Although I kept the word "mmp" in my mind, I didn't say it out loud.
But he tried to keep his expression as gentle as possible. For a moment, he didn't know whether to grin or make a long face.
Ye Zhao's face turned so red it was almost bleeding, while the little boy next to her looked at his mother curiously and kept asking, "Mommy, am I going to have a big brother?"
Fortunately, the presence of their little one saved the couple from feeling too awkward.
When they got home that night, the two told their parents the good news, and the two elderly people were overjoyed.
He bluntly stated that Liu Guangtian had found the right person to follow, and his luck had improved. A while ago, he was finding bargains while out and about (the couple secretly bought furniture and then told everyone they'd found a good deal), and today his daughter-in-law is pregnant. It's a good omen.
In short, at least half of the people at the motorcycle factory were so excited that they couldn't sleep after going home.
There's no other reason than that Wang Shouren gave so much that he couldn't sleep.
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Whether they can sleep or not.
The next day, Wang Xirou was dragged out of bed by Wang Shouren. Her sleepy appearance was heartbreaking.
Muttering to herself, she complained, "Why so early? I haven't slept well yet. Should I go back to sleep...?"
Subconsciously, the girl resorted to her charm and coquettishness.
Qin Jingru nodded from the side: "Okay, then you can continue sleeping."
"Hmm...okay." The girl groggily returned to her bed, and after two seconds, she suddenly opened her eyes.
Something's not right!
That's my mother's voice!
I actually let her keep sleeping?
What should we do today?
Oh! Right, I'm going to Hong Kong!
The moment she sensed something was wrong, Wang Xirou's brain immediately started working.
She jumped out of bed in an instant: "Mom! You're not going to leave me!"
"Heh." Qin Jingru curled her lips and looked at Wang Shouren: "I told you long ago, we should leave quietly and let her go to Uncle Yi's place. She likes it there, doesn't she?"
"Mom! How could you do this!"
"What do you mean, 'what'? Go wash up!' or you'll blame me if I'm late!"
"I'll go right away!" Wang Xirou still knew how to prioritize.
Getting from Beijing to Hong Kong is more complicated than I imagined.
Wang Shouren originally thought that there should be planes flying directly from Beijing to Hong Kong, but after asking around, he found out that there weren't.
There are only three ways to get to Hong Kong.
The first option is to take a bus, which can be ignored.
The second option was to take the train directly to Guangzhou and then transfer, which would take about 20 to 30 hours. Wang Shouren actually preferred this option. These days, trains were crowded, but he could get good tickets so that it wouldn't be a hassle for his family.
However, whether it's large or small, they all lean towards the third type.
That means taking a plane. There are no direct flights; you'll need to fly to Guangzhou and then transfer. This method is fast, but it depends on luck. If you get off the plane and there's a flight to Hong Kong, it'll be faster; otherwise, it will take a relatively long time.
But since everyone's enthusiasm for airplanes is so high, this is the only option we had.
Old Zhuge finally arrived.
Seeing Wang Shouren's capitalist attire, he couldn't help but snort coldly.
In Wang Shouren's words, this old man was just jealous of him. He simply couldn't believe that the old man hadn't dressed so flamboyantly when he went abroad. The old man was quite fashionable these days, wearing a Zhongshan suit and glasses; wherever he went, he was the epitome of an intellectual.
"Oh, so you know to come out early, huh?" Wang Shouren started the conversation with a barrage of teasing and sarcasm.
"Ha, this old man has flown more airplanes than you've eaten salt," the old man said dismissively.
"You have a rather strong palate."
Qin Huairu slapped Wang Shouren in annoyance. Her own husband just didn't know how to respect these old men.
"Grandpa Zhuge, have you ever been on an airplane? What's it like on an airplane? Is it fun up there? Can you see birds?" Upon hearing that Professor Zhuge had been on an airplane, Wang Xirou immediately launched into a barrage of questions—a million inquiries.
Last night, this girl asked Wang Shouren the same question.
Wang Shouren calmly replied, "I've never sat there, and I don't know," thus brushing it off.
The girl had been holding it in, and now that someone knows, she's going to throw the question at the old man.
Zhuge Liang's patience with Wang Xirou far surpassed that of Wang Shouren.
Wang Ruiming was much quieter, holding a book and looking up at the sky as he read.
On the surface, he appears to be a studious child, but in reality, he is a player eager to discover the secrets of airplanes taking flight.
Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu were also very excited.
"Sister, have you ever thought about it? One day we can ride on an airplane!" Qin Jingru's voice trembled slightly.
Back then, her biggest wish was to marry into the city and get a government-subsidized food ration; she didn't want to starve to death.
Qin Huairu's situation was actually similar. The two sisters never dreamed that one day they would be able to truly ascend to heaven, in the literal sense.
Qin Huairu shook her head and looked expectantly at the sky, as if their plane would land right in front of them the next second.
Wang Shouren smiled and didn't bother to correct anything. He simply went to complete the check-in and other procedures silently. These days, traveling isn't as easy as one might imagine.
Before this, he did a lot of preparation work.
He even went to the ministry; otherwise, Li Weiguo would never have known that he was going to Hong Kong to attract investment.
Because of the foreign exchange, he was able to pass through without any obstacles.
From the waiting area to the terminal, and finally onto the plane, Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru, Wang Ruiming, and Wang Xirou were as stiff as stones.
Wang Shouren couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What kind of father are you?" Old Man Zhuge couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Don't be nervous. You'll feel uncomfortable for a while after takeoff, it's nothing."
Hearing Professor Zhuge say this made them even more nervous.
Wang Shouren happily took a camera and took selfies with the four of them.
Wang Xirou's voice was trembling with tears, all traces of her earlier excitement gone: "Daddy, I won't fall, will I..."
Wow, it's really not easy to see the little devil like this. I have to take a few more pictures.
No matter how frightened they were, the plane eventually took off. There was a slight pain in their ears at takeoff, but it subsided after a while. This relieved them considerably. Actually, they were overthinking it. Having practiced Tai Chi with Wang Shouren for so many years, their bodies were already at a certain level of fitness; something as trivial as takeoff couldn't possibly bother them.
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