Chapter 230 The Last Daily Life

The next day, the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Wang Yan got up early as usual.

In fact, it’s okay not to get up early here, because the sound of the crackling firecrackers has not stopped all morning, and it crashes every now and then, and I can’t stop sleeping.

Their small town on several frontiers does not prohibit the setting off of fireworks and firecrackers like other big cities. Basically, it is from the New Year to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so it is impossible to sleep until you wake up naturally.

Wei Lan also rarely got up early. On the one hand, she collapsed, and on the other hand, she went to bed early yesterday. On the other hand, she did not dare to oversleep, which was too shameful. The first time she came to the door, even if she was pretending, she had to pretend.

After chatting with Wang Yan for a while, Wei Lan stood up and put on her clothes: "Let's go out for a walk."

"Walk."

Wang Yan puts on clothes very quickly. Ever since he got the system to resist freezing, he has never worn a large cotton-padded jacket or two cotton-padded trousers again. That is quite elegant. Wei Lan thought he was cold, so she had to get a pair of wool pants and put them on.

It was past six o'clock when they got up. Zhang Xia and Wang Dong had already woken up at this time and were making breakfast.

Seeing the two of them coming out, Zhang Xia took Wei Lan and paid attention to them for a long time, whether they were used to it or not, whether they slept well or not.

Following Zhang Xia's instructions, Wang Yan and Wei Lan went out to press the road.

There was heavy snowfall last night, and it creaked when you stepped on it. Some people got up early because their children and grandchildren were returning home. Old people with smiles on their faces took brooms to clean the snow at the door of the unit. It was rare that a few children who got up early during the New Year were not there. Running back and forth on the snow in the distance, the cold air is mixed with the aroma of someone's morning stew. From time to time, there are explosions in the sky in the distance, and from time to time, familiar greetings from people passing by are heard. Year.

Wei Lan held Wang Yan on her arm and jumped on the snow: "You have a great New Year atmosphere here."

"They are all old neighbors who have lived here for decades. The village used to be more lively than this."

That is to say, the old house they live in now still has some feeling. For those who have lived in newly built properties in recent years, the situation is much worse.

"It's much livelier than my place, and they don't even allow fireworks."

It is undeniable that firing off cannons is an important part of the Chinese New Year, but what is more important is family reunion. In fact, the ban was mainly due to the frequent fires and injuries, coupled with the shoddy workmanship of small workshops. As for whether banning fireworks and firecrackers is good or bad, Wang Yan thinks it doesn't matter now. When he was a child, he thought it was bad, but a few years ago he thought it was good.

And the reason why he thought it was good at that time was because he couldn't get up, and he didn't even want to think about...

Wei Lan and I wandered around for a couple of times, and then we built a snowman together on a whim. Wei Lan's pretty face turned red from the cold and she sniffled, and then she returned home to have breakfast.

Breakfast is porridge made by Zhang Xia early in the morning, which is also to take care of Wei Lan. Otherwise, if only the three of them eat, it will definitely be leftovers from yesterday. Their family is not in the habit of eating porridge.

In order to avoid Wei Lan's embarrassment, Wang Yan drank a bowl of porridge with pickles and strips, and then turned to yesterday's leftovers. Of course, eating leftovers can't be said to be aggrieved to Wei Lan, after all, the eight dishes were there yesterday.

If Wang Yan hadn't been able to eat and cook now, their family of three would have been able to eat the dishes yesterday for two days. And for the Chinese New Year tomorrow, we will definitely have to make a new table, plus make dumplings and other things, so the Chinese New Year will basically consist of leftovers.

After breakfast, we chatted at home for a while. At about nine o'clock, the family went shopping. In fact, there is no shortage of things for the New Year. I just take Wei Lan for a walk if I have nothing to do.

But what Wang Yan didn't expect was that Zhang Xia walked directly to the gold store to buy a gold bracelet for Wei Lan. He said that he had wanted to buy it before, but he didn't know what kind of Wei Lan would suit him, so he brought it here.

Regarding my mother's thoughts, facing Wei Lan's pleading look, Wang Yan nodded slightly in confirmation. Wei Lan happily followed Zhang Xia to look at the bracelet. After looking at it for a long time, Zhang Xia spent more than 10,000 yuan for Wei Lan, and Wang Yan spent more than 10,000 yuan to get a necklace for Zhang Xia to wear. Of course, Wang Dong couldn't let go. He bought a watch and a mobile phone, which cost more than 10,000 yuan. Finally, I bought some odds and ends, mainly a lot of Chinese herbal medicine, and the family returned home before lunch.

Wang Yan has had his pulse checked by his parents. He has no major problems, but a lot of minor ones. Arthritis, rheumatism, and high blood pressure are inevitable with age.

The old couple were still doubtful about Wang Yanhui's ability to take pulse. He dealt with it by making nonsense, and the prescriptions he prescribed were folk remedies. To be honest, the old couple may not necessarily believe in his eldest son, but they have an inexplicable trust in folk remedies, even though they have been cheated many times over the years.

In the real world, Wang Yan is not a big brother who spends a lot of money. At the end of the year, including the previous house sales, stock trading and futures trading, taxes and his own consumption, the money he got was only more than 300,000. He spent 30,000 yuan on this day, accounting for one-tenth of his net worth. Seeing his parents complaining and smiling in their eyes, the money spent was more than worth it no matter how much money he spent in the film and television world.

There was no big fight at lunch because Wang Yan's friend had called him before to ask for a meal.

In fact, Wei Lan is quite familiar with Zhang Xia now. They had communicated frequently before in terms of prestige. After adapting to the unfamiliarity of face-to-face at first, they gradually found the naturalness of chatting.

The same is true for Zhang Xia. As for Wang Dong, he rarely talks unless he drinks too much. And if he dares to show his eyes in front of Wei Lan, Zhang Xia can talk about it for a year.

Happily, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Yan took Wei Lan out and took a taxi to the appointed hotel to meet friends.

Wang Yan has never been a good person since he was a child. He doesn't study hard every day. He skips classes and gets into fights. Seven of them are dissatisfied and eight of them are angry. From this we can know that the quality of his friends is not very good. And as I went to college and entered the society, those original cuckold friends basically dispersed long ago. The only friends I have left now, apart from the ones I played with till adulthood, are just a few people I still keep in touch with when I was in high school. There are those who study hard and make progress every day, and there are also those who were nothing with him back then.

As for the friends he made at work, others don’t know how they are, but he doesn’t have any. Although there is no point in eating, drinking and having fun together, everyone knows that once they leave the company, the relationship will be over, so just be happy.

This time, we haven’t seen each other for a year. We took advantage of the time before the year to keep in touch with each other. After the New Year, we will spend the whole day visiting relatives and drinking every day in a different way, so we won’t have time to get together again.

Counting Wang Yan, there are seven people this time, and they are all old enough. Two of them are already married, and the other one does not have a girlfriend. He just got married this year and has not yet developed enough to meet his parents. But looking at that kid, basically Next year is almost here too.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Wang Yan is friends or not. Now it seems that they haven't seen each other for only a year, but in fact, in his opinion, it has been more than three hundred years, and there was not much contact in the middle, so they are no longer relevant. What supports him in coping here is the past that he doesn't want to forget, occupying an increasingly smaller proportion in his mind. That's his root.

Wang Yan didn't pretend to be competitive. He briefly talked about how the year went by. He didn't even mention starting a business. It was really unnecessary, so he simply shared some interesting things about his journey to Tibet on his bicycle. Basically, during the whole process, Wang Yan just listened to the three of them speaking in plain language. He made some connections from time to time to liven up the atmosphere. The whole process was pretty good.

What's interesting is that of the three women at this table, except for Wei Lan, the other two are level two. One of them was a friend whom I met in college. His family's financial situation was not bad, so he got married immediately after graduating from college and lived in Shencheng. The other one is a half-hearted person who has married a daughter-in-law who is an acquaintance of the mixed society and lives here in Longcheng.

In comparison, it doesn’t matter how much or how little money you have. If there is a difference in cultural level, your thinking will be different and your outlook on things will be different. That woman, Wei Lan and the other one couldn't get on the right frequency. But the society is not idle in vain, just like the big-mouthed old ladies, they are always looking after themselves. Wei Lan was obviously not comfortable with another woman and was dealing with it awkwardly. Of course, it is not without its advantages. In terms of appearance alone, it is indeed quite attractive, and the waist is still very straight. It's just that the heavy make-up ruins his true character, and coupled with his words and deeds, it can't help but give people a sense of disobedience.

After dinner, we went to take a long bath, steamed and massaged, etc., and then we dispersed. See you next year...

On New Year's Eve, people post couplets, cook meat, set off firecrackers, and make dumplings. Because of the addition of Wei Lan, the previous Chinese New Year celebrations for the three of them were no longer deserted and became lively.

Wang Yan felt that just by spending this year alone, his parents would be able to live in a happy mood for another year and a half.

That night, Wang Yan still called the one on the left and the one on the right to give New Year greetings. Last year, he paid New Year's greetings to the manager who sold the house. This time, he had no one else on his head. He was paying New Year's greetings to his seven aunts and eight aunts at home.

Wang Yan was quite disgusted. Throughout the year, he had no contact except to borrow money, and he was not willing to be polite. Mainly because his father was more insistent, so Wang Yan obeyed.

In fact, Wang Yan is not close to any of Wang Yan's two brothers and four sisters on his father's side, and he has little contact with his peers. There are three brothers and two sisters on his mother's side. Wang Yan only has a close relationship with his second aunt, and they still interact with people of the same generation, so the rest is basically in vain. As for grandparents, grandparents, they are all gone.

If you really want to say that the day his parents died, Wang Yan would probably have no relatives. Most of them would come to him because they needed someone to do things at home, and the rest were beyond his reach...

On the first day of the new year, Wang Yan took Wei Lan with his things and visited several relatives living in the city, so as to let them meet. What Wang Yan didn't want to do originally was that Zhang Xia had to insist.

On the morning of the second day of the second lunar month, under the reluctant eyes of their parents, Wang Yan and Wei Lan packed up and left to visit Lao Taishan.

Knowing that Wang Yan was coming, the old couple prepared a lot of things such as hares, old hens, and deer antlers. Wang Yan said it was difficult to get them by plane, so they reluctantly got most of the things back.

The son traveled thousands of miles, and his mother was worried. The old couple didn't understand what Wang Yan was doing, and they didn't ask how much money he made. Last night, Zhang Xia took Wang Yanfei to the fortress and gave him a card, saying it contained 100,000 yuan, and asked him to take it. The old couple, who have never been out of Liao Province in their lives, believe that because prices in the south are high and they have to find a partner, their life may not be good.

Of course Wang Yan wouldn't want it. He took out his mobile phone, opened mobile banking and showed them the balance, and then gave up their idea. Wang Yan didn't transfer money to his parents because it was useless. If he did, he would deposit it in the bank and not spend it. It's better for him to buy something and mail it directly to his home.

Take the high-speed train to Shencheng, then transfer to a plane to Chang'an. When we land, it's the setting sun again and it's getting dark. This time there was no need for Wang Yan to carry things all the way, because Wei Lan and her father were here to pick her up.

It was Wang Yan's first time here in Chang'an, but the city was made of reinforced concrete, so it didn't look much different. If you really want to have a good experience, you still have to live for a while. There is no use in just taking a quick trip.

Along the way, while Wei Lan was stunned, Wang Yan talked eloquently. Although she had known that Wang Yan could chat, she did not expect that Wang Yan could speak so well.

In fact, this is normal. In the past, Wang Yan was mostly the guide, and the two of them didn't have many friends in Lin'an that Wang Yan could talk to when he had nothing to say. But this is different. This is the first time for Wang Yan to come to the door, so Wang Yan must know how to handle it.

The gifts he came to bring this time included watches, mink, cordyceps, deer antlers, etc., which cost about 20,000 yuan. I stopped shuddering, it was already over the limit. If Wei Lan hadn't made a fortune, he would have been finished with his eighty thousand...

When they arrived at Wei Lan's house, her mother had already prepared a meal. In addition, there were relatives who came to see him, Wang, to check on her niece, as well as grandparents who already lived here. There were also many people coming and going.

Wei Lan's father's name is Wei Qinglin, and his mother's name is Li Mei. The family situation is better than Wang Yan's. Both parents are working. They live in a three-bedroom house with more than 100 square meters built just a few years ago. The decoration is low-key and restrained, with a bit of Chinese style. The car he drives is not expensive, but it costs more than 200,000 yuan. B-class car. In addition, relatives and friends all seem to be quite educated. From a scholarly family, Wang Yan is the one who ranks high...

Of course, just saying that, Wang Yan could not be frightened. After a brief understanding, he sat down to eat directly. Wang Yan was not too showy, which would be annoying, but his words were always on point, his compliments were top-notch, he knew a lot, and he had a good drinking capacity. He didn't overwhelm the guests, but he also expressed himself very well, and by the way, he overturned a few uncles who drank to him.

Wei Qinglin was a man of culture, a veteran cadre who was very proficient in writing large calligraphy while drinking tea, reading newspapers, and had long heard that Wang Yan's calligraphy was good, so he wrote one while drinking tea.

Wang Yan didn't write his own words, and he didn't say he was gifted. That would be too exaggerated. After all, I have no family education and no resume, so I can’t explain clearly. In order to show off his skills by dressing up, he used many people's fonts and added a few small changes of his own to write "Qinyuanchun·Snow". Wei Qinglin was stunned when he saw it. This is exaggerated enough, and Wei Qinglin understands it. This calligraphy shows that Wang Yan has studied regular script, seal script, running script, cursive script, and official script. Those small changes show that Wang Yan has gone very far and has his own Little ideas.

To put it in the words of the bad street, in time, he will become a great master.

It can be said that he was conquered by Wang Yan.

As for Wei Lan's mother, it's even better. Although Wang Yan looks ordinary, he can't hold back his sweet words. It's not easy to handle a middle-aged and elderly woman.

In general, Wang Yan is established with Wei Lan's parents, and the rest depends on the development of him and Wei Lan.

After staying at Wei Lan's house for two days and meeting some of Wei Lan's relatives and friends, on the night of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Yan and Wei Lan returned to Lin'an with a bunch of things in hand.

Mainly because he went to work on the seventh day of the lunar month, which Wang Yan didn't care about. Wei Lan had been busy this year and needed to come back early to rest. In fact, this is the boring part of the Chinese New Year. It is such a good holiday and you don’t have much time to spend with your parents. It’s hard to travel back and forth, and you have to visit relatives and friends, which is even more tiring than going to work. It was much better when they returned to Lin'an, and the two of them lived their own lives quietly.

After a day of rest, the busyness of the new year begins again. Wei Lan went to work as usual, and Wang Yan also went to his small office.

Ma Zichen is from Henan Province, and Wang Yan even gave him a red envelope worth 200 yuan during the Chinese New Year. When Wang Yan arrived, he had already arrived and was doing some cleaning work.

Wang Yan had taught Ma Zichen for half a month before, and the progress was pretty good. After arranging a small function for development to see how good it was, Wang Yan continued to be busy.

This seven-day round trip was a serious delay. It's been another month, and if nothing else, the new world should be in place, so he needs to speed up the progress.

In this way, a week passed in the blink of an eye, and the news of the system's living father came unexpectedly.

""The Great Era" Ruan Mei: Don't die of illness."

Wang Yan knew this drama, it was a TVB one, but it was many years ago. Ruan Mei vaguely remembered that she was the little Jew in the play, the protagonist.

After reading it, Wang Yan ignored it and continued to work day and night. It was not until half a month later that he finally completed the copying of the preparation process of the secret medicine, the new artificial intelligence core code, and future research and development directions. .

After finishing this, Wang Yan turned back to focus on this mission.

Looking at Ma Zichen who was scratching his head and scratching his head, frowning and gritting his teeth, Wang Yan shook his head and opened the video software, logged in as a member, and watched "The Big Era".

There are forty episodes in total, mainly about...

After watching it for more than two days, Wang Yan still felt quite miserable. Ding Xie, who is the source of everything, is an idiot and a psychopath with a high martial arts value. His fucking brain circuit is really weird.

Wang Yan surfed the Internet for a while and checked netizens' comments. Among them, Wang Yan thought the most interesting sentence was that Ding Xie's revenge would last until Ding Xie's revenge was over, and his family would be destroyed in return.

Then, after checking the timeline information in the play, he continued to work with his head down.

It's always inconvenient to have Ma Zichen across from me in the office now, so it's better to go home tonight.

Ruan Mei's disease is congenital heart disease. Wang Yan's medical skills should be sufficient, and he may not necessarily use Western medicine to open her mouth. After all, there are different types of congenital heart disease. If the heart is not fully developed and the heart function is abnormal, there is basically no need for surgery.

In the evening, after the daily reconciliation was completed, and after Wei Lan fell asleep, Wang Yan got up and left the bedroom. After taking a glass of water and drinking it, Wang Yan stood on the balcony for a while and watched the drizzle falling under the street lamp. Then he turned around and put down the cup. Under the curious eyes of Amao and Agou, Wang Yan pulled out the system panel and operated the selection.

A burst of blue light flashed...

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