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"Why did you come back so early?" Zhong Xiu asked.

Yang Yingqiong gave him a reproachful look: "It's bothering you to come back early, right?"

"..."

"Cough..." Father Zhong on the side cleared his throat in good time.

Hao Ai was very embarrassed standing next to them.

"Go in, it's cold outside." Father Zhong said again.

So a few people went back to the house.

The opera sound of "Yi Yi Ya Ya" echoed in the living room, which is a unique folk tune in Shannan.

Grandpa is wearing presbyopic glasses and is sitting on the sofa, listening to a play and reading a newspaper.

"Why are you back now?" Grandpa took off his reading glasses and asked.

Facing the old man, Yang Yingqiong naturally changed her attitude: "Dad, it's like this. Aren't we planning to go abroad, but we caught up with the snowstorm and the flight to there was cancelled."

"Going abroad, how can it be so good abroad," the old man looked at Zhong Xiu meaningfully, "I watch the news all day, and there are chaos abroad, there are riots here all day long, and there are attacks there. I see, it's still The domestic environment is good.”

When Zhong Xiu went abroad, Yang Yingqiong objected, and grandpa didn't quite agree.

"..." Zhong Xiu smiled helplessly, and then went to the kitchen to wash the tea sets. Father Zhong and Grandpa both liked drinking tea.

Hao Aiben also wanted to go to the kitchen with Zhong Xiu, but Yang Yingqiong trained Zhong Xiu on what it would be like to let the guests work.

Father Zhong also said yes, and said how he could let Hao Ai go out to sweep the snow just now.

Hao Ai was even more embarrassed, so he had to sit on the sofa on the left side in an orderly manner, facing them diagonally.

Grandpa disagreed with this very much, "What kind of guest is not a guest? I like Ai Ai from the bottom of my heart. I recognize him as my grandson. Shouldn't my grandson help me with some work?"

"Grandpa, when did this happen?" Zhong Xiu came out of the kitchen holding a tray of tea sets.

When did it happen?Hao Ai was also a little confused.But he still stood up with great foresight to take the tray in Zhong Xiu's hand, and placed the cleaned cups on the table one by one.

"Just what happened just now," Grandpa smiled like an old urchin, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to curve with the laughter: "Ai Ai, would you like it?"

"Willing!" How could Hao Ai refuse.

Yang Yingqiong looked quite gentle, and Father Zhong was not as strict and dignified as he imagined, but Hao Ai was still very nervous.

Zhong Xiu went to the kitchen again and brought a kettle full of boiling water. The steaming hot water was slowly poured into the purple clay pot, overflowing with a faint tea fragrance.

Yang Yingqiong asked: "I heard from Zhong Xiu that you are also in Nanchuan?"

Hao Ai felt that everyone's eyes were on him.

"Ah, yes, I also live in H University. My friend is a teacher there, and he rented me a house in the teacher's apartment." Hao Ai answered truthfully.

"That's quite a coincidence," Yang Yingqiong continued to ask, "Do you have any plans to settle down in Nanchuan?"

"Considering." Hao Ai said very cautiously, and then glanced at Zhong Xiu.

He used to think that it didn't matter where he lived alone, but after meeting Zhong Xiu again, he wanted to settle down.

"What is Hao Ai doing now?" Father Zhong asked.

"I'm doing self-media operations," Hao Ai was afraid that Zhong's father hadn't been exposed to these things, so he explained briefly, "That is, making videos and posting them online, writing official account soft articles..."

"Well, I know this. Self-media is an industry for young people. It's good that you have ideas and the ability to do it."

Hao Ai quickly and modestly said no.

Yang Yingqiong didn't make things difficult for him, and Zhong Xiu also sat beside him. Hao Ai gradually relaxed from his nervousness at the beginning.

Next, Yang Yingqiong was mainly asking, asking about Hao Ai's current situation, where he went to university, what major, what plans for the future, and whether he plans to buy a house in Nanchuan...

Seeing her asking non-stop like checking her household registration, grandpa finally couldn't help it: "You two ask so many questions, are you annoying?"

Hao Ai hurriedly said that he was not bothered.

"Dad—you don't know about this... After them, alas..." Yang Yingqiong hesitated to speak.

"Know what? Is there something I don't know?" The old man smiled slowly, "It's alright, it's fine, they only have something to talk about when they're young, so what's there to talk about with us."

"You guys chat with me for a while," the old man said to Father Zhong and Yang Yingqiong.Then he drove Zhong Xiu and Hao Ai upstairs with empathy, "The two children are bored staying here, so go upstairs."

"Grandpa doesn't really know, does he?" Hao Ai asked worriedly, turning his back and closing the door of the room.

"It's possible," Zhong Xiu said, "Actually...my dad also knows about it."

"Ah?" Hao Ai's eyes widened instantly.

"When I was in college, I told him that I like boys."

In fact, at that time, Zhong Xiu confessed to Father Zhong that he liked a boy for a long time, and he still likes him today.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?!" Hao Ai almost collapsed, "I also said that we were friends, and I kept covering it up, and I didn't dare to appear too close to you, but...you tell me, uncle you know?"

"It's okay, my dad likes you very much." Zhong Xiu smiled.

"Did I embarrass myself again just now?" Hao Ai automatically replayed his performance just now in his mind, searching for what he said was wrong.

"No," Zhong Xiu coaxed him, "You performed very well."

Hao Ai still had an uneasy expression on his face, and he pointed to the door: "Then, this is my official meeting with the parents, right?"

"Forget it," Zhong Xiu said, "and it has been fully approved by the parents."

Hao Ai made up his mind to give you 500 million to leave my son and the plot of dying or living did not appear.

The reactions of Yang Yingqiong and Father Zhong surprised him, as if there was no hindrance.

He breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing: "Then we won't be separated again."

"Nothing can separate us." Zhong Xiu shook his hand and said.

With Zhong's father and Zhong's mother here, and they all know the relationship between the two, Hao Ai feels very uncomfortable, Shannan should not stay for a long time.

Hao Ai was going back to Zhengchuan, and Zhong Xiu also went back with him. There was no direct flight from Shannan to Nanchuan, so he had to transfer at Zhengchuan Airport.The next evening, the two took a taxi to the high-speed rail station.

Shannan, as the name suggests, is on the south side of the mountain system, surrounded by mountains.The taxi passed a winding mountain road, and there were many people riding small trams on the side of the road, riding in the opposite direction to the top of the mountain.

Shannan is a tourist city with a very developed tourism industry.The car drove halfway and passed a scenic spot. Hao Ai got off the car and bought a lot of local specialties and souvenirs to take back.

"It's getting dark, why are there so many people going up the mountain?" Hao Ai asked after getting into the car after shopping.

The driver in front answered: "Not a local, are you? The newly opened ski resort on the mountain will hold a carnival today, and there will be a light show in the Ice and Snow City at night."

"A ski resort..."

Hao Ai looked out the car window and saw the setting sun in the distance slowly falling in a plain silvery white.

"Do you like it here?" Zhong Xiu asked.

Shannan is a very suitable city for the elderly. Hao Ai feels that the pace of life here is very slow, and the life of people here is also leisurely.

"Well, I like it." Hao Ai looked at him and said seriously: "To be precise, I like every city where you are. Although Zheng Chuan has many bad things, I like it very much because it is our city. I didn’t like Nanchuan at the beginning when I met you, but after I saw you, I started to like it, and I have the same feeling for Shannan, because you are here, so I like it.”

I don't know if the driver heard it, but it doesn't matter if he hears it or not.

Zhong Xiu was silent for a while, and then said: "I really don't flirt." He lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly.

"When we get old, let's move here for the elderly. I will buy a small tram like the one outside. In summer, I will take you to the top of the mountain to watch the sunset and watch the meteor shower, and in winter, I will take you to go skiing and see the ice sculptures." Hao Ai hasn't said yet. enough.

Zhong Xiu calmly pinched Hao Ai's waist: "Take a small tram to the top of the mountain, and it still carries me, how many yards, can it go up?"

"You are so annoying! Can't you be more romantic?" Hao Ai was pinched into laughter, and hid to the other side, "Don't scratch me, itchy..."

"Let's go back to skiing, to Zhengchuan Ski Resort." Hao Ai said again.

They had promised to go skiing together six years ago, but they haven't been able to keep their promise until now.

Zhong Xiu nodded and said, "Okay."

"I won't break my promise this time." Hao Ai said.

In the past, they planned many things related to the future, but unfortunately many of them failed to materialize.And now, they finally waited for the future they had been looking forward to for countless days and nights.

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