Chapter 42: The stage is beautiful, but the place is natural (7)

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After changing positions, the atmosphere in the car became much better.

Perhaps because his sudden change of position just now seemed a little rude, Cao Aiqing heard Uncle Hu playing a Hokkien song and took the initiative to ask:

"Uncle Hu, are you from Fujian?"

Hong Kong City is a city of immigrants, so the vast majority of the population is from outside. Especially the surrounding coastal provinces, such as Guangdong, Guangxi and Fujian, account for 60 to 70% of the city's population.

Lao Hu finally found an opportunity to open up the conversation. He explained:

"Yes, I came to Hong Kong City from Fujian when I was nineteen years old, but when I listened to Wu Bai, I really didn't want to listen to it. It was entirely because of He Tianran's father. Don't you know, his father played rock music when he was young? I like to listen to songs by Beyond, Wu Bai, Three Heroes of Magic Rock, and Nirvana of Guns N' Roses. I work as his driver. Sometimes I don't have time to go to the company garage to pick up the car, so I have to drive my own car to pick him up. Inexplicably, over the years, this car The playlist became his dad’s taste.”

"Oh, so that's it."

This was the first time that Cao Aiqing knew about this. When he was with He Tianran, he rarely mentioned the situation of his family, but Wen Liang was different because he met He Tianran in his bachelor apartment last year. We visited He Panshan once and talked about this matter, so she knew a little bit about it.

After hearing what Uncle Hu said, Wen Liang was also a little curious. She asked from the back row:

"Uncle Hu, does Uncle He still like to play music now? Now he is working in a bar, and he is also forming a platter band with others!"

Lao Hu smiled, with the helplessness typical of a middle-aged man in his tone, and said:

"I must like it, otherwise why would I listen to so many songs? But there's nothing I can do about it. As a driver, I don't necessarily have time to rest on weekends, let alone a workaholic like Lao He... Yes Yes, he knew that Xiao He worked in a bar. Last time I drove him through Zhengyang Street in this car, and around the corner was the bar where Xiao He worked. He was excited to go and check it out, but he didn’t expect that I had a parking space. Before I could find it, the company gave him a call, and he immediately told me to turn around and go back to the meeting without saying a word, but I could tell that he was quite sorry that time."

The three of them listened silently. Wen Liang held He Tianran's hand and said softly:

"You see, your father actually cares about you quite a bit."

He Tianran was silent.

Wen Liang was troubled by her boyfriend's stubborn temper. He and his father had a good time together, but why did he never get the hang of things when it was his biological father?

Lao Hu looked at He Tianran's expression through the rearview mirror and said slowly:

"Oh, Xiao Wen, don't worry about the father and son. It's not my fault. The older one and the younger one are really rebellious by nature. His father despised his father when he was alive. Well, it's Xiao He's turn. This generation, the situation is exactly the same, it’s really hereditary.”

Wen Liang saw that her boyfriend was not in a good mood, so she said in a coaxing and joking manner:

"Really? Then I have to feel you to see if you are really rebellious~~"

After saying that, she reached out and wanted to touch the back of the other person's head. He Tianran shook his head and quickly avoided the warm hand.

"You want to die, why don't you hide again?"

Wen Liang warned.

"Don't...don't touch your head..."

He Tianran was helpless.

"Just touch, touch, touch!"

It was okay not to say this, but as soon as he said this, Wen Liang immediately used both hands, and He Tianran's hair instantly turned into a chicken coop...

He Tianran didn't want to make a fuss, but Cao Aiqing is still here. What's the point of him and Wen Liang making such a fuss? This is how his relationship with Wen Liang has been settled, but he still has to consider other people's moods...

Moreover, Wen Liang is not usually so noisy...

He Tianran wanted to restore his hairstyle, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was slapped by Wen Liang.

"I……"

"Don't move, I'll do it for you, you can't see it."

So, Wen Liang arranged his hair slowly...

He Tianran started beating drums in his heart. He must have understood that this was done on purpose. Did Cao Aiqing see it?

"Xiao He, you have encountered a natural enemy. This is the first time I have seen you so good. Xiao Wen, please treat this kid well. Young people should fight more and make more trouble. His father also often said, This guy can't beat a fart with three sticks, he's very bored."

The old Hu who was driving the car was smiling broadly. It seemed that the change in Xiao He's personality over the past year was related to the existence of Xiao Wen.

"good!"

Wen Liang hummed proudly and continued to play with He Tianran's hair.

This little girl is really lovable and can easily infect others with happiness.

Lao Hu thought to himself.

However, Cao Aiqing seemed to have no intention of paying attention to the intimate couple in the back row. Instead, she looked at the smiling driver Hu next to her and asked:

"Uncle Hu, don't the three generations of He Tianran's family have a bad relationship with their parents?"

Although answering this kind of question is a bit presumptuous, Lao Hu has been a driver for so many years, so he can be considered a sensible person. He knows that with Xiao Cao’s current status, sandwiched between the two of them, if he doesn’t tell the little girl now What to order, that would be really embarrassing...

"It can't be said that it's not bad. It's just a gap between one generation and another. Just like Xiao He's father likes to listen to operas, Lao He likes rock music, and Xiao He likes what's that... two... two The second power...ah, yes, the second dimension, you see, people of our generation can no longer understand even the words you young people talk about. If there is no contradiction, then it would be strange, hey , old~"

Cao Aiqing nodded. As an outsider, it was difficult for her to continue to delve deeper. However, this did not prevent her from expressing her own opinions on this matter:

"Uncle Hu, you don't have to say that. In fact, these hobbies are essentially the same. The three generations of them also sincerely like the products of their respective eras. It's just that times are changing, and the carriers and expressions of entertainment have changed. It’s just different. You don’t have to force yourselves to understand and integrate. After all, every generation has its own mission and responsibility. Uncle Hu, you are young too!~”

The girl's words were spoken neither quickly nor slowly, and her tone of voice was calm and soft. When Lao Hu heard it, he felt like a spring breeze, which was very heart-warming and appropriate.

Lao Hu couldn't help but think, virtuous cultivation and elegant conversation, this kind of temperament is really rare in young girls today.

Alas, this boy He...

Really...

well!

In the car, He Tianran inexplicably heard Lao Hu sigh.

Forty minutes later, the Audi drove into a quiet alleyway.

"Here we are, this is Shen Chen Club. It was He Tianran's favorite place when he was alive."

After parking the car, the driver Lao Hu said something special.

The three of them thanked each other, opened the door and got out of the car one after another, looking at the backs of the three children as they left. Thinking of taking them here this time, Lao He must ask himself about his impression of the two little girls in the future. As his driver, this is a sure thing. Things can't be run away.

What should I say then?

The old Hu who was sitting in the car began to sigh. Although he had nothing to do with it, even as an outsider, just thinking about it at this moment, he was tangled in his words:

"It's hard to choose, it's hard to choose..."

(End of chapter)