Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 395: He Hopes the Zhong Family’s Ancestral Tomb is Struck by Lightning

Chapter 395: Chapter 395: He Hopes the Zhong Family’s Ancestral Tomb is Struck by Lightning

Song Yunuan didn’t know when Gu Huai’an had managed to get this for her.

He hadn’t called, so she had no idea.

But with this, it could be said that her and the deputy’s import-export trading company was now even more stable.

Even if they did nothing at all, it wouldn’t matter.

However, she wanted to do something.

And she wanted to strike a big deal.

After saying this, there was a moment of silence on the line, and Song Yunuan asked Zhong Shaoqing, "Is there anything else?"

Clutching the receiver, Zhong Shaoqing’s forehead was slightly sweaty, his starry eyes flickered with a glimmer, but he calmly said, "I just looked at the calendar, and the fourth of next month is the Lunar New Year, which is New Year’s Eve."

Song Yunuan hummed in acknowledgment, "Ah, that’s soon, just half a month until the New Year."

Then she casually asked, "You celebrate the New Year in Xiangjiang, don’t you? By the way, were you thinking of going back for the New Year to make ancestral offerings or something?"

Ancestral offerings?

To whose ancestors?

He hoped the Zhong family’s ancestral graves were struck by lightning, so why would he go make offerings?

Zhong Shaoqing smiled awkwardly, then gently explained, "Of course, I’m not going to Xiangjiang, at least not for the next three years.

Moreover, ever since my mom passed away, every New Year, Zhong Daqiao would worry I’d have an episode that might ruin the festive atmosphere, so he would lock me in a room by myself..."

Upon hearing this, Song Yunuan’s conscience stung a little, having just been annoyed that Zhong Shaoqing was only making conversation.

What a pitiable guy.

"Then you won’t be locked up this New Year. You can celebrate happily," she said.

Zhong Shaoqing nodded eagerly, happily saying, "Definitely not this year; I can go out to watch kids set off firecrackers, and I can go see the lantern displays..."

Song Yunuan couldn’t help but think of her youngest uncle.

The New Year at grandma’s place was always especially festive.

Her youngest uncle hadn’t gone to the lab.

His lab, for safety reasons, was still at the test flight base.

Now, he was at home every day, making lanterns with Xique and Asheng.

There were lanterns made of colored paper, and even lanterns made of ice.

There were two big snowmen piled up in front of the door.

The focus was mainly on the food.

Grandma had bought half a pig and a whole pig’s head and even reserved more than fifty pounds of pig’s trotters at the commune purchasing station at a high price.

She said her youngest son loved pig’s trotters when he was a child, but unluckily, due to hard times, he had only had it twice before he left home, and it wasn’t even a whole one, just a small piece.

Zhu Feng decided to make braised pig’s trotters for her son during the New Year.

Apart from pork, there were chickens, ducks, and geese as well, all of which had been slaughtered and were stored in the large outdoor tanks.

They were covered with a big board.

This was their natural big refrigerator.

The Song family was no exception.

Just the meat alone filled two large tanks.

They said this year was a year of abundance.

Song Yunuan said, "Right, you can see all that, and I heard that Beidu is also fun during the New Year, with temple fairs, and you can see fireworks, too."

"Little Nuan, is it fun to celebrate the New Year where you are? Can you carry lanterns and go roll around on the ice by the river? And what about watching that... the big yangko dance performance? I’ve heard it’s really impressive, I’ve never seen it before," said Zhong Shaoqing, a bit dejectedly.

Song Yunuan smacked her lips, seeming to understand a little.

The deputy wanted to spend the New Year at Erdao River.

"Deputy, if you want to spend the New Year at my place, you can just boldly say so," she said.

Zhong Shaoqing on the other end felt his cheeks burn but still immediately said, "I want to go to your house for the New Year."

"But you still have treatments, so you can only stay for a few days, right? Won’t it be too tiring?"

Zhong Shaoqing: "I haven’t told you yet, but I obtained a temporary residence permit, and Adah and Acheng both have driver’s licenses. Grandpa Lew is shipping us a car, and it should arrive the day after tomorrow. After I handle the paperwork, I can drive back."

Song Yunuan: ...

He had everything so well prepared; it seemed like he really wanted to celebrate the New Year here.

After some thought, Song Yunuan said, "Actually, I’m glad you’re coming, but driving is still not safe. The further north you go, the worse the road conditions, and in some places where the snow is heavy, your car won’t be able to make it through.

If you can buy train tickets, you should still take the train. Ask my Youngest Aunt; if she can come back for the New Year, buy her ticket as well, and then you can travel together. That way, you can look after each other on the trip."

Zhong Shaoqing’s eyes shone brightly as he happily agreed.

He was anxious to buy tickets, but Song Ting’s ticket had already been purchased, and it was a soft sleeper. She was accompanied by several older sisters who were heading to the provincial city for errands, and it just so happened to be on the same route as Song Ting.

Then all the tickets were sold out.

The only tickets available were for New Year’s Eve, but if you left on that day, you’d arrive after it had already turned New Year’s Day.

What was the point then?

What he wanted was New Year’s Eve.

It had been so long since he last celebrated the New Year.

Of course, money can make the devil turn the millstones.

Spending money was also an option, or he could seek help from Old Mr. Ji or Uncle Di.

However, Zhong Shaoqing didn’t want to trouble them.

Zhong Shaoqing didn’t feel left behind or inconvenienced; after all, in Xiangjiang, he could hardly move an inch, but Beidu was much better than Xiangjiang.

So, Zhong Shaoqing found out that there were ticket scalpers around at this time, lurking around the station. They carried yellow shoulder bags and roamed about, specifically targeting those who were desperate to go home or leave but couldn’t buy tickets.

The price was several times that of the normal fare.

That didn’t matter to him.

Zhong Daqiao, his wife, and the young master had gone on trips overseas and even chartered a private jet.

Spending a hundred yuan on a train ticket was nothing compared to what Zhong Daqiao and his family had spent; it was embarrassingly meager.

Adah went to the station to seek out ticket scalpers.

Hospital staff said that as soon as you approached the station, ticket scalpers would swarm around you like flies drawn to the smell of feces.

Of course, this wasn’t an appropriate analogy, but it was more or less the same.

Adah was tall and muscular; although he had restrained himself a lot, he still looked quite fierce.

Consequently, the ticket scalpers kept their distance from him.

Adah didn’t quite understand what was going on until he saw a woman holding a three-to-four-year-old boy preparing to take a trip.

Of course, she couldn’t buy a ticket either.

But she was a middle-aged woman who looked very anxious, so the ticket scalpers sprang into action.

They operated in a group and were quite orderly; it wasn’t a free-for-all situation.

A woman came up to chat.

Adah was close by and overheard. He moved closer, planning to ask if there were any tickets to Nanshan train station.

Any date before the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month would do.

As he approached, he felt something was off. He looked at the woman and child without showing any reaction.

Clearly, the child had been drugged, and the dose seemed a bit high.

If it had been before, Adah might not only have refrained from stopping them, he might have even joined in their wrongdoing.

But now, he hesitated.

However, it was just for an instant; then he grabbed the woman.

Of course, it was chaotic. He snatched the child and held onto the woman with his other hand, shouting loudly that this was a kidnapper and the child had been drugged, asking where the police station at the station was...

Adah’s guess was right, and the child was taken away by his frantic family who had been searching for him far and wide.

As a result, Adah successfully bought three train tickets.

They were sleeper berths, at the original price.

The child’s family even sent a banner of gratitude to the company.

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