Chapter 95: Mid-Autumn Festival Qiantang Tide Passes, An Ji Day’s Human Fireworks

The wonders of the Qiantang Tide are not only attributed to modern people, but also to the ancient people who migrated here and there.

It's a pity that no matter how majestic the scenery is, it is nothing to the locals. For example, few people in BJ go to the Forbidden City and the Great Wall, and few people in Xi'an are in the mood to queue up to see the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. For An Ji, the Qiantang tide

, more of it still remains in the mouths of others and on TV.

The news that you can see when you turn on your mobile phone is the same report every year. The only good thing is that although the number of people who do not follow the rules and put themselves in danger every year still exists, it has been on a downward trend.

"Stop looking at your phone and look at the road. I might accidentally drop you." All the big and small bags were in An Jianing's hands. He Yanqing followed his daughter, watching the latter holding her phone and looking at it endlessly.

, I couldn’t get angry at all.

He didn't find any inspiration from the news and short videos, but his mother pointed to him again. An Ji put his phone away angrily, put his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, and walked forward.

Seeing An Ji's appearance, He Yanqing frowned slightly and opened his mouth to say something, but finally stopped himself before the words came out and said nothing.

"Come back to see Lao He and the others?"

"Hey, is this girl An Ji? She's growing up so fast. It's been a while since we last met. She must have graduated from college now, right?"

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the community, An Ji's family of three saw an acquaintance. I think it is because his memory has deteriorated with age. The old uncle who was sitting on the chair reading the newspaper could not remember how old An Ji was now. Every time the three of them came here,

I have to be asked this question again and again.

"No, I've all graduated with Ph.D. degrees now." An Ji was a little helpless, but He Yanqing responded calmly, "I recently found a job and I'm basically stable."

"Oh..." The old man paused for a long time, as if he was reflecting on the concept of 'doctor'. After searching in his mind for a long time, he finally thought of it, "That's really good. It was so difficult to be a college student back then!"

"Hey, look at my mind, have I asked this question before?" The old uncle's confusion seemed to be intermittent, but for a moment he remembered that he had asked this question more than once.

The community is a relocation building, and the old neighbors have known each other for decades. It can be said that He Yanqing often talked to his old uncle when he was a child: "Your daughter and the others are coming back today? We bought too many mooncakes, and I don't know if you like them."

This flavor will be sent to you to try when the time comes."

"no, I'm fine……"

"They are all abroad. If they can't come back, I won't be able to make do with it. What's the point of spending the Mid-Autumn Festival alone?"

The old uncle's words made people feel distressed, so that before He Yanqing could say anything, An Ji was the first to speak: "You can celebrate the festival with us."

"You and grandpa are also old neighbors, and we often chat when we sit together."

"No need, it's rare for your family to get together, and I won't cause trouble for you as an outsider." The old uncle said, waving his hands vigorously.

"My dad usually doesn't have anyone to talk to. If you go, he won't know how happy he will be." Seeing that his daughter took the initiative to speak, it seemed that she would not be unhappy because she invited outsiders to be guests without authorization. He Yanqing was naturally even more happy.

Invite this old uncle steadily.

"Yes, there are not many people with whom grandpa and grandma can chat. It will be deserted for you to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone, so it is better to come together with everyone."

After the mother and daughter tried their best to invite them, the old uncle really knew that hospitality was hard to refuse, so he wanted to go home to get some things and come back to find An Ji's family.

Courtesy comes from outside. He Yanqing knows the character of the older generation and is absolutely unwilling to owe anything to others. If his family invited this old uncle to be a guest, he would not ask him to bring some food and wine to the banquet.

Sex, I guess the old uncle would definitely not agree to it.

"Okay, let's go up and wait for you first. Do you know which floor it is?"

"I know, I know!" the old uncle responded. Lingqi took the chair downstairs and hurriedly walked towards home. She seemed to be very happy, "Don't worry about me, just go up first."

The management level of the relocation building and resettlement building is not as good as that of the commercial building. The furnishings in the elevator are a bit old. The small green-painted wooden chairs placed beside it vaguely evoke memories of An Ji's childhood.

"We're here, let's go," the elevator door opened, and He Yanqing greeted her daughter and husband, "Check everything, don't lose it, I won't trust you two taking things."

Seeing An Jia Ning put the bag on the ground in an effort to save trouble, He Yanqing immediately stared: "Put it on the ground again. There is a piece of clothing in there. Are you a rag to wipe the floor?"

Perhaps the family of three was making too much noise, or perhaps Grandpa An Ji and Grandma had already noticed them when they appeared downstairs. They were counting the time to get up. Before He Yanqing could finish his words, he heard the door open.

Voice.

"It's okay, it's okay, the clothes need to be washed, and there are bags outside." It was An Ji's grandmother who spoke. When she opened the door, she saw her daughter scolding her son-in-law, "What are you buying us so many things for? Do you need them?"

It’s all wasted.”

Reaching out to take the large and small bags from the three people's hands, Grandma An Ji welcomed them into the house: "Come on, I'll take a handful. It's quite heavy after carrying it all the way."

"Dad, Mom, the uncle downstairs will come to our house later to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with us."

After hearing what He Yanqing said, Mr. and Mrs. He were stunned for a moment, and then they realized what was going on and nodded: "Okay, that's a good thing, it just makes it more lively. I'll ask your dad to go downstairs."

Go buy some food."

"Grandma, no need. I can buy it on my mobile phone." Seeing her grandma pushing her grandpa, she was about to go downstairs to buy groceries. An Ji, who was sitting on the sofa nearby, hurriedly pulled her back and said, "You and grandpa

Whatever you want to eat, it won’t take long to be delivered.”

"It's so convenient now. I don't even have to go out. Everything is at home!"

What my granddaughter said made her grandma extremely happy. Even though she had seen it more than once or twice, she still looked surprised even when she did something as simple as using her mobile phone to buy groceries. It was all because An Ji was still a child.

Generally coaxing.

The mother was pampering her daughter again. He Yanqing felt that if things continued like this, An Ji would be spoiled sooner or later, and he would not consider the consequences of what he would do. He frowned and looked at An Ji, indicating to the latter that he knew something about it.

He Yanqing should know that his reminder is only useful to his daughter and is of no use to his mother. As soon as his eyes were passed to An Ji, the grandmother stood up and said, "Grandma doesn't have anything she likes or dislikes, as long as she

As long as you like to eat, grandma can make it for you whatever you want to eat."

"mom……"

"Okay, okay, An Ji has been studying in other provinces these years, and it's only been a little more than a year since he graduated. You always talk about things that are available and not available." While criticizing his daughter, the grandmother did not forget to talk to him.

The granddaughter raised her eyebrows and said, "Ignore your mother. This stupid HI grandma has to listen to me no matter what she does!"

An Ji always felt that his grandma was like an old child. But the old child always protected and thought of himself. So when He Yanqing was helpless to his mother, the former had a faint smile on his face,

Pulled grandma next to her and sat down.

"How are you doing these days? I heard your mother said you found a job?" He Yanqing had already taken over his daughter's work and started buying fruits and vegetables. Grandma was fine, so she took An Ji's hand and patted it gently.

Now that An Ji is getting older, grandma regrets that she has passed the time when she can hold An Ji in her arms: "How about it, is it a design one, or something?"

"Well..." Getting used to it doesn't mean that you like it, and doing well doesn't mean that you are willing to do it. When it comes to things that he doesn't want to mention, the light in An Ji's eyes dims a bit, "It's not bad, and the salary is okay.

.”

An Ji didn't want to bring his emotions to his grandmother, so after finishing what he said before, he quickly added this sentence: "It's easy to do what I usually do. It's either design or copywriting, which is quite consistent with my university major.

"

"That's not bad." Sure enough, grandma nodded reassuringly, picked up the tea that was drying on the side and handed it to An Ji, "Here, drink some, the skin on your mouth is peeling. You are still tired at ordinary times. Pay attention.

Rest more."

After taking a sip of water from his grandmother's hand, An Ji stood up and put the cup back on the coffee table under his mother's gaze. Unexpectedly, his grandmother cut him off halfway.

"No, I remember what you said you wanted to do during that time... Sigh, my brain is not working right now." Putting the tea cup back on the coffee table, grandma suddenly remembered the previous conversation with An Ji, and turned around

Looking at his granddaughter, he asked, "Why did you suddenly start going to work?"

"Your mother found it for you, right?"

"You don't need to be in a hurry to get to work. You can take a look at the great places while you're young, otherwise you'll end up like us, old, unable to walk, and unable to do anything you want to do..."

The grandmother is obviously more open-minded than the mother He Yanqing. Perhaps because of the doting of her parents from another generation, the former always feels that it is best for An Ji to do whatever he wants. In any case, he has money in his hands, which is enough.

My granddaughter lives her life without thinking about so-called 'reality' at all.

"Mom, it's time to eat. Stop chatting with her. Look at how absent-minded she is." He Yanqing didn't know if his mother would say something to support An Ji that she didn't want her daughter to do after careful consideration.

.

Just as he was talking, the vegetables He Yanqing had just bought had arrived at the door, and were picked up by An Jianing and brought into the house. The former took this opportunity to separate his daughter from his mother: "The uncle downstairs will be here in a moment.

Don't just sit here, accompany me to the kitchen to wash vegetables and cook."

"Mom, you and Dad can watch TV while I cook." He Yanqing said, not forgetting to give his daughter a wink at the same time. The latter immediately stood up and went to look for her daughter who had already walked into the kitchen.

An Jianing.

It was He Yanqing who came to educate the granddaughter. Even if the grandmother deliberately interfered, she could not overstep her authority and step over the mother. She sighed and took a step back: "Okay, let's talk after dinner."

As soon as he entered the kitchen, He Yanqing was already muttering in a low voice: "What do you call what you are cutting? Hob block. Who will eat it if you cut it straight like this?"

"Okay, you go ahead and steam the rice, and I'll fry this... There are outsiders here, how about taking it out for people to see?"

"Shuisha..."

"Zi la!"

"Cough cough cough... cough cough!"

The intertwined sounds in the kitchen were enough for He Yanqing to communicate with the father and daughter at a volume that did not need to be heard by their parents. He coughed twice at the smoke rising in front of him, and He Yanqing immediately spoke.

"Your grandpa and grandma are old. Don't even try to make trouble for them. If you have any questions, let's go back and talk to them."

"They spoil you for everything, but you also have to think about what you will do when we get old...cough cough cough cough cough!" He coughed for a while, until He Yanqing's tears came out, and then

He continued: "Don't you believe that their worries about me are the same as yours."

"If I didn't have such a stable job, they wouldn't miss me any less than I miss you."

"Let the water go?" Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, An Jianing interrupted at the right time.
To be continued...