138 one thirty eight
One hundred and thirty eight chapters:
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the New Year's visit team officially set off. Since the town where Yan Qingchi filmed the film is not too far from X City, it can be reached in a day's drive, so Jiang Mochen resolutely gave up the route of transferring from plane to bus and then to bus. Travel by car. Jiang Xingchen, Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, and Yanyan have a car, and Jiang Mochen, Qiqi, Bofeng, and Boyan have a car.
Chess and Boyan are both traveling together for the first time with their friends. They were very excited along the way, chattering non-stop in the back seat, from the homework assigned by the teacher to the animation they watched recently, and finally got up late game.
Jiang Mochen heard the two of them playing "two little bees, fly to the flowers" in the background, looked up at Boyan, and asked Bo Feng, "I heard that you broke up with your little girlfriend?"
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Bo Feng was very helpless, "She wanted to be Mrs. Bo so much, so she thought I was good to her, so she thought she could marry me. Everyone believed what she said, and thought I was really going to marry her soon. I hate this kind of thing the most. A woman who likes to talk nonsense, so we broke up."
"I thought you were really planning to get married?"
"I will definitely end up getting married. I can still be single for the rest of my life, but it doesn't matter who and when I get married."
Listening to the sound of chess and Bo Yan playing games, Jiang Mochen wanted to ask Bo Feng if he would remarry Fu Minzhi, so that Bo Yan could have a whole family, but he was worried about the children behind him, afraid of them I heard, so I didn't really ask.
Chess played with Boyan for a while, he was thirsty, so he found a bottle of yogurt from his small backpack, he was very generous, he took a bottle for himself, and handed another bottle to Boyan, then tilted his head and looked at the driver Jiang Mochen asked him softly, "Father, are you thirsty? Do you want some yogurt?"
Jiang Mochen replied to him gently, "I'm not thirsty, just drink Qiqi yourself."
"Then do you want to eat?" Qiqi looked at his small backpack, "Qiqi has a lot of food here, biscuits, potato chips, chocolate, jelly and sugar, father, do you want to eat?"
As he spoke, he took out a box of biscuits and stretched out his hand to pass it forward.
Jiang Mochen had no choice but to answer him again, "I'm driving, I can't eat yet, you eat chess and chess first, and I'll eat later."
"Oh, then I'll keep it for you." Qiqi said, put the biscuits back in his bag, and took out two bags of potato chips again. He handed one bag to Boyan, and said happily, "We Eat this."
As a result, as soon as he tore open his own bag, he saw Bo Feng staring at him. Qiqi blinked unconsciously, looked at Bofeng, thought for a while, looked down at his own potato chips, handed them out, and asked him, "Does uncle want to eat potato chips? This bag is for uncle."
Bo Feng looked at his son, then turned to look at his own son, and saw Bo Yan covering the potato chips that Qiqi had just handed him, and said like a very young adult: "Look, you don't have any, look I won’t give you any food.”
Bo Feng: ... What kind of hot chicken son is this! I don't want it anymore, I want to change my son!
He smiled at Qiqi, said that he would not eat, and turned back to chat with Jiang Mochen, "Old Jiang, do you consider sharing your experience in raising a son? This is also a little boy. Why is your family such a sweet boy?" Donuts, ours is a small rock, the gap is a bit big."
Boyan heard it, and let out a "hum" in the back seat, expressing his dissatisfaction.
Jiang Mochen smiled, "The heart is very simple, there is only one." He glanced at Bo Feng, "Find a good wife, that's all."
Bo Feng: "??? Are you showing off?"
"I'm telling the truth." Jiang Mochen said honestly.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the city, the higher-level administrative unit where "Wulin in the Mist" was filmed. Jiang Mochen had already asked his assistant to contact the best local hotel in advance and booked the hotel. I found it with the navigation, parked the car, and checked in directly.
The children were a little tired, and they had already fallen asleep in the car. Jiang Mochen and Jiang Xingchen discussed staying here for the next two days, and they would spend the New Year in this hotel on New Year's Eve. Jiang Xingchen agreed and asked him, "Then you want Are you going to Qingchi?"
"Of course I'm going, but Qiqi fell asleep, so I won't take him there. I'll come back after picking up Qingchi."
"it is good."
Jiang Mochen was going, Bo Feng went with him, Boyan was still sleeping, he left a note for Boyan, and agreed with Jiang Xingchen to let her take care of Boyan, and then left.
Because the next day was New Year's Eve, Fu Minzhi ended the filming early, so that everyone could chat with their families on the phone the day before New Year's Eve.
Yan Qingchi returned to the hotel and called Jiang Mochen, but Jiang Mochen didn't answer, Yan Qingchi just thought he was busy and didn't think much, hung up the phone and called his home. @无限好文, all in
Mother Yan heard that he would stay on the set during the Chinese New Year, and felt sorry for him, "Then you will have to celebrate the New Year alone this year?"
"It's not alone, there are so many people in the crew."
"How can the people in the production team compare with the family members?" Mother Yan is very honest, "That feeling must be different."
"That can't be helped, actors, that's it."
"Ah," Mother Yan sighed, "I usually see you all looking bright and beautiful on TV, but I didn't expect that it's not as good as I thought. It's still quite hard work."
Yan Qingchi was very open about it, "It's not easy in all walks of life. Generally speaking, actors make a lot of money and live a bright life, which is pretty good."
After hearing this, Mother Yan could only say: "Then take care of yourself, you have to eat better by yourself, the New Year's Eve dinner for your crew should be okay."
"Okay, Mom, you don't have to worry. By the way, have you bought all the New Year's goods at home? Have you posted the Spring Festival couplets?"
"It's all done, I understand these things better than you, you just take care of yourself, everything at home is fine, Mo Chen brought chess and inkstone home two days ago, I didn't say Ah, Yanyan really looks more like you the longer she grows, at first glance she is your own."
Yan Qingchi smiled, "I worked so hard to conceive him for so long, but I can't be like me."
Mother Yan felt that his words were childish, so she couldn't help laughing, "Xiaochi, you are now considered to have a happy family and a successful career, so your father and I can rest assured."
"Weren't you worried about it before?"
"You must have been worried when you first got married. What was the situation in our family at that time, what was the situation in Jiang's family, and two men got married. The family has never encountered such a situation before, so there is no way to give Helping you with your staff and staff, and Mo Chen is still a star. When you first received the certificate, your father and I were prepared for the two of you to get divorced, but unexpectedly, you put your own little family It’s quite a happy life.” Mother Yan was very pleased, “It’s really not easy.”
When Yan Qingchi heard his mother say this, he smiled, feeling a little gentle.
They chatted nonchalantly for a while, when Yan Qingchi got a call, he talked to Yan's mother, hung up the phone and answered the outside line, "Hello."
"Mr. Yan? You have a courier here that needs to be signed for."
"Express delivery?" Yan Qingchi was a little confused, "I haven't bought anything recently."
"Your phone number is written on the list, and your surname is indeed Yan, right? This surname is not common, and generally no one will send it wrong. Come out and sign for it. I'm at the back door of the hotel."
"it is good."
Yan Qingchi hung up the phone, put on his coat and went out. He thought about it, could it be that Jiang Mochen sent him a courier, otherwise, what kind of courier could it be at this point in time? It's just that it's almost Chinese New Year, and the courier is still working, which is really not easy.
Yan Qingchi pushed open the back door and walked out.
Because it is a small town, there are not many people in the town, and these people know old stars who have already achieved fame, so they are not fanatical about them, the new generation, even if they know their hotel address, they are not crazy. I will come here specifically to ask for autographs, not to mention staying in front of the hotel.
Not long after Yan Qingchi walked out, he saw a tall and thin man holding a box. He walked over, and the man asked him, "Is this Mr. Yan? The phone number ends in xxxx?"
Yan Qingchi nodded, "Yes."
"Your courier." He handed the box to Yan Qingchi, turned around and left.
Yan Qingchi looked at the box, it was very dark, under the dim light, he could only see the word "Jiang" written in the sender's column, it was really Jiang Mochen who sent it to him, but he didn't know what it was
Yan Qingchi walked back with the courier in his arms.
He got on the elevator, walked to his door, and swiped his card. As soon as he walked in, he saw a person sitting on the sofa in the house.
Jiang Mochen looked at him, smiled and said, "surprise."
Yan Qingchi was a little surprised. He looked at Jiang Mochen and couldn't believe his eyes.
Seeing his rare surprised expression, Jiang Mochen was unconsciously a little happy, "Are you surprised?"
Only then did Yan Qingchi react from his sudden surprise, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, he nodded with a smile, and slowly closed the door, "Why are you here?"
Hearing the joy in his tone, Jiang Mochen said softly, "I'll celebrate the New Year with you." He looked at Yan Qingchi, "How could I be willing to let you celebrate the New Year here alone."
Yan Qingchi was a little moved, he walked over with the box in his arms, sat down beside him, and put the box on the coffee table. He looked at Jiang Mochen, with the joy of reuniting after a long absence, his eyes were full of affection.
Jiang Mochen was looked at by him like this, and those hidden thoughts could no longer be suppressed, he reached out and hugged Yan Qingchi, hugging him in his arms, feeling the ease of his lover in his arms, couldn't help but kiss he. @无限好文, all in
"I miss you," he said.
Yan Qingchi felt his heart soften at this moment, he hugged Jiang Mochen back, and said softly, "I miss you too."
He looked at Jiang Mochen, kissed his lips, "I really want to."
Jiang Mochen didn't speak, and kissed him directly.
Yan Qingchi smiled unconsciously, and kissed him cooperatively.
After the kiss was over, Yan Qingchi looked at the box in front of him, and then he had the heart to ask him, "You are all here, why are you sending me a courier?"
He thought for a while, squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Mochen, "Tune the tiger away from the mountain? Hit the east and the west?"
Jiang Mochen smiled, "Otherwise, how can I surprise you?"
"How did you get in?" Yan Qingchi was curious.