Almost at the door of the house, Bai Song called his mother and said that he would be home soon.

On the phone, Bai Song's mother was not happy, and she frequently asked Bai Song if she was hungry, cold, and if she had food or something.

The uncle driver has been listening with his ears in a daze, and he sounds comfortable!

Yes, he is very comfortable.

This is a very complicated mood. To be more specific, the uncle likes the profession of civil servant very much. When he feels that Bai Song is not a civil servant, he feels that Bai Song is average everywhere. But when he learned that Bai Song was a national civil servant, he felt, "Look at them, how good a life is! The young man is handsome, stylish, and energetic!"

With this feeling, Bai Song's mother's surprise on the phone met the driver's expectations.

Because the driver's uncle felt that if one day his son was admitted to the civil service and he went home to call him during the New Year, he would answer the phone in such a pleasant surprise!

Thinking of this, the uncle is very, very happy!

"You go home early, thank you." Bai Song gave the money before getting in the car, and now only needs to take things.

"Hey, I'll come here." The driver got out of the car and helped Bai Song to take things out from the trunk: "The young man is so tall! That's great! I won't run tonight, and I will go home later with our son. Educate him and let him work hard too! Look at how good you are now!"

It's only ten o'clock in the evening, and the driver originally planned to run to twelve o'clock or one or two o'clock today, but he didn't want to run and go home! He has been thinking for a while how to tell his wife and children what he saw and heard today.

""Bai Song felt a little helpless,"Uncle, I still advise you, you can choose to listen or not. This industry is not as good as you think, and of course it is not so bad. Your child studies hard, and you must support the postgraduate entrance exam. But if he has a great future in the future, there will be thousands of roads in the world."

"En, I understand." The driver smashed Bai Song, feeling reasonable. Because of Bai Song's identity, he felt that Bai Song was knowledgeable and made sense in everything he said.

"You slow down." Bai Song took his own things and said goodbye to the driver.

When he originally went to Lin Yang, he basically didn't bring anything. But when I went home, I bought some local specialties and the like, so there were a lot of things, but he was too simple to mention this thing with his grid.

Looking at Bai Song's back, the uncle still admired: "Well, this young man is really nice, his waist is straight, he's taller! It's great to be a civil servant!"

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Bai Song is almost staggered and tall and has a wool relationship with this one!

When he got home, Bai Song still felt when he climbed the stairs. This kind of driver is the most common one, like the one he encountered at the Sanlin Road police station when he first went to work, the one who later asked Li Han to suggest that there was a murder organization. Very few.

Eh? Why did you want to go there again?

Harm, Bai Song just these brain circuits

"I heard the sound of walking in the corridor, and I knew it was you!" Zhou Li wore an apron and smiled on her face. Bai Song opened the door just as she walked up the corner of the stairs.

"Mom, why are you still cooking?" Bai Song looked at his mother's apron and said, "I ate on the plane!"

"Look at you, you are hungry and thin! I ran so far in Qin Province a few days ago. How can I be full of that food on the plane? Your dad is waiting for you, so you can eat two more bites." Mother Bai left the door open and went to the kitchen. Bai Song smelled a very fragrant fried chicken.

"Okay" Bai Song put his things down and saw Bai Yulong sitting on the sofa, with six or seven dishes, a bottle of white wine, and two cups on the big coffee table.

Because it's the Chinese New Year, domestic families don't need any preparation, anyone can take out a table of dishes casually.

"Mom! There are so many dishes, no need to fry, I can't eat a few bites!" Bai Song was about to go to the kitchen to find his mother.

"Don't worry about your mother, you got off the plane, why don't you have a hot meal, come and sit." Bai Yulong beckoned.

"Okay" Bai Song took off his coat, changed his slippers, went to sit down and chatted with his father while eating.

Father Bai didn't speak, but just listened to Bai Song's words, and he felt comfortable in his heart.

Soon, Bai Mu’s chili fried chicken was ready and placed on the table, ready to continue cooking, but Bai Song stopped him: “Mom, don’t go, don’t go, I really can’t eat it.”

"Well, there is no need to fry, you can rest for a while." Bai Yulong also persuaded.

"I'm not tired, I'll sit here with your father and you for a while." The white mother sat on the sofa and was happy looking at her son.

Humph, nothing is as good as a son!

After chatting, Zhou Li also took a cup and drank with him and his father.

Speaking of it, Bai Song rarely sees his mother drink, but she remembers that she has a good amount of alcohol.

They didn’t drink too much. The three of them drank a bottle of ordinary Fenjiu. After twelve o’clock, they rested.

At six o'clock in the morning, Bai Song's biological clock woke him up on time. He got dressed and planned to get up and run.

"You got up so early? Don't you sleep more?" Zhou Li was cooking in the kitchen: "Aren't you going to see your uncle and them today? I miss you very much."

"Go, I'll go for a run first, and then go after dinner." Bai Song said.

"Okay, go, it snowed a few days ago, don't run, just go for a walk." Zhou Li asked.

"I'm going to run in the playground of my junior high school." Bai Song said while putting on clothes.

"It's all on holiday, no one else can let you in."

"Don't worry," Bai Song went out.

He is more familiar with the air in his hometown, and the humidity is relatively high, which makes him feel comfortable.

It's natural that you can't get in to junior high school, but because of the holidays, there are few people there, and there are no people running or running. After Bai Song ran for more than 20 minutes, he felt that every cell in his body was refreshed, and the sequelae caused by the little wine he drank last night were also wiped out.

After running, Bai Song went home, and his mother had filled his father's car.

Bai Song has a lot of relatives~lightnovelpub.net~According to the rules of Jiaodong, the visit must be in the morning, and then after a stroll, choose one for dinner.

"This is your aunt's, your aunt's age is old, and no one at home drinks alcohol, so she brought milk and eight-treasure porridge; this is your second aunt's, your second uncle loves to drink" Zhou Li told Bai Song for a long time, Bai Song helpless , Took the mobile phone memo to write it down.

Going to relatives can be regarded as one of the tasks of a son.

Many relatives, Bai Song, have not seen him for two years. He has grown up and has gone far, but when he comes home and sees his relatives, he still feels the same as before.

Except for my second uncle who was recently obsessed with a scam that promised high-profit investments, the other relatives were fine and there was no problem, but everyone looked at Bai Song's attitude more seriously than before.

With relatives, Bai Song completely became a "child of someone else's family."

When I asked, I knew that all the relatives knew that I had gone to the ministry

all know? What the **** is this!

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