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Although the distance between city b and city h is close, city h is not as prosperous as city b. He Beixun is also very familiar with this place. He still studied here for two years in elementary school. He didn't return to city h until Qiao Bo entered junior high school.

Mr. Qiao's prestige in city b is very high. Even though Qiao Bo took over from Mr. Qiao, his prestige and status are far behind him.

Mr. Qiao has only one pair of children. His son is young, and his only daughter is married to City H. It is even more unexpected that he will die at such a young age. After Mr. Qiao lost both his daughter and his wife, he has gradually faded away from fame and fortune. Yes, and later threw the group to the youngest son. In his words, it depends on your ability, if you can keep the group well, you should keep it well.

Mr. Qiao's only hope was He Beixun. Hearing that He Beixun was coming back, Mr. Qiao went to the station by car and waited for an hour.

When He Beixun saw his grandpa waiting for him in the wind, his eyes were sore instantly, and he almost cried in front of so many people, but before he could cry, old man Qiao touched his grandson's head distressedly, feeling sorry for him.

"My poor child, your mother left you cruelly early, and your father left you again. My family, Bei Xun, has suffered."

In a word, the eyes of both grandpa and grandson were red.

Qiaobo was forced to hold the luggage and stand aside to pour cold water: "Can we cry when we go home? I'm starving to death."

The angry old man Qiao almost got up from his wheelchair and beat him up: "You wolf cub, didn't you drive to City H? Why did you let my grandson squeeze the train when you came back?"

Qiao Bo's car was thrown on the road the first day he lived in Chen Zhihuai's house, and he was towed away by the traffic police that day. He didn't have time to go through the formalities, so he simply threw the car in City H and came back by train.

But you can't say this to the old man. Speaking of it will shake Huang Xing out. Qiao Bo tucked the blanket tightly for the old man: "The car has a little problem and it has to be repaired. Don't worry, I didn't treat your grandson badly."

He Beixun pushed up grandpa's wheelchair: "Let's talk about it when we go home, uncle, it's cold outside, grandpa, let's go home."

Mr. Qiao changed his face freely in front of his son and grandson, and immediately agreed with a kind smile: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he waited for a while and added: "Meals have been prepared at home."

After all, I still feel sorry for my son.

Grandpa Qiao never mentioned He Beixun's parents when he saw his grandson at the train station this time. He Beixun originally thought that his grandfather would inquire about his recent situation and his father's affairs, but he didn't expect him to bring this up on his own initiative. Grandpa also calmly diverted the topic away.

I'm afraid it's the New Year's Eve, and He Beixun is afraid that he will be unhappy.

As soon as He Beixun arrived in city b, he couldn't wait to make a video call to Huang Xing that night.

Huang Xing answered quickly.

He Beixun originally wanted to tease him whether he was waiting for his call, but when the picture on Huang Xing's side came out, He Beixun frowned: "Why are you still in the store?"

After finishing speaking, He Beixun looked down at his watch, "It's already 10:30."

"It's the end of the year, and there are always some trivial matters to be busy. It's okay. I don't go to work until the afternoon. I'm not tired."

He Beixun was about to answer, when Huang Xing suddenly raised his head and looked in another direction, then a female voice came, He Beixun didn't hear what he said clearly, only to see Huang Xing stood up and walked forward, talking to her: "The car keys? Are you there?" Is it in your bag? Let me find it for you."

He Beixun hasn't figured out what's going on yet, the camera is moving all over the place, and occasionally he can catch that girl, a very fashionable beauty with long hair, He Beixun has never seen her before.

Someone suddenly drank a bowl of vinegar.

Huang Xing found the car key from the operating room, and after giving it to the girl, the person thanked him familiarly, told him to go back to rest early, opened the door and left.

Listening to the tone of their conversation, it seems that they have known each other for many years.

After the camera was fixed again, He Beixun said sourly, "You are a pretty girl, when did you meet?"

How could Huang Chen not hear it, he laughed: "Sister? She is ten years older than you."

He Beixun raised an eyebrow: "Older than you."

"What are you thinking, she is Tong Dongdong."

He Beixun is no stranger to this name, he said in surprise: "Boss? I haven't seen her yet."

"I saw it just now."

"She came anyway, and she didn't leave at such a late hour. I didn't see that she cared about this store."

"Don't say that, she is the boss after all." Huang Chen's eyes flickered, and he changed the subject: "How are you? Have you seen grandpa?"

He Beixun didn't see anything: "Well, he's very happy, and just now he pulled me into a conversation."

"Spend more time with the elderly, don't be too wordy."

"Understood." He Beixun drew a long tone.

Huang Xing paused for a while, and asked, "Are you tired, talking so little?"

He Beixun leaned on his head: "I want to see you more."

Huang Chen clicked his tongue: "As expected of a person who has made so many boyfriends, he just knows how to flirt."

This stalk is impossible.

He Beixun really regretted what he did during that time, but Huang Xing found a reason.

"It's almost Spring Festival, how are you going to spend it?"

"Just like in previous years, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and it will be over happily."

Huang Xing never mentioned his family. He Beixun only knew that his mother was sick and passed away. As for any relatives and where his hometown was, He Beixun didn't know anything.

"Aren't you going back to your hometown?"

"There is no one in my hometown, so there is no need to go back."

"Then you spend the Spring Festival alone in previous years?"

Huang Xing: "The more I listen to it, the more I feel that you feel sorry for me."

He Beixun already blamed himself for not being by his side, and it was even worse when he heard that Huang Xing was alone: ​​"It was very pitiful."

He Beixun said again: "Why don't I go back, anyway, grandpa has seen me too."

"Don't fool around."

He Beixun just said that, he still wanted to show Huang Xing to his grandfather sooner, and being self-willed now will only make his grandfather have a bad impression of Huang Xing

He Beixun patted his hair irritably: "You go back early and buy more delicious food for the New Year. I will go back after the first day of the new year, and I will be angry when I see that you are still doing so well."

He Beixun made a fierce expression.

Huang Xing took off his white apron obediently: "Go back now."

He Beixun nodded in satisfaction, and continued to command with his legs crossed like a boss: "I won't hang up the phone, you go and lock the door, and I will watch you go back."

Huang Xing sighed, this kid is getting worse and worse.

But this kind of badness, Huang Chen is happy.

The two of them were so tired that they didn't hang up until Huang Xing was about to sleep.

When He Beixun got up early the next day, he surprised Mr. Qiao: "Beixun, why did you get up so early?"

Now at 7:18, He Beixun used to go to submit applications for prison visits every day and get up before dawn. This time he slept late.

But the old man didn't know the changes in his precious grandson this year, he just thought he was not used to sleeping when he first came here.

"Whether the bed at home is uncomfortable or not suitable somewhere, just tell me, grandpa will buy you a new set." After finishing speaking, the old man felt that it was reliable, and then said: "What kind of bed do you sleep in city H? Let your uncle buy a new one." Exactly the same."