Zhen Yuan stayed for lunch.

Lunch was unusually hearty and delicious.

Dad is gentle and kind, Aunt Mi is gentle and peaceful, and Mama Zhang, who treats the little spicy chicken differently, still only has the little spicy chicken in her eyes.

After 7 months, everything in Zhenyuan still maintains the original appearance. It's okay, the little spicy chicken also maintains its original image.

After dinner, the discussion lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon, and on the grounds of "going home to accompany my mother", Wang Zhifeng said goodbye. Dad Wang Chen didn't keep it and sent a driver to send him off.

"He was just arrogant at first, but now he is arrogant. The famous school Harvard really has a halo. Wang Chengyou squeezed his eyebrows and said to his mother Mi Zhi.

Mi Zhi doted on his white son, and said angrily: "What arrogance, arrogance, I see that he has grown older than you for more than half a year." Look at you, how different you are from your junior year of high school! ”

Wang Chengyou yawned absent-mindedly: "What do I put at home!" ”

Mi Zhi thought, yes, the king is still a guest in Zhenyuan after all, and no one knows what he looks like in his own home. Seeing that her husband Wang Chen sent his eldest son back, he stopped talking about the topic just now.

According to tradition, tomorrow is the day when Michel returns to her parents' home. Wang Chen, an uncle with an extraordinary status, can't get around the tradition, and will accompany Mi Zhi and Chengyou to his father-in-law's house at that time.

Yan Song, a modern person who only said bitter haha, had lunch, said goodbye to Mo Yan, and began the long journey home. I wanted to beg or hire a Lingang driver who brought him back with a lot of money, but I didn't expect to receive an unexpected surprise.

The Shanghai classmate who delivered Mo Yan's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner yesterday came to deliver food again today. It just so happens that the same student lives in the city, so you can bring him back!

Mini Cooper stopped at the school gate, and Zheng Shuguang grabbed his brother Zheng Shuxin, who was about to lift his foot in the car: "Don't go down." ”

"Isn't that rude?"

"Okay, you go down and don't talk."

"It's still rude."

"Okay, okay, don't always talk around Mo Yan."

Zheng Shuxin frowned and glanced at his brother, very unhappy. I don't understand, isn't it just borrowing someone else's car to drive during the winter vacation, as for taking the owner's words seriously so meticulously?

However, out of fear of his brother, he still carried it out.

Zheng Shuguang's delivery of food today was just a temporary excuse to cover up the actual purpose of picking up people, so what was delivered was not rice, but a bunch of snacks bought casually in the supermarket. Fortunately, there is a dust bag, and if you don't open it in public, it won't reveal the stuffing immediately.

Gave food to Mo Yan on official business, said a few polite words, got in the car and picked the steering wheel and left. Of course, the middle-aged man was connected.

The middle-aged man kept inquiring about his relationship with Mo Yan on the road, and in order to cover up the truth, Zheng Shuguang pretended to be his brother Zheng Shuxin, and dealt with it indiscriminately in the name of the class leader's concern for his classmates.

Zheng Shuguang did a good deed, and sent Yan Song to the train station in one breath before waving goodbye.

Yan Song bought a ticket to go home, and it was already 8 o'clock in the evening when he got home.

There are a lot of gift boxes with gorgeous packaging at home, which are thought to be New Year's gifts from Mo Jielian's best friend's mother.

Send a message to Mo Jielian saying that he has arrived home. Mo Jielian returned, and she went home 2 hours later.

A farewell is just a day and a night, and both of them seem to have a lot to say.

After the first day of the new year, after the node of "New Year", the days are getting smoother and smoother day by day, the sun rises and sets, and the seventh day of the new year has arrived. Statutory holidays also come to an end.

Mo Jielian finally ushered in the three-day rest she had been longing for.

On the first day, I went to my mother's house, and I saw the Xixi who I would see from time to time and the rare old Mr. Tang. This time is different from the past, Mo Jielian went with Yan Song, a long-term worker. Seeing that Mo Jielian finally ushered in her happiness, her mother was about to burst into tears for her.

The next day I went to Shanghai to see my daughter. This time, I still brought the long-term worker, and the long-term worker gained experience, and the two of them drove there. The food in the trunk was enough for Mo Yan to eat for a month.

On the third day, I was reluctant to say goodbye to my daughter, wiped my tears and left Lingang with Changgong.

Looking at the thin little man in the empty campus, Mo Jielian, who was sitting in the car, simply cried loudly.

"Okay, why are you crying?"

"I feel sorry for her."

"She knew what she wanted, and that's why she worked so hard. That's a good thing. ”

"Woo, I know, I just feel sorry for her."

When Mo Jielian returned home with an insoluble worry, she saw a pile of gifts at the door, looking at the packaging of each value, and wondering who was so bold (obviously not a mother, because the two had just met two days ago), a driver-like person walked over from the vent.

It turned out that it was Mrs. Wen, the mother of the writer, who came to visit, and because she didn't meet her, she sent the driver to stay and give gifts.

"Oops, I'm really embarrassed, I was in a hurry, I was so busy going to Shanghai to see my daughter, I forgot to tell Sister Wen. I should have visited Sister Wen. The tired driver's eldest brother replied, and on the next holiday, I will definitely come to thank you. ”

The driver was very happy to be able to talk back, and the two sides politely gave in to one or two, and the driver refused to enter the house anyway, and the two sides quickly said goodbye.

The driver took the elevator, quickly reached the first floor, walked to a car, and after getting into the car, respectfully said to Xiao Tang, who was waiting in the back seat: "That's right, she went to Shanghai." said that he went to see his daughter. ”

The writer was silent, for a long time, and said "um" meaninglessly.

After a while, he said, "Let's go." ”

The Qingfeng Interior Design Company under his name is still there, but it has been split and given away, and 49% of the shares have been given away. Although the shareholders together are not enough to shake his right to speak, the high dividends are enough to motivate the veterans to do it seriously.

Qingfeng still maintains the original small but fine scale, and has made a lot of reputation in the route of boutique design.

However, his personal focus has been completely shifted to the headquarters of Sifa Group. Mr. Tang personally told him that after another year or two of supporting him, he would be ready to take a back seat.

He will become an out-and-out golden single president.

Many people saw the signs and tried to get married, but he always felt that there was a lack of interest. In his heart, there is still a person living.

That person was the one he saw when he was unknown and had no hope of inheritance, and he was originally brewing a cultivation plan, but he never thought that the little rival who was not optimistic about him in the past was more tricky than he imagined.

Playing with a painted compass - that was the only thing Mo Yan left behind when he was in Qingfeng's internship, the compass was tiptoe but not sharp, he thought about his thoughts, and unconsciously pressed the compass foot on his fingers.

Thinking of the little 3 love and 3 enemies looking at him obliquely with that piercing eye, thinking of the little 3 love and 3 enemies driving a jet ski and holding Mo Yan's hand and asking her to circle his waist, I thought of ......

"Ahh The writer screamed briefly.