Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

After hanging up the phone, Cui Sanning looked at Quan Yu and said, "I shouldn't bring anything else."

Hearing this, Quan Yu got up from the bed, zipped up the box, and then put the box upright. He said, "It's been nearly twelve hours, and your brother is driving alone?"

"A driver from home came over. He should drive a ride with my brother." Cui Sanning turned around and left the bedroom, answering his words.

She walked into the study room to get the gift for her grandpa.

Standing in front of the desk, Quan Yu hugged her from behind, holding her quietly without saying a word.

Cui Sanning held the hand on his waist and said softly: "What's wrong?"

The person behind said: "Once I leave, I won't see you for half a month."

Quan Yu put his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes.

Cui Sanning said nothing, just turned around and hugged his waist.

Quan Yu didn't stay that night because Cui Sangning didn't agree.

Because Su Mubai would come to pick her up early the next morning. If he bumped into her, it would be hard to explain.

In the end, Quan Yu couldn't laugh or cry and was pushed into the elevator by her. Before leaving, she even kissed him and said, "Wait until I come back."

The elevator door closed in front of her eyes, and Cui Sanning felt inexplicably like a scumbag who spent all her time trying to make things worse for her third uncle.

Early the next morning, at around five o'clock, while it was still dark, Su Mubai came to pick up Cui Sanning.

Downstairs in the community, Su Mubai carried her suitcase and walked towards the trunk, while the Cui family's driver stepped forward to help Cui Sanning open the door.

Cui Sanning smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Chen."

The man she called Uncle Chen said kindly: "That's right. Why are you so polite to me?"

Cui Sanning got in the car, and the first thing he did was take out his mobile phone and send a WeChat message to Quan Yu: "I'm leaving."

The other side replied almost instantly: "Well, call me when you get there."

Cui Sanning was a little surprised: "You woke up so early?"

It's not yet dawn.

Quan Yu replied: "I just woke up."

Cui Sanning's fingers fell on the keyboard but he didn't type for a long time. Did he just wake up? She didn't believe it.

The reply was: "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

Soon there was a reply, only one: "Yeah."

Cui Sanning seemed to be able to imagine him sitting on the bed and replying to the message.

Just as Su Mubai opened the driver's door and got in the car, Cui Sanning put the phone back into the bag and did not reply to the message.

Uncle Chen was sitting in the passenger seat. Su Mubai started the car and looked back at Cui Sangning and said, "You got up early. If you're sleepy, take a nap."

"It's a long journey."

Cui Sanning shook his head: "I'm not sleepy."

Uncle Chen had an amiable smile on his face: "The old man has been talking about you two, and I finally have to go back today."

He added: "Two old people, at this age, they already feel young."

"I was thinking that I would wake up even earlier today, looking forward to your return."

Hearing what he said, Cui Sanning also smiled, and the picture appeared in his mind.

Grandpa would walk around at the entrance of the yard with his hands behind his back, back and forth countless times, and then grandma would tell him that it made people’s eyes dazzled, and told him not to be an eyesore.

Then grandpa would blow his beard angrily, blushing and want to argue with grandma.

After my grandmother retired from the hospital, she opened a traditional Chinese medicine clinic at home, and people often came to see her.

Once two people quarrel, those who come to see the doctor will act as peacemakers and persuade the old man and old lady to stop quarreling.

The more he thought about it, the more real it became. Cui Sanning looked at the still dark sky outside the window, and felt like he was about to return home.

I miss my mother, my grandparents, and my sister.

Within a few hours, the person who originally said he was not sleepy had fallen asleep in the back seat.

Su Mubai glanced at the rearview mirror, and then turned up the air conditioner in the car.

…………

The eve of the Spring Festival.

Duan Qiongyu put his hands in his coat pockets and stood aside watching Zhang Mingli's back and forth.

He had previously asked his assistant to prepare some winter clothes and supplies, intending to give them to the children in the orphanage.

It just happened to be delivered today. The assistant led someone to move the things in. Zhang Mingli ran over and hooked Duan Qiongyu's shoulder: "Brother, who are you?"

Duan Qiongyu has become accustomed to his movements and tolerates him hanging half of his body on him. Now he just dislikes it but no longer refuses.

Because this little kid is so thick-skinned, there is already an obvious generation gap between him and Zhang Mingli.

At this moment, Duan Qiongyu still didn't say a word of truth: "Didn't I tell you earlier, the principal is my father."

Zhang Mingli didn't believe it at all: "The office teacher said that Principal Ning has been wearing a down jacket for more than ten years."

"If you are really his son, you are really unfilial."

Duan Qiongyu glanced at him: "Are they big or small?"

Zhang Mingli quickly shut up: "Brother, I was wrong."

He looked at those things, and it was rare to see them in a straight shape, and said to Duan Qiongyu: "Brother, no matter what, I thank you on behalf of the children."

Duan Qiongyu patted the hand hanging on his shoulder away and said, "Be normal."

Zhang Mingli patted his arm humbly: "Brother, what did you say?"

Duan Qiongyu glanced at his raised orchid fingers, frowned so hard that he could kill a fly, and warned: "Don't force me."

Zhang Mingli said immediately: "Okay, brother."

Duan Qiongyu suddenly pointed to some of the supplies and said to Zhang Mingli, "Did you see those?"

Zhang Mingli looked at his hand, then nodded and said sincerely: "I saw it."

Then he heard Duan Qiongyu say: "That part is for the school teachers."

When Zhang Mingli heard this, he grinned widely. As soon as he said the words of gratitude, he heard his brother continue: "But it's not your fault."

The joy in his eyes froze instantly, and he said with a sad face: "Brother...

Ignoring his crying face, Duan Qiongyu smiled and walked towards the teaching building.

Zhang Mingli stood there for a few seconds and was about to follow him. Suddenly Assistant Zhang came towards him with a box and said, "This is yours."

Zhang Mingli saw his name written on the box and looked up at Assistant Zhang blankly.

Although Assistant Zhang was standing far away just now, he was always paying attention to his fourth master, and he listened to the conversation between the two.

I find it funny for no reason. Why is the fourth master teasing a child when he has nothing to do?

Passing the box to Zhang Mingli, Assistant Zhang said: "The other teachers' boxes are the same, but yours was ordered by the fourth master himself."

"It's different from others."

Zhang Mingli looked at the box in his hand, grinned again, showing a few big teeth, and quickly chased the person who had walked away.

While shouting: "Brother, wait for me!"

Duan Qiongyu's steps were slow and he was soon caught up with him.

Zhang Mingli held the box and said, "Brother, didn't you say you don't have it for me?"

Duan Qiongyu glanced at him nonchalantly: "If I were you, I wouldn't speak now."

"Why?" Zhang Mingli held the box and looked thirsty for knowledge.

"Because eating people is soft-mouthed and taking advantage of others is short-handed."

"You took my stuff, why are you still harassing me?"

Zhang Mingli bumped him with his shoulder: "Look what you said, what does one family say to two families?"