Vol 2 Chapter 413: Wang Ai Corps (on)

Coming out of the Spring Festival party scene, it was already a little late in the night.
In Beijing, there were still fireworks and gunfire. Under the brightly colored neon lights, it is daylight.
Today, Sun Yi is on holiday. After Wang Ai and others returned to Beijing, they flew back to Shenyang by direct flight and went back to Liaoyang to reunite with their families. Following Wang Ai throughout the year, he opened his eyes and separated from his family for a long time.
Yan Zhu drove the car with a smile. Liu Ailing didn't have a car, so she sent her home first, then Wang Ai and Qu Bo. Qu Bo has already bought the ticket, rested for a few hours at Wang Ai's house, and waited for dawn to take the earliest flight back to Qingdao.
When they got home, the family had not slept yet, waiting for Wang Ai to eat Chinese New Year dinner. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Leonie running around the yard around Jonas's neck collar, and then Shi Wenjun and Xu Qinglian yelled and let out the flowers.
Wang Ai was so stupid that he suddenly had a snow in his collar. Wang Ai screamed, squatted a pinch of snow on the ground, and turned back fiercely ...
"mom?"
"Have a good skill?" Ai Xiaoqing was fierce. "You dare to make a fool in the spring evening. I don't think you missed the sky and you don't stop!"
"Hey hey hey." Wang Ai had to touch his head and continue to smirk.
"This is Qu Bo, right?" Wang Bin came over to round the field, and Ai Xiaoqing noticed that he was wrapped in a thick down jacket and patronized Qu Bo with a smile. It ’s a mess, Xiaoqu, do n’t give him general knowledge.

Speaking of Wang Ai's mischief, Wang Bin immediately changed his camp: "Yeah Xiaoqu, my child has been so smooth since childhood, so it is lawless, you usually take more time."
Qu Bo knows Wang Bin! Yes, he hasn't met Wang Bin himself, but when Donghai Paper Group put pressure on Qingdao Club, his agent pointed to the newspaper and told him who this one was.
But he was used to being introverted, and was so polite by Wang Bin that he didn't know what to say, so he nodded stupidly.
In fact, he felt that Wang Ai always took care of him. Moreover, when Wang Aizhen met Lou Zi, he was definitely unable to afford it, and he could not afford it, such as the top ten athletes' commendation meeting, such as the Spring Festival Gala, and the smallest such as he bombarded the Football Association ...
"Come here, old song, let's not talk to their adults, there is a generation gap!" Wang Ai flew two eyes to his parents and pulled Qu Bo into the house. It was very cold in Beijing in the middle of the 30th year of the throne. of.
The Chinese culture tour in Germany is still going on. From the initial cultural introduction and exhibition to the level of cultural exchange, the Chinese Ministry of Culture has sent someone to prepare to guide the group of silly foreigners such as paper-cut masters, chefs, and painters. , Calligraphers, poets, and even linguists, guide them in how to decorate their homes and cook Chinese food based on local culture and customs. Book painters and poets also plan to give local people a good Chinese culture lesson during the New Year's Day. The task of the linguist is to develop a relatively standard and easy-to-accept unified pronunciation based on Dieter Ford's long-established "German Chinese".
In short, with the warm welcome of the locals, the Chinese Ministry of Culture has exploded with great enthusiasm. Although the money is not much, people are enough! Zhang Yimou, who was planning to rush to Berlin for the film festival recently, was also moved by the Ministry of Culture and planned to take a special trip. Of course, "Blind Well" is no longer necessary. At least not now. The people of Dittford have hoped for hundreds of years and finally came to the "relatives of the motherland." It was just when the sensation burst out that things that exposed the dark side had to calm down after a few years.
Two hundred years later, this is the purest Chinese New Year ever for Dietford. The Emperor of Dietford has proposed to the public the construction of a Chinese cultural museum, which is used for display on the one hand and more mainly for education.
Wang Ai led Qu Bo into the steamy room, put down his handbag, and unbuttoned his coat. At this time, the people who were frantic outside were gradually returning to the house, and introduced one by one.
Leonie knew him naturally. The first German that Lao Bai spoke to him was "leoni". Lao Bai teased: In Tubingen, it didn't matter that he had offended Xiao Wang. Just asking him for a quick meal would fool you, but do n’t Offending the lion has unpredictable consequences. When Qu Bo arrived at the Lions Stadium, he knew everything.
He didn't know Huang Xin because Huang Xin had been busy setting up a new club in the Liaozu Football Club for the past six months, but Qu Bo knew that this handsome girl was the true queen of Tubingen.
Next is Shi Wenjun. Shi Wenjun knows him all the time. When Wang Ai followed the national team to collect gold during the youth training and national youth training, Shi Wenjun represented Wang Ai. He knew that this thief The pretty little girl is Wang Ai's domestic agent.
The last is Xu Qinglian. Qu Bo has never heard of it. At this age, Qu Bo still scratches her head. This relative ’s child?
Wang Ai did not carelessly said: This is my daughter-in-law. Too many people make Xu Qinglian easy to turn his face.
The people came together, including the family of Shi Wenjun, Yan Zhu and several other defenders, and several women brought a plate of dumplings, and the sauce made by Wang Bin himself was delivered. The Wang family did not have any rules, and they didn't need to speak before eating. People were all together and the dishes were all together. Ai Xiaoqing said, "Eat and drink well", and everyone began to chopsticks.
After a little rest, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep. The daybreak was New Year's Day, so busy.
At six o'clock in the morning, Qu Bo was awakened by his mobile phone, quietly packed his luggage, and pushed the door to the courtyard.
In the early morning of the New Year's Day in Beijing, the ground was covered with red filings, and there seemed to be a slight smell of gunpowder in the air. The people in the city are in the deep sleep after the carnival, presumably the size of Kyushu, everyone is so.
Poor early pedestrian.
A guard on the night shift heard the sound probe and looked at each other and smiled.
When Qu Bo was about to go out quietly, the main room door opened and Ai Xiaoqing came out.
"Xiaoqu, is this gone?"
"Um ... uh, Aunt Ai, yes, good New Year."
"Okay! Really a good guy, much better than that in my house, go, I'll take you to the airport."
"No need to use."
"So early in the New Year's Day, how can a taxi come out? Let's go, I'll just let it go. There are no cars on the road. It's fast."
After speaking, Ai Xiaoqing could not help but drove Qu Bo out of the hospital. Her personal guard came out of the room to replace her. Ai Xiaoqing shook her head to let her go to sleep, and finished talking to the backyard garage. The female defender thought for a while, or went out with Qu Bo.
Ai Xiaoqing drove around with a big loaf of bread and saw the female guard follow up without saying anything, and greeted the two to get in the car.
All the way through the gallop, no one except the sanitation workers who got up early on the road, and even the aunt in the corner did not see it, let alone the taxi.
At the airport, Qu Bo took off with his luggage and said goodbye. Ai Xiaoqing suddenly remembered something, took out his wallet, and counted eight hundred dollars: "Come to Xiaoqu, just let you pay New Year and forget to give you New year's money. This aunt can't be called in vain. "