Chapter 1219: Mid-Autumn Festival (7)

Chapter 1219 Mid-Autumn Festival (7)
When he stood up, Fang Zhiqiang felt that he was swaying, and he was about to walk badly. The fatigue and tears in his heart made him feel that his will was about to be destroyed.
Fang Zhiqiang carried so many things, and they were specially prepared for the old couple. He originally wanted to stay and put them at the door, but thinking about them, they would not dare to accept them. Maybe he would think that someone had some purpose to release them. Here. Fang Zhiqiang wanted to save some money and stuff it through the crack of the door. Thinking about it, it was the same, and what they lacked was not money at all. In short, he can actually do nothing, nothing can make up. In the end, he could only carry things, and leave in embarrassment and fatigue like when he came. Once again, he passed the door of Wang Yaxin's house and walked to the elevator. He stood at the door, glanced deeply with nostalgia, and said softly: "Dad, Mom, I'm leaving, I won't disturb you. I hope you can be healthy, and I hope I can be reunited with Yaxin soon..."
Perhaps the best result was that Wang Yaxin was able to take both of her parents out. In such a true family reunion, Wang Yaxin can take care of them and avoid them from suffering pressure in this familiar environment. It's just that these things have nothing to do with me. Fang Zhiqiang didn't even have the strength to sigh. He walked into the elevator and watched the elevator door slowly close in front of him, blocking him from his former home forever.
Fang Zhiqiang walked downstairs, and the old people on the stone chairs on the side of the road were still talking enthusiastically. Whether the mooncakes are in Soviet or Cantonese style is better, whether the price of meat has risen again. The youngest son of the Li family has just entered college. Saying that you have fallen in love are just trivial things, and the lively ones are the most common sights. Fang Zhiqiang looked at this scene and knew that if it weren’t for him, perhaps Wang Yaxin’s parents should be holding Xiaoyu at this time and chatting with them, feeling that their children are not filial, and it is difficult for children to talk about prices growing too fast. Raising, and so on, and other topics, instead of couples becoming the topic of others, they can only close the door and shut out all rumors and discussions.
Time was pushed forward a little bit further. At 12 o'clock in the noon, Shanghai Pudong International Airport was full of people. The catchers and the pickers were all together.
An aircraft with the Qantas logo roared across the blue sky, then gradually slowed down over Pudong Airport, and finally landed slowly on the tarmac of Pudong Airport. With the sweet voice of the stewardess, the passengers in the cabin walked down one after another.
Wang Yaxin held the luggage with one hand and Xiaoyu with the other, and followed the crowd slowly down and walked out. The sunlight in front of her is so familiar, everything is long-lost, but it is her dream. Shanghai, a place with too much love and hurt, dreams and brokenness, finally she came back.
"Shanghai." Xiaoyu murmured while holding a toy model tightly in his arms, looking at the signs on the airport.
"Yes, Shanghai, Xiaoyu, we are going home, we will go back to see grandpa and grandma later." Wang Yaxin said softly. He took Xiaoyu who was confused and walked forward, and then he saw Xue Donglin standing there waiting for the pick-up from a long distance.
"Old Xue! I'm here!" Wang Yaxin waved happily, Xue Donglin hurried over, hugged her vigorously, then released, patted her shoulder: "It's considered to be back." He quickly looked next to her. Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, are you tired from flying? Australia is fun? Are you homesick?"
Xiaoyu raised his head, looked at him in a daze, and hugged the toy model in his arms tighter. Xue Donglin was a little embarrassed: "Don't you remember Uncle Xue?" While looking at Wang Yaxin with questioning eyes, Wang Yaxin's brows also showed a slight sadness, and she said softly: "Recently, she has suddenly been a little unhappy, not happy, and often doesn't talk. She seems to be full of worries at a young age, but she doesn't ask anything. Grandparents and grandmothers also I miss him, so first take him back to see my grandpa and grandmother, for the Mid-autumn festival.
Xiaoyu stared at his toes, and for a long time he whispered: "Uncle Xue." Xue Donglin was taken aback, and laughed: "Hey, Xiaoyu didn't forget Uncle, it's good, let's go, Uncle will take you to eat delicious To go."
"No need, Lao Xue, you lend me the car. I rushed home to see my parents. My mom said that my dad was not in good health recently and drank too much alcohol." Wang Yaxin said, involuntarily sighed, his face was full. Sadly, "You know, it's all because of me, I'm so sad for them."
"Yaxin, don't think too much. It's not your fault. Many things are based on chance. If the chance is not enough, the time is wrong. There is no way, but it is wrong if you can't say it." Xue Donglin said seriously. "Don't think about it so much, take your time, think about how difficult it was at the beginning, you didn't all come over, after all, it is getting better and better.
Wang Yaxin nodded: "I know, thank you, Old Xue, thanks to you for helping me all the time."
"What are you polite." Xue Donglin said, and insisted on taking Wang Yaxin and Xiaoyu to dinner, picking up the dust for the mother and son, and then giving his car keys to Wang Yaxin: "I originally planned to send you there. As a result, my wife was pregnant recently and was not in good health. She had to spend more time taking care of her. Originally, she said she would come with me to pick you up, but she vomited as soon as she got in the car. So she stayed at home.
"I'm pregnant?" Wang Yaxin said with a smile: "Congratulations, congratulations, then you have to take good care of it."
Wang Yaxin looked at Xue Donglin. Compared with seeing him when he was leaving, Wang Yaxin was a lot fatter, and his smile was often filled with satisfaction. It was very different from the sad and depressed man when they first saw him. It can be seen that time passed and he finally Coming out of the shadow of the first failed marriage, Wang Yaxin smiled and blessed him sincerely. She could also see that the hesitation in Xue Donglin's eyes stopped, that she hoped that she would also be happy, but she couldn't bear to speak.
Wang Yaxin smiled faintly, without thinking about it. He took the key printed in four circles and put Xiaoyu on the co-pilot. When he turned around, he said to Xue Donglin very seriously: "Old Xue, I I can’t tell anyone about coming back, especially he...you understand. I’m coming back this time mainly because of Xiaoyu’s situation and my dad’s body. I don’t want anything else to do with me. I know you are for my good, but I really ask you to be considerate of me."
"I see." Xue Donglin was also quite apologetic, and his impulsiveness made him regret it, "Don't worry, I won't make my own claim anymore."
The two said a few more words, and Wang Yaxin agreed that after the Mid-Autumn Festival, he would take time to come to Shanghai to look at the company's affairs, then bid farewell to Xue Donglin and drove back to his hometown with Xiaoyu.