Anyway.
At least Lu Yibei's gift almost made Old Man Ji exclaim "Holy crap!"
His expression changed from "I've seen it all in my life" to "I've never seen anything like this before.jpg".
Old Man Ji accepted the gift and simply said "thank you."
After that, we went to eat.
As soon as Lu Yibei stepped out of the house, he was once again given a harsh lesson by the weather in Northeast China.
He instinctively shrank his neck.
Ji Qingqian was just about to come over and hug her boyfriend's arm.
She was lectured by her mother:
"Stay close to Xiao Lu, don't let him get cold."
"--good."
Ji Qingqian then embraced him naturally.
"I won't get cold, I won't get cold," Lu Yibei said with a light laugh.
Aunt Ji, let's not talk about anything else.
Even if he freezes to death because of what you said, his heart will still be warm.
Let me tell you this: if you weren't going to be Ji Qingqian's mother, I would have sworn brotherhood with you on the spot.
It warmed Xiao Lu's heart, but displeased Lao Ji.
Mrs. Ji glanced at Old Ji, who had a sour face, and suddenly smiled:
"Young people hug young people, so we old folks should hug old folks too."
She immediately took her husband's arm and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Envious of young people?"
Old Man Ji remained silent, simply being led by his mother as they walked.
The young man behind the two stopped and slowed down.
Once you fall a little behind the top two, slowly catch up.
It's not that I'm thinking about anything like "a world for two," but rather...
Lu Yibei looked at Ji Qingqian.
Holy crap.
Ji Qingqian also glanced at Lu Yibei.
—The stench of love.
"I can't stand it." They both shook their heads at the same time.
…
Just got into the car.
While Mr. Ji was fastening his seatbelt, Mrs. Ji, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked Lu Yibei with a smile, "Little Lu, can you drive?"
"Mm." Lu Yibei nodded.
"Here, take this." Mrs. Ji tossed over a round object.
Lu Yibei took a look and saw that it had four English letters printed on it.
——MINI.
"The car is idle and quite old, but it can still be driven."
Mrs. Ji smiled and said, "If you want to go out with Qingqian, you can drive. Harbin isn't like your Hangzhou. Although there's a subway network, the lines are relatively few, and other buses aren't as convenient as having a car—"
"Okay, thank you, Auntie."
As soon as he went upstairs, he saw a MINI COUPE parked next to the S90.
These two models are not uncommon, but they are indeed rare in this type of community. Other models are at least BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi), and Lu Yibei has also seen luxury brands such as Bentley.
So I took a closer look and discovered that although this car is a common MINI, it is a very rare high-end model among MINIs – the JCW.
He wondered who would spend that money to buy the car—but it turned out to be his aunt.
Fortunately, there were no sharp comments at the time.
"Drive carefully," Old Man Ji said calmly.
His tone sounded like he was saying, "Don't damage my car."
But Lu Yibei didn't hear it—or perhaps he deliberately pretended not to hear it.
He seemed to think his uncle was just giving a common elder's advice like "Drive carefully," and he nodded in agreement.
"I know, Uncle. Don't worry, I'll be careful."
This guy is making Old Man Ji act like his reasonable second uncle.
Old Ji, who immediately became very aggressive, was there.
Lao Ji: ...
It's a dilemma whether to speak or not.
Don't worry.
But Mrs. Ji still picked up on her husband's tone, and she glanced at him sideways:
"Don't worry, Xiao Lu often takes your daughter out for drives in Hangzhou."
Lao Ji: ……
I didn't know that either; I don't think you mentioned it!
—But I can't say that, it would be too unimpressive.
So Old Man Ji kept quiet and simply grunted in agreement, handling the situation as Lu Yibei had interpreted it—"magnanimous":
"Yeah, I just told him to be careful... He hasn't had his driver's license for more than two years, has he?"
"That's not true."
Mrs. Ji answered on behalf of Lu Yibei: "I think Lu Yibei has only been an adult for about two years."
“I’m twenty,” Lu Yibei said.
"It's really hard to get a driver's license these days."
As Mrs. Ji spoke, the car had already started driving. Her daughter's voice was like hers, both being gentle and calm, but perhaps because Mrs. Ji had experienced far more hardship than her daughter, she was much more talkative. As she spoke, she turned around to look at the young couple behind her:
“I heard from my friend that her son failed his driving test again, the third time now.”
Old Man Ji's assessment was:
"It's just a driver's license, and you've failed it three times. I'm afraid I'll never be able to drive again. When I was young, I passed on the first try."
"Can you compare your youth to now? Back then, your exams weren't even conducted properly; you might have even given gifts..."
Mrs. Ji pursed her lips, then turned back to Lu Yibei with interest and asked, "Little Lu, how many times have you passed?"
"once."
Lu Yibei said, but he explained, "My dad used to tinker with cars a lot, and I watched him do it, so I was somewhat influenced by him. Therefore, getting a driver's license was quite easy for me."
As I said before, once men start comparing who can pee the farthest, they get caught up in a never-ending cycle of comparison.
Since we can't compete with the younger ones, let's compete with the older ones.
"Xiao Lu, does your dad have a driver's license too?"
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