Finally, on the evening of the 29th, they arrived in Yanjing, where a young man was already waiting outside.

"Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Yingjie, come over here." Huo Yingjun quickly greeted his second uncle's family as they came out of the train station.

"Handsome, it's your turn to pick me up today!" Wei Zhekun laughed. "How are your grandparents doing?"

"Grandpa and Grandma are in good health." Huo Yingjun said as he took the luggage from Jiang Lifang. "Second Aunt, let me take it."

Jiang Lifang didn't stand on ceremony with Huo Yingjun and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble Yingjun."

"What are you saying, Auntie! When Uncle and Auntie come back, can't I, as their nephew, come to pick them up?" Huo Yingjun said. "It's cold outside, let's go back quickly."

Although Huo Yingjun didn't speak to Huo Yingjie, he patted Huo Yingjie on the shoulder twice.

Huo Yingjun drove over without a driver, so there were four of them who could sit down. All their luggage was put in the trunk.

As Huo Yingjun drove, he said, "Yingjie, you're really amazing! Ever since you started working, Grandpa and my dad have been praising you all the time. It's to the point that I, a promising young man, feel a lot of pressure in front of them!"

"Hehe, you're just bragging," Huo Yingjie said. "I've only been at the weapons research institute for less than half a year, and I haven't achieved anything yet. I don't deserve your praise, Grandpa and Uncle."

“I don’t know what you’ve accomplished. My mom and I have asked you several times, but they just won’t tell me,” Huo Yingjun said. “They won’t tell me at home either, probably because it involves classified information. You know what kind of person Grandpa is; if you don’t have good grades, he will never praise you.”

Hearing this, Jiang Lifang was delighted. Who wouldn't be happy to have their son praised?

“Yingjie is still young and shouldn’t be arrogant. Zhekun, go back and tell your father not to praise Yingjie everywhere,” Jiang Lifang said. “Besides, he’s just started working, and he has a long road ahead of him!”

“That’s true. If they’re all bragging now, it’ll be a disgrace if Yingjie can’t deliver results in the future,” Huo Zhekun said, though his expression was one of genuine pride.

Huo Yingjun smiled and said, "Second Uncle, Second Aunt, how could we dare to say such things outside? We're just saying it among our own family."

"Big brother, how's your work going?" Huo Yingjie asked. He couldn't let his older brother praise him all the time, so he asked some questions to divert his brother's and parents' attention.

Huo Yingjun glanced meaningfully at his younger brother, who had always followed him around since childhood. He had grown up, and his achievements had even reached the ears of that person. The Huo family's ability to weather repeated setbacks was largely due to his brother's foresight and accomplishments.

If it weren't for his younger brother, the Huo family would probably have been tottering and teetering on the brink of collapse amidst such chaos.

"My job is alright. You know, as long as the main river is flowing, the tributaries won't dry up. If the Huo family is fine, then I'm fine too. It's just the same old stuff at the research institute in the ministry, nothing major," Huo Yingjun said. As a second-generation official, he went straight into the Ministry of Foreign Affairs after graduating from university, doing some minor tasks. He was usually very careful and didn't dare to relax for a moment. What he said just now was just to reassure the people around him.

When you're in the world, you're not always in control of your own destiny!

The officialdom is a more complex place than the martial arts world; one wrong step and you can be utterly destroyed, or you can kill without shedding blood.

"That's good," Huo Yingjie said. "By the way, did you manage to win over my Huanhuan?"

When his younger brother pressed him about his marriage in front of his elders, even though Huo Yingjun had become thick-skinned after starting work, he was still a little embarrassed and said, "Your sister Huanhuan is in Africa now. I don't know when she'll be back!"

Jiang Lifang smiled and said, "Yingjun, you're interested in Huanhuan, so you'd better work on it. Once a girl gets married and has children, she'll be reluctant to leave home. If you keep letting her go here and there, when will your marriage ever happen?"

"Second Aunt, I want to too, but that girl is even more career-minded than me. If I told her not to go, she probably wouldn't even agree to date me anymore," Huo Yingjun said with a wry smile. He was already twenty-five and also longed for a wife, kids, and a warm bed.

But he just happens to like one kind of workaholic, Zhao Huanhuan, a doctor who organizes and directs medical support wherever she goes.

Huo Yingjie smiled and said, "You're not getting any younger, and neither is Huanhuan. If you get her pregnant when she comes back this time, she probably won't be able to leave."

Upon hearing her son's words, Jiang Lifang paused for a moment, then stretched out her Nine Yin White Bone Claw and pinched Huo Yingjie's ear hard, scolding, "You little rascal, you can't come up with any good ideas, only bad ones. If your sister Huanhuan knew you were giving your brother such advice, let's see if she'll still listen to you?"

Huo Zhekun smiled to himself. Although he also felt that his son's words were a bit inappropriate, it was still a good idea. That Zhao family girl was just too career-oriented, keeping Yingjun hanging on. He was already twenty-five, while other families would have been married and had children long ago.

My father, mother, elder brother, and sister-in-law have been longing to hold their great-grandson for a long time.

"Second Aunt, you know what, what my second brother said makes sense," Huo Yingjun said. "Huanhuan is a year older than me. If she doesn't get married soon, she'll be an old maid. Uncle Zhao also wishes we could get married right now. Even if we go too far, he'll turn a blind eye."

"You brat, your little brother is young and talking nonsense. You actually believe it?" Jiang Lifang scolded. "If a girl doesn't agree to marry you, it means she doesn't think you're reliable enough. If you were good enough and reliable, you wouldn't need to beg; just talking to her would be enough for her to marry you."

Huo Zhekun nodded, deeply agreeing, "Handsome, your second aunt is right. Back then... Ouch, why are you pinching me?"

It's one thing for her son to talk nonsense, after all, he's still young. But this old man next to her is just as nonsensical. If he says it out loud, how will she ever be able to face anyone again?

Huo Yingjie and Huo Yingjun wanted to laugh, but since they were elders, they had to pretend they hadn't heard.

Before long, we finally arrived home.

The Huo family elders were delighted to see their second son and his family arrive. In this day and age, it's a rare and precious time for a family to reunite.

It would be even better if there were a few great-grandchildren, making it four generations living together.

Women usually gather to chat about everyday matters, while men typically discuss current affairs in their studies. Huo Yingjie knew that he was in Nanshi and couldn't be of much help regarding matters in Yanjing, so he could only share his opinions with his grandfather, uncle, and cousin.

Huo Yingjie's previous assessment allowed the Huo family to avoid repeated setbacks, preventing its decline and even leading to an upward trend. (To be continued.)