Liu Xinyi's face was filled with endless joy when she sent Hanzi out. Hanzi was recognized by his parents, which was thousands of times better than any reward.
The two exchanged a few warm and considerate words, and Hanzi returned to Xie's Mansion. He, Gao Shirou, and Xie Jiaying "notified" the Liu family's guardians, and then they took the trip and rushed back to Shuize. Xie Jiaying originally
She called the driver and wanted to take him back with Gao Shirou, but Hanzi insisted on taking the car back by herself. Gao Shirou and Xie Jiaying had to reluctantly send him to the station to take the bus.
When they saw the huge crowds of people outside the station, the two girls were a little worried. It was the peak period of Spring Festival travel, when students were going home for the holidays, and when tourists who went out to work returned home to reunite with their families, the station was extremely noisy, even in the cold winter.
In the twelfth lunar month, it also gives people a sense of irritability.
Hanzi looked at the crowds at the entrance and exit of the station and the long queues at the ticket office, so he asked the two of them to wait for him outside, and he went to queue up to buy tickets. Xie Jiaying said angrily: "Hanzi, look at you
If you are asking for trouble, it would be great if Sister Shirou and I send you back."
Hanzi looked at the various people coming and going in the station, and the lively scene where everyone was squeezing and swarming, and said with a smile: "I also want to experience this lively atmosphere for the last time. I thought of next year, when we
You are already driving your own car, and if you ask me to squeeze in again, I probably won’t have the patience anymore. While I’m still in the mood now, I’ll suffer again.” With that, he walked towards the ticket office.
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Xie Jiaying sighed: "This Hanzi, sometimes I really can't understand what he is thinking."
Gao Shirou said softly: "His state of mind is not something we can understand. Jiaying, you also know that our Han is not an ordinary person. As long as he loves us and loves us, that's all. Sometimes we don't need to think about the things he does.
It doesn’t matter.”
Xie Jiaying thought for a while and suddenly smiled and said: "Yes, I am asking for trouble. Sister Shirou, while there are still a few days until the New Year, we will invite Sister Xinyi to learn to drive together tomorrow."
Gao Shirou smiled and said, "Okay, give your sister Xinyi a call."
"Grandpa, I'm back!" Hanzi shouted as soon as he entered the house.
"Good boy, I finally got you back." The old man walked out of his room slowly, leaning on a cane.
"Grandpa, you are in good spirits!" Hanzi left the trip behind and rushed over to support the old man.
Looking at his grandfather's rosy and shiny face and his slightly moist white hair, Hanzi seemed to have a warm current flowing through his heart. He thought of his grandfather's haggard appearance when he came back last time, and compared it with now.
Grandpa, he felt very happy in his heart. For a person who loves his family, the health of his family is more joyful than anything else.
"Yes, it's much better. I feel like I'm ten years younger now. I'll probably be able to open a clinic again in a while," the old man said excitedly.
Hanzi smiled and said: "As long as Grandpa you are in good health and in a good mood, you can do whatever you want. Hanzi will always support you. Hanzi loves to see grandpa happy and always smiling. Grandpa is optimistic and open-minded.
Our family’s greatest treasure.”
The old man chuckled and said: "Good boy, I haven't seen you for a while, you have become mature and philosophical. Not bad, not bad!"
The mother heard the sound inside and came out. Before anyone came out, her hearty voice had already come out: "Yes, Dad, the Hanzi in our family have grown up and they all have girlfriends."
As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared in the corridor of the building.
The hair that was almost completely white now actually grew a small half of black hair, which was moist and shiny. The complexion was extremely rosy, the wrinkles on the face were obviously reduced, and the eyes were bright and clear. Apart from the hair, there was no trace of it anymore.
She has physical features that are inconsistent with her age, and her whole person looks extremely energetic.
This is the current Meng Yuzhi.
"Wow, Mom, I think my son will have to call you sister in a while." As soon as Hanzi saw his mother's appearance, he felt relieved and had tears in his eyes, but he didn't want to let it go now.
As it flowed down, he joked.
"You brat, you make fun of your mother as soon as you get home. She's already grown old and her hair has turned white. You still say these things to your mother. If you don't let others hear you, you'll laugh out loud." Montessori scolded her with a smile.
His eyes were full of joy and tenderness.
Hanzi said coquettishly: "Mom, what my son said is true. Haven't you looked in the mirror during this time? Your hair is now half black again. Your face is rosy and your skin is tender. It's better than the last time I saw you.
You were at least ten years younger at that time. If you don't believe me, go ask my dad."
In fact, why didn't Montessori know the changes in her body? There is no beautiful woman in this world, especially a woman with love. Who doesn't want to be young forever and appear in front of the person she loves with the most beautiful face?
Even Montessori, who was born in a rural area, was no exception. But these words came from her son's mouth, so she was more or less embarrassed. She smiled and scolded: "I don't want to listen to your nonsense, go home."
As before, she still walked over and picked up Hanzi's gift as a habit, as if doing these things would bring her a sense of happiness. But the facts also proved that this was the case. Every time she did these things, she
There were happy smiles on their faces.
"The thread in the hands of a loving mother is like the clothes on a wanderer's body. The seams are thick and tight before leaving, for fear of returning late. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring."
Hanzi looked at his mother's all-too-familiar smiling face, and couldn't help but think of the song "Wandering Son's Song". The hearts of parents in the world, and the kindness of parents, are hard for children to repay even if they hold grass in their arms in the next life, let alone
It is a kind of kindness that is never expected to be repaid. It is passed down from generation to generation and passed down from generation to generation. It is a love that never ends.
Lu Yunlin's spirit is also much better, probably because the old man's health is getting better, and seeing his wife getting younger and stronger day by day, he is happier than anything else.
The family is happily reunited and enjoying themselves happily. The joyful atmosphere permeates the winter at the end of the year and the beginning of the year. Warmth and happiness fill every corner of Hanzi's home.
Two days later, Hanzi had a long talk with his father. He modified his story and told him that he was now a billionaire. He then called his middle-aged mother.
He didn't feel confident doing those hard and tiring jobs outside. He asked Lu Yunlin to think about what business he could do, and he would pay for it for him. He didn't ask for money, as long as he didn't ask his parents to do those backbreaking jobs again.