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833. What a coincidence? Are you pretending that you have nothing to do?

It was a luxury to sleep until he woke up naturally. The next morning, a phone call from home woke Qin Jian up.

Qin Jian answered the call in a daze, and said hoarsely, "Mom."

Fang Xuehua on the other end of the phone heard the voice on the phone and said slightly apologetically, "Son, you are still sleeping. I think you are already up."

Qin Jian sat up and stood up, the snow was still falling outside the window, "It's okay, Mom, I'm getting ready too, have you eaten?"

Fang Xuehua: "Mom fried the meat for lunch, and your dad baked the pancakes."

Qin Jian smiled: "I want to eat it too."

Fang Xuehua became happy on the phone, "Mom will make it for you when I get back in my thirties."

When it came to New Year's Eve, Qin Jian couldn't help but look at the messy table, and he felt deep guilt in his heart. He was about to say that he couldn't go back on New Year's Eve.

Fang Xuehua then expressed concern on the phone: "Mom is calling you for nothing else. Dad said it's snowing heavily in Yanjing and it's been on the news. Please wear more clothes for the past two days."

There was Qin Gang's voice beside him: "Tell him to stop driving and go out twenty minutes early if you have something to do. Don't be in a hurry."

Fang Xuehua: "Son, your dad asked you not to drive these days. If you can't go out, don't go out."

Qin Jian said warmly: "I understand, don't worry, I will pay attention to safety."

Fang Xuehua: "Hurry up and pack up and go out to eat some food. It's already past twelve o'clock. Keep warm and try not to stay up late at night. Tell mom what you need."

Qin Jian: "Mom."

Fang Xuehua: "What's wrong? Tell me."

moment.

Qin Jian sighed, then smiled and said: "It's okay, I just miss you. My dad is on holiday too. What has he been doing at home recently?"

Fang Xuehua: "He's just going to watch the news online and play cards with your Uncle Sun and Uncle Li. We're all fine. Don't worry, go and eat quickly. You're dead."

Qin Jian: "Well, Mom, I'll die then."

There was a 'beep-' sound and the phone was hung up.

Qin Jian then sent Duan Ran good morning and then came to the table.

He picked up the two revised editions of "My Motherland" and read them over and over again.

The more I watch, the more satisfied I become.

a long time.

"Not a single step can be deleted."

After sitting quietly for a while, he picked up the phone and dialed New York.

The phone rang for a while before being answered.

"Zong Yao."

——

——

Nanshi.

Fang Xuehua hung up the phone, and Qin Gang quickly asked: "He just woke up?"

"Well, I guess I stayed up late last night again," Fang Xuehua said with a sad face, "Why have you been so busy this year? I wonder if you have lost weight again recently, hey."

Qin Gang said with relief: "Oh, young man, please be busy. Isn't he going to Germany to hold a record conference in a while? He must be busy recently. Besides, how old he is, it's not like he can't take care of himself. Your son

In the past two years, even though I have been running around so much, I have never seen him missing an arm or a leg. He is just worrying all day long."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Fang Xuehua raised her hand and pinched Qin Gang's arm, but she felt a little better.

Qin Gang felt the pain and hurriedly avoided it and said with a smile: "Come on, come with me to play cards at Lao Sun's house later. Tomorrow, Lao Sun and his wife will go to Sanshi. I guess we will see you later in the new year."

Fang Xuehua was surprised: "They are celebrating the New Year in the three cities this year?"

Qin Gang: "Didn't Chunzi call me a few days ago? She said she had to work overtime during the Chinese New Year and wouldn't be back this year. Lao Sun thought that Chunzi's grandma was the only one left here anyway. The couple put it together and decided to take the old lady with them.

Let’s just go find my son to celebrate the New Year.”

"Hey," Fang Xuehua sighed, "the children have grown up, but you said that other people's children are only busy after graduating from college. Qin Jian will only turn 20 next month. He is so busy now and there is no one around him to take care of him. You said.

."

"Oh," Qin Gang hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, "I wonder how many people envy your son? He hid under the covers before he could laugh, and he started crying instead."

Fang Xuehua refused, "I don't care. I would rather he be ordinary, as long as he is healthy."

Upon seeing this, Qin Gang put on his clothes and stopped talking.

"Okay, okay, wife, your son is fine. Don't worry. He is busy explaining how good he is. How good our son is. He is a Chopin champion. There are not many Chopin champions alive in the world."

"And what he is doing now is what he likes, right?"

"Besides, if young people have to endure some hardships now, they will have an easier time in the future."

"Okay, let's set off early. We won't be driving today. Let's have a meal and a few drinks together in the evening. It's been a long time since our families got together. My wife, Mr. Li, is still thinking about you. Let's go.

Bar."

Fang Xuehua wiped the corners of his eyes, "I haven't played in many years, and I don't know how to play anymore."

Qin Gang clicked: "Tsk tsk, you are so humble. You were a master in your factory back then. Comrade Xuehua, if you don't know how to fight, just watch me fight."

Fang Xuehua rolled her eyes at Qin Gang and said, "Tsk, wait until I take care of it."

"I'll wait for you downstairs." Qin Gang chuckled, "Let's have a cigarette by the way."

"Pump, pump, slap you to death."

——

Qin just came downstairs and lit a cigarette.

A joke came: "Hey, Teacher Qin is smoking downstairs again."

"The room is very stuffy."

Qin Gang took out the soft bag of Double Happiness again, handed a cigarette to the oncoming new neighbor, and said, "Light one."

"Thank you." The neighbor took the cigarette, smoked it, and said with a smile: "I didn't mean to say that you and your wife are really good at living. Your son and daughter are so promising, so just smoke a good cigarette. If I were lucky enough, I would have been there long ago.

Put away the 6.5 yuan cigarette."

Qin Gang laughed: "I only like this one, and I can't get anything else."

A gust of cold wind blew, and the neighbor shuddered, "Then you smoke while I go up. When my daughter comes back during the Chinese New Year, she will come over for dinner. I will prepare good wine for you."

"Oh, thank you, thank you, I definitely will."

As he spoke, Qin Gang took another puff of cigarette. After the neighbor entered the corridor, he hurriedly walked aside and took out his mobile phone.

The old phone responded slowly, and it took him a while to open WeChat.

After opening it for a moment, he closed WeChat and opened the text message.

Then he was typing and muttering intermittently——

"Never, don't, drive, you"

——

New York.

Fang Zongyao was woken up, but Qin Jian woke him up with a few words on the phone.

Facing Qin Jian's invitation, he thought about it for a while.

"Do you have other plans for New Year's Eve? Can't you come back from Germany?"

On the phone, "No, I will send the record at the end of the month, and the round trip will take up to four days."

"Zong Yao, I want to go home to celebrate the New Year this year. You also know that I basically travel between Yanjing and abroad this year. After the New Year, I will go to Vienna in the spring, so I want to spend this New Year well with my family."

"But this show is very, very important. I can only rest assured on you. Considering that everyone is celebrating the New Year, only you and Feng Zi among the six of us live in Yanjing. When the show is over, you can go home directly without any hassle."

"So I called you first."

"Think about it. If it's inconvenient, just tell me and I'll find Fengzi again."

moment.

Fang Zongyao turned on the bedside lamp and sat up, "When will the rehearsal start?"

On the phone, "The plan will be made today. It will take about a week for each department to prepare, and rehearsals will start in a week at the latest."

"If you agree to this, I will send you the score at night at the latest, so you can read it when you wake up."

Fang Zongyao: "No need."

——

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zongyao stood up and called the housekeeper.

"Uncle Chen, please change your flight ticket back home."

"Now."

"That's right."
Chapter completed!
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