Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Among the crowd of gray-blue people with their families, two stripes of military green occasionally stood out, and then that figure was seen walking quickly towards them.

"Grandpa, Mom, Third Brother."

"Hey, grandpa's darling, take your luggage with your third brother. It's cold outside, let's get in the car," Zhou Qishen smiled, and every wrinkle on his face relaxed. He held his hand and walked towards the car.

"Qingqing, hurry up and get in the car. Have you eaten? We made your favorite chicken wonton soup at home," Ms. Ye Jianrong's eyes were full of love. "Sanhe, hurry up and carry the luggage. Your sister is tired."

"I know, Mom." He carried the luggage, wondering for a moment what the heavy things were, and then put them in the trunk and got in the car.

When I got in the car, I could only sit in the front passenger seat with the driver. When I turned around, I saw my old man smiling with a worthless look on his face.

"Are you tired after sitting in the car for so long?"

"Stop at the intersection later and remember which roast chicken you like and buy one. They all belong to my granddaughter."

"If I'm not tired, then I won't give it to anyone. Didn't Mom go to the art troupe?"

"If you didn't go, you'll have to come back. I asked for a few days off before the New Year. Don't you like the buns mom makes? I've prepared the filling and we'll have lunch."

"I love to eat this. Thank you for your hard work, Mom." She tilted her head and whispered in Zhou Qishen's ear, "I brought tiger bone wine especially for you. No one else has it," with a serious look on her face.

"Okay, Old Xing, drive faster," his eldest granddaughter is still the best.

She looks like her grandmother and has the same temper.

"Yes, Chief." He looked at the girl in the middle through the rearview mirror.

"Qingqing just got off the car and came to eat grilled eggs. I brought them especially for you," Zhou Shihe took them out of his pocket and handed them over.

If he doesn't show his presence, no one would know who he is.

"Third brother is so nice that you still remember this," he took it.

"That's right," Zhou Shihe touched his hair with a proud look on his face.

"Sanhe, did you secretly use eggs from home?" Ms. Ye Jianrong said coldly, "Can you bake them in a salt pot?"

"What do you mean by secretly? I'm doing it openly, okay?"

If there hadn't been a car seat blocking him, Zhou Shihe would have been beaten, and he had no recollection of it from childhood to adulthood, all for eating a roasted egg.

"Mom," he peeled off the shell, "try it and see if it tastes good."

The shadows of trees and people on the road were quickly left behind, and they entered the military compound and stopped in front of a two-story building.

"Hey, Yuan Qing is back?" the neighbor next door asked with a smile, "He is getting more and more handsome."

"Just praise her. She looks so tired from the journey," Ye Jianrong replied with a smile, "Go back and wash up and eat later."

Entering the living room, Zhou Qishen looked at the paintings on the wall absentmindedly. He was looking forward to the wine his granddaughter would bring back. He was wondering what he could say later so as not to embarrass his granddaughter.

On the table are chicken soup wontons, roast chicken, spring pancakes, shredded cucumbers and carrots, and you can eat at any time.

Zhou Shihe, who was carrying the luggage back to the second floor, had an extra bottle of tiger bone ointment in his hand. When he opened it, it smelled better than safflower oil.

"Sister, there's no wine for me?" He raised his eyebrows and threw the ointment.

"I'll give it to you quietly at night. Now I only have the old man's," he said playfully as he closed the suitcase and stuffed it under the bed.

The wine bottle is made of ordinary ceramic. If you didn’t tell it was tiger bone wine, you would have thought it was a counterfeit product.

"I came across it by accident a few years ago. A whole tiger bone is hard to come by. Try it and see if it's the same as what you usually drink," he pushed it over.

"Hey, be careful, this Tongrentang is too expensive." He blamed her but took the wine glass and sipped it carefully.

He thought it was fake, so he just tried it. It turned out to be so delicious that the coldness in his legs disappeared after drinking a glass.

Her eyes lit up. What a good thing! Her granddaughter is indeed better than her grandmother.

"Grandpa, I need to go out this afternoon," she ate the wontons one by one and did not forget to praise her mother's cooking for being delicious.

"Go ahead," he drank his wine happily and planned to go out in the afternoon to show off that his child was sensible and could handle it if he offended anyone.

"Why are you going out just after you come back?" Ye Jianrong frowned.

"Mom, I'll be back soon. I won't be gone for long."

"Your dad said the same thing. He didn't stay away for long and didn't come back on the sixth day of the New Year." His eyes were full of heartache as he looked at his daughter who was eating quickly.

"Eat slowly, there's still some in the pot and no one is trying to grab it."

Look at how hungry her daughter is. She shouldn't have listened to him. Why did she go to the countryside? She is so mysterious all day long.

"It's delicious, but don't eat more," he said skillfully to coax people.

"I'll come back early this afternoon and make you noodles with egg sauce." She tapped her daughter's forehead. The best thing she had done was to give birth to such a smart and sweet-talking girl.

"Okay, I'm leaving now." He wiped his mouth and put down his chopsticks.

"Is it far? Where is Jianrong's bike? Ride it." He gestured to Zhou Shihe, "Are you stupid? Let your sister go? Why don't you follow? You just stay at home all day long."

"No, Grandpa, you praised me a few days ago."

"Learn from your sister. When I'm out, don't drink my wine secretly." He was also preparing to show off to his old comrades.

He doesn't have a great-grandson to hug, but he has a granddaughter who is both filial and capable. Zhou Shihe, who was eating an apple right after he left the house, opened the bottle cap and took a sniff.

"This smell," is a bit intoxicating, but luckily he also has it.

"Brat, put down my wine." He almost couldn't hold it in and his voice almost broke, so he didn't keep his eye on it for a while.

"It tastes good, I just drank one glass, not much." He pinched it with his fingertips, his face flushed and his tongue a little lisp when he spoke.

"You have to drink this wine slowly. Your glass is worth two glasses of mine."

Thinking that Zhou Shihe had fallen asleep, Zhou Qishen quickly took his wine and left, fearing that someone would smell the scent and come to target him. He did not forget that he had a son.

After walking a distance, I remembered that Sanhe seemed to be sleeping on the ground? Young people are very powerful and can wait for their daughter-in-law to come out and see.

"Old Zhou, what's wrong? Why are you so restless?"

In a small square not far away, two old men were playing chess, and behind them there were four or five other old men watching them intently.

"My granddaughter came with a bottle of wine," she said mysteriously and proudly.

"Tsk, isn't it because you didn't give birth to a grandson?"

"We all know that Yuanqing is a filial child." The old man Xiao who spoke was Xiao Youyu's grandfather, and he put down the chess piece.

"What's that smell? You didn't tell me what kind of wine Yuan Qing brought?" Old Kang on the opposite side narrowed his eyes. The smell looked a little familiar.

"It's not a good wine, it's just in a small broken jar." He waved his hand, showing off enough, and went home.

"What are you replying to? Is it tiger bone wine, Lao Zhou? I am very familiar with this smell, don't try to fool me." said Mr. Kang.

"No, just ordinary white wine," he replied confidently, "I got mine, and the fried egg sauce."

He ran away holding the bottle of wine in his arms. He had miscalculated today and there was a drunkard there. If he didn't run away, he would lose his wine.

"Old Zhou was stingy with the money he gave to Yuan Qing, so it's even more impossible for him to give you the tiger bone wine," Old Xiao said, while touching the water cup and doing the abacus.

"Hey, we don't need this drink."

"No need, the old lady is waiting for me to eat."

"My eldest grandson is here today, so I'm leaving first."

At once, the uncles behind him found excuses to leave, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent, which was terrifying.

It is obvious that everyone has the same idea. Wait for someone to ask before they speak.

"I'll do it another day." He left without even giving any reason.