Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

The little black milk cried twice childishly.

"Not bad, not bad, and know how to send New Year's greetings! This year is a bit more prosperous."

Talking and laughing, Yang Zhuo came to the kitchen.

Or dumplings.

Here they eat dumplings on New Year's Eve and on the morning of New Year's Day.

After breakfast, Yang Guoqiang and his wife went to work on their own.

New Year greetings, incense burning incense.

Only Yang Zhuo is more leisurely, staying at home playing games and watching TV.

By the way, reply to the New Year's greeting text message or phone call.

In this way, the New Year slowly passed.

The fifth day of the new year.

morning.

Yang Zhuo has already packed his luggage and is going back to the capital today.

living room.

A family of three is talking.

"Leave this time, and come back after the Olympics."

"Don't worry about food and clothing in this life. Don't think too much, just do your best."

Zhang Yumin asked.

Both of them know how important the Beijing Olympic Games are.

But no matter how important it is, it is not as important as a son.

They don't want their son to have too much pressure because of the Olympics.

"Don't worry, I'm not that fragile, you just wait at home to watch my game."

Yang Zhuo looked relaxed.

After finishing speaking, he thought of An Yufei again, and couldn't help but said, "After the Olympics, there might be a surprise."

"surprise?"

Zhang Yumin was a little curious: "What surprise?"

"It's not decided yet, I will tell you when the time comes."

Yang Zhuo made a fool of himself, then stood up: "It's getting late, Dad, let's go!"

"Ah."

Yang Guoqiang stood up after him.

Then the three came to the yard, opened the trunk of the car, and put their luggage in.

"Mom, let's go first then."

"Well, slow down on the road."

Although Zhang Yumin was reluctant, he also knew that his son's career was important.

You have to train hard, you can't stay at home all the time.

At the crossroads at the east end of the village.

When Yang Guoqiang's car passed by, he lowered the window to greet his neighbors.

Watching the car leave, everyone couldn't help discussing it.

"Leaving only on the fifth day of the lunar new year, it's strange."

"There is the Olympic Games this year, can you not rush?"

"Olympics, in half a year, I don't know if Yang Zhuo can win the championship."

"Sure, he is very powerful, and the world record is still in his hands."

"If the Beijing Olympic Games can win the championship, it will truly win glory for the country."

"Now Yang Zhuo is the most famous in our country's sports circle. If he wins the Olympic Games again, it will be a big deal."

"Not only our country, but the world is full of stars."

in the car.

Yang Zhuo was in the back seat, and sent a text message to An Yufei: I will be in the county seat soon, get ready to cook for me tonight.

the other side.

An Yufei was very happy when she saw the text message.

Even though we haven't been apart for a long time, she still misses her very much.

So I quickly replied: Yes, I will make you a boiled cabbage!

After replying, she thought about it, Yang Zhuo came back today.

She has to go there early.

Help clean the house, turn on the water, electricity, gas and heating.

As for the key, Yang Zhuo gave it to her before leaving.

Thinking of this, An Yufei felt very sweet.

Because this is a kind of trust, Yang Zhuo regards her as the closest person.

Otherwise, she would not have given her the keys to the house.

At this moment, Yang Zhuo replied to the text message: Good guy, all the boiled cabbage is here!I have such a big appetite, if you don't have enough to eat, you have to be responsible!When the time comes, lock you up in my house and be a little maid for me.

An Yufei's cheeks were slightly flushed, and her fair fingers quickly pressed a few times on the phone's keypad: Think beautifully!I even caught you as my little follower!

Because Yang Zhuo was in Shangdu, he visited several leaders of the Sports Bureau.

So it was already evening when we returned to the capital.

It was An Yufei who drove to pick him up.

Home.

After the car stopped, the two opened the door and got out.

"After a day of tossing, I'm finally back!"

"You must be hungry. The meal is ready before I pick you up. You can eat it hot."

After finishing speaking, An Yufei bounced towards the door of the garage: "I'm going to heat it up now."

Looking at her back, Yang Zhuo showed a smile on his face.

Then back home with luggage.

As soon as I entered the living room, I felt different. The floor was clean and there was no dust.

Obviously dragged.

There are fruits on the coffee table, washed clean.

master bedroom.

The quilt is also folded.

Yang Zhuo picked it up and touched it, it should have been exposed to the sun today.

Apart from himself, only An Yufei had the key to this house.

So, it must have been done by this girl.

After a few minutes.

kitchen.

When Yang Zhuo came in, An Yufei was happily busy.

It was the kind that was really happy, humming a ditty in his mouth.

Hearing footsteps, she turned her head: "It's packed!"

"There's nothing else to clean up, a certain fairy has already cleaned it up for me."

Hearing this, An Yufei felt sweet in her heart as if she had eaten honey.

"No, I'm just helping you sort it out."

At this moment, Yang Zhuo came up behind her and hugged her gently.

An Yufei was stunned.

Didn't expect him to hug himself.

Yang Zhuo didn't say anything, after more than ten seconds like this, he let go of his hand: "Let me come, you rest for a while."

Get busy when you're done.

The rest of An Yufei was stupid, and hadn't come out of the hug just now.

My heart was beating loudly.

His cheeks were burning red.

"You actually hugged me secretly! Hmph!"

Chapter 285 Don't Leave Tonight

A simple dinner, but Yeon-joo is filling.

That's it for home cooking.

Simple ingredients, no advanced cooking skills required.