Chu Yongquan and his wife returned to Chengdu early because they had work to do. With the younger generation of the Chu family gone, the once grand Chu family home fell silent again.
The neighbor next door said to Chu's father, "Your husband has left?"
"Um."
"My family member left too, they had to go to work in a hurry." The neighbor lit a cigarette, sighed, and said with some melancholy, "Sometimes the Spring Festival is like a short dream."
"Children have their own paths; let them forge their own way and create their own future," said Mr. Chu.
"It's tough," the neighbor sighed. "The economy is bad these days, jobs are hard to find, and we're burdened with mortgages. How can we possibly build a career?"
"Not everyone is as outstanding as your Chu Fang, who has a car and a house in Shanghai, and his own company. After he marries Zhong Tingyue, he will bring the two of you to Shanghai so that the whole family can be together. But the vast majority of people are ordinary people who work hard every day just to earn a living."
Chu's father smiled and remained silent.
... ...
While sitting in the taxi, Chu Fang sent a message to Zhong Tingyue, asking her to pick him up at the airport. The latter replied lazily with an "oh".
After the Spring Festival, in order to save on highway tolls, many migrant workers drove away from home early, causing massive traffic jams on the highways.
Fortunately, he had allowed enough time and arrived at the airport within the allotted time.
As a first-class passenger, he quickly passed through security and boarded the plane under the guidance of a personal assistant. Once seated on the plane, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Before takeoff, Chu Fang sent Zhong Tingyue a message to let her know it was time to take off, and then fell asleep.
Central Plains.
Zhong Tingyue was holding a child who couldn't walk, teasing the child's chubby face, which made the child grin.
Yang Meina made faces at the side, which startled the child, who then pouted and burst into tears.
Zhong Tingyue then teased the child, who laughed. Yang Meina then made a funny face, and the child cried.
I laughed, I cried, I laughed, I cried...
Under their guidance, the child went from crying to laughing, a situation that left both the child bewildered and amused.
The mother, unable to bear it any longer, took the child into her arms and glared at the two of them, saying, "That's enough, you two, go have a baby yourselves."
Yang Meina spread her hands: "I would like to, but I don't have a boyfriend. Zhong Tingyue does, so you can let her have a baby."
Zhong Tingyue shrugged, indicating that she would not respond.
"Oh, by the way, where's your boyfriend? I haven't met him yet," the child's mother asked curiously, craning her neck.
Immediately, Zhong Tingyue received a message from Chu Fang informing her that she had boarded the plane. While putting on her clothes, she replied, "You'll see him in a few hours."
"Hey? Where are you going?" Yang Meina asked.
"Go to the airport to pick up Chu Fang."
After saying that, Zhong Tingyue left the house, leaving Yang Meina, the young mother, and the child behind.
The young mother asked, "What kind of man is Chu Fang? How could he make her so infatuated?"
The young mother, named Li Meng, was a neighbor and a good friend of Zhong Tingyue, having grown up together. She naturally knew that Zhong Tingyue had very high standards for her partner, and that someone who could meet those standards must be extraordinary, which piqued her curiosity.
"He's just so-so." Yang Meina waved her hand dismissively, "His looks are passable, he has some money, he's kind, he can cook, and apart from his love of pranks, he's just an ordinary guy."
To this day, Yang Meina still remembers how Chu Fang forced her to eat three steamed buns, so her biggest negative impression of him is that he likes to play pranks.
Li Meng knew Yang Meina's personality; she was an arrogant person who always gave lukewarm reviews of everyone. Hearing such comments only made her more curious about Chu Fang.
... ...
As the plane flew over the Qinling Mountains, the scenery changed dramatically, transforming from lush greenery to a world blanketed in white snow.
The Qinling Mountains single-handedly block the southward movement of cold air, creating a dramatically different landscape.
Chu Fang stretched his neck, widened his eyes, and gazed at the scenery outside.
As a native of Chengdu, he rarely sees snow, but he has a great interest in the white expanse of snow. His earliest memory of snow is the first snowfall of 2008...
After flying for about an hour and a half, the plane landed at the airport.
As Chu Fang stepped off the plane, he felt a bone-chilling coldness envelop him, as if he were in an ice cellar.
He immediately put on his down jacket and wrapped a thick scarf around his neck before he felt a little warmth.
I'd heard about the cold in the Central Plains before, but I never imagined it would be this cold.
This climate is still not suitable for people who grew up in Chengdu.
Chu Fang dragged his suitcase out of the station exit and immediately spotted Zhong Tingyue. It wasn't because he had sharp eyes, but because the woman was too beautiful!
She wore a carefully coordinated winter outfit, with a long white down jacket that reached her thighs. The fine down shimmered softly under the dim light, as pure and flawless as the first snow of winter.
She paired it with slim-fit black jeans, which perfectly accentuated her long legs and contrasted sharply with the white top. The classic black and white color scheme made her look more sophisticated and elegant.
She was wearing a pair of stylish snow boots, looking incredibly fashionable.
Her hair was casually tied into a low ponytail, with a few wisps of hair falling gently across her forehead, adding to her lazy and carefree demeanor.
The men and women around them couldn't help but cast their gazes.
Upon seeing Chu Fang, her delicate face softened slightly. She waved her hand, and a man looked in that direction, revealing himself to be a man.
At that moment, Chu Fang heard the sound of a heart breaking.
Click, click...
"Hehe..." Chu Fang really liked this feeling.
No matter how beautiful Zhong Tingyue is, she's mine!
Happy New Year, Ms. Zhong!
"Happy New Year, Mr. Chu!" Zhong Tingyue asked, "Did you receive a red envelope?"
Chu Fang: "You're a grown man, you should have some self-respect."
"I have no shame."
"I love your shamelessness. Unfortunately, I'm shameless too, so I don't have any red envelopes."
“... ..."
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