High-speed rail station, parking lot.
Lu Zhou took out his suitcase from the trunk and looked at Wang Peng.
"Just drop me off here."
"Okay." Wang Peng's response was straightforward. He turned around and opened the car door. His movements were so precise that he almost saluted.
As he watched him get into the car, Lu Zhou suddenly remembered something.
"Wait a second."
Just as he was about to get into the driver's seat, Wang Peng got out of the car and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Lu Zhou coughed and said, "You're not driving to Jiangling, are you?"
Wang Peng nodded and said, "Of course, the chief told me to ensure your safety and convenience."
I knew it!
Fortunately, he had asked!
Lu Zhou immediately said, "It's almost Chinese New Year, the entire country is on vacation. You should go home, don't come with me."
Wang Peng smiled and said, "You don't have to be so polite, this is my job. I don't care if I don't get through the Chinese New Year!"
Lu Zhou said anxiously, "How can we do that!"
Wang Peng smiled and said, "You really don't have to be polite."
Lu Zhou, "No, no, no, this isn't about being polite. You should just listen to me and go back to your own home for the New Year. I don't need a car during the New Year. If you go to my house, you'll need to buy another pair of chopsticks.
Wang Peng was stunned. "Also?"
Lu Zhou coughed and said, "My dad wants me to find a partner. If I bring someone home … I'm afraid my family will misunderstand."
Wang Peng: "…"
…
In the end, Lu Zhou convinced Wang Peng to go back to Beijing for Chinese New Year.
No matter how important his job was, he had to spend the Chinese New Year.
After he got on the high-speed rail, he headed east and soon arrived at Jiangling Ancient City.
Lu Zhou breathed in the familiar air of his hometown and didn't want to stay for even a second longer. He hailed a taxi and went straight to his house.
When he stood in front of the door with bags of all sizes and rang the doorbell, he soon heard the sound of slippers running on the floor behind the door.
The door opened and Xiao Tong's eyes widened when he saw Lu Zhou.
"Wow, brother, why did you buy so many things?"
"Some are gifts, some are from the airport duty-free shops. Your gift is in the suitcase. Same old rules, drag it in …" Lu Zhou threw the bags on the ground and sighed in relief. He suddenly noticed that Xiao Tong was looking behind him. He asked, "What are you looking for?"
Xiao Tong retracted her gaze from the staircase and sighed heavily.
"Ah, brother, if you keep doing this, my heart will hurt … Ouch!"
Lu Zhou knocked Xiao Tong's forehead and looked at the girl who was crouching down while covering her head. He was speechless as he took back his right hand.
"Don't mess with me, move!"
After Lu Zhou gave the suitcase to Xiao Tong, he walked through the living room and went straight to the kitchen.
When Fang Mei saw her son suddenly appear at the kitchen door, she was stunned. She was so surprised that the bream on the chopping board slid back into the pot.
Lu Zhou looked at his mother, who he hadn't seen for a long time.
He took a deep breath and a smile appeared on his face.
"Mom, I'm back!"
"Good to be back, good to be back!" Fang Mei snapped back to reality and looked at her son. She was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. "Why didn't you call in advance? I didn't even prepare anything."
Lu Zhou rubbed his nose with his index finger and said, "I just wanted to give you guys a surprise."
"What surprise? You almost gave me a heart attack!" Fang Mei rolled her eyes at her son and reached back into the pond. She grabbed the slippery bream and said, "Go rest in the living room, mom will cook some fish for you."
With that, he raised the kitchen knife in his hand and cleanly chopped off the fish's head.
It had escaped the first time, but it couldn't escape the fifteenth time. The disobedient bream flapped its tail a few times and lay on the chopping board, motionless.
At 5: 30 pm, Old Lu, who just got off work, slowly returned home.
When he saw his son sitting on the sofa, Old Lu's reaction was no less than Fang Mei's. He grinned from ear to ear as he asked Lu Zhou a bunch of questions.
When Old Lu finally noticed the tea leaves on the coffee table, he couldn't help but complain.
"Why did you bring so many tea leaves back, there's still a bunch at home."
Lu Zhou looked at his father strangely and said, "Dad, you finally bought tea leaves?"
Old Lu waved his hand and said, "It's not worth it to buy it myself, it's insurance from the company."
When Lu Zhou heard this, he had a weird expression on his face and said, "When did your company become so rich?"
Old Lu couldn't help but smile.
"That's a long story. Wasn't I assigned to a logistics position a while ago? The benefits are much better than before. Anyway, you don't have to worry about the family anymore. Next time, don't bring too many things. It's not convenient to carry these bags on the road. If you really want to be filial to me, bring me a daughter-in-law next time. "
Lu Zhou coughed and changed the topic.
"Oh yeah, Dad, I want to ask you something."
Old Lu: "What?"
Lu Zhou squatted down next to the suitcase and opened the zipper. He then took out a letter and opened it.
"I have a couplet here. Do you have any paste at home? We can put this couplet on the door."
Old Lu took the stack of paper and looked at the couplet. He then said, "Oh, this is pretty good, did you write it?"
"Not really." Lu Zhou smiled and said, "It was written by my master's supervisor, Academician Lu."
"Academician wrote it? That's amazing, I'll go hang it up now. " When Old Lu heard that it was written by an academician, he was ecstatic. He stood up from the sofa and walked toward his toolbox on the balcony.
Old Lu had only been to Jiangling a few times in his life, and he had never seen an academician before. He had only heard people say that academicians were the top scholars in China. For example, in a costume drama, it would probably be a Hanlin scholar who had both status and knowledge.
This was a collection of the writings of the great scholars. Not only would it have a good reputation, it would also attract talents.
Old Lu looked at the couplets on the door and rubbed his chin. He liked the couplets very much.
After a while, he suddenly shook his head and spoke.
"What a shame."
Lu Zhou stood next to him and looked at him suspiciously.
"What's a shame?"
Old Lu sighed and said, "It's a shame that Xiao Tong has already finished her college entrance exams. Even if we invited a genius, it's useless."
Lu Zhou coughed and said, "Dad, your son is a scientist, can you not be so superstitious?"
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