
When Song Yueliang and Fu Yanchi returned at night, Yanqin had already left without seeing each other.
The closer the year, the two get busier, and the longer the time to go home.
It was past eight o'clock when I got home, and I had dinner at home.
When the two of them entered the door, they were still carrying cold air outside, so Qiqi ran towards them with a small iron box in her arms, "Father and Mother, Qiqi ran towards them with her, my mother-in-law left food for you in the kitchen and warmed it in the pot. But Qiqi also has something good to eat for you, do you want to eat good food after eating, or eat good food before eating?"
Song Yueliang and Fu Yanchi almost fainted.
Seeing this, Qiqi was quite complacent, her little chin raised high, "You know what good food Qiqi is?"
Song Yueliang glanced at the words "Eighth Street Twist" written on the tin box, and smiled, "Mother wants to know, what is so tasty and mysterious?"
"Dangdangdang—" Qi Qiyi heard her mother wanted to know, and immediately announced it, then opened the lid of her iron box, "Play! It was made by grandma. Qiqi had already helped mom and dad to taste it, it was delicious!"
Fu Yanchi lowered his head, looking at the only three rounds left in the large iron box, "How many rounds does Qiqi help Father and Mother feel?"
"..." - ".Little eyes of Qiqi floated up.
He and his uncle tasted four, five or six pieces together, and shared them with grandfather, mother-in-law, and friends watching TV.
These were the three sticks he had left with great difficulty.
Shared to parents and Uncle Agui, fitting.
Yan Xi looked behind the little baby, and handed him a small iron box solemnly, "There is also a red bean cake here, which Qiqi has specially prepared for you."
Fu Yanchi took it and opened it, the corner of his mouth twitching.
The price is also three yuan.
Yanxi, "Hahaha!"
The others also restrained their laughter, and could not bear to laugh, Qi had almost shrunk into a small quail.
Qiqi worked hard to save herself, "With my mother-in-law's food, I can definitely fill my stomach..."
Fu Yanchi gritted his teeth, nodding with a smile, "Yes, Mother, Father, and Uncle Agui have small stomachs, so eating this to taste, Qiqi is really smart!"
Qiqi, "..."
Hey, don't be greedy in the future! Qiqi's waist couldn't even be straightened!
After dinner accompanied by laughter and laughter, the three who came home late, the old man told him about Yan Qin's visit.
Song Yueliang and Fu Yanchi looked at each other, not surprised.
The matter of Qiqi had spread across the capital, and the people from the Yan family would definitely ask her.
It was no wonder that Yan Qin had appeared at this time, Yan Huai had specifically asked him to come, there must have been an intention behind it, after all, to protect Qi Qi.
…
Rural people do not have much entertainment at night, and usually they are exhausted after a day of work during the day, so they usually sleep after eating and rest at night.
Work and rest time is very early.
After Fu Yanchi and the others stayed in Taoxi Village for some time, gradually they began to get used to the regular schedule.
After eating and bathing, after nine o'clock, the villagers who watched TV in the main hall suffered from astigmatism, and it was time to sleep.
Yanxi was wearing trousers as usual, and quickly pulled back the blanket.
Yan Xi frowned, "What?"
"Sul." Fu Yanchi also got into bed, writhing lazily, "Read as soon as possible, and I will start to get busy after the new year."
“Plan?! Why did you give me this thing?” Yan Xi did not even want to slap back the paper, "It's up to you to read it yourself, don't even try to drag me into the water!"
Heh, is he an idiot or a fool? See proposals? Doesn't that mean letting him work?
Does he feel that living happily is not good, or is his freedom uncomfortable?
Fu Yanchi leaned his head on his arm and turned his head towards Yanxi, and it was rare for him to be serious, "You are also twenty-three years old, this, and the young men who are your age in Kyoto also own it. already occupy a place in his own company, or use his resources and contacts to make a living outside.Starting from raw water, the worst has a job on its head...By the way, you are the worst among you, right? You don't even have a job.”
Yanxi narrowed his eyes coldly.
"How long will you last like this? Do you want to be a parent forever? Being a second generation ancestor who was unable to accomplish anything in his entire life?" Fu Yanchi continued, “Yanxi, our family looks beautiful now, but the surroundings are actually full of danger. If it wasn't for my father supporting us. Now, our family has long been torn apart by wolves. Father is fifty-two years old this year. No matter how tough he is, how many years do you think he can last? One day he can't stand it anymore, or one day something happens at home, Assuming we don't have anything at that time , what will you count on to eat? Are you going to run away alone, leaving behind your elderly parents?"
"Basic fart! Even if I ask for food, I won't leave my old parents!" Yan Xi frowned. His conscience hasn't been eaten by dogs. Why did Fu Yanchi question him so much?
"Then do you have any skills? Do you have the ability to move up the household? Do you have a platform to return to?"
"..." - ".Yan Xi was speechless, her chest went up and down, and she finally gritted her teeth and roared, "You will accuse me, you yourself achieved nothing!"
“I'm different, I'm short-lived.”
"..." - ".I'm short of your uncle!
Yanxi sat down and looked at the man lying there quietly. How could he dare to say such a thing?
You have played the word "short life" so well that you play it like a trump card!
Fu Yanchi reached out and patted Curly Erha's arm, "I'm just talking to you, why are you so excited? Let's lie down, let's have a slow chat, it'll last for a night."
Ginxi, "..."
“What I said earlier is not worrying. You don't usually care about company affairs, and rarely communicate with Dad. Besides, his personality was always strong. No matter how heavy the burden is, he will not show himself overwhelmed in front of his son, but Yan Xi Ah, when you grow up later, you should know how to think for yourself. Once the Yan family home collapses, all prosperity and others will be destroyed, then the Yan family will be defeated.”
The man spoke solemnly.
I don't know why, but in Yanxi's ears, it sounded like Grandma Wolf bewitching Little Red-hooded One.
But he could not help his curiosity, and asked a few more words, "What do you want to say?"
"You started a company."
"I lost your father."
“My grandfather is also your grandfather, do not let father hear this, do not let father and son be hostile to each other.”
"..."
At eleven at midnight, the young man who claimed to be short-lived was already sound asleep.
Yanxi was wrapped in a blanket and sitting by the bedside, under a dim 15-watt light, forced to look through the planning book.
He was wrong, some planning documents were very thin in his hands, but with his head only adept at fighting, drag racing and swearing, he wanted to understand the basic idea, the five-year plan, he said, and indicators of revenue growth. .Fuck him wants to find a teacher!
Yanxi sucked out her red nose from the cold, and turned her head to look coldly at the man sleeping on the bed.
Fu Yanchi, you are a fucking dog!