredulous: "Can you have some sincerity?" I didn't have a marriage proposal certificate, I'm married, hehe. ”

Xiaoyanagi got what he wanted, covered the marriage certificate on his chest, and smiled with his eyebrows: "The marriage certificate is no matter how big or small, right?" "What are you thinking about?

Yang Bin was a little stimulated today, took a towel to wipe his sweat, and then crumpled it into a ball and smashed Yang Ping's face: "Do you still have a score?!" Can museums make false certificates? Alas, that's also their specialty......"

Abu, Gu Jing, and Xiaoliu said in unison: "Fake? What do you mean?! ”

Yang Ping sneered: "How is it possible, it can be checked on the Internet." Brother, don't tell our family when you go back, I guess they won't be able to accept it for a while. ”

Yang Bin was not angry, but the man's family accepted Cheng Dù a little higher for such a thing: "Why do you explain it to Hailan?" Doesn't this make our two families enemies? It's a shame that Liao Bo is so good to you. ”

Yang Ping was discouraged: "This is a special case, hehe, I am the only one who is legal in the country, I will try to make up for it, so what should I do?" Are you dissatisfied with these brothers-in-law? "This guy diverts fire.

Gu Jing threw out a bomb at the right time, stroking her flat belly with a happy face: "Big brother, I have a baby, don't you like your little nephew?" This trip to Switzerland is to get married, and we really want to get your blessing. ”

Yang Bin is scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, this Nima is too far away from real life! There is no such scene in the TV series, how can you accept it? He grabbed Vajra Bodhi and rubbed it fiercely: "I like it, uh, it must be blessed...... Alas, why are you suffering......"

Abu had seen Yang Bin when he was in school, and he was familiar with it, and he didn't see it: "Brother, we are all voluntary, people have more than 30,000 days in a lifetime, and we can only live for ourselves for 10,000 days, if we don't grasp our own happiness, we will be old......" His eyes were red as he spoke.

Yang Jin hugged her grandmother and wiped her distressedly: "Grandma, don't you cry......"

Xiao Liu stroked the marriage certificate and smiled at Yang Bin: "Big brother, we all have our own lives, and we won't fight with Sister Hailan or anything, maybe, maybe she won't know about it for the rest of her life." But ......"

Everyone was waiting for her next step, and Koyanagi took a deep breath: "But the marriage proposal is still necessary!" "This thinking doesn't grasp the point at all.

Abu sniffed and hugged Yang Jin tightly: "Yang Jin, you can call Xia Xiangla Abba in the future." ”

Yang Jin was surprised: "Really? ”

Yang Ping's spine trembled, as if the responsibility was greater. (To be continued......)