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Chapter 340

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Flight CZ5376 finally showed its arrival status on the electronic board.

After more than ten minutes, passengers began to walk out of the arrival gate. Zhang Heng and his grandfather had already arrived at the front of the crowd. They watched the people pass by, but they didn't see any familiar faces.

Zhang Heng's cell phone rang. It was his mother.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry ~ You must have waited for a long time. I didn't expect the plane to be delayed. Hey, we haven't found a box with gifts in it. Wait for us a little longer."

"It's okay. There's no hurry. Take your time," Zhang Heng said.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Heng estimated that the people on the next flight had left. Then, he saw two figures rushing out of the arrival hall.

"Dad!" A woman with well-maintained skin, who looked to be less than thirty years old, let go of the small suitcase in her hand and rushed over. However, she tripped over the plastic leg of the divider. She rubbed her leg and gritted her teeth as she continued to run.

"Hey, slow down. Don't fall." The man behind her looked a little helpless.

He was carrying an oversized suitcase, wearing a black CK down jacket with a brown scarf around his neck. His sunglasses were in his chest pocket, and he even sprayed cologne on his face. He must have been a handsome man when he was young, but now his hairline had receded, and he had a small belly. When he saw Zhang Heng, he was stunned. "Who are you?"

After that, he grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth. "I'm just kidding. How are you? Did you miss us?! Little handsome. "

Zhang Heng took the oversized suitcase from his hand. "You're already a grown-up. Can you be more mature?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I really miss your childhood. When I went downstairs to buy a bottle of soy sauce, you would cry and shout, 'Daddy, I want Daddy. Where are you, Daddy?' You were so cute back then."

"There's no such thing at all. Stop spreading rumors," Zhang Heng said helplessly. "I've asked grandpa. Last time, you said that jumping into the cold lake in the park in the middle of winter to save me was a lie. You should hurry up and treat Alzheimer's. Don't delay it."

"It's true this time. You really stuck to me when you were a kid." Zhang Heng's father scratched the back of his head and looked around. "Where's your girlfriend? Didn't she come with you?"

"If I have a girlfriend, the first thing I'll do is keep her away from you."

"That's a pity. Your mother and I prepared a gift for her. She'll definitely like it."

While the two were talking, a red figure suddenly rushed from the side and pounced on Zhang Heng's back.

"Hahahaha, I feel like you've grown a lot taller since the last time I saw you. I couldn't tell from the video at all. Eh, you've got muscles too. Not bad, not bad. It seems like you've listened to your mom. Train hard now. Although it's a little hard, as long as you keep it up until you get your wife, you can eat as much as you want."

"Ah, I didn't eat freely, okay? It's all because you don't finish the food you ordered every time, and we can't waste food, so I can only follow behind and eat non-stop." Father Zhang sighed.

Although Zhang Heng was mentally prepared, he had to admit that he still underestimated the combat effectiveness of these two. They talked all the way from the airport to the underground parking lot, and they did not stop when they got into the car. They began to point out the changes in the city, like a returning overseas Chinese talking about their country. Halfway through the car, the two finally quieted down a little.

It wasn't because they had nothing to say, but because they were hungry.

"I've already prepared the ingredients. Hold on a little longer, and we can eat hot pot when we get back," Grandpa said to Zhang Heng's mother.

The latter gave a thumbs up, a happy smile on her face, and praised, "The best dad in the world! Indisputable! "

Zhang Heng's father turned his head and looked at Zhang Heng. "Shouldn't you say something at a time like this?"

"I think you're still quite a distance away from this goal."

"Sigh, that's why I said I want a daughter. Only a girl is the most considerate. She's like a daddy's cotton jacket." Zhang Heng's father sighed.



When the four of them returned home, Grandpa took out the sliced beef, tripe, and chopped vegetables from the refrigerator. He then added the boiled bone soup to the copper pot.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Heng's mother opened the oversized box, took out a set of things wrapped tightly in foam and newspaper, and handed it to the old man. "Dad, this is British bone china picked by Guojian. It's for you to drink tea."

"Thank you." Although Grandpa's expression was still serious, it was obvious that he liked the gift very much. After his retirement, his three hobbies were playing chess, drinking tea, and playing with the flowers and plants in the backyard. After getting this set of bone china tea set, he felt that Zhang Heng's father was more pleasing to the eye.

The latter made an OK gesture to Zhang Heng's mother under the table, indicating that he had passed the test.

After that, Zhang Heng's mother took out another box, but compared to the previous tea set, the box this time was exceptionally small, about the size of a jewelry box.

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry that I haven't been by your side all these years. I've been absent from your growth. This is our dereliction of duty as parents." Zhang Heng's father's expression also became serious, no longer smiling like before.

"And we haven't been able to come back for the New Year for two years in a row. We owe you two New Year gifts. This time, we will make it up to you," Zhang Heng's mother continued, then handed the box over and encouraged him, "Open it and take a look."

"Uh …" Zhang Heng opened the box, revealing the car key inside.

"Congratulations, son. You have the first car in your life." Zhang Heng's father and mother looked at each other. "You should start taking the driver's license test. Although it's just a Polo, I hope it will play a small role in helping you find a girlfriend."

"Don't worry about the license plate. I found a classmate, and I'll put it under her name for now," Zhang Heng's mother said. Mrs. Zhang said, "You can start the lottery now. When you get a number, you can transfer the ownership. We've already paid for your insurance for a year. Of course, you have to figure out your own way to pay for gas, parking, and insurance. We won't increase your pocket money. Although it's a little early, it's about time you start preparing for society."

"Thank you." Zhang Heng put away the key and thanked them.

In fact, he was also considering buying a car. After all, he had an extra 24 hours a day. During that time, all public transportation would be stopped. Although he could ride a shared bicycle, it was still a little slow, and his range of activities was limited.

It would be much better if he could have his own car. For him now, money was not a problem. After all, one point could be exchanged for thirty to forty thousand yuan. The only problem was that it was too difficult to get a license plate. If he really couldn't get one, Zhang Heng could only consider renting one. But now, his problem seemed to have been solved.

As for the performance of the Polo, it was actually good enough for him. If worse came to worst, he could modify it himself. After all, his modification and maintenance skills had now reached Level 2.

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