After Yan Qingxiu regained his composure, Han Jun said, "I will try my best to spend this life with my parents. After they leave, we will go back."
Although Yan Qingxiu wanted to go back urgently, he had watched Han Jun and Han Zhan get along over the years, and he knew how much Han Jun cared about her parents.
"good."
Master was born in an extremely evil place, without a father or a mother, and was a fetus of an evil spirit. She had no family affection in her previous life. It is Master’s blessing to meet such enlightened and excellent parents as Han Zhan and Song Ci in this life.
Han Jun felt a little sleepy and dozed off for a while leaning back in his chair. When he woke up, he heard the announcer reminding him that the train was almost arriving at the station. Han Jun got up and took their luggage from the shelves, then woke up Han Miao and Han Zheng, "We're almost at the station, get ready to get off."
"oh."
Han Miao was still sleepy and her hair was messy. She ran to the bathroom to get some water, wiped her eyes hurriedly, and tied her hair up again.
After arriving at the station, the three siblings took Yan Qingxiu out of the station. As soon as they got out, they saw a red sign being held high among the crowd outside the station.
On the red paper, a row of powerful words were written in black calligraphy:
Welcome Han’s darlings to visit Xining!
The words were written by Xu Yan, and the sign was also held by Xu Yan. There was only that one sign at the entire waiting area, and it was very eye-catching. Han Jun and the others saw it as soon as they walked out of the passage.
Han Zheng looked at the sign with a complicated expression, then raised his head and said to Han Jun, "Second sister, the character of the Xu family head is a little different from what I imagined."
Han Miao: "It's very different."
Even Yan Qingxiu had an expression that was about to laugh when he saw this scene.
Han Jun was the calmest. She said, "At least they are warm and hospitable."
The four of them walked towards the red sign.
Han Jun and his group were very easy to recognize. The three young men were all handsome and good-looking, and the adult ladies accompanying them were also dressed very impressively. They were obviously the sons and daughters of wealthy families.
Xu Yan and his wife recognized them immediately. They had both seen Han Jun's photos and knew that the taller of the twins was Han Jun. Zhang Huaqing smiled and waved at Han Jun, "Jun'er, we're here!"
"Uncle, aunt."
"Mr. Xu, Mrs. Xu."
When they met, Zhang Huaqing took out a large bag of yak beef jerky from his bag and gave it to them. "Eat something first. The road back to the mountain is long and it will take three hours to drive."
"good."
Xu Yan and Zhang Huaqing came to pick them up in their own cars, each driving a separate vehicle. After picking up Han Jun, Zhang Huaqing invited Han Jun, Han Miao, and Yan Qingxiu to ride in her car, while the boy, Han Zheng, rode in the same car with Xu Yan.
Golmud City has developed rapidly over the past few decades, and its urban area is clean and beautiful. Han Miao and his friends were visiting western China for the first time, and they couldn't help but roll down the car window to take in the scenery.
Passing by the General's Building, Zhang Huaqing told Han Jun: "In the early years, our Xu family always lived in Kunlun Mountain. It was our old man who helped choose the site for the General's Building."
The Kunlun Xu family is the most prestigious family in the metaphysical world, with numerous talented individuals, each of whom is truly capable. Whenever wealthy individuals undertake a major undertaking, they must seek the Xu family's assistance in selecting a good location and time.
Zhang Huaqing then told Han Jun, "The first time our Qian'er went out on his own to take on a job was twelve years ago, when he was responsible for presiding over the soul-saving ceremony at Yulongyuan No. 5 Bridge."
Before a bridge is officially opened to traffic, a skilled Taoist priest is invited to perform a ritual to liberate the souls of the deceased. This is because every river has existed for millions of years and contains countless wronged souls and evil spirits. Liberation can ensure safety.
Han Miao was stunned when she heard this. She asked Han Jun, "Junjun, is the Xu family really that powerful?" As someone who has been educated in the core socialist values, Han Miao does not believe in ghosts and gods.
Han Jun sat up straight and said, "After the founding of New China, you are not allowed to become a spirit."
Han Miao: “…”
Zhang Huaqing glanced at Han Miao with a half-smile and said, "Yes, New China doesn't have these things."
The group chatted and laughed until they arrived at the Xu family's residence in Kunlun Mountain. It was noon here. The Xu family had already prepared lunch, and they were ready to eat as soon as Han Jun and the others arrived.
Han Jun was concerned about Xu Qian's situation. He hurriedly met the elders of the Xu family and then went to the small building where Xu Qian lived alone.
Xu Qian had already woken up. Upon learning that Han Jun and her siblings had arrived, he wanted to go downstairs to greet them personally. However, his meridians were tangled and his breathing was unstable. The slightest movement sent a sharp pain through his limbs, as if his flesh were being torn apart.
He could only lie in bed and wait for Han Jun and the others to come see him after dinner.
However, he had only waited for a moment when he heard his mother's voice downstairs.
"Junjun, Qian'er lives upstairs, you can go see him. By the way, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you later. You've come from so far away, I can't let you go hungry."
Zhang Huaqing was afraid of neglecting Han Jun and worried that Han Jun would be hungry, so he wanted to get into the kitchen immediately to show off his cooking skills.
Unable to refuse the kind invitation, Han Jun said, "I want to eat beef noodles."
"Okay, I'll do it for you later."
The two men soon stopped talking, and then footsteps were heard, and Han Jun came up the stairs.
Han Jun stood at the door of Xu Qian's room. She took a deep breath before pushing the door open and walking in. Inside the room, Xu Qian stared at the door with his eyes wide open. As soon as Han Jun entered, she was locked in his gaze.
Han Jun is tall and thin, and the beige down jacket makes her look a little thick, but her face is only the size of a palm, and her calves are as slender as a bird's legs.
Han Jun's fair and tender face had been blown by the cold wind from the plateau for several hours, and her cheeks were now slightly red.
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