Not to mention the hard work of the strategy team, Luo Bo is also preparing to go home for the Spring Festival after several years.
Although the epidemic is still under control, the news is always positive. It is rumored that the clinical vaccine has begun to be verified and the first batch of vaccinations can be carried out in two months.
Many people were excited when they heard the news, and many increased their frequency of going out. Luo Bo, on the other hand, urged his acquaintances and relatives to strictly prevent and control the epidemic, as accidents were more likely to occur before dawn.
They had already bought their tickets home, and the company had also given them an early holiday so they could go home and reunite. Domestic flights were still relatively safe, so everyone at the company had bought the fastest transportation to get home to avoid any long nights on the road.
Su Ying's school also asked students to go back as much as possible, and those who could not go back were also arranging Spring Festival activities to let the students feel the strong festive atmosphere.
Su Ying went home early during the holiday and declined her offer to see her off at the airport. Luo Bo also boarded the plane home.
I flew directly to the capital of my province, took the subway from the airport, and arrived at the South Bus Station, which was the only way for me to go home.
There were no confirmed cases in the city yet, so the area around the bus station was bustling with activity. There were people hawking cars, people setting up stalls selling New Year goods, and even shops open selling food.
I skillfully found a private car in my county town, paid the usual 30 yuan fare, got in the car quickly and waited for the carpool to be full before leaving.
The weather in the north is extremely cold at this time of year. Fortunately, I changed into a down jacket and cotton pants at the airport, but when I got in the car, my breath still turned into frost.
Small places have few people, so private cars naturally have to gather enough people to make a trip of more than 100 to make money. Their cars are all privately modified into gas-powered vehicles, and the South Bus Station is the only place in the city that does not restrict modified cars.
Of course there are commuter buses, but they are shaky and cost 25 yuan. After a 100-kilometer journey back, most people will leave.
The driver, watching the people in the car rubbing their hands in the cold, got in and turned on the heater. Only one person was left, and the driver drove the car, stopping and starting, until the person got in, and then he immediately drove away.
The people in the car were all from the same county town, not too big a place. One of the four people recognized him.
"Hey, this is Luo Bo. Luo Bo is back? Where are you working now?" Luo Bo looked at the person who spoke for a long time and recognized that it was his classmate from the next junior high school class.
With something to talk about, the journey naturally became much more enjoyable. "I'm in Shanghai now. I haven't been back for several years. It's rare that I have time this year." Luo Bo didn't say much.
The classmate naturally became interested after hearing this: "Shanghai? It's a big place. It seems that they make a lot of money there. I heard that people who earn a lot there also spend a lot."
To this, Luo Bo could only agree: "Yes, yes."
The snow scene outside the window quickly passed by, and with this guy chatting, time seemed to pass faster.
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After scanning the QR code to pay, Luo Bo got out of the car with his luggage. Another advantage of a private car is that it takes you directly to your doorstep, saving you the trouble of walking back home.
There were rows of courtyards next to each other, and the tiles on the roofs were all arranged in the same way. The big domestic wolfhound might have heard the voices of the people coming, and started barking in advance.
Standing outside the courtyard gate, I opened the door with the key I remembered. The dog barked happily but stopped barking when it saw the person coming. It tilted its head and wondered who it was.
Luo Bo said skillfully: Suck it, Feifei.
The dog's ears stood up, and it immediately remembered its owner. It made a humming sound, and jumped up with its front legs, wanting to pounce on the owner, but the dog leash was pulling on its neck, so the owner just stood there jumping.
The family was all taking a nap, and the double-glazed windows blocked out any noise from outside. I was the first to go forward and give the dog a hug. When the dog's tail was wagging like a fan and its tongue couldn't help but lick up and down, I dodged the tongue's attack and went into the house.
My mother was asleep at home, and my father was still working at the factory. He woke up when he heard the door open, but since the gate was locked, it could only be the child returning.
"Bobo is back. Are you hungry? I'll make you noodles right away." Mother got out of bed happily and walked into the kitchen.
After making dumplings, I went home to eat noodles. The hand-rolled noodles were neatly laid out in the kitchen to dry. The noodle sauce was also in a small bowl covered with a plate. I touched the bottom and it was still warm.
"Is your work in Shanghai going well? Are you used to the food? Is it damp there..." While cooking noodles, my mother kept asking about my well-being.
He helped add firewood to the stove and responded one by one. Luo Bo also felt a little bit of the mother's worry when her son is away from home.
It was almost dark in the afternoon, and my father was coming home from get off work. The factory had four shifts, three shifts, so it was considered a leisurely job.
As it was time for dinner, the family also had noodles. Luo Bo had a great appetite for the simple tomato and egg noodles and ate three bowls in a row.
Now that his son is back, it's time to start preparing for the Lunar New Year. His father asks about his work again, and Luo Bo explains a little bit.
"I'm working in a studio now, and I'm considered a manager there." My parents didn't ask much about my income. The older generation just wanted a stable job.
After dinner, his mother washed the dishes while his father took him out to ask more about work. Luo Bo just said whatever he could, trying to create the impression at home that his job position belonged to management.
After returning home, Luo Bo completely relaxed. There was no live broadcast and no studio work. He went out every day to visit the small supermarkets in the county and look for decoration companies.
Although our house is made of brick and tile, its interior structure has long been deteriorating. There are outdated and weathered aluminum wires, old double-glazed iron windows, and paper ceilings that are constantly falling off.
If you have money, go to the agency directly and contact them. The next day, a construction team came to your house. They took a few foremen to measure the house, and then they went to a restaurant to discuss the construction time and price.
The project had to be completed before the New Year, and there was only a little over a week left. However, thanks to Robo's krypton gold method, these were not a problem.
The parents watched in amazement as the work team arrived, and only then did Luo Bo tell them about it. The frugal old couple hurriedly said no, but after hearing that the money had already been paid and could not be refunded, they had no choice but to accept it.
After dinner, the two of them would watch the team go to work, fearing that their money would be wasted. When the team ate, Luo Bo would secretly take them out to eat, which was not bad at all. Luo Bo took the opportunity to buy New Year's goods, as there were already large trailers selling vegetables on the streets.
It is a custom here to stock up on vegetables such as cabbage and potatoes during the New Year, so Luo Bo did not save any money. With a wave of his hand, he sent a small tricycle back home with more than a dozen sacks of vegetables.
Directing the loaders to put the vegetables into the cellar, my parents were also worried about how to eat them all. The cabbage was naturally pickled to make sauerkraut, the radish could also be made into pickles, the carrots still had soil on them and looked like they could be kept for a long time, and the potatoes were kept to be eaten slowly.
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