After the exam, Han Yang didn't go home directly because Chen Qingqing's treatment was not over yet.
In the past, Han Yang used to go back by train. The fare was cheap and students could get half price. Although it took a little longer, the sleeper was acceptable. But this time, He Lianqing directly booked a plane ticket for him and sent him to the airport on the same day.
He Lianqing originally wanted to go back with him, but the company was busy at the end of the year, and he couldn't leave for the time being, so he could only send someone off with a bad face.
"You look so handsome, don't just make a stinky face." Han Yang squeezed Helianqing's face and made fun of him.
Helianqing looked at him blankly, silently expressing anger.
Han Yang leaned on his shoulder and put a foot on his lips and kissed him, "I'll be back when school starts, you stay home with Aunt Su and the others."
He Lianqing's face improved a little after being kissed by him. He was not happy when he heard what he said after that, and asked firmly, "School starts?" It's almost a month away from school now.
"I want to spend more time with Grandpa at home." Han Yang squeezed his palm, "You know he's lonely at home alone."
He Lianqing snorted and changed the subject: "How are you thinking?"
Hearing him ask this again, Han Yang coughed lightly and said, "I'll go back and talk to Grandpa first."
He Lianqing asked the same question he asked at the press conference last time. He Lianqing came back that night and forced Han Yang to ask him again. In fact, Han Yang has no objection to the wedding, and it can even be said that he is looking forward to it. After all, he also wants to have a formal wedding with the person he loves. But he had to discuss it with his grandfather first. If he really wanted to do it, he hoped that his grandfather would be present and get his blessing.
He Lianqing naturally knew what he was thinking, and also knew that he valued his only relative, otherwise he would have tied this salted fish to the church!
Seeing him pursing his lips and not speaking, Han Yang pressed his fingers against the corners of his lips, and said with a smile, "I promise it will be very soon. Grandpa is a good man, and he will definitely not despise you."
"Heh." He Lianqing sneered, "Who dislikes who?"
"Dislike me." Han Yang immediately changed his tone, "Are you satisfied?"
He Lianqing was a little satisfied now, she stretched out her hand to wrap the scarf around Han Yang's neck again, and said, "Go back and wear more, and wait for me to pick you up."
"What's there to pick up..." Han Yang was swept away by his eye knife, and the conversation changed, "Okay, I'll wait for you to pick it up."
At this time, it was time for the security check. Han Yang pulled up his suitcase and said, "I'm leaving. You can go back quickly. I'll call you when I arrive."
He Lianqing reached out and pressed the person into her arms, hugged him vigorously, and then let go and waved her hand: "Let's go quickly."
Han Yang was amused by his chasing gesture, he dragged his suitcase and walked to the security check.
After the security check, Han Yang looked back and found that He Lianqing was still looking in his direction. He waved at He Lianqing, who nodded and made a phone call before turning around and leaving.
Back in Y City, Han Yang called He Lianqing as soon as he got out of the airport, telling him that he had gotten off the plane and was going to the station to transfer back. He Lianqing was in a meeting and hung up after telling him to be careful on the way.
Han Yang changed trains at the station. Halfway through the car, he received a call from his grandfather, asking him when he would be back.
Han Yang didn't tell grandpa about going home today, because every time he went back, grandpa would wait for him at the entrance of the village. Han Yang was worried that he would wait for a long time, so he simply didn't talk about it.
"I'm back today, and I'm already on my way back." Now that he was halfway there, Han Yang didn't hide it.
"Really? Why didn't I listen to you? I want to go shopping and get you something delicious!" Grandpa's voice sounded very happy.
"Don't worry, I'll go with you when I arrive." Han Yang smiled.
"Okay, okay." Grandpa said cheerfully, "By the way, it's great that you came back today. There is something you need to come back and confirm."
"What's the matter?" Han Yang asked.
"I'll talk about it when you come back, let's not talk about it for now. It's expensive to talk about. Be careful on the road, don't you know?" Grandpa sold it off first, but it sounded like a good thing from him.
"Okay, don't come out and wait for me." Han Yang hung up the phone.
After he hung up the phone and was about to go to sleep, he saw an unread WeChat message sent by Qinggege. Han Yang opened it and saw that it was a salted fish walking in the sun with a backpack.
Does that describe him? Han Yang laughed out loud.
Dried salted fish: The meeting is over
Qinggege: Well, where are you
Dried salted fish: Just halfway there, where did you get so many salted fish
Qinggege: Raised at home.
Han Yang was amused by him, holding his mobile phone and chatting with him on WeChat. He Lianqing's Wechat was the last time he applied, his name was Qinggege, and his profile picture was a cartoon Gege headdress, while his name was Dried Salted Fish, and his profile picture was a cartoon salted fish. Han Yang's signature is: My Qinggege, and He Lianqing's signature is: My Salted Fish Dried. One time, the head of the house saw the chat in class, and he called out hot eyes, saying that they would not give a single dog a way to survive.
After chatting for a while, He Lianqing went to work again, Han Yang put the phone back in the bag, closed his eyes and rested.
It took two hours to get to the town from the city, and Han Yang went to the town to find a motorcycle to take him back to the village.
When the car arrived at the entrance of the village, Han Yang got out of the car and distributed some of the snacks he brought back to the children of the two families at the entrance of the village. Han Yang's house is not far from the entrance of the village, three to five minutes away, the village has built a cement road, and it is not difficult to walk with a suitcase.
When he got to the courtyard of the house, Han Yang pushed open the door and went in and shouted, "Grandpa!" As soon as he finished shouting, a short old man came out of the house, wearing an army green cotton jacket and a cotton hat of the same style.
"Oh, the baby is finally back!" Grandpa happily walked over to meet him, wanting to take the tow box in his hand.
Han Yang avoided his hand and smiled, "I'll do it myself. Come in, it's too cold outside."
"Yes, yes, come in and have a fire, right?" Grandpa dragged him into the house.
"It's not cold, so wear a lot of clothes." Han Yang smiled and walked with him into the room, saying as he walked, "But it's still warm at home, and it's the warmest to cook with you."
"That is, grandpa baked sweet potatoes for you, did you eat it for lunch?" Grandpa asked.
"Eat, don't be busy, I'll come..."
Han Yang's words stopped abruptly, one foot was still on the outside of the threshold, and the two people in the room didn't respond for a while.
The other party was also a little embarrassed when he saw him, standing beside the brazier that was burning the fire and didn't dare to look at him.
Han Yang took the suitcase in and looked at them with a frown, "Why are you here?"
In the room were his two parents who used him and He Lianqing to pay off their debts. Han Yang didn't expect to see them again, and it was still at his home.
Seeing that he was displeased, the other party became more anxious, avoiding his gaze and looking at his grandfather.
Grandpa pulled Han Yang over and said to him, "Xiao Yang, these two guests just came to us today and said they were looking for their long-lost son. The child they described was very similar to you when you were young, and they happened to meet at the entrance of the village. Aunt Agui, I brought them here. I asked some things about you, and it's really similar! Come and see if they are your parents?"
"Xiao Yang..." The middle-aged woman called out to him.
Han Yang glanced at her and didn't answer. Instead, he turned his head and said to his grandfather, "Grandpa, didn't I tell you not to bring everyone into the house, what should you do if you are alone at home?"
"No, we're not..." The middle-aged man tried to explain, but Han Yang interrupted him, "I didn't talk to you."
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded and opened his mouth not knowing what to say.
Grandpa said nonchalantly, "What can I do? Aunt Agui has been with me all the time, and I just went back."
"Don't get me wrong, Xiao Yang, we don't mean anything else, it's just the New Year's Eve, and I want to come and see you." The middle-aged woman said, with care in her eyes.
Han Yang didn't look at her, but just sat down with his grandfather and said, "Now that you see it, you can leave."
"Xiao Yang..." The middle-aged woman wanted to say something, but Han Yang interrupted her, "Let's go."
"Let's go? What's the matter?" Grandpa asked inexplicably. After walking around among the three of them, he asked Han Yang, "Xiao Yang, do you know them? Aren't they your parents?"
"Yes yes yes! We are!" The middle-aged woman expressed excitedly, for fear that Han Yang would veto them, "We are Xiao Yang's..."
"It's not anymore!" Han Yang's voice became a little louder, and he looked at her and repeated it again, "It's not anymore."
The middle-aged woman probably remembered something, stayed for a few seconds, tilted her head and covered her mouth, as if crying, and the middle-aged man's expression was also a little stiff, standing beside him at a loss.
"Really or not?" Grandpa was confused by them.
Han Yang pursed his lips and did not speak. The middle-aged man hesitated for a while before saying, "Xiao Yang, I know we are sorry for you. We don't want to do anything, we just want to spend a year with you."
"New Year's Eve?" Han Yang repeated, and asked him, "Why didn't you want to come and find me for a New Year in the past ten years? Since you can find this place now, why couldn't you before?"
The man was flustered by his gaze, and his guilt grew even greater, and he hurriedly explained: "I know you are still blaming us for paying off your debts, but we are also desperate! Although Mr. Helian is a man, he It's not without merit that you marry him, you see that you're not having a good time now..."
"Shut up!" Han Yang sternly interrupted him, looking back at his unidentified grandfather, and shouting out, "I'll let you leave my house, now!"
"What debt? What man?" Grandpa caught a few key words.
"It's okay, grandpa, don't worry about it." Han Yang patted his shoulder.
Grandpa has lived for most of his life, and he has seen a lot of people and things. From Han Yang's attitude, it can be seen that they have met each other, and the two have done bad things to Han Yang. The character will not be so indifferent to them. Although I don't know what happened, when I thought that my precious grandson might have been wronged, my grandfather's heart exploded, and he picked up a broom from the side to drive people away: "Get out! Go away, don't stay with us. The house is an eyesore!" He didn't stop until he slammed people out and closed the door.
"I'm so pissed off." Grandpa sat on the stool panting, holding the broom in his hand, "I'm bringing wolves into the room!"
Han Yang took the broom in his hand and put it aside, smoothing his back for him.
Grandpa paused and turned to ask him, "What's the matter? Xiao Yang, are those two your parents?"
Han Yang nodded. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed his parents by blood.
"Then what do they mean? Have you met?" Grandpa asked again.
"I've seen it." Han Yang sat down and told his grandfather about his parents' debts.
"It's a jerk!!" Knowing that Han Yang was used by his parents to pay off his debts, his grandfather was so angry that he stood up and tried to chase him out with a broom to beat him. Han Yang hurriedly grabbed him.
"How can there be such cruel parents in the world!" The grandfather scolded in anger, "He even used his own son to pay off the debt!"
If it was before, Han Yang might still feel sad, but now he doesn't feel it at all. People who don't care about him are also not worth caring about.
After scolding for a while, grandfather stopped, remembered another thing, and quickly asked: "What happened to the marriage that bastard said? Isn't it debt repayment? Why did you get married again?"
Han Yang touched his nose and said that he and He Lianqing were already married.
"What?!" Grandpa jumped up when he heard the words, "Did that person force you? Grandpa cleans him up!" As he went to sweep the broom again, Han Yang grabbed him with a headache: "No, no, Grandpa, please go first. Listen to me!"
"You say it." Grandpa sat down and put the broom on the side of his thigh, with a look of "I'll fuck him after you've said it."
Han Yang explained the matter between himself and He Lianqing in detail, focusing on the fact that He Lianqing arranged for a doctor to treat his legs for him, and learned massage to help him press his legs.
Grandpa was dubious about this: "Really? You didn't fool Grandpa, did you?"
"Really." Han Yang assured, "Didn't I tell you before that I was treating my legs, he arranged it."
"How is it now, does it work?" Grandpa reached out and touched Han Yang's knee, and said distressedly, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry." Han Yang smiled. After this period of treatment, his knee did get better, and Dr. Chen said it would be better if he persisted.
"That's fine, that's fine." Grandpa nodded in relief, he always felt sorry for Han Yang's leg, and always blamed himself for not touching Han Yang.
Han Yang put his arm around his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, he is really kind to me."
Grandpa nodded and asked again, "Then why didn't he come back with you?"
"He's busy with work, he's been working overtime these days," Han Yang said.
"Oh, it's a good thing to be motivated." Grandpa said, "You said just now that his grandpa really wants to play chess with me?"
"Yes, the old man heard that you taught me my chess skills. I really hope I can play against you." Han Yang repeated the old man's words.
Hearing this, Grandpa stood up and said proudly, "That's right, I started playing chess when I was six years old. When I have time, I'll find him a next game and frustrate his spirit!"
Seeing this, Han Yang slapped his ass and patted his grandfather so badly that he completely forgot about him and He Lianqing.
When they went to bed at night, Han Yang and He Lianqing started a video chat online. He didn't tell He Lianqing that his grandfather already knew about them, and planned to give him a surprise when he went back.
After chatting, Han Yang rolled on the bed with his pillow in his arms, and found that he couldn't fall asleep. On the first day he left, he began to miss Helianqing. I used to feel pretty good alone, but now I'm used to sleeping with two people, and I feel that the quilt is a little cold.
After a few laps, Han Yang couldn't help sending a WeChat message to He Lianqing. The message was sent for a while and there was no reply. He could only put his phone aside and force himself to sleep.
After a while, he really fell asleep, completely unaware that He Lianqing came out after taking a shower and saw his WeChat message "I can't sleep without you" and lost most of the night.
In the days that followed, Han Yang thoroughly realized what it means to be absent for one day as every three autumns. He chatted with He Lianqing on the Internet every day, but felt that it was not enough, because he couldn't touch it, he missed He Lianqing's embrace, and his body temperature.
When he thought that it would be almost a month before he could see He Lianqing, he felt hard, but he couldn't bear to go back to his grandfather early.
This mood continued until he received a call from He Lianqing one night. Han Yang was a little strange when he saw the call. He was chatting just now, why did he suddenly call.
"Why did you suddenly call me?" Han Yang answered.
"Do I still need to ask for instructions when I call you?" He Lianqing asked rhetorically.
"Of course not, I'll be on standby for you 24 hours a day." Han Yang smiled and poked the charcoal fire in the brazier with a stick.
"It's good to know." He Lianqing was satisfied and asked indifferently, "Where are you?"
"The fire is burning in the house, where are you, why is the wind so loud?" Han Yang asked strangely.
"Tsk, the signal is too bad there." He Lianqing said disgustedly, "It's hard to speak in a better place."
"Oh, wait, I'll go to the yard." Han Yang stood up and opened the door to go out. When he got to the yard, he said, "Is it better now? It's windy outside, can you hear it clearly?"
"I can hear it clearly, but I can't see it clearly." He Lianqing said, "Turn your face around and look in the direction of nine o'clock."
"What nine o'clock direction, what are you talking about..." Han Yang's words stopped suddenly, and his fingers almost couldn't hold the phone.
Outside the parapet, He Lianqing was wearing a black coat and a dark gray scarf that Han Yang had given him. Holding her phone, she said to him, "It's so fucking cold."