Liao Yu hugged her daughter and said to Song Miao, "Miao Miao, you forgot to say hello to your uncle today! We should be polite children."

Song Miao poked his head out, glanced at Song Yi, and then greeted him obediently: "Hello, uncle."

Song Yi rubbed Song Miao's little head, then took the luggage from Song Mingzhe's hand, "Dad, what did you bring in this bag? Why is it so heavy?"

"Your mother insisted on bringing it. This time she packed more than ten kilograms of sausages and brought them all here at once." Song Mingzhe was helpless.

Zhou Shulan was unhappy. "I didn't ask you to force me to drink it. Why? Do you think it's embarrassing to let a professor like you carry Chinese sausages? Besides, Xiaoyu loves this. She lives alone in Beijing, and it's not convenient to buy groceries and cook. Slice the Chinese sausages and steam them in the rice cooker. It's much easier."

Song Mingzhe raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't say anything. Besides, I carried the sausage all the way here."

Liao Yu smiled, she had long been accustomed to the way her parents-in-law get along with each other, "Dad, Mom, I haven't eaten the sausage at home for a long time."

Zhou Shulan did not forget to criticize her son at this time, "Xiaoyi, I have to criticize you for this. You invited Liao Yu to work in Yanjing, but you didn't stay in Yanjing. You left all the company's affairs to Xiaoyu to handle. She is busy every day. She comes back at least 7 or 8 o'clock every night. She cares more about the company's affairs than you do. People who don't know would think she is the boss. Is this how you capitalists exploit your employees?"

Xinhan Advertising bought a Buick Century in the name of the company. Since Song Yi was often not in the company, Liao Yu usually drove the car. Buick Century is a mid-range car produced by General Motors in 1998. This car is very classic. Now Buick Century is the most high-end brand among joint venture cars in the mainland market.

In the car market in 2000, if you drove a Santana or Jetta, it only meant that your family was OK. But if you drove a Buick Century, you were definitely rich. Liao Yu usually drove this car when he went out to discuss business, which also saved him a lot of trouble.

As Song Yi put his luggage into the trunk, he begged Zhou Shulan for mercy: "It's my fault! I will basically stay in China all year next year, and I promise not to make my sister-in-law so tired. I will give her a generous year-end bonus tomorrow, and give her a salary increase after the New Year."

Song Yi was driving, Liao Yu was sitting in the passenger seat, and Song Miao was sitting in the back seat between his grandparents.

Song Mingzhe said, "There is a Korean boss behind Xinhan Advertising. It's not your son who can make the decision alone. Besides, how can work be easy? Now, a laborer working at a construction site in Yanjing can only earn 20 to 30 yuan after working for ten hours a day. Do you think it's so easy to get a high salary in a foreign company?"

Song Mingzhe never asked about the affairs of Song Yi's company, and he did not allow Zhou Shulan to ask about it. In his words, he was just a history professor, not an economics professor, and could not give any appropriate advice.

Zhou Shulan had no choice but to stop talking about work, but she couldn't sit still, so she asked Liao Yu: "Xiao Yu, have you prepared your New Year's goods?"

Liao Yu responded, "Not yet. Xiaoyi just came back and we both don't have time, so let's just wait for you to arrive and then we can go to the supermarket to do some shopping together."

When Song Yi and his family returned home, Zhou Shulan began to prepare lunch for the whole family, and Liao Yu went to help her mother-in-law. Song Mingzhe began to pack his luggage, and Song Miao became a little porter, helping his grandfather.

Zhou Shulan noticed a Minguang printed bed sheet drying on the balcony of the living room. She was puzzled. "It's winter now and the weather is not good. Why wash the bed sheet? It's not easy to dry."

When Liao Yu heard this, she looked a little nervous and secretly glanced at Song Yi. Song Yi's expression remained unchanged and he said to Zhou Shulan, "Oh! I just came back yesterday. Because the second bedroom had not been occupied for a long time, I was afraid that the sheets would get dusty, so I changed the bed."

Zhou Shulan didn't think much about it. She looked at the tidy house with some regret. "This house is good, but it's a little small. It's not big enough to live in at night. Xiaoyi, you and your dad will share a bed at night, and I'll share with your sister-in-law and Miaomiao."

Song Yi disagreed, "No, there's heating in this room, so it's not cold at all at night. When I go to bed at night, I'll just set up a sofa bed in the living room and put it away in the morning. If that doesn't work, I can just stay in a hotel."

Zhou Shulan glared at her son and said, "You don't live in your own home, but you stay in a hotel. Do you think you have too much money to spend?"

Liao Yu advised Zhou Shulan, "Dad and Xiaoyi are both tall, and it's really a bit too much for two people to sleep on a 1.5-meter bed. I have a lot of new quilts in my room that I made last year. If it doesn't work, put a few more quilts under Xiaoyi, and he won't get cold."

Zhou Shulan stewed two pots at noon, one was blood sausage stewed with sauerkraut, and the other was pork stewed with vermicelli. Liao Yu picked a lot of cabbage and was ready to put it in the pot at any time. These are suitable for eating in winter.

The four adults each poured themselves a small half glass of white wine. Song Yi told his parents about his plan to buy two more houses in Everbright Garden next year, one for his own use and one for his parents' retirement.

Zhou Shulan was naturally very happy and asked her son: "Buying a house is of course a good thing, but can you make ends meet with the money you have? Do you want me to think of a solution for you?"

Song Mingzhe took a sip of wine and said, "If you have time these two days, take me to Everbright Garden to have a look. If you really want to buy, you can buy a bigger one for yourself, and your mother and I can just buy a smaller one."

Song Yi also talked about the arrangement of house decoration. He would first decorate the two-bedroom apartment under Liao Yu's name, and then decorate the other two apartments. This way, Song Miao's enrollment would not be delayed, and everyone could celebrate the New Year together in Everbright Garden next year.

Song Mingzhe didn't ask Song Yi if he was short of money. If Song Yi was really short of money, he would definitely ask for it, just like he bought a house and a car in Seoul before. It seemed that Song Yi did make a lot of money last year. Song Mingzhe naturally felt comfortable that his son was willing to spend money to honor his parents.

After finishing the business, Song Yi also talked about the arrangements after the Spring Festival. "Dad, Mom, by the way, I will go to Ulsan after the Spring Festival to meet my girlfriend's parents."

Zhou Shulan felt it was sudden. She subconsciously glanced at Liao Yu and said, "When did you get a girlfriend? You didn't even call home to tell them."

Liao Yu said to Zhou Shulan, "Mom? Have you forgotten? Last time when Xiaoyi had his birthday, a girl called him to wish him a happy birthday and even sang him a birthday song in Korean. But at that time, the two of them hadn't established a relationship yet."

Seeing that Liao Yu had no grudges at all, Zhou Shulan sighed inwardly, thinking that perhaps Liao Yu really only treated Song Yi as a younger brother. She completely gave up the idea of ​​bringing the two together.

Zhou Shulan perked up and asked about Song Yi's girlfriend.

Song Mingzhe was somewhat dissatisfied with his son's finding a Korean girlfriend, and asked, "You're dating a girl who's still in school. If her parents knew about it, they wouldn't be very happy, right?"

Zhou Shulan didn't mind, and asked Song Yi if he had any photos of Kim Tae Hee in his phone, and asked him to take them out and have a look. When Zhou Shulan saw the photo of Kim Tae Hee, she immediately had a good impression of Kim Tae Hee, "Old man, this girl is good-looking and very blessed. She looks like a good wife and a good mother."

Song Mingzhe took a look at the photo and agreed with his wife's opinion, "Since you are already dating, then talk properly and don't let the girl down. When you go to the girl's house for the first time, be sincere and humble. Don't be arrogant and think you are great."

When Song Miao saw her grandfather looking at the photo, she wanted to see it too, so Song Yi handed her the phone. After seeing the photo of Kim Tae Hee, Song Miao asked curiously, "Mom, who is this beautiful sister?"

Liao Yu patiently explained, "This beautiful sister is my uncle's girlfriend, and Miaomiao's future aunt."

When Song Miao heard this, she became alert, "Ah? Uncle has a girlfriend? I don't want one! What about Mom? Does uncle not love Miao Miao anymore?"

When Liao Yu heard her daughter say this, her face froze. Song Mingzhe scolded Song Miao: "What nonsense is this kid talking about! You're so old, but you still don't know any manners!"

Song Miao was frightened by her grandfather and burst into tears, "I don't want it, I don't want it! I don't want my uncle to have a girlfriend! If my uncle has a girlfriend, he will have his own baby and will no longer love Miao Miao!"

Zhou Shulan glared at her husband, then quickly pulled Song Miao over and hugged her granddaughter in her arms, "Miao Miao, we are already big babies, we can't cry all the time, it won't look good if we cry."

Song Yi stopped eating and squatted in front of Song Miao, talking to her: "Miao Miao, we are a family, we have the same blood. Grandpa, grandma, mom, you, and I will always be a family. We can't write two Song characters with one stroke. Whether I have a girlfriend or not, I will always take care of you and protect you. I will never abandon you and never let you get hurt. If I have a baby in the future, Miao Miao will be the big sister. You will have brothers and sisters to play with you and listen to you, okay?"

Song Miao felt less sad after hearing what Song Yi said, and Liao Yu quickly wiped away her daughter's tears. Song Miao asked timidly, "Really? You won't abandon me and my mother?"

Song Yi nodded, his attitude was very sincere, "Miao Miao, if you don't believe me, how about we make a pinky promise?"

Song Yi and Song Miao hooked their fingers together. At this time, the smart little Song Miao pulled Liao Yu with his other hand, "Mom, come too, let's pinky promise together."

Just like that, Song Miao, Song Yi and Liao Yu took one on each side and made pinky promises. Song Miao was very serious, "Pink and stick to it for a hundred years." Liao Yu was half-hearted and reluctantly followed her daughter. On the surface, it seemed that she was doing it to make her daughter happy, but she had a secret happiness in her heart.

Liao Yu knew that Song Yi's words were ostensibly addressed to Song Miao, but were actually meant for her. She looked at her daughter, and glanced at Song Yi from the corner of her eyes, thanking Song Miao for his help.

Song Mingzhe didn't see the mystery, but Zhou Shulan's heart skipped a beat, and she vaguely suspected the relationship between Song Yi and Liao Yu. However, when she thought of Liao Yu's attitude of not holding any grudge against Kim Tae Hee, she couldn't help but doubt her own judgment. No woman would be generous enough to tolerate the existence of other women in a man's heart.

After lunch, Song Yi and his family went to Wumart Supermarket near the community to buy New Year's goods. Wumart Supermarket is currently the largest chain supermarket in Yanjing City.

Wumart Supermarket was founded in 1994. It was named Wumart because of its good quality and low price, which was about 20% cheaper than the nearby stores. This supermarket chain was listed on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange in 2003 and was hailed as the "Walmart of Tomorrow". Therefore, its founder Zhang Wenzhong was also called the "Father of Walmart in China". However, this business tycoon was later imprisoned for more than ten years and was later acquitted.

Song Yi watched the interview program "Zhuojian" in which New Oriental founder Yu Minhong interviewed Zhang Wenzhong. Zhang Wenzhong described this experience calmly, saying that there is no wasted experience in life. Song Yi shuttled through Wumart Supermarket in 2001, looking at the endless stream of people in the supermarket, Song Yi had a sense of time and space intertwined with history.

Song Yi pushed the shopping cart, Liao Yu held Song Miao's hand, and the old couple Song Mingzhe walked behind. Zhou Shulan felt relieved when she saw that Song Yi would still joke with Liao Yu from time to time.

If there are two colleagues of the opposite sex at work, who obviously work in the same department and spend every day together, but rarely talk to each other and deliberately avoid suspicion, there is a high probability that there is something going on between the two of them.

However, if two colleagues of the opposite sex often joke around and talk about going out together on the weekends, this is often just empty talk and they are actually not doing anything wrong.

The New Year shopping was almost done, Liao Yu wanted to buy a couplet, but Song Yi stopped her. "Why buy a couplet? Our dad is here, so we must leave the couplet to him."

Song Mingzhe disagreed, "I was the one who wrote it every year before, but I'm going to be lazy this year. You can write it yourself. You won't give me back all the calligraphy I taught you to write, right?"

Song Yi felt a little guilty, "Dad, I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time, so it's hard for me to be elegant. If I had known earlier, I should have bought a pair of calligraphy at Wumart Supermarket, so as not to make a fool of myself and be laughed at by the neighbors."

"This way, your writing of the couplets will not be in vain. In the second half of this year, we at Shinhan Advertising will plan a lecture program with CCTV's Science and Education Channel called Lecture Room. We will invite professors of Chinese, history, ancient Chinese and other related majors from domestic universities to give lectures to TV viewers."

"At that time, we will send an invitation to Bianzhou University through the program team, inviting you to come to Yenching University to record the program. You can also get a notice fee at that time. What do you think?" Song Yi said.

Song Mingzhe was moved. He asked Song Yi, "What should I mainly tell the audience?"

Song Yi replied: "Just talk about the history that you are good at, and choose a theme for each episode. For example, Huang Taiji died of illness, why Dorgon supported Fulin to ascend to the throne, and why Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang married Dorgon. Maybe you can write a TV script called "The Secret History of Xiaozhuang" by then."

Song Mingzhe was not satisfied with Song Yi's attitude, "Is that history? That is unofficial history. History is very serious and cannot be tampered with."

Song Yi originally wanted to reply, "History is written by the victors." But then he thought about it and decided, forget it, there's no need to upset the old man during the New Year.

The level of professors invited to "Lecture Room" is uneven, and with the rise of short video self-media, this program has gradually declined. However, this program also made professors such as Yu Dan, Yi Zhongtian, and Kang Zhen famous, making them famous and wealthy. This is also an opportunity for Song Mingzhe. Song Mingzhe can at least tell the audience through the program that the Manchu-Han Banquet is Chinese (End of this chapter)