noffsinger Chapter 30 Just consider it my triumphant return home.
Chapter 30 Just consider it my triumphant return home.
Around 3:30 PM.
He Fan wore a Chanel 23apolo dress, white Chanel sandals, and black-rimmed square sunglasses. She swaggered out of the airport carrying a suitcase.
Wu You hadn't yet given her the Development Bureau's contact information when she opened her phone.
He Fan was confused.
Why is Xiaoyou being so unreliable today?
Walk to the airport's parking and pick-up area.
He Fan was about to reach out and flag down a taxi.
"Sister Fan! Sister Fan!"
He Fan turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.
The first thing that caught my eye was the all-black Range Rover I had ordered.
And the person standing by the car, is that Wu You?
"Sister Fan, you're finally out."
He Fan was speechless: It sounds like I went in there sometime during the night...
"Why is it you, Xiaoyou?"
Wu You, beaming with joy, jogged over and took the suitcase from He Fan, explaining to him.
"The boss called me back then, saying that the only employee at the Yingdao exhibition hall had suddenly resigned today."
“I was worried that you wouldn’t have a car when you got here, so I volunteered to buy a plane ticket that would arrive two hours earlier than you.”
"I went straight to the showroom as soon as I got off the plane and brought the car over to you."
He Fan hadn't expected Wu You to be so considerate.
I was just complaining that they were unreliable, and I even felt a little guilty.
"Thanks a lot."
Wu You waved her hand and said with a grin, "It's okay, Sister Fan. The boss said he'll reimburse my travel and accommodation expenses. I can stay here with you for a month without any problem. I'll treat it as a paid vacation!"
The two walked to the car, and Wu You put the suitcase into the trunk.
He Fan got into the passenger seat.
This car is really a bit big for He Fan's size.
Perhaps He Fan had gotten used to the height of the supercar these past two days, and was not used to sitting so high up all of a sudden.
But you know what, he's actually quite handsome!
When I get back to Xiamen, I'll get myself an off-road vehicle to drive.
Wu You opened the car door and climbed in: "Sister Fan, where are we going now?"
He Fan looked down and swiped his phone to send Wu You a location: "Just go this way."
I haven't informed my family about this trip back to Yingdao yet.
Yingdao is, after all, a tourist city, and tourism is its most developed industry.
He Fan's parents run a food stall in Bincheng District, and the summer vacation is their busiest time.
As you enter Bincheng District, you see more and more vehicles with out-of-town license plates on the road.
He Fan's car, which had no license plates, became a key target for inspection at the checkpoint.
After dealing with a barrage of questions, the two finally entered the coastal avenue, arriving at the busiest part of Bincheng District.
After driving along the coastal road for about half an hour, the car slowly came to a stop.
In front of the Chaoyue food stall, there are neatly arranged tables, and in front of the restaurant, there are two rows of aquariums being oxygenated, where shrimp and crabs are still happily fighting.
It's four or five o'clock in the afternoon.
As the sun slowly sets and the seawater cools down, many tourists wearing bikinis and barefoot, carrying swimming rings, walk by, leaving a trail of footprints mixed with sand and seawater on the road in front of the food stalls.
"Oh dear, hurry up and go buy some, the kitchen doesn't have enough ginger for today."
A middle-aged man in his forties was pushed out by the woman who was speaking.
The man was about 175 cm tall and rather thin. Although he was a bit tanned from the sea breeze, he had strong features and must have been a handsome young man when he was younger.
Of course, this could also be He Fan's personal feeling.
After all, he's her biological father, and she thinks he's at least somewhat handsome.
"Beep beep~".
He Fan quickly pressed the horn twice.
He Chaoyue, who was lingering at the door, looked over at the sound.
A pure black Range Rover—I felt envious, yet also resentful.
This car doesn't even have license plates yet. I guess someone in this area made a fortune and brought this new car to show off.
He Chaoyue inserted the car key into the ignition and mounted his own "little electric scooter."
He turned the ignition and rushed towards He Fan, stopping at the passenger side window.
Knock knock knock~ A knock was made on the car window.
Let me see which old geezer is so annoying.
He Chaoyue: (′???`)
The car window slowly rolled down.
His daughter's beautiful, fair face was revealed, and she was looking at him with smiling eyes.
He Fan raised his hand and waved it slightly near his face: "Hey, Lao He."
He Chaoyue: (●°u°●)
"You... Xiao Fan? When did you get back?"
He Fan: "Can't I even return home in glory? Where's my mom?"
He Chaoyue simply dismissed these words as nonsense from his daughter.
He glanced at Wu You in the driver's seat and asked He Fan, "Is this your friend? Quickly park the car in the parking space in our backyard. There are a lot of kids here, so we don't want the car to get scratched or bumped."
Then he looked at Wu You and said with a smile, "If you want to eat anything, just pick it from the fish tank. You can eat whatever you want when you get home."
"I'll go buy some ginger first. Our guests will be arriving soon, and your mother will be anxious again!"
After throwing those words at He Fan, He Chaoyue sped off on her electric scooter.
He Fan got out of the car and randomly pointed to a parking space near the side door for Wu You.
She skipped and hopped into the store: "Mom, I'm home!"
He Fan's mother's name is Wang Jingfang.
At this moment, Wang Jingfang was climbing into the freezer, rummaging through the ingredients she needed to prepare for tonight.
Hearing this, she assumed it was the neighbor's child coming home from school and didn't think much of it.
"Xiao Fang."
"Hey? Who is this?"
This was definitely a way of addressing her, and Wang Jingfang subconsciously agreed.
Its head hadn't even had a chance to peek out of the freezer yet.
But why does this voice sound a bit like my eldest daughter?
With that thought in mind, Wang Jingfang stopped working and straightened up to look towards the door.
The little girl in the white dress leaned against the door frame with her hands clasped together and a smile on her face.
Who else could this be but my eldest daughter who hasn't been home for six months?
"Xiao Fan? Why are you back?"
Wang Jingfang walked over while wiping her hands with the towel around her neck, and pulled He Fan towards the door.
"Your dad just asked me to go out and buy ginger, he shouldn't have gone far yet."
He Fan squeezed his mother's hand back: "Oh, I just saw him. He said he'd be back in a bit."
Wang Jingfang said reproachfully, "You didn't even tell me beforehand so I could have had your dad pick you up from the station. Are you on vacation now?"
He Fan nodded: "Yes, this time I can stay at home for a few more days."
At this moment, Wu You also parked the car and stood by the car, unsure whether he should go forward.
He Fan saw her awkwardly scratching her head and fidgeting with her hands, so he called her over.
"Hey, you must be Xiao Fan's colleague. Come on, find a place to sit down. I'll have the kitchen cook you some dishes. You must be hungry after traveling all day, right?"
"Xiao Fan, why don't you take your colleagues to choose some seafood and see what they want to eat?"
Wu You felt flustered.
Fan Jie's parents are just as down-to-earth as Fan Jie herself.
Before Wu You could even say, "No need to trouble yourself,"
He Fan quickly replied, "Okay, Mom. Go ahead and do your work; we'll have guests coming in soon."
He Fan led Wu You to select some lively crabs and mantis shrimps, and also got some razor clams, sea snails, and oysters.
Send it to Uncle Zhong so he can steam half of it and dip it in a mixture of soy sauce and oil, and cook the other half in some fancy way.
He Chaoyue bought ginger and came back.
Seeing that her daughter hadn't chosen much seafood, she took out two small lobsters from the tank.
Wu You is a native of Xiamen and rarely eats seafood.
Having been traveling all day and starving, I couldn't help but swallow hard as I looked at this table full of seafood.
"Here comes the foil-wrapped sea bass."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhong." He Fan rubbed his hands together expectantly.
This foil-wrapped sea bass is my favorite; I eat it several times every time I go home to satisfy my craving.
Uncle Zhong is the head chef of Chaoyue Food Stall; he's been a long-time employee of theirs.
His chubby face was very pale from being cooped up in the kitchen all summer.
They don't look like people making a living at a seaside stall at all.
As it grew darker, the number of customers in the shop increased.
The waiters were all in place, and everyone got busy.