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Chapter 18

"No matter how difficult it is to communicate, it is always necessary to go home for the New Year!"

Under Zheng Qixiang's persuasion, Kong Pengyu still chose to go home for the New Year.Zheng Qixiang told him that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he confessed that after joining St. Freddom, his salary and treatment have changed from what they used to be.

After finishing the training in the mountains, Zheng Qixiang sent him to the East Railway Station, and he went back by train from here.

"Relax, Brother Yu, they all love you." Zheng Qixiang said before leaving.

Feeling extremely anxious, Kong Pengyu got on the train and returned to his hometown of Mianyang after a journey of more than 40 minutes. It has to be said that the existence of high-speed railways and bullet trains has indeed shortened the distance between cities.

Kong Pengyu came out of the station with the suitcase and the gifts he bought, and watched the people coming and going outside the station, and the vendors selling snacks around him, and he felt a little calmer.

He didn't ask his family to pick him up, and planned to walk back by himself.The station is not too far from home, about half an hour's walk away.

But the half-hour journey was a bit difficult for him. He grew up under the strong control of his family. He wanted to resist, but he always dared not resist. When he thought of this, he was terrified.

"Kong Yu!" It seemed that someone called him again. This was his nickname.

He looked around, and saw a fat, white, smiling man who was slightly taller than him, coming out of an alley beside him, waving to him.

This person is Kong Pengyu's childhood friend Luo Xiyang. Although he is about the same age as him, he chose to give up his studies and open an animation shop, which is considered to have fulfilled one of his little dreams.

"Yangyang!" Kong Pengyu also called Luo Xiyang by his nickname, "Why are you here? Didn't you go to the shop?"

"I didn't open the door today, I gave a few workers in the store a day off." Luo Xiyang said as he came over and patted him on the shoulder, and helped him carry some luggage, "Let me help you get some."

"Did you find the figurine I asked you to find for me last time?" Kong Pengyu asked. He still has some experience in the field of animation.

Luo Xiyang raised his head at him and said, "How can I say that I am also a small individual owner in the animation industry, of course I found it! I put it in the store and keep it for you!"

"How is St. Friedom?" Luo Xiyang approached him and asked him. The news that he joined St. Friedom was only known to a few of his friends, and they all helped him keep this secret.

"Extremely good." Kong Pengyu said without hesitation, like a thief, looking around from time to time, for fear that some acquaintances would know his secret.

"Hahaha!" The two were amused by this way of chatting, and the state of this chat was a bit like the previous underground workers' joints.

While speaking, Kong Pengyu and the others had already arrived at his community.

In fact, this is his grandparents’ house. His parents bought a house elsewhere. He grew up in his grandparents’ home. The memory of this city starts from this seven-story old-fashioned community. During the Chinese New Year, he Also generally live here.

"Yuyu!"

As soon as he stepped into the door, he heard a familiar voice calling him. It was his grandma, who was exercising on the fitness equipment downstairs.

"Why don't you say anything when you come back! Grandpa and I miss you very much, go upstairs, grandma will let grandpa cook for you later." Kong Pengyu's grandma came to help him carry his luggage.

"Grandma, I'll do it myself!" Kong Pengyu didn't ask her to help with the luggage.

"Yangyang is here too, let's eat with us at noon!" Grandma said to Luo Xiyang again.

"No, no, I have something else to do. I'll help him pick up his luggage and leave." Luo Xiyang rejected her kind invitation.

"Pengyu is back! Oh! He's grown taller again! Are you looking for someone? When will you bring me back to see him!" The grandparents, uncles and aunts who knew him in the community began to ask him, and he hasn't come back for a long time. , They saw Kong Pengyu, who was quite new, and they all gathered around to talk to him.

After a fierce "answer session", Kong Pengyu finally got out of the upstairs.

His house is on the seventh floor. For ordinary elderly people, it is quite strenuous to go upstairs, but his grandma walks very easily.

Kong Pengyu's grandfather used to be a schoolteacher, and this house was assigned by his unit, a set of two, about [-] square meters in size, with a lot of things in it, but it was tidied up by his grandparents.

"Old Kong, grandson is back!" His grandmother yelled at the back room as soon as he entered the door.

As soon as the words fell, his grandfather came out from the back room, saw Kong Pengyu, smiled and said, "Yuyu, you're back!"

While talking, grandma told grandpa to cook some delicious dishes for Kong Pengyu so that he could clean up the dust for him.

When he learned that his parents would not be coming back at noon, he immediately calmed down a lot. After all, his parents were the most deterrent to him.

Of course, his mother accounts for 90.00% of this deterrent.

At noon, grandpa made him some dishes he likes to eat, and the old couple kept picking up dishes for him, for fear that he would miss any good food.

After the meal was full, the three of them sat on the sofa and watched TV comfortably, and his grandfather also asked about his recent situation.

"Yuyu, I heard from your mother, what courses have you not finished? Have you passed it now?" his grandfather asked.

"It's the construction organization and management. It's coming soon. You should be able to pass the exam when you go back during the Chinese New Year." Kong Pengyu mentioned the courses he had taken before, and made up a time indiscriminately.

"Oh, that's a good way to learn! Listen to what the teacher says, don't talk back to the teacher." His grandfather said.

While the grandfather and grandson were talking, the door opened and a man and a woman came in.The man has a crew cut, of medium build, wearing a black cotton jacket, black work clothes, a white shirt, and a well-tied wine red tie; the woman is slightly shorter than the man, with brown hair shoulder-length, and wearing a silver-white down jacket , the inside is also the same as the men's tooling.

These two are Kong Pengyu's parents. His father's name is Kong Renjie, and his mother's name is Xie Wanshu. Both of them are accountants. They greet their grandparents first when they enter the house.

"Mom, Dad." Kong Pengyu got up slowly and called them tremblingly.

"I'm back." His father said to him, but his mother was not very excited, and her expression was a little dignified.

"Why are you two back at this time? Have you eaten yet?" Grandpa asked.

"Yes, the unit is on holiday this afternoon, so we came back to see if there is anything to buy for the New Year." His father replied.

Kong Pengyu's parents sat on the single sofa beside him, and Kong Pengyu found that his mother had been looking at him expressionlessly. This kind of situation only appeared when he made a mistake that he had not had time to confess to his parents when he was a child, as if he had a premonition of something.

His mother rummaged through the bag, took out a newspaper, put it on the tea table, and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

It was a local newspaper in Mianyang. In the lower right corner of the newspaper, there was a circle of content circled by a red pen. There was a photo of a person on it, and some text introductions.

Kong Pengyu was terrified. It stands to reason that the news of him joining the team was not reported by the media, and it shouldn't be.

"Let me take a look." His grandfather picked up the newspaper before him, put on his glasses and read it, looked at Kong Pengyu and said, "Yuyu, isn't this you?"

(End of this chapter)

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