Chapter 409 2018 New Year

High-speed rail station, parking lot.

Taking out the suitcase from the trunk, Lu Zhou looked back at Wang Peng.

"Just send me here."

"Okay." Wang Peng replied in a crisp voice, turned around and opened the car door, his movements were standard and he had nothing to say, he almost gave a military salute.

Seeing him getting into the car, Lu Zhou suddenly remembered something and said.

"Wait a moment."

Just about to sit in the driver's seat, Wang Peng got out of the car again: "Is there anything else?"

Lu Zhou coughed lightly and said, "You'll...won't drive to Jiangling later, right?"

Wang Peng nodded and said as a matter of course: "Of course, the chief has ordered me to ensure your travel convenience and safety."

really!

Fortunately, I asked a special question!

Lu Zhou immediately persuaded: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and people all over the country will have a holiday. You should go home to celebrate the New Year too, and don't follow me."

Wang Peng smiled heartily and said, "You don't have to be so polite, the nature of my job is like this, it's okay to pass this year!"

Lu Zhou was anxious: "How can this work!"

Wang Peng smiled and said, "You're welcome."

Lu Zhou: "No, no, it's not a matter of politeness. You still listen to me and go back to your home for the New Year honestly. I don't need to get in the car for this big Chinese New Year. You have to add a pair of chopsticks when you go to my house. ,and……"

Wang Peng was stunned for a moment: "And?"

Lu Zhou coughed lightly: "My father has always been thinking about me finding a partner, and I suddenly brought someone home this year... I am afraid that my family will misunderstand."

Wang Peng: "..."

...

In the end, Lu Zhou convinced Wang Peng to let him go back to Beijing for the New Year.

No matter how important the work is, this year is worth it.

After getting on the high-speed rail, head east all the way, and arrived at the ancient city of Jiangling in a short time.

Breathing the familiar air of his hometown, Lu Zhou, who was eager to return home, didn't want to stay for a moment. After stopping the car at the gate of the station, he went straight to the door of his house.

When he was standing at the door of the house with a big bag and a small bag, and when he rang the doorbell, he soon heard the sound of slippers running across the floor from behind the door.

The door slammed open, and Xiaotong opened her eyes wide in surprise when she saw Lu Zhou appearing at the door.

"Wow, bro, why did you buy so many things?"

"Some were given by others, and some were bought at the duty-free shop at the airport. Your gifts are in the suitcase. The old rules, you drag them in and find them yourself..." Lu Zhou let out a long sigh after throwing the big and small bags on the ground. At this time, he suddenly noticed that Xiaotong had been looking behind him, and asked strangely, "What are you looking for?"

Xiao Tong, who looked away from the stairs, sighed heavily.

"Hey, brother, if you go on like this, my heart will hurt... Oops!"

Tapped on Xiaotong's forehead, looking at the little girl squatting exaggeratedly covering her head, Lu Zhou withdrew his outstretched right hand speechlessly.

"Stop messing with me, get out of the way!"

After throwing the suitcase to Xiaotong, Lu Zhou walked through the living room and went straight to the kitchen.

Seeing her son suddenly appearing at the kitchen door, Fang Mei, who was holding a kitchen knife in her right hand, froze for a moment, and was surprised that even the bream that was pressed on the chopping board slipped back into the basin.

Looking at his mother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Lu Zhou's nose suddenly became sore.

Taking a deep breath, a smile spread across his face.

"Mom, I'm back!"

"Good to be back, good to be back!" regained consciousness, looking at her son who came home suddenly, Fang Mei couldn't help but smile from ear to ear, "You child, why don't you call in advance, I didn't prepare any good dishes. "

Rubbing his nose with his index finger, Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I didn't do this to surprise you guys."

"What a surprise, you almost gave me a heart attack!" Fang Mei rolled her eyes at her son, stretched her hand back into the pond, and grabbed the slippery bream, "You go to the living room to rest, Mom! You cook the fish and eat it."

After all, the kitchen knife in his hand raised and lowered, and he chopped off the fish head neatly.

After escaping the first day of the junior high school, he couldn't escape the fifteenth day after all. The dishonest bream flapped its tail a few times, then lay down on the chopping board and didn't move.

It was half past five, and Lao Lu, who got off work from get off work, slowly returned home.

When he looked at his son sitting on the sofa, Lao Lu's reaction was no more reserved than Fang Mei's. He grinned so happily that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears, and he asked Lu Zhou a lot of questions.

Finally noticing the tea leaves on the coffee table, Lao Lu couldn't help but scold.

"Why did you bring so much tea back, and there's still a bunch of tea left at home."

Lu Zhou looked at his father strangely: "Dad, are you finally willing to buy tea?"

Lao Lu waved his hand: "I bought it myself thanks to the labor insurance issued by the unit."

Hearing this, Lu Zhou's expression became even weirder: "When did your unit become so rich?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Lao Lu couldn't help but smile triumphantly.

"That's a long story. Didn't I have been assigned to a logistics post by the leader some time ago? The benefits and benefits are much better than before. Anyway, there is no need to worry about the family now. You will bring less things when you come back. It's inconvenient to travel with these big and small bags. You really want to be filial to me and bring me a daughter-in-law next time."

Lu Zhou coughed lightly, and changed the subject calmly.

"By the way, Dad, let me ask you something."

Old Lu: "What's wrong?"

Squatting next to the suitcase, Lu Zhou unzipped the zipper, took out a letter and opened it.

"I have a couplet here. See if there is anything like paste in our house. Let's stick this couplet to the door later."

After receiving the stack of zhengdan paper, Lao Lu opened the couplet and looked at it, commented: "Yo, this word is well written, did you write it?"

"That's not true," Lu Zhou smiled, "It was written to me by my former supervisor, Academician Lu."

"Written by an academician? That's terrible. I'll hang it up right now." Hearing that it was written by an academician, Lao Lu was immediately happy. Toolbox goes.

Lao Lu has never been out of Jiangling a few times in his life, and he has never met an academician. He only heard people brag that the academicians are the top scholars in the Republic. For an analogy to a costume drama, it is probably a big figure with status and knowledge like a Hanlin scholar.

This kind of calligraphy, which is a collection of academic masters, not only has a reputation when posted, but also attracts talent.

Looking at the two couplets pasted on the door, Lao Lu stroked his chin and admired them for a long time, no matter how he looked at them, he liked them.

But after a while, he suddenly shook his head and said.

"Pity."

Standing next to him, Lu Zhou looked at him suspiciously.

"What's the pity?"

Lao Lu sighed: "It's a pity that Xiaotong of our family has already passed the college entrance examination, even if Wen Quxing's talent is invited, there is no place to use it."

Lu Zhou coughed lightly: "Father, your son is also a scientist after all, can we not be so superstitious?"

"It's not superstition, that's what everyone says..." Lao Lu gestured with his hands for a long time, but couldn't think of how to explain this feeling in the end, and finally waved his hand giving up, "Hey, forget it, I won't be with you kid Speaking of this, I can’t explain it! Let’s go, your mother should have finished the dishes, let’s serve the dishes!”