The long-distance flight was quite painful. When Ni Bingyan got off the plane, he couldn't help but yawn when he saw that the sun was shining brightly outside and it was still daytime.
Large luggage has been checked by logistics, and valuable and small items should be taken back with you first.
A group of four people took their luggage and dragged it out. Duanmuli wanted to help her, but Ni Bingyan didn't let her go.
"It's been very hard for you. Go back and have a good rest today. You will have to join the team again tomorrow to catch up on the progress. You will definitely be very busy then."
Duanmu Li didn't fight her, instead he yawned and led the way.
After leaving the station and going to pick up the car, they saw Sang Yuan smiling and waving to them.
"It's been a hard journey, so don't drive tired. I'll ask the driver to take you back."
Knowing that Ni Bingyan lived in the same community as him, Wei Shujie and the other two were not polite. They briefly explained and got into another car.
After their car was far away, the two of them got in the car and went home.
Sang Yuan got into the driver's seat and saw that her eyelids were constantly drooping. He fastened her seat belt and handed her an eye mask: "Come on, take a nap and you'll be home."
Ni Bingyan also maintained the habit of talking to him on the phone every day when he was abroad. If he had anything to do, he would talk about it on the same day. Now that they met, there was nothing new to talk about, so he just put on a blindfold and went to sleep.
Including the time on the road back and forth, it took a full week to go abroad this time, and finally landed safely. Ni Bingyan was obviously very sleepy, but he was also very energetic and could not sleep.
Sang Yuan played soothing light music, sprayed some soothing perfume, and drove smoothly all the way, but Yayuan was too close to the airport, and she arrived home as soon as she felt a little sleepy.
He took off his blindfold and saw that the car was parked at Sang's house. Ni Bingyan didn't say anything, so he got out of the car and went to get his suitcase.
She brought the gifts she prepared for the Sang family with her and planned to send them out later.
Sang Yuan was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he still explained:
"The cold pot and stove over there, you haven't cleaned up after being away from home for so long. We have prepared delicious food at home. After dinner, we will take Wangcai to play on the big lawn. By the way, we will ask auntie to come over and keep an eye on the housekeeping and cleaning. Tomorrow If you want to join the group, don’t sleep during the day and go to bed early at night.”
Ni Bingyan often goes out for a long time and does not hire anyone at home. For cleaning and other things, she always hires a familiar housekeeping company.
"That's fine. If you sleep too much during the day and wake up in the middle of the night, you should be sleepy tomorrow. Since we are cleaning, let's make an appointment with the gardening company to come over and tidy up the garden."
"Okay, is there anyone familiar?"
"Yes, I bought fruit trees before and they were recommended by the fruit tree owner. You can see that they are really good when you see so many fruits at home this year."
While the two were talking, Ni Bingyan had already taken out the gifts from the box.
After entering the house, he saw Sang Jingwen wearing an apron and coming out of the kitchen carrying a soup basin.
Ni Bingyan put down her things and was about to go over to help. Shui Sulan hurriedly pulled her to sit down:
"Don't move, don't move. This is your uncle's stew. If we touch it, it won't taste good again, and it will be our fault!"
Sang Jingwen was unconvinced: "How could it not taste good? You've been drinking it for decades, and now you say it doesn't taste good?"
"I mean what if, what if it doesn't taste good, people make mistakes, horses make mistakes, everything can't be so absolute."
Seeing her son following his father into the kitchen, Shui Sulan blinked and whispered to Ni Bingyan:
"We are all part of the family, who can stipulate that women must cook and serve the dishes? When we should sit and wait for the meal, we must sit still! Look at you, why are you laughing? Don't laugh! You will do the same in the future Do it, understand? Otherwise, we women have to work, have children, raise children, and take care of the family. How depressed would it be?"
Ni Bingyan was teased by her and laughed hard, but in the end he didn't help. He just washed his hands and sat down with peace of mind.
She listens very well to her future mother-in-law's teachings.
Shui Sulan kept looking at her with a "child can be taught" look.
"This fashion week, I saw some good-looking clothes. I bought a lot. I was afraid that the size would not be suitable, so I only bought you one set because I wanted to. When I have time, we will go to the show together and wait for them to be measured. Customized to your size."
"Okay! The fashion week in Shanghai is doing well now. We will go there later."
"Okay, I'll make some arrangements later. I should be able to spare a day or two."
The two of them were talking, and Ni Bingyan told her: "I'm going to Southeast Asia next month to film a movie. The crew found a connection and borrowed a local manor owned by a wealthy Chinese man. I don't know if the scenery is good."
The rich man Shui Sulan also knew him. He praised Ni Bingyan and said that he was very good. After that, he smiled and clapped his hands:
"Hey! Speaking of the manor, your uncle and I bought one in Australia a few years ago. Every winter, when the cold is unbearable, we turn on the heating and get rhinitis, we go there to bask in the sun. If you have time this year, be sure to You want to go with us. It’s best to call your dad and let’s go out and have fun together as a family.”
Speaking of her dad, Ni Bingyan sighed: "Since what happened last time, my dad doesn't even dare to take a short-distance flight, let alone go abroad."
From Guizhou to Chengcheng, a round trip of several thousand miles, people were stunned to have to take a car. Thinking about it now, Ni Bingyan still feels terrible.
"He has post-traumatic stress disorder. I think he should see a psychiatrist."
"Now I'm watching it. I almost had a mental problem when I was filming "The Ferryman". I went to the doctor and felt much better. I took him there when something happened. I've been keeping an eye on him for re-examinations."
The two of them chatted for a while, and then the food was served.
"It's not too spicy today. I'm going on a long journey, so I need to nourish my stomach first."
The boiled fish was sprinkled with chili peppers, dried Sichuan peppercorns, and garlic slices. A ladle of hot oil was poured on it, and Ni Bingyan could smell the aroma from afar.
When Sang Jingwen brought it up and put it directly in front of her, she knew that it was specially made for her. She was touched but didn't know what to say, so she could only keep saying thank you.
"Oh, don't talk about this. Come on, let's have dinner."
It wasn't often that the four of them sat down to eat together. This time it was also because she went out to work for a long time, so he could catch her up.
"These are made by the chef. Only this soup and these vegetables are made by me, haha!"
Sang Jingwen didn't pretend to take the chef's credit, and happily introduced the dishes to her. .
Sang Yuan knew that his parents loved Ni Bingyan even more because they loved him. He couldn't help but smile while eating.
It was too sunny today to go out and play immediately after dinner. Shui Sulan wanted to watch TV, so Ni Bingyan accompanied her.
As for the other two people, Sang Jingwen couldn't help but go to the waterside pavilion by the pond to practice calligraphy. Sang Yuan had a temporary work to deal with, so he went to the study.
Ni Bingyan had been to the Sang family's multi-functional screening room many times. When the big TV was turned on, he didn't feel restrained. He found a seat to sit down and began to comfort Wangcai.
Gouzi hadn't seen her for a long time, and he was already familiar with the life of the Sang family. He didn't make any fuss when he lay on her lap. She caressed her fur and narrowed his eyes in comfort.
Just when Ni Bingyan felt that life like this was quite good, she saw Shui Sulan press the remote control and her father appeared on the screen.
"...Hi~his~ Dad, you can't eat like this! No one will ask me to act when I get fat. Don't bring me here next time!"
Ni Bingyan was so embarrassed that he picked his feet.
She had known for a long time that her father had revealed information about her on the show, but Ni Bingyan only knew that he talked about his charity work in the show, and did not expect that there would be such content.
"Hahaha! Your dad told us a long time ago that the show starts today. I was so happy to see you back that I almost forgot. Come on, let's watch it together!"
Ni Bingyan could only bite the bullet and say, "Hehe, hehe."
Watching a talk show, Ni Bingyan was so sleepy that she thought she would be free after the show was over. However, Shui Sulan turned her butt and looked at her with a burning gaze:
"Good boy, I knew you were a good person! It's really great that you have made a living on your own, yet you don't forget to give back to the society, and you understand the principle of not forgetting the people who dug the wells."
Ni Bingyan was thinking about the phrase "Don't forget the well digger when you are drinking water." He always felt that something was wrong, and saw Sang Yuan coming in with a smile.
After finishing his work, he came to see her to hang out.
