Yu Xiangyang quickly responded: "Dad, I know, I will tell her."
The army was mainly investigating whether Wen Qin's parents had a criminal record. Wen Qin had none, and as for her father, Wen Qin had never even met him, so even if he was a bad guy, it wouldn't have much of an impact.
Yu Xiangyang didn't take it seriously.
In a blink of an eye, it was the 29th day of the lunar year, the fifth day since Yu Xiangyang left Beijing.
Wen Qiuning missed Yu Xiangyang very much. Last night she dreamed that he was running towards her and they were hugging each other.
She misses Yu Xiangyang so much!
Wen Qiuning looked at the rice cakes that Wen Qin had made yesterday and had an idea.
She took a few pieces of rice cakes, some oranges, and a jar of pickled tofu made by Wen Qin, and took the bus to the Song family to pay New Year's greetings.
Since there were many things to buy for the New Year, Lin Yunyi took Cheng Jingmo and Xiaojie out shopping early in the morning, while Yu Xiangnian accompanied the children to bask in the sun and play in the yard.
Yu Xiangnian was a little surprised to see Wen Qiuning, and then quickly welcomed her into the house.
The two sat and chatted for a while, and Wen Qiuning suddenly said, "I want to call Yu Xiangyang, is that okay?"
She didn't come here to save on phone bills, but mainly because she didn't know Yu's family's phone number.
Yu Xiangnian was delighted and quickly dialed the number, and it happened to be Yu Xiangyang who answered the call.
Although he returned home, Wen Qiuning and Cheng Jingmo were not around. He was in the south city, but his heart was in Beijing.
When Yu Xiangyang heard Yu Xiangnian's voice, he said calmly, "Didn't he just call last night?"
Yu Xiangnian: "Wen Qiuning wants to talk to you on the phone."
Yu Xiangyang never thought that Wen Qiuning would call him. He was so happy, "Hurry up, give her the phone!"
Yu Xiangnian's inner thoughts: Erha! A licking dog!
She gave the phone to Wen Qiuning and went out to accompany the child.
Wen Qiuning: "Hello, Yu Xiangyang."
When Yu Xiangyang heard Wen Qiuning's voice, his mouth grinned from ear to ear, "Ningning!"
Yu Xiangyang asked, "How have you been these past few days?"
"Everything is fine, how about you?"
Yu Xiangyang thought of Zhao Ruozhu's cold look at him and said, "I'm fine too."
Both of them wanted to say "I miss you very much", but they couldn't say it on the phone, so they were silent for a moment.
Yu Xiangyang muttered, "Mah!"
Wen Qiuning understood and smiled knowingly, "Me too."
Zhao Ruozhu sat on the sofa in the living room, seemingly reading the newspaper, but actually listening with her ears perked up.
Hearing Yu Xiangyang's mumbling, he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you talking to on the phone, speaking Russian?"
Zhao Ruozhu's words reminded Yu Xiangyang, and then Yu Xiangyang began to speak his immature English.
Yu Xiangyang: "My mother is at home, I'm going to speak English."
Wen Qiuning smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead."
Yu Xiangyang: "I miss you so much, I..."
One speaks Chinese and the other speaks English.
Yu Xiangyang is not a professional, and his speech is pure Chinese English in many places. For example, when he said "Long time no see", Wen Qiuning still understood him.
Zhao Ruozhu didn't understand, but seeing Yu Xiangyang's silly smile, she knew who was talking on the phone.
When Yu Xiangyang had almost finished speaking, Zhao Ruozhu stood up and walked over to him. "Is that classmate Wen calling? I want to talk to her too."
Yu Xiangyang reluctantly handed the phone to Zhao Ruozhu.
Zhao Ruozhu talked to Wen Qiuning for seven or eight minutes, showing concern for her life and work, asking her to be more tolerant of Yu Xiangyang, and inviting her to visit Nancheng.
There was no dull moment in these seven or eight minutes!
Yu Xiangyang looked at Zhao Ruozhu after she hung up the phone, a look of astonishment on his face. "I still want to talk!"
Zhao Ruozhu said disdainfully, "That's enough. If you keep talking in that drooling South City English, your tongue will get tied."
Yu Xiangyang muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's all because of you."
Wen Qiuning hung up the phone and went out to find Yu Xiangnian.
Yu Xiangnian looked at Wen Qiuning's smiling face and asked in surprise, "Is Yu Xiangyang telling you a joke on the phone?"
Wen Qiuning hugged Coco and rubbed her face against Coco's little face.
When she mentioned the phone call, she laughed again, "No, he speaks English very funny."
Yu Xiangnian: “···” I don’t understand, but I understand.
Anyway, only that idiot Yu Xiangyang can make Wen Qiuning so happy.
Wen Qiuning liked the two children and played with them for a long time before leaving.
New Year’s Eve.
Yu Xiangyang was so homesick that he even lost interest in setting off fireworks. He sat listlessly on the sofa, chatting with everyone in a haphazard manner.
Yu Xiangguo shook his head helplessly, "If I don't marry him off soon, I'm afraid he'll become a resentful man!"
Zhao Ruozhu replied dimly, "I actually want to marry him off, but no one wants him."
Yu Xiangyang said angrily: "Just wait, I will definitely bring her home for the New Year next year!"
"I'm waiting, waiting!" Zhao Ruozhu said, "I'm just afraid the wind will blow my tongue away."
Wen Qiuning is also suffering from the same lovesickness.
The mother and daughter sat around the fire, chatting from time to time.
With a few sounds, brilliant fireworks ignited in the sky.
Wen Qiuning looked at the colorful fireworks and thought of the past.
During the Chinese New Year two years ago, she and Yu Xiangyang were nothing. Yu Xiangyang was just a big kid leading a few kids to set off fireworks.
During the Chinese New Year last year, she was attracted to Xiangyang but restrained herself. She liked the splendor of the fireworks but was unwilling to get close to him.
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