Chapter 83 Happy New Year
Last night, he went to bed for a long time but didn't see Fu Quezhou come in. He was so sleepy that he fell asleep.
Looking at his face at this time, he looked energetic and didn't look like he hadn't slept at all.
Sometimes he really envied Fu Quezhou's energy. He worked so hard last night, but still went for a run, and when he came back everything was still as normal.
If it were him, he would have fallen apart long ago.
"Yeah, I closed my eyes for a while."
Fu Quezhou put down his coffee cup, stood up and walked towards him. "When are you leaving? I'll ask the driver to take you there."
When Su Yumian heard this, he quickly refused, "No need!"
As soon as he said this, he saw Fu Quezhou's face change slightly, and he was so scared that he hurried to explain.
"I feel like I'm working out here, so if I have a dedicated driver to pick me up, I'll inevitably get talked about. Besides, it's also very convenient for me to take the high-speed rail back home."
Upon hearing this, Fu Quezhou's expression softened a bit. He simply pointed at the gifts on the table and asked, "How are you going to take these back?"
Su Yumian looked in the direction and opened his mouth slightly in shock. The dining table was filled with gift boxes.
"These...are all for me?"
Fu Quezhou shook his head. "Not entirely. Most of them are prepared for your parents. Didn't you say they are in poor health?"
While Su Yumian was shocked, a hint of warmth passed through his heart.
Unexpectedly, Fu Quezhou kept what he said in mind.
He let go of the suitcase and instead put his arms around Fu Quezhou's waist.
He whispered, "Thank you for all you have done, but it's too much for me to take. The thought is enough."
As he spoke, he picked out a Melatonin from the many gift boxes and shook it.
"I'll just take one box of this. I've booked a ticket for the nine o'clock train. I have to leave quickly, or I'll miss it."
As he spoke, he walked out holding the gift in one hand and dragging the suitcase in the other.
When I got to the car and saw Lao Wang there, I said, "Uncle Wang, please just take me to the station."
After saying that, he pretended not to notice Fu Quezhou who was standing at the door like a wife-waiting stone, opened the car door and got in.
The reason why he resisted so much was because the previous threat was still fresh in his mind, so he didn't want his parents to meet Fu Quezhou.
Lao Wang looked at Fu Quezhou, asking for his opinion with his eyes. After getting Fu Quezhou's approval, Lao Wang got into the car.
Watching the car gradually go away, Fu Quezhou revealed a disgusting sneer.
Whispering softly, "What can't escape will eventually be mine. We will meet again soon."
This scene seems familiar.
The car stopped at the station, and Su Yumian got out carrying the heavy suitcase. Lao Wang handed her a gift box and said, "Be careful on the road."
"Well, Uncle Wang, go back. Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year."
Carrying the suitcase into the hall and after a series of ticket checks, Su Yumian finally got on the train home.
Unlike last time, this time I went back with blessings, permission, and a heavy love.
He booked a window seat, and as he watched the scenery outside the window slowly move from slow to fast, the depression in his heart also dissipated bit by bit.
The familiar smell of instant noodles mixed with the sour smell of sweat in the carriage suddenly reminded him of the feeling of running alone to a strange city to work hard a few years ago.
At that time, he smelled the same scent, with infinite longing for the city in his heart.
I didn't expect so many things to happen in such a short time.
And he doesn't seem to be the ignorant boy he used to be.
A few hours later, the high-speed train stopped at Vancouver Station. Su Yumian carried his things out of the station and waved to stop a car.
"Master, go to Mao County."
Half an hour later, the car stopped in Mao County.
Su Yumian gave the money and dragged the suitcase home.
This place is some distance from his home, and looking at the familiar environment and familiar people, he is in a good mood.
At this time, an aunt came towards her, and she looked at her for a long time before recognizing her.
"You are...Mianmian, right?"
"Aunt Guilan, it's me."
Su Yumian greeted him with a smile. This man was his upstairs neighbor and the two families had a good relationship.
Aunt Guilan saw that it was true, and hurriedly pulled Su Yumian to her side, saying in surprise:
"If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have recognized you. You look so thin. Working in a big city must be tiring, right?"
Su Yumian also knew that his condition was a little poor, but it shouldn't be so bad that he couldn't recognize it.
“It’s… it’s okay…”
"What do you mean you're fine? I've seen what you looked like before. Although you were thin before, at least you had a rosy complexion. Look at you now..."
Aunt Guilan realized that she had gone a little too far and quickly changed the subject.
"If you ask me, I'd just stay back home. The money isn't much, but at least I can be with my parents, don't you think?"
Aunt Guilan is a nice person and very warm-hearted, but she talks too much.
Once I start talking about it, there's no end to it.
Su Yumian was still anxious to go back to see his parents, so he said to Aunt Guilan:
"Auntie, I just got off the bus and haven't gone home yet. I'll go back first. Come to my house in the evening and we'll talk."
Aunt Guilan seemed to have just realized it and said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory. Fine, you go back first."
After saying goodbye to Aunt Guilan, Su Yumian rushed home without stopping.
Whenever he met an acquaintance on the road, he would lower his head and walk past quickly, finally arriving at his doorstep before lunch.
After parking the suitcase, he knocked on the door, "Dad, open the door, I'm back."
At this time, Su's father was busy in the kitchen. When he heard the knock on the door, he quickly wiped his hands on his apron.
He gestured to his wife who was setting out dishes in the living room, roughly meaning that his son was back.
He hurriedly opened the door and saw Su Yumian standing outside, grinning and opening his arms to him.
However, the moment Father Su saw his son, his nose felt sore. He hugged his son with some distress, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm glad you're back. Your mother is in the room."
Su Yumian felt a tightness in his chest, and the breath he exhaled was a little trembling. He knew how Su's father felt at the moment.
He had loved crying since he was little, but now he was trying hard to hold back his tears, trying to sound as steady as possible, "Dad, I'm going to see Mom."
"Hey, go ahead."
Father Su let go of his son, turned around and picked up his apron to wipe his tears. The action seemed ordinary, but it was still moving to see Father Su doing it.
Su Yumian withdrew his gaze and walked towards the living room. Su's mother was very happy to see her son come back.
She gestured there, "My dear, you're back. Let me take a good look at you."
Su Yumian walked over obediently, letting his mother look him up and down. Then his mother gestured and said, "You've lost weight again."
Su Yumian suppressed her sobs and gestured in the same way, "Mom, I'm trying to lose weight."
Su's mother smiled, but the smile was a little sour.
Soon, Father Su came out with a big bowl of fish balls.
Putting it on the table, he smiled and said, "I know you like it. Your mother went to the market this morning to buy a live fish and chopped it up fresh. Eat more later."
Looking at the fish balls, Su Yumian remembered that he had asked Wu Ma to make them before, but he didn't even get to eat a single bite.
"Thank you, Mom. Thank you, Dad."
His words made Father Su feel embarrassed. His old face turned red and he said, "We are all family. Why are you thanking me? There are also dishes."
Soon after, Father Su brought out pickled pork with preserved vegetables, stir-fried shrimps, water shield and silverfish soup, and the old hen that was slaughtered last night.
Looking at the table full of his favorite dishes, Su Yumian asked with a smile, "How can the three of us finish all this?"
"You can finish it. Eat more. You look so thin." As he said that, Su's father scooped a large bowl of fish balls for Su Yumian.
"Oh, and this."
Father Su turned around and took out a bottle of winter-brewed rice wine from the side table. "It's cold, drink some of this to warm yourself up."
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