Qin Hua was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed: "You have grown up."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Dad, don't worry about me. I am already twenty years old and an adult. I can take good care of myself. Otherwise, I will ask my mother to answer the phone?"

"Don't call her!"

Qin Hua stopped her quickly, and then she felt that her tone might be wrong, and explained: "I can't go back during the Chinese New Year. She must be very angry. Don't make her unhappy. Just find a suitable opportunity to tell her..."

A car horn interrupted Qin Hua's voice, and Qin Hua's voice suddenly became rushing: "College is urging me, I have to leave, you can have a good New Year, Happy New Year, Son, wait for me to come back to bring you a gift."

Qin Yang's mood was also slightly complicated for a moment: "Okay, dad, happy New Year!"

"Son, thank you for your understanding of dad... Remember to say hello to your mom for me."

"beep!"

It was the sound of the car's horn again, this time it was two consecutive strokes. Obviously someone was urging Qin Hua, and Qin Hua stopped saying more: "That's it, goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Qin Yang's words were just spoken, and a busy voice had already heard in his ears. It was obvious that Qin Hua had hung up the phone.

Qin Yang put down his cell phone, his expression a little confused.

When Qin Yang opened the call record, he looked at the phone. It was not a mobile phone number, it was obviously a landline number.

Qin Yang thought for a while, walked to his room, closed the door, and then called the Long Group Service Center to check the account number and password, and then the service staff accessed it.

"Lightning, what can I do to help you?"

Qin Yang whispered: "Help me find out the specific location of the next landline number."

"Okay, please tell me."

Qin Yang reported the landline number and waited quietly.

It will naturally not take too long to check the location of the landline number, and soon, the results will be obtained.

"The phone number is a public telephone on Bellland Street, the capital of Tanzania..."

Public phone?

Qin Yang asked a few more questions and hung up the phone, but he fell into deep thought.

Why use a pay phone instead of a mobile phone?

Why do people still get urged to call your family on New Year’s Eve?

I am really so busy at work, so busy that I don’t even have time to talk to my family on the phone?

After a long time, Qin Yang shook his head, threw all the doubts in his heart behind his head, and walked downstairs again.

Qin Yang came to the dining room. Luo Shiqian and Luo Shiya had just started chopping the meat filling. When they saw Qin Yang coming down, Luo Shiqian shouted: "Xiaoyang, you are very strong, come and help me chop the minced meat."

Qin Yang walked over with a smile and took the knife with a smile: "Why don't you just use a machine to minify meat when buying meat?"

Luo Shiqian gave Qin Yang a blank look: "The meat that is grinded by machine is not delicious, it must be chopped by hand to taste."

Luo Shiya said, "You are the only man. If you don't chop, who will chop? Hurry up. My aunt will check it later. Don't be lazy."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, things like chopping meat filling are completely a slight idea, so you can satisfy you."

Qin Yang held a kitchen knife in each hand and raised his arms. The kitchen knife suddenly fell on the chopping board like rain, making a sound.

Qin Yang's knife was not fast, nor very heavy, but it was not fast or slow, and it was very rhythmic. The thin slices of meat quickly fell down Qin Yang and became thinner and thinner.

Luo Shiya came over and took a look, and smiled and said, "It's not bad. If you use this knife skills, you will definitely not starve to death if you are a pier in the future."

Qin Yang said with a smile: "Auntie, you are really right. If you want to talk about a chef, I will definitely not be able to do it, but if you want to be a trunk, I will definitely not be worse than those in those hotels."

Luo Shiya said with a smile: "You're fat, you'll get panting, right?"

Luo Shiqian was tidying up the mushrooms next to her, watching her son and Luo Shiya fight, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

Qin Yang looked at his mother with a smile and said tentatively: "Mom, dad called me just now."

The smile on Luo Shiqian's face froze slightly, and her hands paused: "What did he say?"

Qin Yang said with a smile: "He is in Tanzania now, and his father is working very hard. It's New Year's Eve and is still busy. He wishes us a happy New Year and said he is sorry that he has not been with us on such days..."

After pausing for a moment, Qin Yang explained softly: "I originally said to ask you to answer the phone, but he said you must be still angry with him. On such a day, he doesn't want to make you angry, so we can't have this year, so we didn't ask you to answer the phone."

Luo Shiqian didn't say anything, and there was no expression on her face, and she couldn't tell her happiness and anger.

Qin Yang asked tentatively: "Mom, dad is also kind, you won't be angry, are you?"

Luo Shixi snorted: "Are you talking nice things for your dad?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Actually, I am also an adult man. I have seen a lot of things in the past few years. We have no choice but to do so. For example, today on New Year's Eve, who doesn't want to go home for the New Year and reunite with our family? But many of our Chinese soldiers are still guarding the frontier in the cold wind, many doctors and nurses are still on duty, and the police are also maintaining social order. The staff in front and behind the scenes of the Spring Festival Gala are also working. I think it's understandable, it's not easy."

Luo Shiqian was amused by Qin Yang's words and glared at Qin Yang: "Okay, you can talk, but I'm not angry either. Anyway, I'm used to it. He's there, the atmosphere is still awkward, it's better if you are not there!"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Mom, you're just talking so much. Okay, let's continue making dumplings. Oh, I don't know if my dad has dumplings to eat today in foreign countries..."

Luo Shiqian glanced at Qin Yang and said nothing more. She naturally knew that Qin Yang was talking to Qin Hua, and she would not be angry.

As a son, I hope that the parents will be more harmonious and adjust the parents’ stiff relationship. Only a sensible child can do this. She can only be relieved, but how can she be angry?

Qin Yang's two swords were like the wind, and soon chopped the minced meat. Luo Shiqian took over the mushrooms and liberated Qin Yang.

Qin Yang returned to the sofa and sat down and continued to be lazy. He thought about it and sent a handwritten blessing message to Han Qingqing, Wen Yuyan, Xue Wantong and others.

Although everyone is a little numb from blessing messages these days, and many people are even too lazy to reply, it is always the reason for starting a chat, right?

If you are interested, you will reply and have a few words. If you are unintentional, you will not be omitted.

The message didn't wait, but the phone rang suddenly.

When Qin Yang saw it, he showed a two-smile smile on his face.

Han Qingqing.

Qin Yang answered the phone: "Happy New Year, Han Qingqing!"

“Happy New Year!”

Qin Yang smiled and said, "What are you doing?"

Han Qingqing said with a smile: "My mother and I are spending the New Year at my grandfather's house. We are making New Year's Eve dinner together. Where are you?"

PS:

New Year’s Eve, Lantern Festival.
Chapter completed!