Chapter 399 How tragic, Qi Jingchuan
But it's no use regretting it now. We're already here, and we can't just move back now. What if Cen Yan starts to have second thoughts?
Zhao Gongqin and Su Xianhua felt regretful, but they were even more delighted that Cen Yan had taken the initiative to invite them to her home for the New Year.
After taking a shower, Su Xianhua had already prepared dinner. Cen Yan was a little embarrassed, but in the end, she thought that there was no need to be so polite among family members, so she sat down and ate.
Halfway through the meal, Zhao Gongqin suddenly asked, "Jingchuan, have your parents called?"
Cen Yan pricked up her ears. She didn't ask why Qi Jingchuan's parents were calling, but listened quietly.
Qi Jingchuan nodded. "I did." As if to satisfy Cen Yan's curiosity, he paused and then explained, "He asked if Cen Yan and I were going back for the New Year."
"So what you mean is?"
"No. Cen Yan and I are both very busy." Qi Jingchuan wasn't making excuses, but his job as a soldier stationed on Dongming Island, which he couldn't leave without permission, and his job as a doctor at a health center, which required strict shift schedules, were both different.
Three to five days is fine, but Beijing is too far away. A round trip would take at least half a month. If I stay at home for two more days, I would need to take at least a month's leave, so I'm not going back.
Zhao Gongqin understood the reasoning behind this, "But Cen Yan has only been married to you for one year, and she hasn't even met her parents-in-law yet. People in the capital will gossip if they find out."
“Many people are like this, especially the educated youth who were sent to the countryside to support rural areas. Their families never even met them when they got married,” Qi Jingchuan gave an example.
Zhao Gongqin glared at him: "How can this be the same?"
"Nothing's different." Qi Jingchuan's attitude was somewhat indifferent.
They were talking nicely, but why did it give the impression that the grandfather and grandson were about to fight?
Cen Yan quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Grandpa, Qi Jingchuan and I have plans. We plan to avoid taking leave next year if possible, and save up our vacation days to go back during the National Day holiday next year."
"Besides, we're busy, but aren't our in-laws busy too? They don't have any time either."
Although she didn't know exactly what Qi Jingchuan's parents did, Cen Yan felt that they were definitely not ordinary politicians or high-ranking officials, the kind who were so busy that they were practically invisible.
My granddaughter-in-law always speaks more pleasantly than my grandson.
“Yanyan is right. Don’t you know what kind of people Jingchuan’s parents are? Jingchuan has hardly ever seen his parents since he was little. They’re so busy they’re practically running around. Among the children in the compound, he’s the only one who could walk and eat by himself at the age of two. He would take his own lunchbox to the canteen to get his food and come back to eat. He would take his own bath, go to bed by himself, and go to and from kindergarten by himself. He was busy before, and now that he’s in a higher position, he’s even busier. How could he possibly have time to see them?”
As Su Xianhua spoke, her eyes welled up with tears. They were incompetent maternal grandparents, and Qi Jingchuan's parents were also incompetent parents. They were all equally bad, and no one could really say anything about the other.
These words were meant for Cen Yan, hoping that she would take good care of Qi Jingchuan in the future and let him feel the warmth of home more often...
Zhao Gongqin nodded, "It would be good to meet again next National Day. I'll give them a call later and tell them not to take any leave next year, and to save up their holidays."
Su Xianhua scolded, "Even if you don't remind them, they won't ask for leave. Don't you know your daughter and son-in-law's personalities?"
The couple chatted back and forth, but Cen Yan looked at Qi Jingchuan with a hint of heartache: "You're so young and you're already getting your own food?"
"Yes, it's all in the past."
Cen Yan thought for a moment, then bit her lip and said with heartache, "When you were two years old, you soiled your pants, who helped you change them?"
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