Return to Beijing

"Qingqing, I love you."

Just as everyone was cheering for the New Year, a familiar voice suddenly rang in her ears. Liang Qingqing turned around and happened to meet his gentle smiling eyes.

Fan Yanxing's romance always appeared so suddenly in front of her, leaving people unprepared and touching her heartstrings. She pursed her lips and smiled, and said firmly: "I love you too, Yanxing."

Hearing this, the smile in his eyes deepened, like a casual remark, but also like a solemn promise, "We will celebrate the New Year together every year."

Fan Yanxing was wearing a red sweater, like a charming male fairy in the dark night, with a pair of deep big eyes shining, and when he stared at people, he could hook away all the other person's attention.

Her eyes swept over his handsome features, and she slowly replied, "Of course."

If there weren't so many people around, she would have really wanted to rush over and kiss him hard.

Just as the sparks between the two of them were burning, Songzi brought over a small box filled with all kinds of fireworks and firecrackers that Fan Yanxing had bought from somewhere. The little guy raised his head and invited excitedly, "Aunt, they don't want to play, can you play with me?"

"..." This made her sound like a backup option.

Liang Qingqing smiled helplessly, but she didn't refuse Songzi's enthusiastic invitation. She took his hand and walked into the yard. At first, she was not interested, but later she played more and more crazy and almost burned a hole in her cotton coat.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw the "two little kids" chasing and playing in the yard. The Spring Festival should be lively and noisy. Even if you don't play, it's especially interesting to watch others play.

Liang Qingqing followed Fan Yanxing back home reluctantly until the box of fireworks and firecrackers was empty.

The night sky was dotted with stars, covering the top of the head, as if they were about to fall down, so beautiful that it was unreal. A silver moon cast soft moonlight. The two took advantage of the fact that there was no one on the road at night, and walked hand in hand on the country road recklessly, enjoying their time alone.

The cold wind blew, but they only felt warm when they snuggled together. The heat that surged from the depths of their hearts slowly engulfed them.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the two boarded a train to Beijing. There were not many people in the carriage. They bought the adjacent berths. No one lived in the upper berth, so they simply pulled a curtain to form an independent small space.

Fan Yanxing took the thermos to get hot water, while Liang Qingqing was making the bed. This trip would take a lot of time on the road. With the experience of the last business trip, she felt that the public quilt was not clean, so she brought her own sheets and quilt covers, which were much cleaner when she laid them on.

After eating something simple, Liang Qingqing went to bed and read a book. She buried herself in the quilt and didn't feel so cold. Fan Yanxing sat on the bed and peeled apples with a small fruit knife, feeding her a piece from time to time. Because of the curtains, they were not afraid of being seen by others, so they did this kind of intimate behavior very naturally.

With the roar of the train, they finally arrived at their destination. As

soon as they left the train station, they saw a vast expanse of white. Compared with the snow in Beijing, the snow in Changbei Province was nothing. Liang Qingqing took a deep breath and stared at the white mist that stayed in the air for a long time before gradually dispersing. The corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, and she finally came back.

"After dinner, I'll play in the snow with you?" Seeing Liang Qingqing staring into the distance with a smile on her face, Fan Yanxing thought she was interested in this, so he immediately suggested.

Liang Qingqing nodded: "Okay, Mom said she'd pick us up, go find out where she is?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a woman in an army green coat waved at them in the square, "Yanxing, Qingqing, here." Looking

in the direction of the voice, they saw Qu Qingying coming to pick them up. She walked over quickly and took the small bag from Liang Qingqing's hand enthusiastically, "I'm so happy to see you back. You must be tired on the way?"

Liang Qingqing was both unfamiliar and familiar with this mother-in-law whom she had only met a few times, and most of the time they had communicated on the phone. However, facing her friendly and gentle inquiries, a warm current and closeness surged from the bottom of her heart, and she followed her words and said, "It's okay, but the food is not good."

"Then let's go back quickly. The food is almost ready. We're just waiting for you to eat." Qu Qingying looked at Liang Qingqing with heartache, and looked her up and down. Seeing that there was no trace of stubbornness, she was relieved.

After such a long time of communication and exchange, she now recognizes and likes this daughter-in-law from the bottom of her heart, so she treats her like her own child.

"Okay."

Looking at the two women chatting happily in front of him, Fan Yanxing was stunned for two seconds, then raised the corners of his lips, and quickly caught up with them, trying to join in their topic, but it was obviously ineffective, so he simply shut up and acted as a luggage porter, becoming an invisible man obediently.

"This car was assigned to your father by his unit." Qu Qingying opened the trunk door and let Fan Yanxing put the luggage in, then explained to Liang Qingqing, "Otherwise, it would be a real problem to travel during the Spring Festival."

Beijing has trams and buses, but the number of trips will be reduced during the Spring Festival. If you miss this one, you may have to walk home.

"I just sent him to the unit to handle something, and then I came to pick you up on the way. I will pick him up later, and we can go home." Qu Qingying opened the back seat door for Liang Qingqing first, and then opened the driver's door.

Liang Qingqing opened her mouth and asked, "Do you still have things to deal with during the New Year?"

"That's right, but there's nothing I can do. The phone call has come to my house, so it must be an emergency." Qu Qingying sighed and asked Liang Qingqing to get in the car. It was cold outside.

"Mom, can you drive?" There are only a handful of people who can drive these days, let alone female drivers.

Seeing Liang Qingqing's eyes shining, Qu Qingying unconsciously straightened her back, with a proud smile in her eyes, "I learned a little from your grandparents in the army when I was a child."

Fan Yanxing crossed his arms over his chest and smiled to help Qu Qingying gain face in front of his daughter-in-law, "She used to drive a military vehicle and a tank."

Liang Qingqing showed an expression of admiration and surprise at the right time, which made Qu Qingying smile and couldn't help talking about those glorious years. With two audience members cooperating, the atmosphere in the car became very high for a while. It was not

until she connected with Fan Fangming that Qu Qingying stopped talking with a lingering feeling.

Liang Qingqing looked out the window at the familiar or unfamiliar scenery, silently guessing where the car's destination was, and countless answers flashed through her mind. Even though she was prepared, she was still shocked when she actually saw the car pass through the gate guarded by wooden guards, then slowly drive inside, and finally stop in front of a small western-style building. What is

a wealthy family, a splendid house, all became concrete at this time.

She swallowed subconsciously and turned her head to look at Fan Yanxing, who was moving the luggage out of the trunk. When he noticed her gaze, he smiled. Seeing this, she really couldn't connect such an innocent handsome boy with the powerful boss in the book.

Before she could continue to think wildly, the twin siblings rushed out at the first time, one holding Fan Yanxing and the other holding Liang Qingqing, refusing to let go, calling them uncle and aunt, which made her heart melt.

"Don't stand at the door, carry the baby inside." Qu Qingying patted her two grandchildren's heads in disdain, then turned around and shouted into the house. Soon, her son-in-law Lin Feng, wearing an apron, came out to help with the luggage and parking. After a long time, everyone finally sat down on the sofa.

Fan Yajun came out of the kitchen with the last dish, first greeted Liang Qingqing and the others, then led them to the dining table and asked everyone to come and eat.

The solid wood table was filled with all kinds of delicious dishes, which were delicious, exquisite and thoughtful. Especially after seeing a few familiar Changbei dishes, Liang Qingqing knew that they must have learned them specifically for her, and the emotion spread in her heart instantly.

Not only that, after dinner, Qu Qingying also took her to visit Fan Yanxing's room, no, now it was their room.

It was clear that the room had been cleaned again, so clean that it seemed to be shining, the four-piece suit was new, and even the bedside was placed with her usual toiletries, as well as new pajamas and slippers.

"See if there's anything you're missing. If there is, be sure to tell mom."

Liang Qingqing retracted her gaze and held Qu Qingying's hand, her eyes red. "What else is missing? Thank you, mom. You're so nice to me."

"Why say thank you? We're a family." Seeing Liang Qingqing like this, Qu Qingying's eyes turned red. Afraid of making a fool of herself in front of the younger generation, she quickly changed the subject by explaining something, then left the room, leaving them alone.

Liang Qingqing was tired after sitting on the train for such a long time. She hugged Fan Yanxing's waist and buried her face in his arms. Thinking of what she saw when she came back, she couldn't help poking his chest and deliberately complained in a low voice: "Why didn't you mention that your family is so well off?"

"You are so smart, didn't you guess it?" Fan Yanxing pinched her buttocks, raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

The usual food, clothing, and knowledge... As long as you pay a little attention, you can find something unusual. As his closest wife, she must have discovered it a long time ago. Besides, he did say it, but he just didn't say it in such detail.

Liang Qingqing coughed lightly and looked away guiltily. She was really talking nonsense. There was no need for her to guess. She knew Fan Yanxing's family conditions from the beginning, and it was for this reason that she deliberately approached him and wanted to cling to him.

Now she has clung to him, but she has also lost his heart and his personality.

As expected, she should not have bad thoughts...

"I guessed it, so I dare to use your money so recklessly." Liang Qingqing blinked at Fan Yanxing coquettishly, and then kissed him on the lips, "I want to take a shower. I have been holding it in for the past two days."

On the train, she could only wipe herself with a towel and could not take a shower at all.

Fan Yanxing hugged her waist, kissed her back twice, and then reluctantly let go, then picked up the toiletries that Qu Qingying prepared for them, "It's just opposite our room, I'll get it for you." After taking

a quick shower, Liang Qingqing lay down on the bed. She originally wanted to wait for Fan Yanxing to come back and sleep together, but she fell asleep unknowingly and slept until breakfast the next day. After dinner