Chapter 109: Childhood sweethearts’ comparison group 33
Years later, Lin Qing'an drove back to Shanghai.
I opened the window as soon as I entered the room, and the heavy smell in the air dissipated a little.
Putting the luggage aside, he rolled up his sleeves and began to tidy up the room. Fortunately, the house was not big, and he covered the bed with a dust cover when he left, so it was quick to tidy up.
Well, he felt a bit of a headache looking at the large and small bags of luggage that had just been brought up, including various pickled vegetables, salted fish, salted meat, sausages, and even a large bag of fresh vegetables.
This is all because of Grandma Lin's deep love for her grandson. If the trunk wasn't full, she would have wanted to stuff a local chicken in it.
He took a deep breath. His back was sweating from all the cleaning. He took off his cotton coat and continued to tidy up. He had to put all the food into different categories.
By the time everything was sorted out, the cupboards at home were full and the refrigerator was packed to bursting.
Lin Qing'an was so tired that he collapsed on the sofa, not wanting to move at all. Sometimes the love of family is also a sweet burden.
At night, he stood on the balcony and looked at the lights of thousands of homes in this city that never sleeps. He lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. As the sparks flickered, he felt a little lonely in his heart.
The engagement ring on his hand sparkled brightly under the light. Lin Qing'an's lips curled up into a gentle smile. Well, he suddenly began to look forward to the day when his fiancée would come over.
The person he is missing is still teasing netizens on the Internet.
He Yan had a really confusing year. From time to time, she was dragged by her mother to show off her things to her aunts and uncles, and then the topic would definitely turn to her PhD, lawyer, and fiancé.
He Yan: …
Faced with these relatives whom she was not familiar with at all, she could only smile awkwardly and did not dare to spoil the fun of her mother, Ms. Li Hao.
At this moment, the usually silent 003 spoke up: "Host...it seems that the original owner's wish has been fulfilled."
What's finished?
She was shocked and asked quickly: "Isn't it to impress others? My business has just started, how come I have already completed it?"
003 looked through the data in the background, and his flat voice paused for a moment: "Yes, the original owner's wish is indeed impressive. However, according to the data, you have become a legend in the area by taking down the returned doctor on your own."
"So, the original owner's wish is automatically considered to have come true."
???
He Yan was stunned with surprise. No way, would finding a good man among the original owner be considered impressive to others?
She was also thinking about working harder after the Chinese New Year to achieve financial freedom and buy her own small house.
As a result, this task was completed so easily?
She was a little confused for a moment.
When she was sitting in front of her computer at night, she suddenly found a bunch of comments under her new video.
All her fans were asking her if she was going to get married.
I clicked on the picture under the comment with the most likes, and found out that I forgot to take off my engagement ring when recording the video.
After thinking about it, she simply left a message below, saying that she was indeed engaged during the Chinese New Year, and also wished everyone to meet their good partners in the new year.
Then a group of people who were quietly watching the show came out.
"Blogger, you finally showed up!"
"Yes, Yanyan, what were you doing recently? You haven't posted on Weibo for such a long time."
Her Weibo name is "Be a Free Little Swallow" and her fans affectionately call her Yanyan.
Having nothing to do, she replied to the comment: "I suddenly became fascinated with cooking some time ago, so I went to the short video platform to show off my cooking skills."
"Is that the 'There's a stinky little brother at home' on *音, buddy? Is that you?" an eagle-eyed fan asked excitedly.
"How did you find out?" He Yan was really curious. She didn't like to show her face when recording videos.
"Big Brother, because of the hands, your hands are exactly the same." She didn't expect that the two big brothers she was following were the same person. She was so excited that she couldn't stop typing.
“Did the blogger open a smurf account?”
"It's an audio or video. Is the blogger going to change the platform?" a fan wondered.
“No, no, you make short cooking videos on YouTube, and you post all the videos about handicrafts here. There’s no conflict.” The former fan hurriedly explained.
"Is that so? What are your plans for next year?"
"Yes, big brother, while you are busy with your love life, don't forget that there are a group of cute little girls waiting for you here."
This blogger is really amazing. He can teach boys how to fold roses for their girlfriends, teach mothers how to make Peppa Pig shoes, teach people how to knit all kinds of cute and trendy knitwear, make super cool anime characters with origami, and even build a small tree house by himself...
Therefore, the composition of her fan base is very complex, including both men and women, and people of all ages. Mainly because of her golden finger, He Yan wants to try everything, after all, she can't waste points.
It's also a waste of time.
Fortunately, her fans have gotten used to it.
"Well, I've been interested in traditional Chinese style lately, so I might make some related videos."
"expect!"
"expect!"
…………
She chatted with netizens until midnight and went to bed because she couldn't bear it anymore.
When He Yan fell asleep, her fans found her short video account through the Internet, and then drooled over the various delicacies in the video. Oh my god, what kind of treasure blogger are they following? Her hands-on ability is too strong.
The next day, He Yan was woken up by her younger brother.
Li Hao and He Hao had already gone to visit relatives, leaving their two children to look after the house.
She checked her phone and saw it was almost 11 o'clock. Lin Qing'an had sent her several messages on WeChat. She replied with "Just woke up" and went to the bathroom to wash up in her pajamas and slippers.
"Wenjie, have you had lunch?" she asked vaguely, holding up her toothbrush.
"Sister," He Wenjie said helplessly. He was already a head taller than his sister now that he was in high school. "Sister Miaomiao called me this morning and invited us to her house for lunch."
Her sleepy eyes suddenly widened and she gulped down two sips of water. "Why didn't you say so earlier? It's almost 11 o'clock now."
"I called you this morning, but you covered your head with the quilt and told me to get out." The younger brother muttered softly.
It seemed like this was the case, but He Yan still glared at him and then quickly tidied herself up.
When He Wenjie followed his sister to her future husband's house for a meal, he was also warmly received.
"Hello grandma, hello uncle, hello auntie, hello sister Miaomiao." He greeted them one by one politely.
Jiang Shengnan had already held her future daughter-in-law in her arms and looked her up and down, "Yanzi, don't go back today. After dinner, the four of us will go out for a walk together."
"Auntie, school is about to start and I have to go back to study." He Wenjie quickly refused. It was too scary to go shopping with three women.
"Then let your uncle take Wenjie home. Yan Zi, the three of us will go together and you can sleep with Miaomiao at night." Jiang Shengnan was eager to dress up as her daughter and future daughter-in-law.
Seeing the expectation in her friend's eyes, He Yan nodded obediently. She had been cultivating her relationship with her boyfriend this winter and it seemed that she had indeed neglected Miaomiao a bit.
Everyone was having a great time here, but Lin Qing'an, who had already gone to work, was looking at the group photos in the family group and began to feel jealous. It seemed that everyone was happy even when he was not around.
Look, Yanyan is smiling like a sunflower.
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