Chapter 65
Two hours later, the plane landed on time.
Still gliding, Chen Yun patted her daughter's hand to wake her up: "Wake up, baby, we are almost home."
Chen Xingyue opened her eyelids a little, probably unhappy about being disturbed, and just hummed without opening her mouth.
On the other hand, Chen Xinyang, who was sitting next to his father, jumped up straight after being poked, his face full of excitement, making people suspect that he was pretending to sleep.
Song Fenglin was mentally prepared to carry his son all the way, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. But when he turned around and took a look, he felt it was too early to be relieved, so he said, "I'll carry her."
Even though Chen Xingyue is only seven years old, she usually eats well, jumps high and sleeps well. Her wrists and ankles look thin, but they are actually quite heavy when lifted.
Chen Yun disagreed: "It hasn't stopped yet. If it does, she'll get up."
She was right. Chen Xingyue stayed here for two minutes, then heard her mother unbuckling her seat belt. It was like hearing the horn of liberation. Then there was a click, and she pressed her face against the small window: "I've been here before."
Chen Yun re-braided her hair and said, "Do you remember how to get home? Can you show mom the way later?"
Children need this sense of mission. They suddenly felt that today's mission was important. When they walked out of the airport, they looked left and right to determine the direction. Unfortunately, they were not sure about either direction. They felt embarrassed but did not say anything. They just glanced at their mother out of the corner of their eyes.
Chen Yun thought that she was lucky she was a child, otherwise she would have been caught red-handed with her sneaky look. She said, "You wait here, I'll go get the car."
Transportation in the village is inconvenient, so they rent a car every year when they come back. The roads in their hometown are a bit winding, and she usually drives more at home, so she is usually the driver.
In Ningjiang, Song Fenglin rarely touched the steering wheel throughout the year and just stayed there to look after the children and luggage.
The brother and sister were very impatient about waiting and would ask "Is mom here yet?" every ten seconds.
Every time he was asked, Song Fenglin had to say: "Right away."
As time went by, he felt like every day was a year. He raised his head, took a deep breath, and took out his phone: "Send a message to grandpa and grandma and tell them we've arrived."
If Chen Xingyue says something, Chen Xinyang must also say something.
The two people's attention was completely diverted, and after getting in the car, they began to chatter about a hundred thousand questions.
One looked at the road and asked: "Mom, what kind of flower is that?"
One looked into the car and asked: "Dad, is this an air conditioner?"
Song Fenglin turned his head from the co-pilot seat and said, "Both of you stay silent. Close your eyes and lean back. Get some sleep so you can play later in the evening."
Perhaps it was because riding in the car was really boring, the brother and sister pursed their lips with nothing to do and soon fell asleep again.
To some extent, this is the only benefit of them getting up so early in the morning. Adults don't have the ability to go to bed whenever they want.
Especially Song Fenglin, who usually sleeps little, was always energetic. He asked, "Are you sleepy? If you are, I'll start the program."
Chen Yun stepped on the accelerator and turned onto the highway: "It's okay, it'll only take an hour."
And then I suddenly thought: "The first year my parents came to Ningjiang, Line 14 had not yet been opened. They heard from someone that there was a shop in the forest park where they could pick their own strawberries, which were particularly sweet, so they took the bus there. When they came back, they told me that if they were in their hometown, they could go to the provincial capital."
This is also the reason why many elderly people cannot adapt from rural areas to big cities. Their previous world was too small, and when they first arrived, all distances were pulled apart, and it seemed as if there was no place for them to stay in such a big world.
Song Fenglin: "My parents are pretty good at running. Li Dong said his mother has been here for more than a year and even gets dizzy when entering the subway station in front of their home."
Chen Yun: "It wasn't easy. When they first arrived, they missed the bus many times, not to mention the subway. One time, we took the last bus to the new district, and there was no one there. We couldn't get a return bus, so I took a taxi from school in the middle of the night to pick them up."
It’s amazing that just with these few words, Song Fenglin seemed to have a picture in his mind.
He thought that his parents-in-law would not call immediately after getting off the car. The old couple would hold each other's hands and look for solutions in all directions. When they really had no other ideas, they would look for their daughter, and then they would obediently stay there and chat while waiting.
Chen Yun passed away in the middle of the night. When she returned to school, she couldn't get into the dormitory, so she had to stay in the house her parents rented. The place is said to be small, but there is a delicious barbecue restaurant downstairs. They will probably have a nice midnight snack and sit together to chat.
Whenever he thought of this, Song Fenglin would never regret not having the opportunity to participate in her previous life, because he knew that he could not give her more at that time.
He said, "Hello, and hello to mom and dad."
Chen Yun didn't expect that he had so many divergent thoughts, so she said, "Hello, your wife, and your parents. Congratulations."
Song Fenglin actually had a lot more to say, but considering that she was driving, he stopped talking: "I won't bother you, just focus on driving."
But my mind never stops thinking about when I first got married, my parents-in-law both had jobs, one was a live-in aunt, and the other was a laborer in a decoration team. Although it was hard work, the income was still acceptable. In addition, Chen Yun had a good salary in a foreign company, so the family of three earned the same as Song Fenglin.
When I went back to my hometown for the New Year that year, the elders actually had a bit of a glory-filled attitude towards me. They praised their son-in-law highly out of politeness and told everyone how good he was.
No matter which family the relationship is, it is a bit difficult to describe, so naturally some people started to make a fuss: "Then you can enjoy your retirement now."
Liu Yingxia said firmly: "No, we won't let our children down."
They are not just saying this for the sake of appearances, they have been implementing it for ten years.
When people reach middle age, most families are in a mess, basically because everyone cannot live as one.
It's human nature to have some thoughts and calculations, but Chen Yun has never experienced this and doesn't know how precious it is.
To be honest, Song Fenglin was very envious of her and was glad that it was her.
There are so many things he didn't get, and some people who lament their childhood can occasionally squeeze out a little warmth, which becomes a reason for them to be unable to escape from their original family.
But he really didn't, and his memories are always shrouded in a gray sky.
For this reason, he is willing to respect his parents-in-law's life in their hometown and do his best to satisfy their vanity in their hometown, even if it is difficult.
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There were a family of four in the car. Chen Yun drove slowly along the way and arrived home fifteen minutes later than expected.
As soon as the driver's window was lowered, her parents came over and asked, "Are you tired, little one? Is Fenglin hungry? Oh, the baby is sleeping."
The next second, Chen Xingyue and her brother's eyes opened like lightning. Due to their parents' education, they didn't dare to open the car door by themselves, and they fluttered around like two monkeys.
Chen Yongzhong and Liu Yingxia opened the door one on each side and hugged one each, not forgetting to talk to the older two equally.
Chen Yun waved her hand: "No need to exchange pleasantries, just take it away and let us be quiet for a while."
Liu Yingxia scolded: "Who kept telling me that I could do it?"
Chen Yun looked innocent: "It's not me anyway."
Okay, okay, okay, if she says no then it’s not okay.
Liu Yingxia only asked: "Are you hungry? Can I cook some noodles for you?"
Chen Yun: "No, it's almost time for dinner."
Then he said, "You guys go in, I'll take the luggage."
There was no need for her to help, Song Fenglin could handle it all by himself.
He carried the box and ran back and forth to the second floor, and finally put his hands on his waist and said: "It's really tiring without an elevator."
There is no shortage of rich people in rural areas, and everyone is willing to spend money on building houses. Several households in the village have elevators.
But Chen Yun took into consideration that the family didn't live there much, and the equipment would easily age and rust if left alone. Also, the house only had two and a half floors, and installing an elevator would be a bit of a waste, so she vetoed the proposal.
Now it seems that I feel a bit sorry for the strong laborers.
She stretched out her hand and gave a thumbs up to comfort him: "Come on, you are the best."
Song Fenglin: "Just in time for fitness."
After saying this, he pushed all the boxes at the stairs into the room and turned on the light at the door.
Chen Yun followed him and looked at the spotless house: "Self-built houses are spacious."
They lived in a large suite with a small study and a large cloakroom at the entrance, and the bedroom and bathroom further inside.
The room on the second floor is the largest. The other two rooms without a study are for Chen Xingyue and her brother.
Even so, they were frightened by the emptiness the last time they came back and were determined not to sleep alone like they did in Ningjiang.
Thinking of this, Chen Yun said: "We shouldn't have brought the children's luggage up here. They will probably sleep with their grandparents at night."
Song Fenglin's eyes flashed with confusion. He only thought for two seconds between clamping the light bulb in the middle of the night and running another trip, and then decided: "Then I'll take it down again."
Running fast enough, Chen Yun thought that fitness is indeed different, and he worked with great vigor and vigor.
She could hardly help herself just driving, and was too lazy to empty the box. She exercised the greatest right of the apple of the family's eye and lay on the sofa on the first floor, playing with her cell phone, completely liberated.
Liu Yingxia cut some fruit from the kitchen and placed it on the coffee table in the living room: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Chen Yun smiled and said, "I always wear three-piece suits. You must have bought them."
Liu Yingxia, who raised her daughter herself, couldn’t possibly be unaware of her daughter’s taste, but she would habitually ask every time and then turn to her son-in-law.
Song Fenglin was so tired that he was sweating a little. He just came out of the bathroom after washing his face and wiped the dripping water: "I eat meat."
Liu Yingxia felt distressed: "You should eat more meat. You've become too thin."
She thought everyone was thin and insisted that her grandchildren must have lost ten pounds, and she tried her best to pick up food for them at dinner.
As soon as the children got home, they played football with their grandfather in the yard. Their appetites were aroused and they ate a lot to show their grandfather's respect.
Liu Yingxia was so distressed that she even scolded her son-in-law: "Look at the hungry child."
Chen Yun chimed in: "Look at how hungry the baby is."
She deliberately used Tong Xiangyu's accent. Song Fenglin couldn't help laughing, and he lowered his head but couldn't hide the movement of his shoulders.
Seeing this, Chen Yun immediately got angry: "Hey, he actually dared to laugh, it's obvious that he has not reflected on his actions. Mom, punish him by not letting him eat for three days."
Liu Yingxia clapped her hands: "You are not a good boy either, talk less and eat more."
But when the family is together, everyone has a lot to talk about, and even the trivial daily things can be brought up.
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