This time, it was not only Tang Yulan who came to pick them up at the airport, but Jiang Shiyun and Lu Changlin also came.
Originally, Jiang Shiyi also wanted to come, but she had to stay at home to take care of the children and really couldn't get away.
Jiang Fuguo and Shen Wanqing were both busy setting up a factory in the south. It was so busy there that they had no time to come back to pick up Jiang Shixun.
After they left, only Tang Yulan and Jiang Shiyi were left at home. Jiang Shian was still a child, so how could they let him stay home alone to look after the child?
Jiang Zhiwen and Jiang Zhiyan are now over three years old and are about to turn four. They are at the age when they love to run and make noises. They are very lively all day long and always like to pester others to ask where Jiang Shixun and Jiang Ziziying are.
Today, Jiang Shixun and Jiang Zhiying returned from Vulture Country. When they knew about it, they wanted to come to the airport together to pick them up, but there were too many people at the airport. Tang Yulan and Jiang Shiyi were not at ease letting them come to the airport, fearing that there might be human traffickers.
One of the two adults, Tang Yulan and Jiang Shiyi, must stay at home. Jiang Shiyi knew that Tang Yulan missed him very much, so she took the initiative to suggest that she stay at home.
After Jiang Shiyun and Lu Changlin found out, they were worried about Tang Yulan coming to the airport to pick her up alone, so they came along too.
After Jiang Shixun finished talking to Tang Yulan, he walked over and saw them.
The two sides smiled at each other and felt the long-lost intimacy.
Lu Changlin took the initiative to say, "There are too many people here, it's messy, it's not a place to talk. I borrowed a car from someone, and it's parked outside. Let's go back first."
Jiang Shixun nodded. After what happened just now, he didn't want to stay at the airport at all.
Lu Changlin borrowed a jeep, and some people walked outside and got into the car one after another.
As soon as they sat down, Tang Yulan couldn't wait to pull Jiang Shixun over and ask, "Brother Jiang, what happened? Is there really a bomb?"
Jiang Shixun sighed: "Actually, I don't know what happened, but something bad must have been found on the plane I was on.
This matter is probably not simple, but it should have nothing to do with us. Just keep it in mind and don't spread it outside."
The others nodded cautiously. They all knew that this kind of thing was confidential and could not be spread around.
Tang Yulan asked nervously, "Could it be the spies again?"
Jiang Shixun shook his head, thinking of the chaos that had occurred at the Vulture Country Airport before, and guessed: "It should be dangerous elements from abroad, but their target is definitely not me and Zhuzhu."
Not long after Xiao Yan returned to China, he personally visited them and specially invited them to visit the Xiao family, saying that he wanted to thank them for taking care of Xiao Lin and not letting the child suffer more.
Jiang Shixun is not a saint, so he is naturally happy to establish friendship with the Xiao family.
After that visit, Xiao Yan asked him about the rejuvenation pill, saying that he wanted to buy it.
Jiang Shixun wanted to give him one, but Xiao Yan insisted on paying for it. He didn't want to ask for too much, so he asked Xiao Yan to try the medicine first to see if it worked.
Later, the old lady of the Xiao family took the medicine and her health improved a lot. The Xiao family was very happy. Xiao Yan bought ten more pills from him and gave him a total of 11,000 yuan, which was definitely a generous amount.
They also formed a good friendship because of this.
When Xiao Yan learned that he was going to study abroad in Vulture Country, he reminded him to keep a low profile and not to attract attention, and also told him about the threatening letter.
So in the past two years since he went abroad, he has been very low-key.
Jiang Shixun didn't think those people would target a small person like him.
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