"I see. You won't arrive until tomorrow morning. I'll pick you up when you get there." The old father is not heartless.
Lin Jingbei: "I'll show you my medal then."
At first, Lin Lu thought that he could find the live broadcast of their game online, but later he found that he could not find the path, so he could only ask his son for the results of the game. However, he has been too busy recently and has no energy to pay attention, so they don’t know how the children’s competition results are.
Song Chen mentioned: "What kind of medal?"
Lin Jingbei: "Guess."
"Copper?"
I heard that those foreigners are very good. After all, they are indeed ahead of us. Song Chen feels that it is a blessing to be able to win the award.
Lin Jingbei pursed his lips: "Dad, can you be a little braver and have some confidence in us?"
Song Chen: "Gold medal."
Lin Jingbei boasted proudly: "You guessed it right. I'll let you touch my gold medal later."
Song Chen picked up a box of chewing gum, put a piece in his mouth, and said with a scoundrel look: "Sure, I'll build an ancestral hall at home someday and put your gold medal and the ancestral tablets together."
Lin Jingbei: "Aren't you afraid that your ancestors will come to you in your dreams in the middle of the night?"
Song Chen: "When they come to me, they just praise me for being so great and having such an outstanding son. You really made me proud. I'll throw a party for you at the hotel later."
Lin Jingbei still said the same thing: "No, no more."
Song Chen: "Then I'll treat everyone to a meal, that should be fine."
Lin Jingbei: "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to get on the plane."
It takes more than ten hours to sit here, but there is space to sit.
Song Chen called Han Jiachao and asked them to look after the store. He paid for the chewing gum he had taken and went to the car shop.
After the design drawings were completed, the decoration had already begun.
Zhao Xunyou has been trained for more than a month and has basically mastered the vehicle. He is now interested in loading the vehicle and is learning. He will come back after the arrangement is completed here.
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
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Lin Jingbei took a flight at around seven last night and would probably arrive around nine in the morning.
Because the cram school has classes all day on Sundays, Lin Lu went to work there early.
Song Chen came home too late yesterday and forgot to tell the two old people, so they went out to sell snacks as usual early in the morning.
Song Chen worked for two hours and thought his son was about to arrive, so he called Lin Lu and asked her if she wanted to go with him to pick up his son.
Lin Lu still had classes to attend, so he simply refused.
Song Chen: "Aren't you afraid that your son will be sad?"
Lin Lu: "My son will understand me."
Song Chen: "Okay, I'll go alone. My son said he wants to show me his gold medal, and I want to be the first to see it."
"childish."
Lin Lu would not argue with him about this.
This time, Song Chen just took two loaves of bread and went there. If his son was hungry, he would fill his stomach first. There was no more. Unlike before, when he had to give snacks and flowers, it was full of ritual sense.
He arrived early and waited for twenty minutes before his son and his group came out.
The plane landed directly in Shanghai, so he didn't have to go there again.
Lin Jingbei only saw his father standing there alone, looking down at his phone. There was no sign of his mother, grandparents, or uncle around him. It was nothing like what he had imagined.
"dad!"
Song Chen raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound: "You are finally here."
Now that the weather is warmer, Song Chen is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt inside and a thinner black sweatshirt outside. He is tall and slender, and he doesn't look like the father of such a big child. Instead, he looks like a brother to Lin Jingbei.
Lin Jingbei: "Why are you alone?"
Song Chen: "Everyone is busy with work and can't spare the time. Child, you must remember that the earth does not revolve around you."
"Okay." Lin Jingbei was wearing a pink sweatshirt that was bought by his mother.
The child's skin looks unusually white, and from a distance she looks like a little girl.
Song Chen glanced at his son, feeling a little distressed, and asked, "Are you hungry? The family hasn't cooked yet, so are you going out for a meal?"
Lin Jingbei: "Okay, let's eat outside."
The flight was too long and he was a little airsick, so he felt dizzy.
Song Chen: "I'll make you a big meal tonight, just make do with what you have now."
What else could Lin Jingbei say? He could only agree.
The father and son casually fried two dishes outside and went home after eating.
Song Chen helped his son pull the luggage to his room, and Lin Jingbei couldn't wait to take out the gold medal.
The gold medal I won in the United States was placed in a very classy-looking black box. When I opened the box, I could see a heavy gold medal inside.
"Dad, look, number one."
Lin Jingbei shook it in front of his father proudly.
Song Chen took it in his palm and looked at it: "It brings honor to our family."
Lin Jingbei: "A gift for you and my mom for Father's Day and Mother's Day this year."
He has a total of three pieces in his hand, one for the National Championship, one for the Asian Championship, and one for the World Championship. Lin Jingbei wants to give the most valuable one to his mother as a Mother's Day gift, and the one for the Asian Championship to his father.
Song Chen was jealous, but he couldn't be jealous of his wife. He put the gold medal into the box and said, "Please keep it yourself. What do I need your gold medal for?"
Lin Jingbei closed it carefully: "If you don't want it, forget it."
Song Chen: "However, I have to thank my eldest son for his thoughtfulness."
Lin Jingbei: "Where's Third Uncle? Didn't he say he was back? Why isn't he here? Isn't he living at home?"
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