At around 9 o'clock in the evening, the night was hazy and the thin mist was already spreading in the small city. The sound of the sob and cold wind was crying and complaining. There were fewer passengers on the streets. In a taxi, there were only Zhao Yan, Huo Qinqin, Wang Ting, Fan Long, and Lou Wenhao in the passenger seat were all gone. The four of them had already squeezed in the back seat before, but it was very lively on the car. At this time, the car seemed a little deserted.

The driver wanted to chat, but Zhao Yan didn't have much interest in talking, and the car gradually became quiet. The driver probably felt that the car was too quiet, and suddenly remembered to turn on the car music.

The male singer was singing a song called "A School Beauty Loved Me" in a hoarse voice. The melody is good and his singing skills are also good. Zhao Yan had heard this song before, but he didn't remember the name of the singer.

Listening to the lyrics, the school beauty finally married a rich man, Zhao Yan smiled at the corner of her mouth, which was quite interesting.

Xiao Mengyue should be considered the school beauty at Xicheng No. 3 Middle School at that time?

Zhao Yan felt it was very interesting to hear this song. Now there is a school belle in love with him, but the continuous success in the past six months has made him believe that he will not become the sad man in the lyrics.

The lights of the house and shops outside the car window seem to be as bright as the night in Nanjing, but this is his hometown, and the air has a familiar smell.

When Zhao Yan returned to this small town, he felt much more relaxed.

It feels so good to go home!

The taxi is getting closer and closer to home. Zhao Yan is familiar with the streets outside the window. When he saw a trash can on the street, Zhao Yan also smiled knowingly. He remembered that one morning, in order to avoid a wild cat suddenly jumping out of the bushes on the roadside, Fan Long turned the front of the car and was in the middle of the garbage can. When the taxi passed by, Zhao Yan saw a slightly deflated piece on the trash can.

When he passed by a sycamore tree, Zhao Yan also had a smile in his eyes. He remembered that he had climbed the tree before, in order to catch a gray pigeon that fell on it, but unfortunately, he finally let the pigeon fly away.

"Little handsome guy! When you get to the place, you shout!"

The driver suddenly shouted, and Zhao Yan nodded.

The taxi drove into an old street with extremely dark and yellow lights. Some street lights here have been broken, and more street lights are hidden among the branches and leaves by lush sycamore trees. This is because winter is coming and the leaves are about to fall off, otherwise the light will be even more dim.

"It's coming soon!"

Zhao Yan said.

A moment later, the taxi stopped in front of Zhao Yan's breakfast shop. The store door was closed and there was no light in the crack of the door. Zhao Yan came back this time and did not call in advance to say anything. Maybe his family thought he would arrive at home at noon tomorrow? After all, Zhao Yan's previous personality was not like a home-loving person.

After paying the fare, Zhao Yan got out of the car and took off two large luggage bags from the trunk, and waited for the taxi to turn around. Zhao Yan dragged the suitcase with one hand and grabbed the two luggage bags with the other hand and walked towards the door with a smile.

When he arrived at the door, he didn't even snap the door or take the key. While taking out his cell phone to dial his father's phone number, he looked back at the scenery in front of the door.

Actually, it’s not that good-looking, but he’s nearly half a year away from home and just wants to see more. He actually likes the chilly outside the house.

"Hey? Stinky brat! Call back at this time, when will you come back tomorrow?"

My father's casual voice came from the phone. Zhao Yan also heard his mother's voice beside him: "Old Zhao! Did A Yan call him back? Ask him what he wants to eat tomorrow!"

Hearing the voices of his parents, Zhao Yan's smile bloomed and suddenly shouted: "Old Zhao! Your baby son is back! It's right outside the gate! Come out and open the door!"

As soon as the phone silenced, Zhao Dongrong's scolding came: "What's the name of you at night?"

At the same time, my mother's surprise voice came: "A Yan is back? What did he say just now? Let you open the door? I'll go, I'll go!"

There was a busy sound from the other side of the phone, and Zhao Yan could imagine that his mother was busy dressing and shoes.

Because of running a breakfast shop, my parents and elder sister usually go to bed very early! I have to get up at three or four o'clock in the morning to prepare, and I can't get up in the morning if I go to bed late.

Zhao Yan ignored his father's scolding on his phone and hung up the phone with a smile.

Since he entered university, he has not shown such a childish side for a long time. In the eyes of classmates and teachers in the class, he is independent and special. Sometimes he smiles casually, sometimes he is arrogant, and his eyes look at people are a bit cold. In the eyes of company employees, he smiles most of the time. Occasionally, when he gets angry recently, it makes people feel that he is very impulsive and may hit people the next moment.

And he has always had the cynical cynicism he used to hide in his bones.

The sound of hurried footsteps and the sound of turning on the lights came from behind the roller shutter door, which followed my mother's urgent voice.

"A Yan! Are you outside?"

"Mom! Open the door!"

Zhao Yan responded happily, and his mother's happy voice suddenly came from inside.

"You guy! Why are you back so late? It's so cold outside! It's not safe at night! Why don't you come back during the day tomorrow!"

The voices of complaining about the lessons were also filled with joy.

With a thud, the roller shutter door was opened. What Wu Yiping saw was Zhao Yan with a bright smile at the door, sky blue jeans, black tweed coat, the kind of youth style, wide shoulders and narrow waist, looking very stylish, and her short hair looked more energetic than when she left home.

The corners of her mouth were still slightly upturned, and Zhao Dongrong couldn't stand the evil spirit, but she liked it more and more!

This is her son! He never suffers from the loss outside.

However, as soon as the roller shutter door opened, the cold wind blew in his face still made Wu Yiping, who was wearing a down jacket, shivered. She quickly stepped forward and touched Zhao Yan's face with her rough hands, and said with pain: "Well! It's so cold! Is it cold? Come in quickly, come in quickly, come in, stupid!"

As he said that, he quickly bent down to help Zhao Yan get his luggage.

While picking up a luggage bag, he asked puzzledly: "Why are there so much luggage? I remember when you went to college, you didn't bring so many things? Come in quickly! It's so cold outside!"

"Why!"

Zhao Yan agreed, and as soon as he reached out, he carried the remaining luggage into the living room and closed the roller shutter door.

The roller shutter door was closed, and the room was indeed much warmer.

At this time, my father also put on a coat and squinted his eyes downstairs with half a cigarette in his mouth.

"What are you going to do when you come back so late? You can't wait for it tomorrow?"

Zhao Dongrong muttered a little dissatisfied.

Zhao Yan smiled and looked at him, but ignored him and shouted at the top of his voice: "Sister! Little sister! Come down and receive the gift! It's time to go out!"

As soon as he shouted, there was indeed a movement coming from the upstairs, and a faint cry of my younger sister came from the little girl.

"Wow? Zhao Yan is back? There is a gift! Sister! There is a gift!"

There was also the eldest sister's voice: "Slow down! Yuxiang, slow down! Don't be so anxious!"

Before the eldest sister and younger sister went downstairs, Zhao Dongrong had noticed that Zhao Yan had never seen her outfits on her body. They were obviously newly bought during college. She turned her eyelids and sprayed smoke in anger and said, "Look at what you wear! I just made some money, but I don't know how I lost it, right? She looks like a nouveau riche!"

Wu Yiping's attribute of protecting her baby was instantly aroused, and she turned around and scolded: "I didn't spend your money! A Yan earned himself! You have to care about so much? What's wrong with A Yan buying some clothes after earning money? Ah? What's wrong with buying some clothes?"

He turned around and said to Zhao Yan: "A Yan! Don't listen to your dad's! You should buy what you should wear in the future. You should know, right? You didn't spend his money! Mom supports you!"

Zhao Yan smiled and waved to his mother, zippered all the two luggage bags, and said to his mother: "Mom! All of these were bought for you and dad! See if you like it or not!"

"so much?"

Wu Yiping looked surprised. Zhao Dongrong, who had just sat down next to the counter, also looked over in shock. At this moment, the little sister Zhao Yuxiang had already come down from the stairs. When she saw Zhao Yan, she cheered: "Zhao Yan! Where is the gift? What did you buy for me?"

Afterwards, the eldest sister Zhao Ru also came down the stairs. When she saw Zhao Yan, she smiled gently and said, "A Yan! Why did you come back so late? It's very cold outside? Why is the air conditioner not on? I'll turn on!"

As he said that, Zhao Ru went to find the air conditioner remote control.

This night, the Zhao family was lively for a long time.

The little sister flipped through the clothes, shoes, food, and use that Zhao Yan bought for her, and kept cheering for surprises. While looking through the things in her luggage, her mother blamed Zhao Yan for spending money indiscriminately, while laughing more than anyone else. Zhao Yan, a kid, would even speak warm words to make her happy.

One of the words "Mom! When I was a child, I said that when I make money, I will be filial to you! How about it? Your son didn't break his promise, right?"

That's what almost made Wu Yiping's tears come out.

Some people say: The daughter is the father’s little cotton-padded jacket, which is caring! In fact, the son is the mother’s heart!

Wu Yiping has two daughters. The eldest daughter Zhao Ru has grown up and become sensible for a long time, so she doesn't need to worry about it anymore. The younger daughter Zhao Yuxiang is still in elementary school. She is at the age of naughty and annoying. You can imagine who Wu Yiping feels most and loves the most.

But when Zhao Yan said this, Zhao Dongrong said angrily: "Abscond thing!"

Originally, Wu Yiping felt sorry for Zhao Yan who had bought so many things this time. When she heard Zhao Dongrong's words, she was immediately angry. She grabbed a pair of leather shoes that Zhao Yan bought for him and smashed them over, and scolded: "You are just talking too much! You can't bear to buy it for me. My son is still talking nonsense? Are you a human?"

Zhao Yan and his younger sister were both laughing, and Zhao Ru held back her laughter. Only Zhao Dongrong touched his nose in a dirt and did not dare to speak again.

After looking at the gift for a while, my mother went to prepare a towel, toothbrush, and slippers for Zhao Yan, and called him to take a hot bath as soon as possible. My elder sister Zhao Ru asked Zhao Yan what she wanted to eat and prepared a midnight snack for Zhao Yan.

For Zhao Yan, it feels really good to go home! (To be continued...)

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