Chapter 527 The Story Is Not over Yet

The group returned to Jiangwan Hanlin together. Zhou Rui first put the two people's luggage in 1501 and took them around.

This was their first time here.

Whether the house is big or beautiful is secondary. When Yao Peili saw the four most conspicuous plaques as soon as she entered the door, her eyes suddenly moistened.

Bravery and national defense science and technology

Although I have heard my son say it many times, I still have an irrepressible sense of pride when I really walk in front of the plaques.

Zhou Weigang also grinned and was fascinated.

"It's a pity that the Zhou family doesn't have an ancestral house or a ancestral hall, otherwise I would have to "open the hall to tell my ancestors."

Suddenly I thought if there is no ancestral house or a ancestral hall, is it possible to build one by myself.

Or trace your roots and go to your ancestral place to check.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Zhou Weigang said: "Your house has floor heating. If you hang it directly for a long time, there is a risk of cracking. You have to frame it later."

Just like framing a painting.

This is much more important than painting.

Zhou Rui smiled and said, "They are all made of special paint and good wood. Generally, they will not crack. I have seen some that have been hung for decades. At most, they are a little mottled and faded."

"That's not good. You must pay attention to it."

Yao Peili took Zhou Rui and took many photos under the plaque.

After about half an hour of tossing, Yao Peili took out a few bags of gifts from her luggage and knocked on the door next door.

Because the real welcoming banquet is here.

Li Huihua opened the door with a smile on her face. The two families greeted each other familiarly. She had started preparing for the "welcoming banquet" in the morning and had already started to finish it.

With more people, Zhou Rui didn't need to help. The female comrades were all around the kitchen, while Zhou Rui sat in front of the French window, thought about it, and turned on his mobile phone.

"Zhou Rui (CEO of Kaiming Intelligence)"

"I accepted an interview before, but I didn't expect to meet you all so soon. Thanks to the team of Time magazine. We had a pleasant conversation (Photo: Zhou Rui sitting in front of the window and being interviewed by Minerva)."

"The Spring Festival is coming soon. I hope everyone can reunite with their families. Whether on the road or already at home, remember to smile."

"Finally: Taiwan belongs to China."

x-on:Guan Ge.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Rui asked in the "Da Nao Shanghai" group: "Have all the comrades who returned to Qinghe County arrived safely?"

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At the same time, Qinghe County.

A slender figure wearing an exquisite windbreaker, who was somewhat out of place in the county, got off the bus.

Without much luggage, only an exquisite suitcase, Tong Xin headed towards the taxi line.

This year, the friends have their own arrangements, and it is impossible to reproduce the grand occasion of driving all the way back last year, so everyone's journey home has become troublesome.

Train, bus, and taxi, that's Tong Xin's route.

She was a little tired, but it was fun to join the army of people returning home and go home slowly.

In the taxi, Tong Xin saw Zhou Rui's Weibo and liked and commented.

"Handsome! Zhou Rui!"

Her Weibo name is "Xinxin", which is so inconspicuous and insignificant among hundreds of thousands of comments.

It's just that the night snack king hasn't been online for a long time.

It's impossible for Tong Xin to say that she was not touched by the fact that Zhou Rui and Han Ziyin got married, but she digested it quickly.

As early as graduation, not fighting or competing, looking at each other from afar, was already decided.

After that, there was no appointment for night snacks, but just maintaining normal chats in the group, which was also a tacit understanding.

But the final result was somewhat unexpected.

I thought it would be Li Wenqian

Forget it, their story is still going on

Maybe my story will end here

Tong Xin replied in the group: "Just left the bus station"

Lv Xubo: "Standing ticket to the Criminal Center."

Song Bin: "Still on the way, boss, I just passed by Dabai Village!"

Putting down the phone, Tong Xin looked at the familiar hometown outside the window, thinking that Zhou Rui and Li Wenqian both have their own homes in Shanghai. Will I need to come back alone every year in the future?

It's just that with her current ability, it's still a bit far-fetched to say that she will take her parents to Shanghai to enjoy life

After getting off the taxi, Tong Xin saw her mother waiting at the gate of the community and waved.

They quarreled all their lives, but every year when their daughter came back, they would still wait at the gate of the community.

But her mouth was not idle. Tong Xin's mother asked strangely: "Why didn't you come back with Xiao Zhou this year?"

Tong Xin smiled: "Everyone is celebrating the New Year in Shanghai~, of course I came back alone~"

Tong Xin's mother polished her lips and said: "In fact, the Spring Festival is celebrated every year, and it's good for you to stay in Shanghai."

Tong Xin laughed and said: "This is the first sentence you say to your daughter?"

The two went upstairs. The smoke from the old houses in the corridor was particularly fragrant. Every household was frying cakes and fruits.

Pushing open the door, as expected, her father was busy in the kitchen, and he smiled when he saw his daughter.

Tong Xin greeted her parents and went back to her room to pack her luggage. After school, every time she returned to her little house, she felt a sense of alienation.

That's where she was, wearing headphones and listening to Zhou Rui's songs to cover up the quarrels of her parents outside, and occasionally she would cry silently, lamenting her bad fate.

My parents are still quarreling now, but when Tong Xin listened to it again at this time, her senses were completely different.

I vaguely recall that year at the bus station, someone said: "You feel desperate now because you are young and have little experience. When you leave home to go to school, you will see things differently. What's the big deal?"

What was the original sentence? It seems to be this meaning

Just as I was lost in the memories, the door of the small house was pushed open, and Tong Xin's mother came in sideways, sat on the bed and said: "Xinxin, let me ask you something. The original section of Xiao Zhou's family, Tianhe Road, has been completely demolished. Will they not return to Qinghe County in the future?"

Tong Xin took off her windbreaker, stretched her waist, and revealed her amazing curves: "Not really? It's just that I will come back less often."

Tong Xin's mother smacked her lips. How could Tong Xin not know what her mother was thinking?

But she had long since stopped being affected by her parents' emotions.

Take out a tightly wrapped bag from the suitcase, heavy, and put it in her mother's arms.

Tong Xin's mother's eyes shrank when she touched it. Although she didn't make much money in her life, she had a very good intuition for money. She estimated the number without even opening it.

"This must be 20,000 yuan! Where did you get it?"

Tong Xin pretended to be casual and said, "I earned it. Didn't I tell you that I'm opening a Taobao store? This is a New Year's gift for you and Dad. Don't keep it all to yourself."

Tong Xin's mother looked at her daughter with a complicated expression.

She had a lot to say, and finally changed it into one sentence: "Thank you, my daughter, for growing up."

Tong Xin drove her mother out, using the excuse that she was tired on the road and wanted to take a nap.

The luggage was spread out on the side. Tong Xin wore a slim-fitting thin shirt and lay on her small bed, staring at the ceiling in a trance.

Her entrepreneurial journey was not thrilling, but it was also smooth sailing, and she reaped the dividends of the times.

Now she has registered a company and has become the "first soup" among the thousands of e-commerce troops.

I registered a company, hired a junior schoolmate, and had a small office. Time was a bit tight, but fortunately, the study tasks in junior college were perfunctory, so I could still take care of it.

I could earn about 200,000 yuan a year, which was already very exaggerated among girls of the same age.

After the Spring Festival, should I rent a house? There are more and more things, and the dormitory can no longer accommodate them.

Tong Xin put on headphones and played Zhou Rui's songs.

With both hands on her flat belly, she gradually felt a little sleepy.

In a trance, it seemed to be back to the last summer of high school.

A dim light in the middle of the night, I seemed to be in this posture.

What were you recalling at that time?

It seemed to be someone.

Even if you don't fight or compete, look far away...

It's inevitable that you will occasionally recall those wonderful pasts in your dreams.

There is still a long time, and the story is far from over. Everyone is the protagonist of their own life, so how can it end?

She still has many things to work hard on.

The phone vibrated slightly, and Tong Xin glanced to the side.

"Zhou Rui x-on:Tong Xin: 'Wait for uncle and auntie, we can get together when we come back.'"

Put the phone on the soft chest, put on the headphones, and continue to listen to the song.

Just the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

The phone was still vibrating.

But Tong Xin had fallen asleep.

Song Bin: "No problem, boss! Can you bring your girlfriend!"

Lv Xubo: "Anything? Tell the truth!"

Li Wenqian: "Hehe, I know~"

Zhou Rui: "Hehe, I know too."

Song Bin: "Zhang Xin hasn't shown up for a long time! What's going on?"