Meet Lijiang

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"No, I miss the warmth that this family brings me. This is what I have longed for for many years." Zhuang Zijing corrected.

Grandpa looked at her and frowned slightly: "But everything that this family can give you is not what you want. Then, you can ask her to come to the house, I want to see her."

Zhuang Zijing nodded, "Okay."

It was the next day when Yang received the call from Zhuang Zijing, who was changing the engine oil for a customer.After listening to Zhuang Zijing's words, her hand became unsteady and she spilled some engine oil on the outside.

Seeing her stunned look, the guest couldn't help joking: "What's the matter? Xiao Yang, are you talking about friends? No wonder there is another big move recently. It seems that there is a helper to build such a big house."

Yang Hui didn't speak, just listened to the dignified Zijing on the phone, quickly filled up the engine oil with the other hand, put on the oil cap, stood up and walked upstairs.

"I'll book the air ticket for you, which day is convenient for you?" Zhuang Zijing asked on the other end of the phone.

Yang Hui pushed open the wooden door of the bedroom on the second floor and entered the room, and sat down on the wooden chair: "Suddenly."

"It was a little sudden." Zhuang Zijing also felt a little pressure: "Otherwise I will go to Lijiang to pick you up."

"No, I can't let your family think that I am someone who stays under your wings and is protected by you. Even if I go to Beijing, I need you to pick me up. This is inappropriate." Although Yang Hui wanted to see Zhuang Zijing very much, he was very concerned about the current situation. The situation also felt stressful, but I tried to stay sane.

Zhuang Zijing was standing in front of the window of her bedroom at this time, outside the window had already accumulated thick snow after a night of snowfall, and the whole world had turned into a vast expanse of whiteness: "Don't worry too much, there is still me."

Yang Hui smiled: "I know, you don't have to worry too much, I'm here. Let me repeat the situation in your family, your father and brother are in the army, and after reuniting with you for a short time, they returned to the army. Your mother has a bad heart, is weak, and has not gone to work, and your grandfather has a bit high blood pressure."

Zhuang Zijing laughed lightly: "You remember all these."

"Of course." Yang replied, "Help me book a plane ticket for the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport then." Zhuang Zijing said softly.The two haven't seen each other for three months. Although they are no longer children, the feeling of longing is inevitable for anyone who truly loves each other.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Hui took a deep breath and spit it out heavily, then stood up from the chair and quickly went downstairs to wash his hands with hand washing powder three times, but he still couldn't completely remove the oil stains on his hands, especially the nails. Smudges in crevices are harder to deal with.

Then she took out the clothes she changed yesterday and washed them with her hands. When the clothes were clean, her hands were also cleaned a lot, but when she raised her hands, she couldn't help thinking of Zhuang Zijing's hands that were as white and smooth as green onions Come.She frowned and looked at her rough hands, a little helpless, but then laughed again.

I was originally a car repairer, so of course I couldn't have such a pair of jade hands.Just like I am a rural car repairer with little culture, of course it is impossible to dress well like those girls sitting in high-rise buildings in big cities, and spend a lot of thought on taking care of their appearance every day.

She looked up at the blue sky with a few white clouds floating in it, smiled again, and being the person she likes should be the best choice, Zijing's choice.

After drying the clothes, Yang Hui called some mountain people and said he wanted some mountain goods, and after making an appointment to deliver them the next day, Yang Hui went out to the construction site.

The construction site is in the town, not far from the shop. Yang Huihui bought this piece of land last year, one mu. At that time, he wanted to build a warehouse, because many township repair shops on the Liwei Line were gradually developing. When it came time to sell cars, Yang Hui took advantage of his purchase channels to wholesale cars to the chain repair shops under his name, and at the same time gradually began to wholesale cars to other places. After the wholesale business grew a little bit, the venue became a difficult problem, and he could only rely on renting. Warehouse, on the one hand, it is not easy to find a suitable site, on the other hand, it is risky to rent, and the rent may rise at any time, so after buying this land, Yang Hui plans to build a warehouse to facilitate expansion.

It was only after Zhuang Zijing went to Beijing that she changed her mind. Although she had already signed a contract with the contractor to build a warehouse, Yang Hui still increased the contract amount and changed the content of the contract.

After walking for 10 minutes to the construction site, Yang turned around and chatted with the contractor about the construction period. After confirming that the interior decoration could be completed in a short time, Yang Hui urged him again before returning to the shop.

Xiaohe was already idle at this time, and lit a brazier outside the shop to warm up the fire.Yang Hui said to Xiaohe: "I will go out the day after tomorrow. It will take a few days, or it may take longer. I am not sure. You will take care of me at home. You can also follow up the progress of the construction. Go and have a look when you are not busy." .Hurry up."

Xiao He looked at Yang Hui and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Are you really going on a blind date?"

Yang Hui nodded, then shook his head again: "No, I'm going to see my parents."

Xiaohe let out an oh, a little disappointed, and then cheered up and laughed: "Then I'm going to buy two good clothes and dress up."

"Don't dress up, I'm just such a person, there's nothing to dress up."

"That's right..." Xiaohe said in a low voice, "You look good without any makeup."

Yang Hui was going to go upstairs, but he couldn't help laughing when he heard this sentence: "I always thought you were too honest to say such things, maybe you will say such things next time Auntie introduces you a girlfriend That's it."

Xiaohe laughed grinningly, and when Yang Hui was about to turn the corner, Xiaohe said: "I'll take care of that house for you, don't worry."

☆、Chapter 53 Long talk

When Zhuang Zijing drove Yang Hui back to Wang's house, Yang Hui got out of the car, stood in the yard in a daze, and then said to Zhuang Zijing, "I was already mentally prepared to go to a splendid villa." , I didn't expect it to be this style."

"Don't like it?" Zhuang Zijing looked at her sideways and smiled.

From Lijiang to Beijing, Yang Hui has not changed much. He is still the same car repairman in the township, with neat short hair. The 100 yuan thermal underwear he bought in the township is covered with a blue-based casual style that costs more than 200 yuan. Down jacket, underneath is a pair of dark brown thick slacks, and on the feet is a pair of sneakers worth more than 100 yuan.

However, Zhuang Zijing felt kind to Yang Hui like this.Although I haven't seen her for three months, the moment I saw her at the airport, Zhuang Zijing felt that she had let go of her uneasy heart. She is still a green pine on the mountain of Lijiang, even in the noisy city , still does not change that kind of cleanliness and freedom.

Ever since her grandfather asked to see Yang Hui two days ago, Zhuang Zijing has been a little hard to calm down. Even though they are relatives she just met, for Zhuang Zijing, relatives who are connected by blood will always be hard for her to part with. She doesn't want conflicts. I don't want to be hurt, but the more this happens, the more disturbed I feel.

But after seeing Yang Hui, Zhuang Zijing's heart became more stable again, as if returning to the time when she was talking about life with her on the long street in Judian, life was full of tranquility.

Yang Hui grinned: "No, I feel like walking into this yard is like returning to my own home. The wooden house is full of plants. If it is spring, there should be many flowers It will be in full bloom. It should be beautiful, like Lijiang. Maybe the only difference is the snow all over the world. There will be no snow in Judian town, but it will be on the mountains near Judian. Speaking of which, this difference is also Not very big. I would imagine this place as a big house on the hill near Judian, with a vast land, sparsely populated, wooden buildings, snow in the yard and on the roof, the only thing missing is the big piles firewood."

"That's good." Zhuang Zijing moved bag after bag of souvenirs Yang Hui brought from the car to the car: "You brought a lot."