When he was almost home, Bai Song called his mother and told her that he would be home soon.
On the other end of the phone, Bai Song's mother was extremely happy and kept asking Bai Song if he was hungry, cold, had he eaten, etc.
The driver kept listening with his ears perked up, he felt so comfortable!
Yes, he is very comfortable.
This is a very complicated feeling. To be more specific, the uncle likes the profession of civil servant very much. When he thought Bai Song was not a civil servant, he felt that Bai Song was average in every way. But when he learned that Bai Song was a civil servant, he felt, "Look at him, how well he lives! The young man is handsome, stylish, and energetic!"
With this feeling, Bai Song's mother's surprise on the phone satisfied the driver's expectations.
Because the driver felt that if one day his son passed the civil service exam and called him during the Chinese New Year, he would also answer the call with such surprise!
Thinking of this, the uncle was very, very happy!
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"Please go home early, thank you." Bai Song gave the money before getting on the car, and now he just needed to take the things.
"Hey, I'll do it." The driver got out of the car and helped Bai Song take out the things from the trunk. "You are so tall, young man! That's great! I won't run tonight. I will go home and give our son a good education and let him work hard too! Look how good you are now!"
It was only ten o'clock in the evening. The driver had originally planned to drive until twelve or one or two o'clock today, but now he didn't want to drive anymore and went home! He had already thought about how to tell his wife and children about what he had seen and heard today.
"..." Bai Song was somewhat helpless. "Uncle, I still have to give you some advice. You can choose to listen or not. This industry is not as good as you think, but it is certainly not that bad. If the child studies hard and takes the postgraduate and doctoral examinations, you will definitely support him. But if he has a bright future, there are thousands of ways for him to go in this world."
"Yeah, I understand." The driver smacked Bai Song's words and felt that they made sense. Because of Bai Song's identity, he felt that Bai Song was well-informed and that everything he said made sense.
"Please drive slowly." Bai Song took his things and said goodbye to the driver.
When he went to Linyang, he basically didn't bring anything. But when he returned home, he bought some local specialties, so he had a lot of things, but with his physique, it was too easy for him to carry so many things.
Looking at Bai Song's back, the uncle exclaimed: "Well, this young man is really good, with a straight back and tall stature! It would be great for him to be a civil servant!"
Bai Song almost staggered... What does being tall have to do with this?
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When returning home and climbing the stairs, Bai Song still felt that this type of driver was the most common. The driver like the one he met at the Sanlin Road Police Station when he first started working, and the driver who later approached Li Han and proposed a murder organization, were still very rare.
Eh? Why did you think of that again?
Damn, Bai Song’s train of thought is just like this…
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"I heard the sound of footsteps in the corridor and I knew it was you!" Zhou Li was wearing an apron and smiling. Bai Song had just turned the corner of the stairs when she opened the door.
"Mom, why are you still cooking?" Bai Song looked at his mother's apron and said, "I ate on the plane!"
"Look at you, you've become so thin because of hunger! You traveled so far to Qin Province a few days ago, there wasn't anything delicious to eat! How could you be full from the food on the plane? Your dad is waiting for you, eat a few more bites." Bai's mother left the door open and went to the kitchen. Bai Song smelled the delicious aroma of fried chicken.
"Okay..." Bai Song put his things down and saw Bai Yulong sitting on the sofa. There were six or seven dishes, a bottle of white wine and two cups on the big coffee table.
Because it is Chinese New Year, families in China do not need to make any preparations and anyone can just casually serve a table of dishes.
"Mom! There's no need to fry so many dishes. I can't eat much!" Bai Song was about to go to the kitchen to find his mother.
"Don't worry about your mother. You've just got off the plane, so you should have something hot to eat. Come and sit down." Bai Yulong waved his hand.
"Okay..." Bai Song took off his coat, changed into slippers, sat down, ate and chatted with his father.
Father Bai didn't say anything, just listened to Bai Song talking, feeling so relieved.
Soon, Bai's mother's fried chicken with peppers was ready and placed on the table. She was about to continue cooking when Bai Song stopped her: "Mom, don't go, don't go. I really can't finish it."
"Well, you don't have to fry anymore, you can take a break." Bai Yulong also advised.
"I'm not tired. I'll sit here with you two for a while." Bai's mother sat on the sofa, feeling happy just looking at her son.
Humph, nothing is better than having a son!
While chatting, Zhou Li also took a cup and started drinking with the father and son.
Speaking of which, Bai Song rarely sees his mother drinking, but he has the impression that his mother can drink quite well.
They didn't drink much. The three of them drank a bottle of ordinary Fenjiu, and then they went to rest after a little after twelve o'clock.
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At around six in the morning, Bai Song's biological clock woke him up on time. He got dressed and prepared to get up for a run.
"You got up so early? Don't you want to sleep a little longer?" Zhou Li was cooking in the kitchen: "Aren't you going to visit your uncle and his family today? They all miss you so much."
"Go, I'll go out for a run first, and then go after dinner." Bai Song said.
"Okay, go ahead. It snowed a few days ago. Don't run, just go out for a walk." Zhou Li instructed.
"I'm going to run on the playground of my junior high school." Bai Song said as he put on his clothes.
"It's vacation time, there's no one here... and even if there are people around, we can't let you in."
"Never mind..." Bai Song said and walked out.
He is more familiar with the air in his hometown, where the higher humidity makes him feel comfortable.
Of course, I couldn't get into the junior high school, but there were few people around because it was a holiday, so there weren't many people running. Bai Song ran for more than 20 minutes and felt that every cell in his body was relaxed, and the sequelae of the wine he drank last night were swept away.
After running, Bai Song returned home and his mother had already filled his father's car.
Bai Song has a lot of relatives. According to the rules in Jiaodong, one must visit them in the morning, take a walk around, and then choose a restaurant for dinner.
"This belongs to your eldest aunt. She is old and no one in the family likes to drink, so she brought milk and eight-treasure porridge. This belongs to your second aunt. Your second uncle likes to drink..." Zhou Li talked to Bai Song for a long time. Bai Song had no choice but to take a note of it on his mobile phone.
Visiting relatives is also one of the son’s job responsibilities.
Bai Song hasn't seen many of his relatives for two years. He has grown up and moved far away, but when he returns home and sees his relatives, he still feels the same as before.
Except for the second uncle in the family who has recently become obsessed with a scam that promises high-interest investments, the other relatives are fine and there are no problems. It's just that everyone's attitude towards Bai Song is much more serious than before.
Bai Song completely became "someone else's child" in front of his relatives.
After asking, I found out that all my relatives knew that I went to the ministry...
You all know this? What the hell is this!
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