"Don't go back yet. Go to the mall to choose some gifts. While you are still in Yanjing, go home to avoid missing this time and running out of time." After the car left the compound, Yang Dongxu originally wanted to go directly go home.
I came to visit at noon and had lunch at the old man's house. I felt a little sleepy at this time and thought about going home and taking a nap for a while. I would also visit the family in the evening.
"How about you just pick a few things from home and take them with you?" Yang Dongxu said casually.
If it's just a friendship, then you really have to go out and choose when giving gifts. And with this kind of relationship, Yang Dongxu usually chooses things from home.
Although his collection of things has not been as crazy as before in recent years, many good things still flow into his warehouse because of his wealth.
So during the holidays, I go to the homes of some relatives who need to give gifts, or when I visit some important elders. He will choose something more meaningful, not very valuable but decent enough to take as a gift.
"Forget it, those things of yours are indeed good things. But it's okay to give them to my dad, but he doesn't care about them. Give them to my younger brother and sister-in-law. Even though they know they are meaningful, they may not like them.
My brother doesn't collect or have any hobbies in this area, so it would be a waste to give it to him. Instead of giving him this, it would be better to pick out some high-end cosmetics, or simply buy some toys to bring to Barry. "Bai Qian said.
"It's up to you to go back to your parents' house." Yang Dongxu shrugged nonchalantly and turned the steering wheel to change direction.
In fact, with his current identity and status, gift-giving has passed the stage of value. What he mainly looks at when giving gifts is his intention and meaning.
The main purpose of going to Baijia was for the son-in-law to give New Year's gifts to his father-in-law. The focus was on this etiquette. This was Baiqian's face, and it was also what Baijia wanted now.
As for what to give, it's not that important, so Bai Qian thought it would be better to buy some things and bring them to her door, so she went to buy some things.
In fact, Yang Dongxu prefers to send New Year greetings to old people in the countryside, half a pig, half a sheep, four fish, and four boxes of wine. Everyone gives gifts like this, so there is no need to waste your brain thinking about what to give.
You can get something simple and convenient for a few thousand yuan, but obviously you can't give it away like this in the city. Especially for a big family like Baijia, if you give it like this, you will definitely be laughed at.
However, what is a bit strange in this regard is that Baijia, a well-respected family, was laughed at for receiving such a New Year gift. But if such gifts were sent to the homes of the elders in the compound, those elders would definitely smile from ear to ear.
When Yang Dongxu comes to the door with gifts, those carefully selected collections are often not very popular, but some pickled meats, bacon and other things that he asked his eldest sister and his mother to mail over are very popular.
Even if it is some seasonal dried vegetables in the countryside, these old people will quickly ask the nanny at home to stew them and eat this instead of eating anything else at noon.
"Buy a better set of cosmetics for Jingrou. Dabao's new product happens to be good, so I will leave a set for her that is not for sale. Buy a set of clothes for Barry. Then go to Millennium Supermarket to choose some fruits such as cherries, and then Buy some seafood that Bai Rui likes to eat and take it with you." Bai Qian was still mumbling about what she wanted to buy.
"Just buy these?"
"Do you have anything else to add?" Bai Qian turned her head and looked at him.
Yang Dongxu thought about it for a while, and it seemed that he really didn't have anything to add. This was actually quite good, a more bland family walk. It seems to be more meaningful than those gifts that often give hundreds of thousands or millions.
Of course, these gifts are not cheap. At least the cosmetics that Bai Qian said were not for sale are not something ordinary families can afford. But for a family like this, it's really good to give gifts based on their meaning rather than their value.
"Then just buy these. Do they like to eat cured meat and bacon? If they are willing to eat, bring them some vegetables and other things from home." Yang Dongxu asked.
"Forget it, but bring two deer antlers from eldest sister's house and a jar of deer blood wine." Although she said that her father didn't want to see her, she didn't want to feel uncomfortable with her.
But he is his biological father after all, and this family relationship is obviously constantly parted. He has bought gifts from his younger siblings and nephews, and the gift from his father is obviously indispensable.
"Okay! By the way, I also have a box of Angongwan pills prepared by Mr. Sun and the others at home. Although I don't want to use these pills, if I really encounter trouble, I can kill myself if I use them." Yang Dongxu He spoke.
The current social mainstream of giving gifts to the elderly is supplements, but the more advanced mainstream is actually giving health care, giving things that can be used in emergencies.
"Yeah." Bai Qian responded, but her interest suddenly dropped.
Bai Qian thought of her grandfather. When her grandfather was alive, similar drugs were distributed every year. After her grandfather passed away, she resigned from the official system.
Such shares have not been issued in recent years, although these things can be bought with money through Baijia's connections. But when it was not distributed but bought, the serious businesses were actually in decline.
"Don't think so much." Yang Dongxu obviously understood the reason for Bai Qian's low mood, and reached out to grab Bai Qian's hand and hold it in his palm.
"I'm fine, I just suddenly missed Grandpa a little bit." Bai Qian tilted her head and smiled reluctantly.
The two people first came to Guomao. Although many years have passed, many commercial gathering places, prosperous areas, and various high-end square brand stores have emerged in Yanjing.
However, the position of Guomao in the hearts of Yanjing people is still unshakable. As long as Guomao is mentioned, the first reaction of old Yanjing people is that it is a high-end place and the things inside are very expensive.
It's not the holiday yet, so there are still many people in Yanjing, especially today is Sunday. Many migrant workers in Beijing want to buy some gifts to take home, which makes the Guomao area very lively.
Without going to the parking lot outside, which was already crowded with traffic, Yang Dongxu, as one of the owners of Guomao, parked his car directly in the exclusive location of the underground parking garage.
Compared to other places, even parking spaces bought by owners will be occupied in this hard-to-find space. Even if these exclusive parking spaces are not used for a year, no car will be parked in them.
The security guards here also know very well who can affect their jobs. Ordinary owners can just turn a blind eye, and maybe even get two packs of cigarettes to smoke. If they are discovered, the most they can do is coordinate the matter.
But these exclusive parking spaces are going to be occupied, so they can just pack up and get out!
Therefore, the patrols in this area are quite strict. Ordinary vehicles cannot even drive into this area, let alone park them here.
There was no crowd in the exclusive elevator. When they got upstairs, Bai Qian naturally took Yang Dongxu's arm and walked towards the children's clothing area.
At this time, a person from a few years ago came face to face. One of the young people was wearing a hat. Although the girl had long hair and a shawl and was wearing a mask, her eyes lit up when she saw Yang Dongxu.
"Uncle Yang!"
"Li Meng, slow down!" Looking at Li Meng who was trotting over and looking very happy for the chance encounter, a smile appeared on her face.
"Sister Baiqian!" Li Meng greeted Baiqian next to her.
I don’t know how the seniority is discussed among the girls. They call Yang Dongxu ‘uncle’ and Bai Qian ‘sister’.
"Well, are you coming here for a walk with your friends?" Bai Qian smiled and nodded in response, looking at her friend behind Wan Limeng for a few times. Although she was called sister, her eyes were quite elder-like.
