The day to go home has finally arrived.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue got up early in the morning. The latter tidied up the house, while the former cooked. They each had something to do.

After breakfast, the two of them loaded the gifts and daily necessities they were taking home into the car.

Because they had too much stuff, plus two pets, they discussed it and decided to drive back to Chengdu.

It only takes about ten hours to drive from Shanghai to Chengdu, so it's not too far.

The cat and dog seemed quite excited, knowing they were about to leave. The little yellow cat wagged its tail, while the tabby cat sat still, maintaining its aloof demeanor.

By the time everything was taken care of, it was already dawn.

Chu Fang looked up at Zhong Tingyue, who was wearing a beige down jacket that reached her knees, with a soft fur trim around the edge of the hood, adding to her gentleness and cuteness.

She paired the outfit with black skinny jeans, which accentuated her long legs, making her look slimmer and more energetic. She completed the look with a pair of fleece-lined brown snow boots, exuding elegance and sophistication.

"Ms. Zhong, hello beautiful lady."

“That’s right!” Zhong Tingyue raised her chin, a hint of smugness appearing on her usually cool face.

The two then left the house, closed the door, and went to the underground parking lot. Zhong Tingyue sat in the driver's seat, while Chu Fang let her drive.

Although Ms. Zhong had a difficult time learning to drive, she became a skilled driver (not just in a literal sense).

During her last RV road trip, Zhong Tingyue drove almost 80% of the route.

This also illustrates that nothing in the world is difficult; the inability to do something simply means not having tried.

The same applies to learning to drive and cooking. If you can't do it, it's simply because you're avoiding it or don't want to do it.

Of course, if a girl doesn't reply to your messages for an hour, you'll know that she's really not interested in you.

Don't you see, even football commentators are talking on the phone with their girlfriends while they're commentating?

Zhong Tingyue drove away from the Tanhua residential area. As soon as she stepped out, she saw the security guard twirling a red-tasseled spear, his movements skillful and impressive.

It is understood that this old man had served in the army and participated in several founding battles, possessing extraordinary martial prowess.

Chu Fang wondered, "You're so capable, how come you're still being bullied by your sister-in-law?"

I didn't understand it, but I was deeply shocked.

"Grandpa!" Chu Fang craned his neck and shouted loudly.

"Flying Swallow Soars Through the Sky!" The security guard brandished his red-tasseled spear, the tip pointing directly at Chu Fang. "Boy, prepare to die!"

Chu Fang: "... ..., Grandpa, we're going back to our hometown for the New Year."

"Oh," the security guard replied indifferently, sheathing his red-tasseled spear.

Chu Fang lowered his voice and asked with a shifty look in his eyes, "Want a cigarette, sir?"

The security guard's face hardened: "You little brat, trying to mess with me again?"

"It's almost Chinese New Year, and I figured you'd be uncomfortable without cigarettes. So, considering our years of friendship, I'll give you a few packs of 'Huazi' as a New Year's gift."

The security guard was old and suffered from many ailments. His doctor advised him to smoke less, while his wife strictly controlled his smoking habits.

A faint smile appeared on Zhong Tingyue's face.

It's a reversal of the Heavenly Gang!

The security guard didn't care about the so-called "lucky money," but when he heard that he was going to be given a few packs of cigarettes, his cloudy eyes lit up.

Chu Fang tossed a cigarette to the other man, then closed the window, and the car disappeared.

The security guard frowned slightly as he gazed in the direction the car had disappeared. "Why was that kid so agreeable today?"

Where did you get these cigarettes?

"None of your business..." the security guard blurted out, but halfway through his sentence, he smiled sheepishly and turned around, saying, "Wife, when did you arrive? How come I didn't know?"

"Where did you get this cigarette?" the old woman asked coldly.

"Um... someone else left it with me temporarily."

"Bullshit!" Upon hearing this, the old woman put her hands on her hips. "Xiao Chu already told me that you secretly stole some money to buy a pack of cigarettes. You still want to deny it?"

Security guard: "%$#@... ..."

At this moment, he had the urge to kill Chu Fang.

So this is a case of entrapment!

He even thought Chu Fang had a conscience.

Unexpectedly, it's that same damned bastard again!

... ...

"Hahaha... ..."

Chu Fang kicked his legs forward and laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

Grandpa, you are no longer the same grandpa, and I am no longer the same person I used to be!

The bridges you've crossed and the rice you've eaten are still no match for my great wisdom.

Grandpa, you're out of date. The world belongs to the young!

As Zhong Tingyue drove, she glanced at the man beside her who had mastered the art of being shameless to the extreme: "You're so mean!"

“Wrong!” Chu Fang said earnestly, “What I did was good!”

Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."

The car followed the flow of traffic toward the highway, and after passing the checkpoint, it was on the highway.

With the Lunar New Year approaching, highways are congested with traffic.

Zhong Tingyue drove, while Chu Fang relaxed and enjoyed himself, sometimes turning on the karaoke mode to sing a song, sometimes snacking, sometimes playing games...

Zhong Tingyue felt like she hadn't gotten a boyfriend, but rather like she was still a child.

The highway was full of cars heading home, which naturally caused a traffic jam, making it completely impassable.

"Oh dear!" Chu Fang opened the sunroof, looked at the endless line of cars, and asked, "What should we do about Ms. Zhong?"

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes: "Whatever!"

What can she do?

Chu Fang: "I told you flying was better, but you insisted on driving."

"I checked, and the shipping cost is very expensive."

The shipping cost for those gifts and the two pets would be at least several thousand yuan, and airfares during the Chinese New Year are also extremely high.

Do I need money?

"Save money wherever possible."

Chu Fang: "..."

If you're so frugal, how am I supposed to spend all my money?

I thought it was just a temporary traffic jam, but it turned out to be a two-hour traffic jam with the car not moving an inch.

I heard there was a car accident ahead, a three-car pileup, but no one was injured or killed. Traffic and road administration are clearing the road.

All Chu Fang could say was that the Spring Festival was blessed by the gods.

They're still alive?!