I guess Xia He is coming back soon.

In addition, I am not familiar with this Captain Zhou, so there is nothing to talk about.

After a few simple greetings and exchanging mobile phone numbers by himself, Zhou Feng left happily.

I asked for the car key from Zhao Quande, and asked him about the license plate number and the specific parking location, so he asked him to go back to the hotel first.

"Mr. Fang, don't I follow me, do you want to drive a car and buy a order?"

Zhao Quande doesn't want to miss this opportunity to get close to the boss.

What a joke?

What do you think of as a driver?

My girlfriend and I met my parents, what do you think you will say?

Matchmaker?

"Go away quickly, otherwise you will be deducted money!" Fang Yue pretended to threaten.

Zhao Quande disappeared into the corridor with a whoosh.

What a pity.

If Old Zhao was younger and thinner.

Just like this explosive power just now, I still have the chance to sprint to the school team.

Fang Yue sighed inexplicably.

Waited for another half an hour.

Xia He came back with two heavy bags and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't have the keys to my house, so you'll stay outside for so long."

"It's okay." Fang Yue took the bag from Xia He's hand and asked, "Why don't we just leave?"

Xia He looked at the time and it was indeed getting late, so he nodded in agreement.

Come to the shiny phantom that has been polished.

Xia He was slightly shocked.

I saw Fang Yue fumble for a while and finally started the vehicle.

It's like.

This car was stolen.

After getting on the passenger seat and fastening his seat belt, Xia He finally couldn't help asking questions.

"Fang Yue..."

Fang Yue glanced at Xia He: "Hmm?"

"This car?"

"My." Fang Yue replied relaxedly.

Xia He knew it was impossible.

It is clear to himself how much financial resources Fang Yue has.

The biggest possibility is to rent a luxury car specifically for yourself.

Xia He was a little moved, but very calm and rational.

"Fang Yue, I think men should be down-to-earth, not pay too much attention to face, and not do things that violate the law and discipline."

"I don't care much about material things, and I can now guarantee our good life..."

A warm current surged in Fang Yue's heart: "Okay, I understand."

...

It took Fang Yue a distance of 40 or 50 kilometers, and it took him nearly two hours.

Xia He is like a traffic safety officer.

Whenever the more you want to exert force, test the performance of the vehicle.

I can always see Xia He glaring at him.

"Safety first."

As soon as he entered the township where Fang Yue’s parents’ work unit was located, he attracted the attention of passers-by.

What kind of car is this? It's so big and long?

It's almost caught up with my tractor.

In the envy of the neighbors, Fang Yue shook his tail casually, parked the car on the side of the road, and slowly got out of the car.

The gentleman opened the door for Xia He, held Xia He's hand, and walked into the yard with dozens of eyes.

"Isn't this the child of the Old Fang family? Is that girl his girlfriend?"

"He is so handsome, better looking than the stars on TV."

"Thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi, the old Fang family is promising."

Fang Qianjin was squatting on the stool, carefully peeling the shrimp shells, preparing to make his favorite spicy shrimp for his son.

Like most fathers in the world.

When I was with my son, I always had no good face and had a serious and bad face, disliked this and that.

But in my heart, my son is everything to me.

Father's love is like a mountain.

"Dad, I'm back."

Before Fang Yue could enter the house, the voice came in from outside.

Before Fang Qianjin could put away his kind and gratified smile, he was panicked and the scissors stabbed into his hand.

Seeing this, Xia He hurriedly ran forward and held Fang Qianjin's wrist.

While directing Fang Yue: "Go and find gauze!"

Fortunately, Fang Qianjin is a technician in the unit, and he is inevitably bumpy and bumpy on weekdays. He has gauze and other daily medicines at home.

After careful bandaging, Xia He helped Fang Qianjin sit on the sofa, picked up scissors, and wanted to peel off the remaining prawns.

Fang Qianjin said, "Don't do it, let Fang Yue do it, there is no reason why girls work the first time they come home."

Xia He was a little puzzled.

The first time I came here? When I was a child, I followed Brother Fang Yue’s butt every day.

"That's right, let me go, your tender skin, if you hurt..."

Fang Yue's crow's mouth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia He hummed lowly and then frowned.

Fang Qianjin stood up and knocked on Fang Yue's head: "You little turtle, close your stinky mouth!"

Fang Yue was aggrieved and speechless.

It wasn't what I asked her to do, didn't I have time to take over?

Fortunately, Xia He only had a prick of his finger by the lobster whiskers, and his injuries were far less serious than Fang Qianjin.

Fang Yue rolled up his sleeves, shook his head helplessly, and continued the unfinished career of the two.

When Li Cuifen came back from buying vegetables, she was happily preparing to give the news that a good car was parked at the door of Fang Qianjin's gossip.

But when she saw her husband wrapped gauze around her hands, Xia He pinched his fingers and looked sad.

"What's wrong? This is Lao Fang?"

Fang Qianjin glared at Fang Yue angrily: "It's not your unlucky son, you are a crow's mouth."

Fang Yue:...

If I hadn't seen you as my dad, I would have jumped up and debated with you for a while.

Why did it all hit me?

Li Cuifen stared at Fang Qianjin, meaning "Don't scold her son in front of her daughter-in-law."

"Son, stop doing it, let's go out for a meal, mom treats you!"

Fang Yue stopped and wiped his hands full of fishy smell.

Li Cuifen has the final say in this family.

Fang Qianjin's family status is not proportional to his voice.

Li Cuifen changed into an embroidered long gown pressed against the bottom of the box, and forced Fang Qianjin to change into a suit jacket that he basically didn't wear on weekdays.

Walk out of the yard.
To be continued...