CIATB Chapter 32 Going upstairs
Chapter 32 Going upstairs
Chapter 32 Going upstairs
After a while.
Yu Huan held a milk tea in her right hand, and Lin Yourong held a milk tea in her left hand.
With nothing else to do, the two of them simply held hands.
Hand in hand, they turned back to the opposite side of the Poet Saint's Pavilion. The crowd had long since dispersed, leaving only a few scattered young people strolling along the road.
It was 9:50.
I drove home.
As soon as Lin Yourong sat in the passenger seat, the warm air blowing on her face made her feel sleepy, and she tilted her head and fell asleep.
She didn't actually rest much today.
See this.
Yu Huan immediately pressed the accelerator lightly and drove slowly.
We drove around the brightly lit riverside for over twenty minutes, finally arriving at the underground parking garage around 10:30 p.m.
When I arrived at the parking space, I saw a black sedan reversing into the space.
Yu Huan craned her neck to take a look.
crown.
After confirming the license plate number, oh, it's Lao Lin's car.
They must have come back from the banquet. It's so late; they might have even played a game of cards.
Perhaps he's busy with new media matters at the Lianhe Zaobao building?
Old Lin also noticed him.
He immediately slammed on the brakes, honked the horn lightly, rolled down the window, and called out, "Xiao Yu, you two are back? I heard you had your cast removed today?"
"Yes! We just finished shopping outside."
Yu Huan also rolled down the car window.
Seeing that his daughter seemed to have fallen asleep in the car, Old Lin immediately laughed and said, "You guys park here, I'll go to the parking space on the second basement level."
The two men's loud conversation echoed through the garage.
Lin Yourong raised her head slightly and looked around sleepily.
Seeing that Lao Lin had driven away, Yu Huan immediately reversed his car into the parking space.
After getting off the car.
Stepping out of the warm and comfortable environment, Lin Yourong rubbed her arms with both hands, shivering from the cold.
"Let's go, let's go, let's hurry upstairs."
Yu Huan stepped forward, took her hand, and immediately strode off, one step fast and one step slow.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, they bumped into Old Lin.
The two entered the elevator one after the other and stood sideways in the middle.
Lin Yourong was outside, near the elevator door.
Yu Huan was inside, and it seemed as if she could hear Old Lin's breathing.
"What a coincidence." Old Lin smiled, his stern eyes behind his glasses scanning left and right.
I paid particular attention to their clothes.
Same style hoodie.
One is flax gray, the other is dark gray.
Their hands were clasped tightly together.
Although this little cotton-padded jacket is a bit drafty, it's a way to show affection in front of the old father...
Old Lin suddenly felt a soreness in his teeth.
Yu Huan suddenly felt as if he had returned to the scene of the joint trial.
It was as if every action and every word had to be scrutinized and judged by Lao Lin.
"skillful!"
Yu Huan felt a strange sense of dread and silently wanted to let go of his hand.
But suddenly he felt Lin Yourong grab his hand instead.
Between the brim of her hat and her mask, a pair of clear, bright eyes peeked out as she held Yu Huan's hand and faced Lao Lin with composure.
Yu Huan then realized what was happening.
Yes!
They've already got their marriage certificate, so what's wrong with holding hands?
He immediately grasped Lin Yourong's soft hand and tucked it into the front pocket of his sweatshirt to keep it warm.
Where did you guys go tonight?
Without hesitation, Yu Huan said, "We ate crayfish, watched fireworks, and then went for a walk."
"You went to see fireworks? You young people really know how to be romantic."
"Hehe." Yu Huan scratched the back of his head.
Aren't you afraid of getting crowded?
"We were watching from the rooftop, there weren't many people there."
Old Lin tilted his head and clicked his tongue at Lin Yourong, "Romantic, romantic." "Dad, will I have to report to you wherever Yu Huan and I go in the future?" Lin Yourong suddenly retorted.
"What are you saying? You're a grown man, why would I care about you? You're free to go wherever you want."
Lin Yourong chuckled.
Yu Huan could sense the tension between the father and daughter.
Uh, this father and daughter are at it again.
Busy but looking utterly bored.
He turned his head and looked around.
The sensation of rising suddenly paused, and the elevator arrived at the fifteenth floor.
Lin Yourong took the first step, and Yu Huan hurriedly followed.
Old Lin, watching the two figures from behind, suddenly broke into a smile.
As soon as she entered the house, Lin Yourong went straight to wash up without stopping.
The father-in-law and son-in-law sat on the sofa.
Old Lin picked up his cup, took a sip of hot water, and said, "Xiao Yu, have you discussed everything with your in-laws?"
"Yes, I'll come over tomorrow at noon."
"Remember to tell them tomorrow that I've already made a reservation at Xu's Restaurant on Shuguang Road. You two don't need to worry about anything. I just hope you two can live a good life and have a harmonious relationship, you understand?"
Old Lin spoke earnestly.
Yu Huan nodded vigorously: "Dad, I know."
Old Lin looked up at the wall clock: "It's almost eleven o'clock, your mother-in-law should be back soon."
"Two matches a day?"
"She plays mahjong to pass the time, and she doesn't like dancing. Mother and daughter are the same; they're both uncoordinated."
Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.
After the door closed softly, the mother-in-law strolled over: "What are you trying to tell me?"
"Speaking of your card game, how was it today?"
The mother-in-law picked up the cup on the coffee table in front of Lao Lin and gulped it down: "Wang Shuji lost again, I won a little."
Old Lin turned to Yu Huan with a smile and said:
"If you don't play cards, you wouldn't know, this 'Shuji' is the 'Shu' in 'win' and 'lose'. Oh, Wang Shuji is that TV host, he's really addicted, he can cure his illness by playing mahjong."
"Wang Han?"
"Yes, it's him."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan could only silently complain.
Old Lin's first comment was, "You don't play cards..."
Although he does not play cards.
But Teacher Wu probably told Old Lin everything about how old he was before he stopped wetting the bed.
It was already late at night. Lin Yourong, yawning constantly, finished washing up, glanced at the three people chatting happily in the living room, and then slipped into her room to sleep.
The group went to wash up one by one.
Yu Huan waited until the elderly couple returned to their room before going to the bathroom.
He sat on the toilet in the inner room, relieved himself a little, took out his phone, and pondered for a moment.
New York time is half a day behind.
It should be morning for Yu Chengcheng.
He held the phone microphone to his mouth and sent a voice message to Yu Chengcheng on WeChat: "Moshi moshi, is Chengzi there?"
"Hey, Mr. Y!"
"We're all Chinese, don't try to use foreign languages on me. Do you know that?"
"Hehe, Huan-ge suddenly messaged me, did you think of me for some good news?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan cut to the chase and sent a voice message:
"No good news, but I need your help with something. Aren't you going back to China this winter break? Could you bring me back an American version of an iPhone and a SIM card? I'll wire the money to you in a few days."
"Huh? You need an international SIM card while staying in China? What are you planning to do?"
"Can't I find you an American wife?"
"Sure, sure, whatever you're doing, you've already asked, what can I say? Well, I've been busy with my thesis lately, I'm exhausted, and I don't want to have to take on errands for you..."
Yu Huan replied irritably, "I'll give you a red envelope when you come back."
"A few red bills?"
"Five!"
"No problem! I guarantee I'll get it done perfectly for you."
Yu Chengcheng started the conversation, and the two exchanged a handshake emoji.
Subsequently.
Yu Huan called Yu Songnian again.
(End of this chapter)