Chapter 347: Xie Shu Yu, Zhang Yan

The silver Mercedes-Benz S-Class carried the family and slowly drove into the village on the edge of the small town.

Thanks to national policies, even this unremarkable northern rural town, Tang Song's hometown, had paved flat and regulated roads.

It was just a bit narrow, and with people parking randomly on the side of the road from time to time, the traffic environment wasn't considered good.

Tang Jianying, sitting in the driver's seat, had eyes shining with spirit, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

Every time he passed another vehicle, he was extra cautious.

Xu Feng in the back row leaned forward, excitedly telling Tang Song about her feelings about the car.

"I've sat in Mercedes-Benz wedding cars a few times, but none were as good as ours."

"This leather is really soft, and there's wood decoration..."

…

Tang Song explained the differences between the various Mercedes-Benz series to his mother while chatting about family matters with her.

Soon, the surrounding environment became more and more familiar.

The small shop piled with things, the Guandi Temple with curling smoke, neighbors chatting on the side of the street...

"We're home." Tang Jianying said, stopping the car on the open space outside the door.

The car engine was turned off, but he didn't get out immediately.

Instead, he leaned back in the chair, touching the exquisite and luxurious interior of the Mercedes-Benz.

Looking at a Chery QQ parked in front.

The car body was dirty, and the rear headlight was still stuck with a piece of transparent tape.

That was the only commuter car the family had before, bought by Tang Jianying in 2011, the 1.0L manual pilot version.

It cost almost 40,000 yuan at the time.

Now it was already an old car of 13 years, with all kinds of minor problems constantly, and because it didn't have much of a trunk, it couldn't even transport goods.

He generally drove the family's electric tricycle daily; anyway, the hardware store was only one kilometer away from home.

Looking at that dilapidated, aging Chery QQ, then looking at the elegant and luxurious Mercedes-Benz S-Class beneath him.

It was as if it were a vivid contrast between himself and his son.

His son being able to achieve something naturally made him proud and honored; after all, parents only ever hope for their children to be better.

But at the same time, as a father, a kind of unspeakable, complex sense of loss also arose in his heart.

He had originally thought about working hard to run the hardware store well and save up an apartment for his son.

But Tang Song at this moment no longer needed these insignificant helps.

And he couldn't give him any effective advice or support either.

For a moment, Tang Jianying's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Xu Feng patted him on the arm and said indignantly, "Hurry up and get out of the car! What are you dazing for!"

"Yeah, get out, get out, I'll cook when we get home!" Tang Jianying quickly came back to his senses, followed by pushing open the car door and walking down.

As the family of three appeared on the street.

Especially looking at Tang Jianying, who got out of the driver's seat.

Two aunts sitting on the side chatting instantly widened their eyes, their faces revealing expressions of astonishment.

When this car passed by before, they were enviously discussing whose wealthy relative from Yancheng had returned.

As a result, they didn't expect it to be Tang Jianying's family.

"Xu Feng, whose big Benz is this? This car is really impressive!"

"Yo, Little Song has changed so much; he's much thinner and much more handsome than during the New Year! If I ran into him outside, I wouldn't dare recognize him!"

Listening to the noisy sounds in his ears, Xu Feng cleared her throat and explained a few simple words.

Looking at their dull, shocked expressions, the smile on the corner of her mouth was truly harder to suppress than an AK.

Happiness largely comes from comparison.

This is especially true in the big environment of the countryside.

Because she was sick and Tang Jianying was fired from the flour mill, their family had been particularly difficult in recent years.

And because of borrowing money from people, their relationship with many people had become strained.

Now that her son had returned home in glory, she had a good experience of the feeling of "spring breeze and galloping horses," and her heart couldn't be more comfortable.

…

The familiar vermilion gate slowly opened.

Immediately after, the father and son moved the things in the trunk into the house.

This was a very ordinary self-built rural building, two stories high, with a small-to-medium-sized courtyard.

It had been built for more than ten years and looked somewhat dilapidated.

White walls, white floor tiles.

The home appliances inside were all bought by Tang Song online in April.

Although it couldn't compare to the Yanjing Tiangcheng where he lived now, it just had a kind of warm and soft atmosphere of life.

Feeling the familiar environment, looking at his smiling parents, and breathing the familiar scent, Tang Song completely relaxed.

The sense of security, belonging, and comfort brought by "home" is something no other place can give.

Because they knew he was coming today, his parents had stewed beef in sauce and a big pork knuckle last night.

Steamed rice and stir-fried a few dishes he loved to eat.

Soon, the family sat around the dining table, eating and chatting.

Xu Feng asked with concern about Tang Song's weight loss and fitness process.

During the three years he worked in the Imperial Capital, in order to earn more money, Tang Song's physical quality had visibly declined, becoming flabby.

For her, it was a pleasant surprise that her son suddenly earned a lot of money, but what made her feel more at ease was her son's healthy and strong physique now.

Tang Jianying lowered his head, holding his phone, and occasionally searched for keywords like "Songmei Clothing" and "He Yiyi" on Douyin.

After finishing the steaming hot lunch.

Tang Song took out the gifts he bought and happily shared them with his parents.

"Mom, everything in this bag is yours; you have to pay attention to skincare in the future. This is Helena Rubinstein and La Mer recommended by a friend, very suitable for your age. Also, gold jewelry, didn't you always say you wanted to wear gold and silver after getting rich?"

"Dad, this is yours. I remember your razor has been used for several years; I bought you a good one, and also a belt and a wristwatch, try them on and see."

"Why is this gold bracelet so heavy, how much does it cost! And this necklace, you can't spend money so recklessly even if you're rich!"

"Alright, Mom, gold preserves value, just consider it saving money."

"Why does your dad's watch look so high-end, how much is it?"

"A little over 80,000, Jaeger-LeCoultre Master Moon Phase series, can also see the date and moon phase, 50 meters waterproof."

"Oh my! So expensive? How can your dad afford such an expensive watch?"

…

The 1.5 million Mercedes-Benz car was, after all, a big item and a necessity, so they didn't have much of a feeling yet.

But looking at this table of gifts worth over 200,000, the shock in their hearts was huge.

After all, their family had been in a state of debt before, and it wasn't until the second half of last year that they paid it off.

After giving the gifts, Tang Song sat on the sofa and had a serious conversation with his parents.

He selectively talked about the situation of his company.

With the explosive popularity of "He Yiyi," Songmei Clothing now possessed extremely strong profitability.

Live-streaming sales is also an industry with very high profits, and the future money prospects are limitless.

Because the internet was flooded with a large amount of news about "internet celebrities getting rich overnight," Tang Jianying and his wife didn't have any doubts.

At the end of the conversation.

Tang Song said seriously and honestly, "Dad, Mom, I really don't lack money now, and my career has also gotten on the right track; our family will get better and better.

I hope you can be healthy and live a long life; the work in the hardware store is too hard, you can transfer it out later.

If you really can't stay idle, you can discuss what easy things you want to do, and I will absolutely support you.

Mom, didn't you always want to buy an apartment in the county town? Let's go to the most high-end residential area tomorrow, and I'll buy you one in full.

Dad, didn't you like the Audi A6L the most? Let's buy one too! You'll have face when you go out to gather with old colleagues in the future."

In Tang Song's heart, several images had always been buried.

There was the powerlessness and melancholy of his mother holding a real estate brochure.

There was also the envy and shrinking of his father when seeing his former old colleagues driving an A6L.

The greatest significance that wealth freedom brought him was letting himself and those around him live a better life.

Listening to Tang Song's words, Tang Jianying and Xu Feng's eyes flashed with crystal clear tears.

Recalling the stumbling of his son learning to walk when he was young, his little growth after going to school, and then comparing it to his current maturity, steadiness, confidence, and vigor.

It was like watching a sapling he planted with his own hands grow into a towering tree after experiencing wind and rain, starting to shelter the whole family from the wind and rain.

This sense of satisfaction cannot be expressed in words.

……

In the bedroom on the second floor, Tang Song stood in the center of the room and looked around, feeling full of peace and comfort.

Although he hadn't come back to live for half a year, it was still clean and tidy, and the sheets and quilt covers had just been changed.

Turning on the air conditioner, leaning on the chair, he stretched comfortably.

"Ding-dong—" A text message notification sounded.

Tang Song picked it up and took a look.

"【China Merchants Bank】 Your account ending in 3866 received a part-time income of 8000.00 yuan on August 05 at 14:30."

The part-time fee for Glimmer Coffee arrived on time.

Looking at this text message, Tang Song's gaze flickered slightly.

Throughout the entire month of August, because Glimmer Coffee was busy with financing, due diligence, and the partner lawsuit.

He didn't have any work here at all.

Xie Shu Yu, this female CEO, was really good to him.

Xie Shu Yu's figure seemed to appear before Tang Song's eyes again.

She was truly a very temperamental mature woman, and also the most outstanding woman Tang Song had come into contact with at the time.

Rich, dignified, elegant, fashionable, clean and neat, elegant and tall, with eyes shining with spirit.

Because the first meeting left an extremely deep impression and impact, plus his poor performance and inferiority.

In his contact with Xie Shu Yu, Tang Song always had a sense of taboo about "overcoming the superior."

She was also like an anchor point, witnessing his changes bit by bit.

With his current wealth and ability, the reason he still thought about investing in a company like Glimmer Coffee was ultimately because of Xie Shu Yu.

He really liked this female CEO who was once high and unreachable.

Thinking of the first day the Scholar copy opened, the hug in the evening breeze, and the satisfaction and pleasure at that time.

Tang Song's heart felt a strange touch.

Picking up his phone, finding Xie Shu Yu's number, he dialed it directly.

"Beep, beep—"

The phone was answered after a few rings.

"Hello, Little Song, is there anything you need?" A pleasant "royal sister" voice came from the receiver.

Different from Wen Ruan's soft, charming sexiness, her voice carried a thick intellectual coldness.

Tang Song said softly, "Hello, Sister Xie Shu Yu, just received the part-time fee, thank you."

"Heh, no need to be so polite, this is what you deserve."

The two exchanged concerns and greetings for a few words.

Tang Song asked, "The exclusivity agreement in the investment intent letter from Tiancheng Capital has ended, right? How is the financing of Glimmer Coffee progressing now?"

There was silence on the phone for a moment, and Xie Shu Yu whispered, "It's all over, the financing is also over; it's a pity, I failed in the end."

Listening to her words, Tang Song could feel the strong unwillingness and helplessness in her heart.

Due to market competition, the coffee shop was already difficult to finance, and after her unremitting efforts, it finally saw the light of day.

Now that it fell short at the last link, the pain in her heart could be imagined.

"Sister Xie Shu Yu, when you have time, I'll go to the company headquarters and have a good chat with you about the financing; I have a lot to say to you."

Tang Song had already arranged for people to contact the other two shareholders of Glimmer Coffee, and the investment in Glimmer Coffee was about to unfold.

"Uh..." Xie Shu Yu on the other end of the phone paused, her voice suddenly softening, "Sure, but I'm going to set off to return to my hometown in a while to accompany my parents and see friends; I won't be able to return to Yancheng until next Thursday."

"Then I'll wait until you return to Yancheng to talk; by the way, Sister Xie Shu Yu, where is your hometown?"

"Quancheng." Xie Shu Yu's voice carried some faint smiles, "My parents also grew up in Jingxian before, and only moved to Quancheng later. Actually, when choosing part-time staff, I had many choices. The reason I chose you was also because we are fellow villagers."

Hearing these words, Tang Song's eyes revealed a look of astonishment and sudden realization.

Jingxian is a county under Quancheng, and also Tang Song's hometown. No wonder Xie Shu Yu had always taken such good care of him.

Smiling, Tang Song said warmly, "Sister Xie Shu Yu, we really have a fate; I just returned to Jingxian this morning and am currently accompanying my parents in my hometown."

"Ah? What a coincidence."

"Yes, it's just such a coincidence! I'm also going to stay here for a few days, so let's meet in Quancheng when you have time."

"Sure, I'll call you later!" Xie Shu Yu's voice suddenly became pleasant.

Tang Song leaned on the chair and chatted with Xie Shu Yu for a while about the recent changes and developments in Quancheng and Jingxian, and then ended the call.

Lying lazily on the bed, taking out his phone, he continued to read that book "Wrong Room, Then Picked Up a Domineering CEO."

From time to time, he could hear some uncle or aunt coming to knock on the door, followed by laughter and conversation.

The opening of this book was actually quite interesting; the story's direction was always unexpected, with a big imagination, completely not following the usual path.

As the story unfolded, looking at the character setting of Xu Yanqing inside, Tang Song's sense of déjà vu became stronger and stronger.

This was a combination of Xu Qing and Shen Yu Yan.

"Qingqing is never full" is definitely Xu Qing!

He really wanted to know how Xu Qing was writing about him.

……

Shengyuan Jiajing Residential Area, Building 9, Room 401.

Hanging up the phone, Xie Shu Yu stood in place and dazed for a while.

When she looked up, she happened to see the raised corners of her lips in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Shaking her head, Xie Shu Yu picked up her suitcase and walked outside.

Recently, she basically hadn't rested, busy running around every day.

In addition to the operation of the coffee shop, she also had to cooperate with Tiancheng Capital's due diligence and the bank's review.

Now that the dust had settled, she only felt filled with fatigue and loss all over.

For her, the best way to heal was to return to her hometown and spend some time with her parents.

Chat about family matters and listen to the stories of their youth.

More than an hour later, the black BMW 7 Series slowly drove into a high-end residential area in Quancheng.

Locking the car door, Xie Shu Yu walked into the elevator room with big strides.

Her long, beautiful legs were straight and symmetrical, and her round, tight buttocks and slender waist formed an excellent curve.

Different from her usual professional attire, today she was wearing a tight T-shirt, pencil pants, and a duckbill cap.

She had some unique youth and sexiness on her.

Taking the elevator to the 1st floor, turning a corner in the corridor, Xie Shu Yu knocked on the door.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

"Oh my, hurry in, Little Yu, give me the things!" Xie's mother instantly beamed with joy, took the bag and suitcase from her daughter's hand, and handed the slippers to her feet.

"Your dad was still nagging yesterday, asking me to call you; although he doesn't say it, he actually misses you very much."

"I'll call him; he's playing badminton with your Uncle Li outside right now."

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Changing into comfortable slippers, listening to her mother's voice, Xie Shu Yu's mood gradually calmed down, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

Eating a few bites of the fruit handed by her mother.

Xie Shu Yu lay on the sofa, crossing her legs, and chatted with her mother one sentence after another.

She was born into a particularly harmonious and happy family; her parents were open-minded and gentle in character, and both had retired at home.

Originally, she wanted to take her parents to Yancheng to live together, but their social relationships were all in Quancheng, so they finally stayed locally.

After earning money, Xie Shu Yu bought her parents a house on the first floor with a garden in a high-end residential area here.

More than ten minutes passed.

The sound of the door lock sounded, and immediately after, Xie's father, wearing sportswear and a smiling face, walked in.

"Dad, you're back."

"Little Yu, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."

Xie Shu Yu pursed her lips and thought for a while, laughing, "Sweet and sour pork ribs, shredded potatoes with vinegar, boiled meat slices."

"Alright! I'll go buy some fresh pork ribs and tenderloin in a while."

The three chatted in the living room for a while, with laughter and joy constantly.

Xie Shu Yu's spirit also gradually recovered.

Watching Xie's father hum a little tune and go out to buy groceries, Xie's mother patted her daughter's thigh.

Suddenly asked: "Little Yu, what are you really thinking? Tell Mom the truth, are you really not planning to get married?"

Xie Shu Yu instantly perked up, vigilant: "Mom, you and Dad said before that you wouldn't interfere in these things; even if I don't get married for a lifetime, it's fine. Are you trying to urge me to marry now?"

Her parents were both very open-minded people, only hoping that their daughter could be safe and happy in the future.

After she succeeded in her business and initially achieved wealth freedom, they gave up supervision of her marriage.

After all, she could live very well by herself; if she found an unreliable partner, it would be suffering instead.

"Not urging you." Xie's mother smiled helplessly, hesitating for a long time before saying: "Whether you get married or not, we won't care about you, as long as you are happy and happy yourself.

But you are already 32 years old this year; if you plan to have children, it's better to be early, so as not to become an older pregnant woman."

"Mom, you think too much; I don't even have a partner now."

Xie's mother looked at her daughter and whispered: "Then try to find one? If you don't have confidence in managing a marriage, you don't have to get married. Your dad and I are retired every day with nothing to do; if there's a little grandson, we will definitely take good care of you, it won't affect your work."

Xie Shu Yu said pointedly: "It's you who want to hold a grandson, right?"

"Sigh, we are mainly considering you; anyway, you are a person with your own ideas, the decision-making power is still in your hands."

Her daughter was a workaholic, a strong woman, and not round enough in emotions, with a somewhat strong and cold personality.

So she hadn't talked about love until now, and they were also worried that their daughter couldn't manage a marriage well.

Of course, they also had high expectations; perhaps when she was prepared for childbirth, she could find a suitable partner to step into the marriage hall with heart.

"I know, Mom." Xie Shu Yu nodded, stood up and said: "I'll go to the room and lie down for a while, work has been a bit tiring recently."

She was a very rational person and knew that what her mother said was no problem.

Over 35 years old is an older pregnant woman, and it would be very dangerous to want children then.

Especially since she controlled her diet every day and her work was saturated, her body was actually very bad.

Irregular menstruation was a common occurrence, and she would have stomach pain from time to time.

…

The bedroom door was gently closed.

"Creak—" Xie Shu Yu threw herself directly onto the soft big bed.

The decoration of the whole room was not as elegant and dignified as she appeared.

Instead, it was filled with a playful and cute atmosphere.

A layer of cartoon-style carpet was laid on the floor.

Four-piece set with colored polka dots, also embroidered with the pattern of Chibi Maruko-chan.

Many anime posters were pasted on the wall.

"Chibi Maruko-chan," "Cardcaptor Sakura," "Inuyasha"...

Born in 1991, she was a genuine post-90s generation.

She had had non-mainstream hairstyles, chased idol dramas, listened to Jay with an MP3, and watched many classic anime.

One dream in the past was to go to Shizuoka City in the Sakura Country to walk around.

Visit the prototype school of Chibi Maruko-chan, feel the real atmosphere of the campus scenes in the animation, and experience Maruko's campus life.

But when she had money, she didn't have that mood anymore.

I don't know when it started, she was immersed in work and making money.

Probably because she was old?

Thinking of this, Xie Shu Yu turned over while holding a plush toy.

Looking at the ceiling, she dazed.

She was indeed old; if she really wanted to find someone to have a child...

The blank ceiling flashed, and a handsome and tall figure appeared in a trance.

She never denied Tang Song's physiological attraction to herself.

For example, that hug last time made her have several messy dreams all night.

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9 o'clock in the evening.

Tang Song sat up abruptly from the bed, whispering: "Good for you, Xu Qing! Writing like this, huh?"

Watching the "Tang Song" in the book pull off a series of desperate, bootlicking stunts, Tang Song's brow twitched frantically.

Xu Yanqing and Gu Peisi were at odds and quarreled, and he licked his face and stuck up to help.

Xu Yanqing only agreed to go on a date with him to stimulate her CEO lover.

At least from the early stage, this was writing himself as a naked clown!

It just so happened that because the characters she wrote were three-dimensional and affectionate enough, many readers were particularly buying it, and the comments were all comments feeling sorry for "Tang Song."

Suddenly, a comment caught his sight.

【Ice and Snow Little Snow: "The author updates too slowly, seeing this on the second brush, I feel so sorry for my little Songzi, being abused by the heroine like this. Fortunately, he was competitive enough later, sleeping with Xu Yanqing in a mess. Not saying more, I'm going to review the sub-fan, go see little Songzi stir-fry."】

This comment had quite a high number of likes, and there were many "+1" and "+1" below.

Tang Song's eyelids jumped, and the expression on his face was very wonderful.

Good guy! Big silly Qing, your path is wild enough! Actually even wrote small h-articles!

This must be seen!

Curiosity was completely hooked, Tang Song came to the book homepage and clicked to apply to join the group.

The page jumped to mobile QQ, hesitated for a moment, Tang Song did not submit the application.

The nickname of this account was his real name, and there were many classmates and friends from the University of Science and Technology inside, which was easily discovered by Xu Qing.

Thinking about it, Tang Song searched in the friend list and found another QQ number of his that hadn't been logged in for several years.

Fill in the number, password, click login, enter the verification code, done.

Apply to join the group again, click submit.

While waiting for the group management to review, Tang Song came to the main interface to take a look.

Because only unread messages from the last 7 days were kept, the chat list was empty.

This account was applied for when he was in elementary school; at that time, there was no WeChat, and classmates and friends communicated through QQ.

The people added inside were all classmates from elementary and middle school.

Later, when he went to high school, he changed to a smoother QQ number, and this one was only used occasionally when logging into games.

Later, when he went to college, as he devoted himself to study, this account was almost never used.

Entering the QQ space, he scanned it casually.

Seeing his once incomparably "chuunibyou" status updates and logs, Tang Song's old face flushed red.

To avoid being seen by Xu Qing in the future, delete directly.

Click to enter the message board.

Actually saw a few recent messages.

【Zhang Yan (2023-01-22): Happy Spring Festival! The new year is here! Come on!】

【Zhang Yan (2022-12-09): Happy 25th birthday to you!】

…

Tang Song continued to flip down, the expression on his face somewhat stunned.

There were not many friends on this account of his, and the content on the message board was basically posted by Zhang Yan.

Not just these two years, but in the 10 years since 2013, she would leave messages of blessing every birthday and Spring Festival.

Occasionally mixed with information like "step on it," "take a look," "come on."

For Zhang Yan, his memory was still quite clear.

After all, she was his deskmate for three years in middle school.

She was a very shy and gentle girl who would blush at every turn.

However, after the high school entrance examination ended in 2013, he went to No. 1 Middle School, and Zhang Yan went to No. 2 Middle School.

From that time on, the contact between the two became very little.

Only remembered occasionally bumping into her in the cafeteria or playground of No. 1 Middle School, saying she came to find classmates to play. ===== CHAPTER 348 =====