When Huo Jinbei and Qianxing returned to Tongcheng, it was already the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month.
At this time, Huo Jinxi and Mu Qian took their two children to visit Cheng Manshu in the south. Without the voices of the two children, the Huo family mansion inevitably seemed a little deserted.
Mr. Huo didn't dislike it at all. It was rare to see Huo Jinxi finally willing to put aside some company matters and give himself a holiday in advance. He was happy before it was too late.
It's just that the old man was happy with Huo Jinxi's performance, and naturally he wasn't so happy when he saw Huo Jinbei.
"Xiao Bei, grandpa knows that you want to study in a public hospital, but it's not like there are no public hospitals in Tongcheng. You can't stay in Bincheng for the rest of your life, right? You have to come back, right? You've been running around like this for three days, and you just came back today.
You have to leave again tomorrow. Even if you are not tired, I am tired!" The old man said, "You also said that you won't come back during the Spring Festival. What, you want to make your home in Bincheng in the future?"
After Qianxing heard this, he couldn't help but look at Huo Jinbei with some guilt.
In fact, Huo Jinbei originally had a holiday during the Spring Festival, but because he wanted to accompany her to England, he deliberately moved his vacation to these days, so he seemed to be in such a hurry.
She stretched out her hand to hold him, but Huo Jinbei squeezed her hand with his backhand and just smiled lightly: "I know, grandpa, next year, when Qianxing graduates, we will come back together."
"Come back together?" Mr. Huo suddenly perked up his ears, "Has everything been discussed? Mr. Song agreed?"
"Yeah." Qianxing responded and said, "Why doesn't he agree? He also stayed in Tongcheng for so many years. He had a place to live, a place for leisure and entertainment, and so many former friends.
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Mr. Huo suddenly heard something, "So, Mr. Song is planning to settle in Tongcheng? Hahaha, okay, okay, let him come here early, and we two old men can play chess together for a few more years!"
"His body is not as good as yours." Qianxing said, "You have to let him go."
Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows and said, "I am still sick. Who is afraid of whom?"
Huo Jinbei couldn't help but frown slightly, probably he still didn't like to joke about such things, but Mr. Huo and Qianxing laughed out loud at the same time, causing him to helplessly shake his head and sigh.
The next day, Huo Jinbei left Tongcheng again and returned to Bincheng.
Knowing that Huo Jinbei would not have a holiday during the Spring Festival this year, Ruan Yin made an appointment with a friend to travel abroad for the New Year. She had been busy preparing things for the past two days, and was worried that Qianxing would be bored, so she sent her to go and play with her friends.
Qianxing thought about it and decided to go to the Rong family to see the two little treasures.
As soon as they arrived at the door of Rong's house, Qianxing saw Rong Jing and Rong Cheng.
At this moment, one of the two little ones was lying on Rong Juan's shoulder, and the other was holding Rong Juan's thigh, chattering without knowing what to say.
Looking at Rong Juan again, he had already collapsed and gave up resistance, looking like he had no hope for life.
Qianxing became happy when she saw this situation. When Rong Juan saw her, he immediately reached out and called her over, "Come on, come on, you're just in time, help me take a look at these two boys -"
"No!" Rong Jing immediately hugged Rong Juan's thigh tighter, "Mom!"
Rong Cheng, who was lying on his shoulder, followed suit, "I want mommy!"
Rong Juan only felt that he was going crazy.
Qianxing looked at Rong Cheng who was lying on Rong Juan's shoulder, then squatted down and looked at Rong Jing who was hugging Rong Juan's thigh tightly, and asked: "What about your mother?"
It would have been better not to ask this question, but as soon as she asked it, Rong Jing blinked her eyes, suddenly opened her mouth and started crying.
When he cried, Rong Cheng also cried immediately.
Rong Juan's eyes were full of despair, and he looked up to the sky helplessly and sighed: "Help..."