nice to drive

So exciting?

Although He Qing thought it was interesting, she still couldn't hold back her face. She swallowed her saliva, subconsciously covered the collar with her fingers, and faltered: "What, what are you doing..."

Ying Yujiang originally wanted to reprimand him a few words, but when he saw the miserable appearance of the man, he just stabbed the basket again, sighed in his heart, couldn't help softening his tone, and coaxed: "Be good, let me see Are you hurt?"

Grass, I really think too much.

He Qing stared, glanced at Ying Xiaoer next to Ying Yujiang, who was proud of herself, and said, "What are you looking at, your brother is still beside you!"

Without plugging in the earphones, this sentence was naturally heard by Ying Xiaoer. The latter was curious and poked his head to look at it. His brother's big hand held the top of his head and turned his head to the other side.

Right now Ying Xiaoer is looking at another direction with blank eyes: "..."

He Qing was speechless, and seeing Ying Yujiang twist Ying Xiaoer's head away, he couldn't help but say, "You can't do that, can you?"

Ying Yujiang didn't reply to his words, he pressed his brother's head with one hand, and held the mobile phone with the other hand, and ordered solemnly: "Put up the hem of your clothes."

Now it was He Qing's turn to be completely embarrassed. She blushed so hard that she was about to explode, but she still stood up slowly. Fortunately, the heating in the room was fully turned on. She half-kneeled on the carpet, leaning against the corner of the velvet sofa in the bedroom, He lifted up his bathrobe, revealing a small section of his white waist.

He didn't notice it when he was taking a shower. Looking through the lens, he could clearly see a small bruise on his waist. It wasn't big at first, but it was very obvious on the monitor here.

Ying Yujiang held back his anger, let out a "hmm" and said, "Let me see on my back."

He Qing's face was almost on fire. Although he said that this person had seen all of them, he was still a little shy. He put down the clothes, twitched his fingers, and tied a knot on the bathrobe tie, and said seriously: "It's almost done, Don't push yourself too hard."

The person on the other end of the video call was silent, with lowered eyes, an emotion that He Qing couldn't see through.

Ying and Jiang were silent for a while, hung up the video call, opened the ticket purchase page, and looked at the tickets.

He shouldn't have looked at it. When he saw the injury on He Qing's waist, he felt that the bruise was hitting him, throbbing and hurting.

Seeing his brother's injured appearance, Ying Yuchen was a little nervous, and asked cautiously, "Brother, are you alright?"

After he said this, he glanced at his brother's mobile phone page again, completely panicked, grabbed his brother's cuff, and said eagerly: "Brother! What tickets are you looking at? Don't go back? Look how long we haven't returned Beijing is here, and my dad bought a new Braun, and my second aunt was still talking about you yesterday!"

Seeing that his brother didn't respond, Ying Xiaoer jumped up and down anxiously, persuading him: "Brother, don't mind..."

……

Today is already the 27th of the twelfth lunar month. After returning to Beijing with his younger brother, he first went to the original work of Summer Palace. It was the mansion on the edge of the Old Summer Palace that he mentioned to He Qing before. Now it is the second place where his father and children are not around. My uncle and aunt live here.

The Ying family is not a bannerman, and all three generations have been in the car business. After Ying Yujiang and Ying Yuchen's father Ying Kun retired, they basically lived a life of walking around the city every day, and they didn't have much interest in cars. .

Once the family business grows, it will become more sophisticated, and the age of marriage will be later. The eldest brother Ying Yujiang, who was only in his [-]s, will be almost [-] this year, and his body is still healthy. He runs to the Peking Opera Theater every day. It's okay to go to the small street of Haidian to walk the bird. I have raised fluttering eagles and chatting, a skill player. That bird is fierce. Ying Xiaoer was pecked when he was a child.

The relationship between Ying and Jiang and his father is just like that. He was relatively independent and cold-tempered since he was a child. Most of the communication between the father and son is also because of business.In addition to talking too little, Ying Kun still admires this capable and filial son, but he prefers the sunny and cheerful Ying Yuchen.

The names of the two brothers are also very random. In that year, Beijing's Xuanwu District had not yet been merged with Xicheng District, and Chongwen District had not yet been merged with Dongcheng District.

The roots of the imperial city, the cultural atmosphere is already strong, every day advocating literature and promoting martial arts, talented scholars and beautiful ladies, civil servants and military generals, just in the generation of "and". The boss of the Ying family is tough, but with a red cross, he is fierce. No matter how docile he is, he can't suppress him, so he needs to come up with a more imposing one.

Although Ying Kun is a businessman, he has a bit of cultural background. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and chose the word "General", a military officer title, and disregarded his family's objections. How could his son not be able to control such a big name?

Later, when he had a second child, he simply took the word "Chen", one literary and one military, and if he could keep the Ying family's family business well, that would be it.

When Ying Yujiang took his younger brother to pay Ying Kun a New Year's greeting, he couldn't load the whole cart, so he sent a servant to move it, and half of it was covered with sweat, just watching Ying Kun carrying a lark When he came out, he stared at the two brothers for a long time, and his voice was like Hong Zhong: "Here we come."

Ying Kun's yell made Ying Xiaoer immediately put down the objects in his hands, and rushed to his father to pick up the bird's cage. Ying Kun hid aside and said with a smile: "Don't put it here in front of me. Get tired, get out!"

The sound of "get out" had a loving tone, and Ying and Jiang looked up at the father and son who were enjoying themselves happily. , shouldn't I get used to it long ago.

He moved everything into the main house one by one, looked at some withered branches in the garden, and there was still unmelted snow on the ground, and stepped on them lightly.

The house in Yihe's original work was photographed when he was at the peak of his career in Beijing, but the business people, who have been in Hexi for 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, the bigger the business, the harder it is to keep money.

Thinking back to the time when I had mountains of gold and silver in my hands, now the only valuable things left are the real estate that I most disdain to do back then.

In the evening, when it was time for dinner, Ying Yujiang and Ying Kun carefully reported what they had seen and heard in Chengdu and their work progress.

After he finished speaking, the second aunt, who was eating with her head down, raised her head, smiled, spoke softly, and started to ask about marriage again. Ying Xiaoer subconsciously choked on a mouthful of soup and coughed continuously Several times.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became a little delicate.

Ying Kun could read some information from his son's reaction, and frowned.

Ying Yujiang pretended not to see his father's expression, thinking that his second aunt brought him with him when he was a child, his tense expression eased a little, and said with a low chuckle that he would not bother second aunt.

Ying Kun took Xiao Ersheng's Xiao Diaoli Tang, took a sip, it made his throat feel sweet, and said seriously, this matter cannot be delayed.

The second aunt heard the words, her long eyebrows were smiling, and the two dimples on her cheeks were dimpled. She stretched out her chopsticks and put a piece of Fushou elbow into the bowl. Just go with the child.

Ying and Jiang nodded and did not say another word.

……

Early in the morning, Ying Xiaoer rejected his brother's idea of ​​taking him for a walk in Shichahai, and even taught his brother seriously, how many years has it been?How old are he and his ministers?How about sliding on the back sea ice?

It’s the end of the twelfth lunar month this year, and Ying Xiaoer won’t be able to go to Baiyun Temple, Dongyue Temple, or Ditan. What kind of temple fair is there?

He put on a baseball uniform and a pair of Martin boots, the soles of his feet seemed to be oiled. He invited a group of friends who used to play with him in Beijing, and was about to rush downstairs to take a taxi when his brother stopped him.

Ying Yujiang put on his gloves and looked at him coldly: "Three rules for going out."

Ying Xiaoer stood at attention, took a rest, zipped up his baseball uniform, turned to his brother, and replied loudly: "One, don't cause trouble, and two, don't be afraid of trouble! Three, three..."

"Three must be picked up."

Reaching out to take down the car keys from the shoe cabinet, Ying Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I'm just going out for a walk, let's go."

It is four kilometers from Jianguomen to Shimao Tianjie, and there are five traffic lights. Ying Xiaoer jumps up and down anxiously while waiting.

The Volkswagen Phaeton that his brother kept in Beijing looked like a stretched Passat in appearance, with a luxurious interior and a large rear seat, enough for an adult man to sit comfortably on the ground.

Ying Xiaoer rubbed left and right, and Ying and General couldn't take it any longer, so they sped up the car a little and all the way to the World Trade Center. Waiting on the side of the road, he parked the car directly in front of them.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Ying Xiaoer looked to see if there was a non-motorized vehicle coming from behind, and reached out to open the door. Then a group of children stood on the side of the road. Say hello to Ying and General, and finally say goodbye.

One saw that Ying Yujiang's car left, turned around and put his arms around Ying Xiaoer's neck, and said affectionately: "It's been more than a year, and you still know to come back? What did you say last year? We almost gave you the whole We queued up to pick up the plane, but the water flooded us and we rushed..."

Ying Xiaoer was overjoyed when he heard the words, and went back to his arms, greeted everyone, smiling all over his face: "I don't care if my brother doesn't let me go back! Are you talking to me again?"

The person next to him breathed out while walking, and said to Ying Xiaoer: "This time, we brothers, can't we serve you so happily that we don't want to leave?"

Ying Xiaoer rubbed his hands. After staying in Chengdu for a long time, he was still not used to the freezing temperature in Beijing, so he cursed back: "Look at your behavior! Lebai, I have to stay until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. You have to take me to the Temple of Earth to visit the temple fair..."

"Well, it's your brother again! Why is your brother so cool? Your brother used to..."

The person who spoke rolled his eyes, and the little boy rolled his eyes at the little flame of his favorite thing, and said curiously: "The car I drive today is so low-key, at least a million dollars, right? But your brother's George Patton, are you still in Chengdu?"

"Here, my brother gave it away..."

Ying Xiaoer felt sad when he mentioned this. He is also a car lover, and he likes that car even more. But his brother smiled for his sweetheart and insisted on giving it to him. It is inevitable that he is still a little bit reluctant: "The license plate is not Change to Chuan A."

Hearing this, his little friends fell silent, and all of them naturally understood that the development in Chengdu was not very good, all kinds of things, it was just a brainstorming novel about business wars, and Ying Xiaoer was also very familiar with it. They stopped posting to Moments, and looked at Ying Xiaoer with sympathy and encouragement.

What kind of family was the Ying family in Beijing back then? The original works of Yihe and Gongyuan No. [-] lived safely and securely. Calling a storm-caller, apart from being too cold and difficult to get in touch with, there is basically nothing to choose.

Although Ying Yuchen, the second child, is a little bastard, he is still considered a young master. His grades are quite good, and he lives a relatively luxurious life, but he doesn't squander money recklessly. He has a surly temper, but he is still sensible.

Ying Xiaoer looked back at the unlucky faces of a group of friends, and knew what they were thinking in his heart, so he couldn't help but smile, gave them one by one, and said hello: "Okay, why worry about me, eat delicious food every day... ...I will go back to Beijing for the college entrance examination this year!"

……

Ying’s family had a good New Year’s Eve dinner. The chef in the main house made a large table of dishes, like a full banquet of Han and Han, and they paid attention to “four or four bottoms”. Roasted sea cucumbers with green onions are the most popular, and a eight-treasure shabu-shabu almost didn’t work Ying Xiaoer eats to support himself.

Naturally, Ying and Jiang didn’t watch the Spring Festival Gala. He spent all the holidays chatting with his family, so he just sat there and nodded, saying a few words from time to time. The whole family watched Ying Xiaoer’s performance. The children talked about school and life, Learning to sing is like talking about cross talk.

There was more than a minute before midnight, Ying and Jiang stood on the balcony, sent a long message to Congratulations, deleted it word by word, left a sentence at the end and sent it, waited for a while, and sent another sentence Let's go.

The bleak winter wind blows past, and the family's happy laughter and joyful music sound in my ears.

He looked around, and the few lonely lamps in the courtyard seemed a little warm.

Ying Xiaoer opened the french door, ran over from the living room, holding a plate of fried rice, and said loudly, "Brother! Let's install the counter and start the countdown..."

Ying Yu put the plate that he took over on the wooden platform, and gave him a flick of the brain: "Speak carefully, bite every word clearly."

"Okay, our dear CCTV has started the countdown, and my dad is also asking you, let's go in?"

Ying Yujiang nodded, looked at the phone again, and followed his brother into the living room in his pocket.

The congratulations over there are not easy. There are many relatives in the He family, and they are making a fuss around him, and their heads are getting bigger. There are also a few bear children, pestering and calling for brother Qing. No matter what they hear, something is wrong, and they have corrected it over and over again. , It sounded like it didn't listen, which made the whole room burst into laughter.

He Qing is a grown man, and he is still the face of the family, so he couldn't hold back his face when he was laughed at like this, coughed extremely uncomfortably, and quickly hid upstairs.

In the end, he had no choice but to go upstairs and take down his game console, etc., to play with and eat, one for each child, and go play by himself!

What happened at the airport, everyone in the family knew who he was and didn't dare to ask more questions, and not many friends and partners in the industry came to ask him what happened. Head, let's turn this matter over.

Originally, sometimes it seemed a big deal in the eyes of outsiders, but for the person concerned, as long as he was upright, it would pass slowly.

When he hid on the balcony to smoke, he was still holding a candy from a little brother in his hand. He unwrapped it and delivered it to his mouth. What, I saw a new message over there.

Both of them are the eldest sons of the family, and they are the leaders. They have been busy all afternoon and don't have much free time. They come and go a few words a day after the New Year's Eve, and many of them sent a message of congratulations. Eyelids trembled.

No Jiabei: Drink this glass of wine for the New Year, get drunk with memories, have relatives and friends to celebrate, sweet happiness surrounds the heart

Bu Jiabei: A virtuous husband and a beautiful career are like the sun and sunflowers. Any blessing seems too light and too light

Bugabei: I am here to wish you a happy new year [cool/]

He almost died laughing when he posted these two items, and he even found a middle-aged and elderly emoticon package to send over. He held his mobile phone and waited for half an hour, but he didn't see a reply.

Now that the New Year's Eve is almost over, I saw the news from Ying and Jiang.

Pangu Famous Car Restaurant: Last New Year’s Eve, Xiaoer and I made dumplings, and I ate the only piece of candy in the dumplings.

He held his breath, his heart was beating extremely fast, and he was staring at the screen of the phone with all his attention, watching "the other party is typing..." on the screen, waiting for Ying Yujiang's next words.

Pangu Famous Car Museum: I found out later that you are the piece of candy.

Pangu Famous Car Museum: Happy New Year, baby. [Heart/]

He Qing's heart almost popped out of her throat.

It was the first time he saw Ying and Jiang expressing such a "heart" expression, but seeing the word "baby" was almost enough to make him die of satisfaction. He put the phone on his heart and calmed down for a while.

Suddenly, he was standing on the balcony, staring at the scene in front of him in disbelief, walked a few steps forward cautiously, opened the window, ignored the cold wind, tried his best to climb up the window and stretched out his hand.

When he could see clearly the bits and pieces of white snow falling down in the dark place in the cold night, the pieces attached to his palms had already turned into drops of water.

He shivered, his eyes were full of curiosity and excitement, he quickly took out his mobile phone, took a picture and sent it to Ying Yujiang, and tentatively took some in his palm.

Facing the sky full of snow-white crystal debris, He Qing ran into the living room cheering.

Seeing the family members who were chatting, joking, and calling each other on the New Year's greetings in the house, he still rushed like a child to He's mother who was tasting her homemade Sichuan-style sausage in the kitchen, and said cheerfully: "Mom!"

Almost jumping three feet high, He Qing's brows and eyes were crescent-like, and she continued to shout.

"It's snowing in Chengdu!"

……

On the second day, Ying Yujiang accompanied his family to Qianmen Street, and on the third day, the second day of the Lunar New Year, he woke up early to pay New Year's greetings to all the elders in the family, wrapped in a windbreaker, and hurried to the Capital International Airport to catch.

Simply put, the snow in Chengdu is so small that it cannot accumulate at all. After the night of the New Year’s Eve, there is only ice water left on the second day of the Lunar New Year. It is impossible to tell that it snowed last night. As if the previous suspicions had been resolved, no one mentioned the matter of the project.

Arrived at Chengdu Shuangliu International Airport at around five or six in the afternoon, General Ying and General Ying breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as the machine was turned on, the designer from Wangjiang Mingmen called again, asking him to return to Chengdu in the next few days. If you want to go over and pick some pieces of furniture, Ying and Jiang agreed, and are going to call a car to go home.

He was almost used to the damp and cold air in Chengdu, but he was not comfortable when he returned to Beijing, so he picked up the phone and called He Qing.

The call was answered almost instantly, and before He Qing could speak, Ying and Jiang coughed and asked in a low voice, "Where are you?"

Over there, He Qing was soaking in the hot spring, half of her body was soaked in the water and almost softened, and she didn't care that Lan Zhou next to her kept pouring water on her body, and yawned: "I'm in Sanya!"

Do you still know come back?

He Qing was a little guilty when Ying and Jiang didn't hear anything, and added: "I, I'm on vacation, this sunny beach with seagulls..."

He moved his lips again, swallowed the phrase "beauty in bikini", and added "the sea here is so beautiful".

While he was on the phone, he went to Moments. Before he found it, he saw that Ying Yujiang had hung up the phone and sent a question mark.

Originally, He Qing saw that his high school brother was still happy in Sanya at the moment, so he saved a picture, a little envious, so he sent a photo of a tree in Sanya to Ying Yujiang.

Bu Jiabei: I advise you to be nice to me, I may consider picking a coconut from a tree for you to eat

Ying and Jiang just left the airport with their suitcases in their hands, looking at their phones happily.

Isn't this a betel nut tree?