"Goodbye, Mr. Deng."

Before leaving the station, Wang Qin saw Wen Nian followed by more than a dozen people of all ages, so he waved to her politely, embarrassed to come over and say more.

"Goodbye."

Wen Nian had a good impression of this girl, and her tone was a little more pleasant.

Seeing her like this, Zhuang Lao and the others couldn't help but ask who it was, and Wen Nian repeated the events of the early morning to everyone.

"It's still a well-behaved little girl."

After listening to her story, the three seniors couldn't help but admire, "I don't know which unit she is in?" ”

"I didn't ask about that."

The main thing is that she is not used to inquiring about other people's private affairs.

Wen Nian cautiously took care of his children, took his luggage and followed everyone out of Kyoto Railway Station.

Looking at the hurried footsteps of pedestrians, he took a deep breath and retracted his thoughts: "Sheng'er take the hands of his younger brothers and sisters." ”

"Xinxin, don't run around, don't get separated now that there are many people."

"Qing'er come here, mom will hold you."

Listening to her mother's worried shouts, the sisters couldn't continue to run around, and hurriedly returned to their mother.

"Tired or not, let mom take the things."

Seeing the bags on the children's bodies, Wen Nian was always worried that they were tired of themselves.

"Mom, don't worry, we're not tired."

The three children said in unison, "It's just a change of clothes and books on your back, and you can't get tired." ”

"Cheng'er, you take care of your younger brothers and sisters."

Over there, Liu Yufei was also greeting a few of his children, "Shun'er, don't run around, take care of your cousins and cousins with your brother." ”

"Rui'er, why are you going?"

The three children of the Wen family have no home to promote them, and they are obedient.

The mother shouted to her, they wanted to go, and they went wherever they wanted.

They were in a hurry when they left Kyoto before, and they didn't look closely at the train station.

Now that I'm back, time is not so tight, and my brother and sister want to enjoy the station that Kyoto people talk about.

"Zhengyuan, you still don't care about your children."

Liu Yufei shouted that he couldn't get his children back, so he had to turn his head and shout to Wen Zhengyuan, "There are so many people at the station, what should I do if they get lost?" ”

"It's okay, they're measured."

Wen Zhengyuan's attention was on his sister and her children.

Suddenly, when he heard his wife calling out to himself, the man glanced at the children who were not far away.

Of course, having said that, he walked towards the children anyway.

"Hmph."

Liu Yufei was happy when she saw her husband's action, but she snorted slightly arrogantly on the surface.

Wen Nian couldn't help but laugh secretly when he heard it.

After getting along in the past few days, she feels that her sister-in-law is quite strong.

More than a dozen people, young and old, walked out of the station while talking and laughing.

There are quite a few people standing at the exit of the station.

Wen Nian carried his luggage in one hand and held his youngest son Jiaqing in the other, and looked at Jiasheng and Jiaxin who were holding hands with their younger siblings from time to time.

After making sure they weren't left behind, he looked up at the exit with peace of mind.

"Huh?"

When she raised her eyes, she saw someone holding a sign high in the crowd who picked up the station.

On it, charcoal is written in large letters: "Warmly welcome the famous writer Wen Nian to Beijing to guide the work".

Pick her up?

Wen Nian turned this thought in his heart, and then shook his head funny: It shouldn't be, maybe it's just a coincidence.

Without waiting for her to think about it, she heard Ding Lao pat her on the shoulder and said, "Wen Nian, look, our comrades from the magazine are here to pick you up." ”

Wen Nian looked at Ding Lao in amazement: "How do they know ......?" ”

As soon as the words came out, she figured it out.

There are not a few old people around.

In those days of playing in the county seat, they were afraid that they would have already passed on the news that they were coming to Kyoto.

"You're making a ...... of it"

Thinking about this, Wen Nian didn't know what to say.

(End of chapter)