During the day, Gu Yu reluctantly tutored, and at night Song Qian sneaked over to comfort and cheer him up. After returning to Yanjing, although Qiao Yingzi felt a little longing in her heart, she was afraid of being discovered by her mother, so she could only continue Looking for an opportunity, time soon came to February 4, 2019. Today is New Year’s Eve. Gu Tingfeng, who had been busy outside for a year, returned to Yanjing. Gu Yu also returned to the courtyard in Chashihai in the past two days. Home.
As in previous years, the father and son went to visit Gu Yu's mother's grave early in the morning. After Gu Yu kowtowed to his mother and finished speaking, Gu Tingfeng asked Gu Yu to leave first. At the end of the year, Gu Tingfeng still had a lot to say to his deceased wife. He said that he wanted to talk about how good their son was, how his business was doing this year, how many girls he had messed with during this year, and most importantly, he wanted to tell her , eighteen years have passed, but I still miss her very much.
Gu Yu stood in the distance, looking at his father who was crouching down and covering his face and crying, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. The father and son, especially Gu Tingfeng, have been living like wandering ghosts these years. Ever since Gu Yu's mother passed away, and then Gu Yu's grandparents passed away one after another, the Spring Festival has become the most uncomfortable day for the Gu family and his son, the day they least want to face. .
The Spring Festival is supposed to be a time for family reunion and happiness, but for the Gu family and his son, it is too easy to bring back sad memories, so in the past few years, Gu Tingfeng has always come back two days early to reunite with his son and communicate. Regarding feelings, Gu Tingfeng and Gu Yu will leave after lunch on New Year's Eve. It seems that if they fly away from China on the day when thousands of families are reunited, they will not fall into sadness if they fly to a country that cannot reach the Spring Festival. Maybe when Gu Yu gets married and starts a business, there will be After having a wife and children, this paradoxical life will get better and the meaning of reunion will be regained.
I don't know how long it took, but when Gu Tingfeng appeared in front of Gu Yu again, he looked less serious again.
After chasing Gu Yuwen, he has chased several girls, but he is still not a virgin.
"Son, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll let the chef cook it. The eight major cuisines of Sichuan, Shandong, Guangdong, Fujian, Hui, Hunan, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, you can be more adventurous." Gu Tingfeng said with a smile.
"Just home-cooked food." Gu Yu glanced at his father, who was sitting in the back row of Cullinan, and was not very interested.
"That's right, today is New Year's Eve, so we should have home-cooked food." Gu Tingfeng nodded in agreement, and then asked the assistant sitting in the front passenger seat to make arrangements quickly. He talked about some of Gu Yu's favorite dishes, such as sweet and sour short ribs. Stir-fried kidneys and the like.
In the main room of some antique quadrangle, there are about ten delicacies on the Eight Immortals table. Gu Tingfeng takes the main seat, and Gu Yu sits on his right hand. The smile on Gu Tingfeng's face never fades. From time to time, he gives Gu Yu a piece of food. He didn’t refuse, and he didn’t say he would do it in a disdainful way.
"In the blink of an eye, you are already eighteen. Time flies so fast. In a few years, you will graduate from college and then take the postgraduate and Ph.D. exams. School time is the best. You are not in a hurry to work. Your mother and I met in college. Yes. Your dad and I are still young, so I can keep working for another ten years. If you want to take over Fenglin Group then, just take it over from me. If you don’t want to, that’s okay. Let’s find a professional manager. You see. Just be careful." Gu Tingfeng didn't take a few bites and kept talking. He was concerned about Gu Yu's daily life and helped him plan for the future.
"Dad, don't you think about finding another one? Someone will take care of you when you get old." Gu Yu suddenly asked.
"I have a son and money, but am I afraid that no one will take care of me? I will hire a dozen beautiful nurses and replace them if I am not satisfied. I have already thought about where to retire. I bought an island in Hainan for 70 years. When the weather is hot, I will go to Hainan." Gu Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand, telling Gu Yu not to worry about him.
"It's up to you. After your senior year of high school this year, you can fall in love. Let's hope that we won't be the only ones having dinner next year." Gu Tingfeng smiled and raised his glass. It was a holiday today, so he had to drink something.
After a few drinks, Gu Tingfeng told Gu Yu about his experience in picking up girls, how he walked among thousands of flowers without a leaf touching his body, and walked around in the world of mortals.
"Xiaoyu, love is love, and transaction is transaction. You have to distinguish between them. Ninety percent of women can be solved with money. It starts with money and ends with money. This kind of woman will play for a while and then she will get something new. Okay. You can stay in love for a longer time, because once you get married, it is easy to leave a trace in a modern legal society. Before you get married, you just have a hundred girlfriends, and others can only say that you are a playboy. What can they do to you?" Gu Tingfeng said It's clear and logical.
"Dad, it's a good thing that someone like you didn't have a daughter." Although Gu Yu agreed in his heart, he didn't forget to attack him.
"Haha, isn't this just a son? I will definitely teach you this way. If it is a daughter, it will be completely different." Gu Tingfeng did not show any anger, and took out a red envelope from his pocket with a smile.
"Here, son, the new year's money. Dad wishes you good health, happiness and success in the new year!" After lunch, Gu Tingfeng went to the west wing to relax for a while before taking a plane to New York at 3:30 in the afternoon.
Gu Yu asked the driver to take him back to Shuxiang Yayuan. He rarely came to Chashihai and lived alone in Sanjin Hospital. It was too lonely.
When Gu Yu returned to Shuxiang Yayuan, he found that the community was very festive with lights and colorful decorations. Spring couplets and red lanterns were all arranged. Although there were many tenants in the community, the atmosphere of the New Year was full, and many families had children who were high school seniors. I also want to seek good luck.
"Dong dong dong~"
"Here, brother? Are you back?" Qiao Yingzi's expectant voice came from the room, and Gu Yu raised the corners of his mouth after hearing it.
"Hehe, brother, Happy New Year~" After opening the door, she saw Gu Yu carrying something and smiling at her. Qiao Yingzi suddenly beamed and threw herself into his arms happily.
"Brother, I miss you~" Qiao Yingzi hugged Gu Yu and murmured softly.
"Okay, you are such a girl, and you are still so clingy. Let Xiaoyu come in quickly." Song Qian also came to the door, and met Gu Yu's eyes, with joy in her eyes. Today is New Year's Eve, if a family It's a bit disappointing that the three of us can't be reunited.
"Why are you bringing things with you when you go back to your own home?" Song Qian gently patted her daughter's shoulder, asking her to let go of Gu Yu, then welcomed Gu Yu into the house and skillfully took out Gu Yu's slippers.
"I just want to bring good things back to my home. Shark's fin, sea cucumber and caviar, for you and Yingzi to replenish. This bag is a high-quality Mingqian Longjing. Aunt Qian, don't you like to make tea? This is not bad." Yu Shumen took the things to the kitchen and put them away in a familiar manner, and introduced them a little bit.
"What kind of filling?" Gu Yu asked, looking at the dumpling wrappers and two bowls of dumpling fillings placed on the dining table.
"Shepherd's purse, fresh meat, and fungus and shrimp. We've just finished making the stuffing. It just so happens that you can come back and make the dumplings together." Qiao Yingzi smiled sweetly and pushed Gu Yu to wash his hands and start making dumplings.
"No, I just came back, please let me rest."
