On the day Yu You and her parents went out to sea, the whole family transmigrated to the 1970s. And they were a family of cannon fodder!
Yu You's predecessor was even designed by her cous...
In the evening, Beijing Airport.
A large passenger plane roared past, its model painted black. It circled a few times and then slowly landed on the apron.
Several people waiting on the side stepped forward and checked the various parts of the aircraft.
The door of the passenger plane slowly opened and a middle-aged couple walked out together.
Ying Kui put away his pocket watch and walked quickly forward.
"I never thought my parents were so brave that they even tested the phone themselves just to come and see me."
It was Ying Kui's parents who came out. Ying's father looked back at the huge creature with a face full of relief.
"If we don't even dare to take the plane, then the plane will never take to the sky."
"This Jiangxi machine is well made and has been running smoothly all the way. I believe it will be put into mass production soon to make up for the shortcomings of air transportation."
"You always talk about work and politics wherever you go." Ying's mother scolded him, looking at Ying Kui from head to toe. "You've grown up. It seems the roast duck in Jing City is pretty good. No wonder you didn't even go home but came here."
Hearing the reproach in his mother's words, Ying Kui could only pretend to be stupid and foolish to make his mother smile.
"I just want to stay stable in China. I just happen to have a decent job in Beijing."
"I won't go out anymore. I'll stay in the country with you guys."
"Sly guy, doesn't Jinling have any job for you? Why do you insist on coming to Jing City? I think you are deliberately avoiding us and don't want us to urge you to get married."
Ying's mother sighed, "If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have let you go abroad. You've picked up all these weird ideas, and you don't even report that you're safe or find a partner. Your father and I are so worried."
Ying's parents have traditional ideas. Ever since Ying Kui turned 30, the unchanging topic has been urging him to get married.
The standards were extremely high at the beginning, but gradually changed to allowing Chinese citizens to be accepted. In the end, it was even said that it would be fine even if Ying Kui married a foreign woman.
Unfortunately, Ying Kui has always been single, and even when he returned to his hometown in Jinling, no matchmaker was willing to introduce him to a girl.
After finally returning to China, Ying's mother seized every opportunity.
Ying Kui couldn't resist and quickly said he would treat his parents to roast duck.
"Is there no duck to eat in Jinling? Your mother and I have been running around all day. Let's go to your place and rest for a day before we talk."
Ying's father glanced at his son with disappointment.
He is a bad boy after all, he doesn't know how to feel sorry for others.
Ying Kui was about to open his mouth to refuse, but when he saw Ying's father's unyielding look, he sighed in his heart.
He tried his best and hoped his parents wouldn't be scared.
The reserve airport was not far from a small building in the suburbs. Ying Kui drove into the courtyard without any obstruction.
When the thousands of men and women heard the noise, they opened the door to greet them and happened to meet Ying's parents.
Through the huge French window in the side hall, Ying's mother saw at a glance the woman who was practicing martial arts with the help of a bar.
She has a slender figure, a pretty face, and when she moves, she looks like an elegant swan.
Her son actually started playing the game of keeping a mistress in a golden house!
"Uncle Wan, Aunt Wan, these are my parents. They came to Jing City to see me."
Ying Kui introduced the two parties to each other:
"Dad, Mom, this is what you and I talked about. My partner, Wan Jingjing's parents, had some trouble recently, so I arranged for them to stay out of the spotlight here."
Ying's father was naturally calm and composed.
"Nice to meet you."
"I've heard a lot about you."
The men began to exchange polite greetings, and Ying's mother took the opportunity to pull Ying Kui aside.
She slapped Ying Kui on the back.
"You're going to die, and you brought a girl home like this without even telling your family. That's so disrespectful!"
Ying's mother mistakenly thought that Ying Kui was playing the role of a playboy, and that he was harming his childhood sweetheart. Her eyes were full of anger.
Unexpectedly, Ying Kui said with a bitter face: "Mom, have you ever thought that your son's revolution has not yet succeeded?"
You've brought the person home but still haven't succeeded?
"What's going on? Tell Mom honestly. If you still dare to hide it, I'll make your Dad never forgive you!"
"Wan Jingjing already had a partner before I went abroad to compete, and then..."
During the years they were apart, Wan Jingjing's life seemed very long, but Ying Kui could summarize it in just a few words.
It only takes one irreversible accident to go from happiness to misfortune.
Ying's mother covered her mouth, unable to digest it.
She had seen Wan Jingjing when she was young, and now she was even more beautiful when she grew up.
It is hard to imagine how a girl who strives to improve herself suffered the pain of separation from her family at such a young age.
By the time Ying Kui finished speaking, Wan Jingjing had already noticed the commotion outside. She was shocked for a few seconds before she reacted.
"Uncle Ying, Aunt Ying."
"Jingjing, it's been a long time since we last met." Ying's mother smiled happily when she heard this.
Ying Kui secretly smacked his lips.
I was so mean to him just now, and now my back is still burning with pain.
The transformation of a living mother.
Ying's mother held Wan Jingjing's hand tightly, feeling very emotional. She had liked Wan Jingjing very much before, but it was too bad that Ying Kui was just not smart at all.
Now, the girl is suffering so much.
How ignorant.
"Auntie came here in a hurry and brought nothing with her. Take this bracelet."
Ying's mother took the opportunity to take off the bracelet on Wan Jingjing's hand, and Wan Jingjing was flattered.
No reward without merit, not to mention that the bracelet looks very valuable.
Wan's parents were also shocked and quickly said that it was not possible.
"Yes, yes. Ying Kui and Jing Jing have been partners for so many years. Since we are no longer in Beijing, this kid must have come to your house for free meals and probably caused trouble everywhere."
"We've been parents for so many years and haven't done much to show our support. Let's make up for it today."
Ying's father watched from the side, looking at the bracelet on her wrist that had been passed down from her grandmother, and silently looked at Ying Kui.
What are these mother and son doing?
The two sides were in a stalemate. Ying Kui came to his senses and pressed down Ying Mu's hand.
"mom."
"You scared Jingjing."
He was so strong that he grabbed Ying's mother's hand, gave her a wry smile, and pleaded silently:
Comrades still need to work hard, but mom, please don’t make things worse!
"Your mother is right. You should show some appreciation for their care over the years. Don't be impolite."
"These bracelets are a pair. Find some time to invite Jingjing and her parents to visit Jinling, and you can formally give her the gift."
Ying's father made the final decision. It was hard to refuse his kindness, and it would be pretentious to refuse.
Wan Jingjing had no choice but to agree, and changed the subject:
"Uncle and aunt haven't been to Jing City for a long time. I'm off tomorrow, so I'll take you around Jing City."
"Yes, yes, Jingjing is right. We'll treat you and take you out for some fun."
The two sides reached a consensus, and the subtle and awkward atmosphere was finally resolved. Wan's mother didn't know that Ying's family was coming, so she went to the kitchen to add more dishes.
Ying's mother stood up and stepped forward to help, and Ying Kui finally took the opportunity to talk to Wan Jingjing alone.
"They insisted on coming. I tried to stop them, but failed."
As for how much effort he used, only he himself knows.