Xu Damao: "That's for sure. If the young man doesn't work hard, the old man will be sad."

"I'm giving you half a year to find your own hobbies and shortcomings at work."

"After I find you, I will send you to a professional school to further your studies."

Xiaodang: "Uncle Xu, who will help you in the future at school?"

Xu Damao: "There is no shortage of candidates at all. All you have to do is look for your own shortcomings."

"Then choose a school to further your studies. Uncle Xu will have a more important position for you in the future."

"Uncle Xu, I will definitely work hard."

They were sitting on the clanging train as they walked home.

The two Tian sisters each took a Rottweiler home.

Tian Xiaoxia took the dog and was surrounded by everyone as soon as she entered the agency compound.

"Xiaoxia, this dog is so majestic. Where did you get it?"

"What a big dog, so majestic."

Tian Xiaoxia: "This belongs to Principal Xu of our school. He went home for the New Year and asked me to take care of him for a while."

"Your principal Xu's dog, no wonder he is so majestic."

"Xiaoxia, are you familiar with Principal Xu?"

"Of course, he is helping me with my classes every day now."

Tian Xiaoxia went home thanks to Rowena, leaving a sound of envy behind her.

Xu Aiyun's eyes narrowed when she saw that her daughter's dog, which she owed Xu Damao, had returned.

"Don't Principal Xu have two dogs? Where is the other one?

Tian Xiaoxia: "My sister took her to Shuangshui Village."

Xu Aiyun: "Why don't you bring your child to our house?"

"What's there to eat in Shuangshui Village? Don't let Principal Xu's dog starve and lose weight."

Tian Xiaoxia......

"Mom, after celebrating the New Year, I want to go to Sijiu City."

Tian Runye is also the most handsome boy on the road.

Xu Damao and the others listened to the clanging sound for two days, and finally arrived at the station amidst the blaring train whistle.

When they walked out of the station carrying their large and small bags, they saw their aunt driving a car waiting for them in front.

Lin Cuiqing said with a tender look: "You are back."

"Well, let's talk about it when we go home."

"Aunt Lin, are you here to pick us up?"

"Well, how is Xiaodang doing lately?"

"I performed very well. Uncle Xu even praised me on the way back."

"That's good. Your mother will be very happy when she hears it."

In the evening, the courtyard was filled with laughter and joy, as Xu Damao and the others came to welcome them.

After being noisy for a long time, the courtyard became silent.

Then it was replaced by another voice, low, melodious and plaintive, surrounding the main room.

When Xu Damao woke up the next day, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Qin Jingru was the only one left in the courtyard, everyone else had their own things to be busy with.

After Qin Jingru helped Xu Damao wash up, he quickly brought over the stewed stew that had been stewed for a long time, as well as the donkey skin that was burned on the fire.

"Brother Xu, are you going out after dinner later?"

"Well, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are many relationships that need to be maintained. Is something wrong with you?"

Qin Jingru: "It's okay. Everything is well arranged at home."

"If you don't come out, I'll help you relax your muscles and bones. I just learned massage."

Xu Damao: "Wait until your voice gets better. I don't believe it's just a massage?"

"Brother Xu..."

When Xu Damao got on his motorcycle and went out, it was already past 4 p.m.

He finally accepted Qin Jingru's kindness and asked her to massage him.

He helped Qin Jingru loosen his muscles and bones until now.

There is a large wooden box tied to the back of the motorcycle, which is very useful for hiding people's eyes and ears.

He arrived at his parents' house in a flash of lightning. Just as he imagined, his mother was at home.

It was the end of the year and my father was busy with various social activities. Xu Damao was thinking about having a child.

Let him spend time with his parents at home to relieve their boredom.

But he then put this idea behind him and let's talk about it later.

"Mom, I'm back."

Unexpectedly, my mother just glanced at him and didn't even say a word to him.

"Who can't think of this? I'm offending my mother."

"If you speak, I will find someone to kill him right away."

Xu’s mother: “Go away, I’ll get angry when I see you.”

"Mom, I came here just after I got home. Even if you let me die, you must let me be a sensible person."

"It's not like your dad is helping you manage an instant noodle factory. He's drunk every day."

"Xiao'e's family is also back, why not let their family take over."

Xu Damao: "That's it. If my dad insists on August next year, I will find someone to replace him."

"As for drinking, don't worry about it. I will take care of my dad's health."

"Xiao'e's father is not idle either. He has been tinkering with land recently."

Xu's mother: "I'm too lazy to care about you. When will my grandson come back?"

Xu Damao: "They also have to wait until the school holidays. The holidays over there are a little later, but it's just for these few days."

"Page your dad and ask him to come back soon."

"Respect the Buddha's decree."

"Go away, you are not doing anything right day by day."

Principal Xu, Manager Xu, Boss Xu, BOOS Xu, all have lost their dignity today.

The operator, the waiter, the cook, the waiter, all the one-stop operation, my mother gave him a smile.

In the evening, I drank some wine with my father and helped the two elders to take care of themselves.

Xu Damao left his parents' home when the sound of motorcycles rang in Mianmian Hutong.

Ganlu quickly rushed into the alley and looked at the person in front of her with a happy smile on her face.

As soon as he put the motorcycle away, Ganlu rushed into Xu Damao's arms.

She put her hands around his waist and pressed her face tightly against his chest.

Xu Damao bent down, lifted her up, and slowly walked into the house.

Soon the sound of Pyotr Inrich Tchaikovsky's "Gun Back" Symphony sounded in the room.

The symphony's repertoire and performance time were too long, causing Ganlu to be almost late for work the next day.

We had already talked about what we should talk about last night, and Xu Damao couldn't stop for the time being.

I arrived at Lou's house at noon and had lunch with Lou's father, Lou's mother and Aunt Jin.

He rode his motorcycle to Zhou's father's place, had dinner together, and chatted for a long time before returning to the courtyard.

In short, Xu Damao hardly stopped in the next few days and rarely spent time in the courtyard at night.

Either over there at Jinzhi, or at Ganlu's house in Mianmian Hutong.

But he finally visited all the places he should visit before his wife and children arrived.

As for the gift for this year's meeting, it is also very special. It is the place for Mingzhu to go to school obtained in the name of the Lou family.

Of course the school is Xu Damao's aristocratic school, and the quota for going out to school is nothing to them.

But it’s hard to get an honest invitation, let alone one that offers half-price tuition.
To be continued...