After Song Rongrong and Zhang Shu walked away, Zhang Shu immediately asked, "How are you feeling now?"
Song Rongrong: "Big brother, what could I possibly feel? You're saying that he's a big star with connections."
Zhang Shu blinked. "Don't you feel anything else at all?"
Song Rongrong said honestly, "He's really good, he should become a big star!"
Zhang Shu: "...Never mind, you're such a blockhead."
Song Rongrong: "Say that again?!"
Zhang Shu: "Oh, oh, just kidding."
Today is Christmas Eve, and tomorrow is Christmas Day.
Song Rongrong couldn't help but think that it seemed like she had met Ying Zhengqing last Christmas.
The Christmas atmosphere on the streets was a bit stronger than last year. Christmas is considered a major holiday abroad, but it's not even considered a minor holiday in the eyes of Chinese people.
Zhang Shu: "Rongrong, you really don't want to date? What are you going to do about your grandparents pressuring you?"
Song Rongrong shrugged, "It's okay, my parents can cover for me. Besides, if our show starts, I'll just be going on a business trip."
"You little brat, so you were waiting here all along!"
Song Rongrong smiled.
"To be honest, Ying Zhengqing is really good-looking, and Yan Huai is also not bad-looking. But let's not talk about that bastard Yan Huai."
Last month, Song Rongrong and Zhang Shu went shopping and unexpectedly bumped into Yan Huai with a girl. The two seemed to be dating.
Song Rongrong thought it was great, at least they wouldn't come looking for her anymore.
Song Rongrong: "Stop it. Don't try to pressure me, an unmarried young woman, when you're already married. I'm very free now, so don't try to tie me down."
Zhang Shu gave her a thumbs up.
"Luckily, Han Yi is also busy. If Han Yi had to manage me every day, I wouldn't be able to stand it."
The two joked and laughed as they walked to the fork in the road, and then went their separate ways home.
Right after New Year's Day, Song Rongrong and her team's program received approval.
This is a cultural variety show, mainly involving interviews and recordings of unique landscapes and cultures from all over the country, as well as local artisans, with the main goal of promoting culture.
Recording will officially begin after the Chinese New Year.
The entire program is planned to take place in twelve locations, and filming will likely continue until at least next year.
Their first stop was in the south.
Song Rongrong went home and told her grandparents and parents about it.
Grandpa Song gave Song Rongrong a look, "Don't think we don't know what you're thinking."
Song Rongrong pretended to be confused, "Grandpa, I don't understand what you're saying."
Grandma Song sighed, her eyes disapproving. "Rongrong, it's so tiring running around outside, exposed to the wind and sun. You guys were fine sitting in an office before."
Song Rongrong: "Grandma, our show has to go out and film, otherwise we'll lose our jobs."
Grandma Song: "Even if you lose your job, your grandpa and grandma can still support you."
Touched, Song Rongrong held back her slightly moist eyes and laughed heartily, "It's okay, Grandpa and Grandma, I just like this feeling of being busy."
Xu Guiying didn't object; she thought it was good to be busy. "Be careful out there. Don't trust everyone. In some remote places, you outsiders don't understand the customs and might offend the locals. Don't be alone..."
Song Xinfu was reluctant to part with her, and before he could even speak, his eyes reddened.
"Dad, why are you crying?"
Song Xinfu: "Stop crying! You're the one who's crying!"
Qian Yu'an supports Song Rongrong going abroad. She won't graduate from university and start working until next year. She is quite envious of Song Rongrong's carefree attitude of leaving whenever she wants. Anyway, she will only be away for a year or two, and she will be doing a job she likes. Why not?
The two twins in the family can now run and jump, and speak fluently. Knowing that their fourth aunt is going to work in another city, they clamor to go too.
Qian Yu'an scared the two little ones by saying that there were ghosts outside that would eat people.
Before they knew it, it was New Year's Eve, and the New Year was here again. As always, Song Guomin brought New Year's goods to people's homes.
This time, Song Guomin mustered up his courage and knocked on the door.
The second son opened the door.
The second brother patted Yan Yanle's head and looked at Song Guomin, who seemed to be in good spirits.
When Song Yangmin became a father, he couldn't help but think of twins when he saw his two nephews and nieces.
Song Guomin called out to Yang Min.
Song Yangmin sighed and stepped aside, allowing Xu Guiying and the others inside to see the people outside.
This year, Song Guomin still couldn't get in. When they left, Grandma Song gave them dumplings she had made that morning.
Song Guomin led his two children out of Heping Lane, his eyes reddening as the wind blew.
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