Seeing that there were less than five days left before the Chinese New Year, Weiran and Suisui, who had had enough fun with the gifts, also landed at the Capital Airport on the rescheduled flight and rented a car early the next afternoon.
We got a business car that was spacious enough and picked up Suisui's parents who were coming back to celebrate the New Year, as well as Ji Ma who was coming to China to celebrate the festival.
Before the car driven by Wei Ran drove out of the parking lot, Ji Ma anxiously grabbed the back of the seat and asked, "Victor, have you prepared enough fireworks and wine? Your Chinese wine!"
"Don't worry, there will definitely be enough for you to drink."
Wei Ran looked at the suit and leather shoes he was wearing through the rearview mirror. Even his hairstyle seemed to have been specially designed to make him look more like a groom. He couldn't help but asked curiously, "Why are you dressed so formally?"
"It's that old guy Gorman"
Jima tugged on his tie and said helplessly, "He said I will be a star soon, so I have to pay attention to my image no matter where I go."
"Don't listen to his nonsense"
Professor Alexey, who had not dealt with Jima in the past few days before returning to China, immediately exposed the moisture in the former's words, "I have never heard Gorman talk about this kind of thing, but I heard him call you.
Let you keep a low profile."
"You heard me wrong," Jima defended with white teeth.
"These two idiots," Zhou Shujin muttered in Chinese, then simply took out an eye mask and a pair of earplugs and put them on to relieve the jet lag.
Amid the endless bickering between Jima and Professor Alexei, the car driven by Wei Ran drove through the sparse traffic and arrived at the high-speed rail station.
With Ji Ma looking for fresh things along the way, the group boarded the high-speed train bound for Baiyangdian. After Ji Ma found his seat, he immediately took out a coin from his pocket and stood ready.
On the window sill, when the car started running, I immediately took out two action cameras, hung one of them on my chest, held the other in my hand, and took pictures of the speedometer from time to time, and from time to time, took pictures of the coins on the window sill.
"What are you doing?" Wei Ran, who was sitting next to Ji Ma, couldn't help but ask.
"I want to see if what is said on the YouTube is true."
Ji Ma said seriously, "If it is true, I will send it to my parents and let them see it. If there is a chance in the future, I will bring them here to see it."
"Hope you have a good time"
Seeing the rare seriousness of this guy, Wei Ran didn't bother to say anything more. Things like this, which he had long been accustomed to in China and took for granted, made foreigners like Jima find it unbelievable. He went to school in Russia.
I learned this lesson more than once a year ago.
Not to mention anything else, just by swiping his face to buy a drink before getting in the car, Ji Ma, who had been talking about maintaining a good image on the way, acted like a fool and put on all kinds of emoticons in front of the vending machine camera.
This guy even insisted on taking a photo of Wei Ran with his mobile phone, and then tried to use the photo on the phone screen to point the camera at a bug and change the bottle of drink.
"Everything here is just new to me," Jima said with a rare serious expression, "but to my parents, especially my father, it has a different meaning."
"Why do you say that?" Wei Ran, who originally had no intention of disturbing Ji Ma, asked curiously.
"My father is a Communist Party member." Jima paused and emphasized, "Of course, I am talking about a Communist Party member in the Soviet era."
"so what?"
"Although he was just an ordinary coal miner before, he always believed that only Su Gong could help him live the life he wanted."
Jima said with an honest grin, "Before my father knew that I was coming to China, he told me personally on the phone that he wanted me to take a look for him to see if China had created something that should have been created by the Soviet Union.
Take the imaginary world they created and see if they can do better than the post-disintegration Russia."
Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, and said confidently with a smile on his face, "I hope everything you see in the next few days will not disappoint him. Also, at this time next year, you can take your parents with you.
Get up and celebrate the festival with us."
"Before that, I need to take more pictures of things they are interested in before going back." Jima said, already pointing the action camera in his hand at the clean and tidy carriage.
"Before the collapse of the Soviet Union, I was also a member of the Communist Party. Unfortunately, less than two years after I was approved to join the Party, the Soviet Union disappeared."
Professor Alexei, who was across the aisle, said with emotion in Chinese that Ji Ma could not understand, "But I guarantee that the parents of that little bastard Ji Ma will not be disappointed."
"You two idiots almost moved me."
Wei Ran secretly made up a line about Professor Alexei, who was about to change from uncle to father-in-law, and his good friend Jima, but he did not say anything joking.
Suisui and Zhou Shujin, mother and daughter, who were sitting next to Professor Alexei, did not notice what the three men here were talking about at all.
It was only less than an hour and a half's drive, but Ji Ma held up the action camera alone with great interest and visited all the carriages he could go to. He even relied on Suisui's social zodiac syndrome and learned from Wei Ran.
With the borrowed mobile phone and the scan code payment method he learned, he went to the dining car and bought himself a portion of braised beef rice bowl that he thought was good but that Wei Ran and others did not touch, as well as a can of braised beef rice bowl that Wei Ran and others remembered.
He thought it was okay, but after drinking it, he felt like watered down beer.
After chatting about these minor differences, everyone left the high-speed rail station. Wei Ran, who was familiar with the road, chartered a van that worked for people on the roadside and rushed to his grandma's house.
Although I haven't been here for more than half a month, the two yards that are truly connected have been tidied up. Although Grandpa Suisui's newly built house is not yet usable, at least it has doors and windows.
Marble floors were paved, and even a plastic greenhouse filled with vegetable seedlings was installed between the two houses, near the well.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although there is an extra quarter horse coming back this year, and there is also one less house, but for this small village that was originally a tourist attraction, it really lacks nothing.
There may be a shortage of housing for people to live in. Not to mention the distance, just the neighbors who cooperate with the small travel agency run by Wei Ran's parents can let Jima change rooms from the twelfth lunar month to the end of the first lunar month without the same thing.
But obviously, for Jima, a hunter who once had to sleep in the wilderness often, in addition to the hot earthen kang, he was a little excited. After returning, he planned to go back to the Inta Hot Spring Camp and those who had planned to break ground in the summer.
Apart from the arrangements for the hunter's cabin that was under construction, he really didn't care about the rest.
On the other hand, the glass jar of medicinal wine that Mr. Zhou brewed was specially designed to treat bruises. Under the fancy packaging of the professor who was always ready to trick him again, it seemed to have become a fusion of the mysterious power from the East China.
The secret magic medicine that allows men to literally take the lead.
"Victor, is what the professor said true?" Ji Ma, who had already blacklisted the professor in his heart, turned to Wei Ran and asked expectantly, "If it is true, can you give me a test?"
Bottle? I have a friend..."
"Fake"
Wei Ran shook his head angrily. If he really drank those medicinal wines for external use, and the amount was only one bottle, he didn't know whether Jima's so-called "friend" would be able to take the lead alone, but it was hard to do so during the Chinese New Year.
It's definitely a sure thing to have a seat in advance.
As the elders of the two families pulled Wei Ran, Suisui and Zhou Shujin to greet each other, and the two men sitting on the kang bickered, the sky gradually darkened, and Wei Ran's parents finally finished their last day's work of the year.
, rushed back with a cart full of New Year’s goods.
And that night, Ji Ma, who had an action camera hanging on his chest from beginning to end, also got his wish and experienced Wei Ran's so-called heavy drinking.
While they were busy preparing for the New Year, Chen Guangling in the capital still worked early and late to practice piano with his son Chen Luoxiang, seizing the time to prepare for his apprenticeship after the new year, while his wife took on the responsibilities before the new year.
all preparations.
For their ordinary family, although such an ordinary life is not easy, it is at least happy and stable. It is enough for the children raised by the couple to put aside all scruples and pursue their dreams and do things.
want to do.
For a girl like Katenka from Italy who is destined to have little to do with being "ordinary", today is also the sixth time that she has invited Monica to the second floor of Gubijing Pasta Restaurant to taste desserts and play games together.
day.
Compared with the first chat in the dessert shop next to the amusement park, after getting along with each other these days, Monica, who suffers from severe social anxiety, has obviously regarded Katenka as someone else in the real world except Matthew and Ta.
Outside the West, the only good friend I can open my heart to.
As a friend, Katenka, after learning that the other party had no friends in reality, generously gave her a computer with high configuration as a gift that she almost dared not accept.
"Katenko, this gift is too valuable." Monica said in a panic, her tone began to vibrate, and her hands nervously kneaded the buttons of her cuffs, not knowing how to refuse.
"We are already good friends, aren't we?"
Katenka gently pushed a plate of cakes to the other party, pulled away slightly and said, "You wouldn't even refuse a gift from a friend, would you?"
"But..."
“Nothing to worry about”
Katenka picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at the time, then ate the cake on his plate in one gulp, "I'll get the monitor, you get the host. It's already time for me to get off work, and I don't want to give my boss more work."
One minute."
Before she finished speaking, Katenka put on the windbreaker hanging on the hanger, struggled to pick up the big box containing the monitor, and walked towards the stairs with difficulty.
Monica glanced at Kajenko, then at the unpacked computer case she had on hand. After hesitating for a moment, she accepted the first person in the real world besides Matthew and Tassie.
