Chapter 306: Hong Kong 2.0

"Alright, alright, let's go."

There is also a clinic room and a row of medicine cabinets on the second floor, while the rest are individual staff dormitories.

"Master, look who has come."

"Who is it?"

Lao Wang was organizing his medical case notes; five years of time had not made Lao Wang look aged, but rather, he was in high spirits.

The moment Lao Wang saw Zhang Ping'an, he was also a bit stunned, and then, just like Wang Chang'an, he rubbed his eyes, as if he could not believe it.

"Master."

"Grandpa, is it a surprise?"

"Ping'an, is it really you? How did you..." Lao Wang could not have imagined in his wildest dreams that Zhang Ping'an would come at this time.

"Master..." Zhang Ping'an explained it to Lao Wang once again.

"Hahaha, alright, alright, let's go, let's go home and eat." Lao Wang stepped forward and patted Zhang Ping'an on the shoulder.

If one were to say who Lao Wang had worried about most these past few years, it was Zhang Ping'an; after their family left, Zhang Ping'an would certainly have been held accountable, and seeing Zhang Ping'an safe and sound now, he also set down the heavy stone in his heart.

"Okay."

"This villa is your home. Besides Xiao Ling and the children, only your grandmother and I live here."

"However, the children only come back in the evening; they eat at school at noon."

"The eldest and Lao Er both live not far to the left and right, and Chang'an and the others live across the street."

Zhang Ping'an clicked his tongue in secret; he had taken a look when he arrived just now, and the vicinity was basically all villas. Although some were large and some small, they certainly were not cheap, and he feared the Wang Family had spent most of their savings on buying these houses.

The three of them walked into the villa, and Wang Xiaoling ran off impatiently to tell Grandmother the good news that Zhang Ping'an had arrived.

"Silly girl, have you gone silly from missing Ping'an?"

As expected, Grandmother's reaction was the same as everyone else's; she did not believe Zhang Ping'an would come.

"Grandma~ just go out and take a look and you'll know."

"Grandma." It was not until Zhang Ping'an appeared in the living room that Grandmother finally believed it.

"Good, good, good, Ping'an, I thought it was just this girl Xiao Ling suffering from lovesickness again."

"Grandma~"

"Alright, alright, enough of that. Come, Ping'an, Grandma just learned how to make Western food, you try some."

Grandmother had nothing to do here, so she spent all day in the kitchen studying culinary arts, and recently she had been delving into Western cuisine.

"Okay."

Before long, Grandmother brought out three plates of steak; knowing they did not like it rare, she had made them all well-done.

"You all try it first, there is smoked beef in the oven that will be ready soon too."

"Mm, delicious, but it's a bit worse than the spiced beef Brother Ping'an makes."

"Hahaha."

What Grandmother made was indeed delicious, tender without being dry, and full of juices; one could only say the research was not in vain.

"Xiao Ling is right, perhaps it's the ingredients, or perhaps nothing can compare to the taste in our memories."

"Then I'll make you a big Chinese feast tonight; I've learned quite a lot from the head chef in our courtyard over these years."

"Hahaha, good."

After finishing lunch, the old couple went to the front, leaving the space to Zhang Ping'an and his wife.

And so, the two did not leave the bed all afternoon; it was truly like thunder striking fire, and the two completely released the longing of these five years.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Zhang Ping'an looked at the sleeping Wang Xiaoling in front of him, used his space to replace the stagnant air in the room, and then quietly went out for a trip, returning with various ingredients in his hands.

He had just finished preparing all the ingredients in the kitchen and was about to show off his skills when he saw five teenagers walk in.

"Dad?"

"Ah! Dad, it really is you, Wanqiu missed you so much."

Zhang Ping'an was quickly surrounded by the five children, who kept calling "Dad, Dad, Dad."

"Hahaha, alright, alright, Wanqiu, don't cry, don't cry."

Having not seen them for five years, the eldest twins, Weidong and Weijun, were already fourteen, and the triplets were already eleven.

"Dad will make you a big feast; you can just teach Dad how to use these kitchen utensils."

Did Zhang Ping'an not know how to use these utensils? Of course not, he was just distracting them, and sure enough, their attention was quickly diverted.

One by one, they put on small aprons; those who were to pick vegetables picked them, those who were to wash vegetables washed them, and Zhang Wanqiu was responsible for teaching Zhang Ping'an how to use the kitchenware.

An hour and a half later, Braised Pork, spiced beef, steamed Big Yellow Fish, chicken soup, oysters, abalone, big lobster, and other seafood—just smelling the fragrance was enough to make one drool.

"Wanqiu, go upstairs and call your mother down to eat, Weidong, you go call Grandpa and Grandma."

"Got it."

"Got it, Dad."

Zhang Wanqiu had just been wondering why she hadn't seen her mother at the clinic in the front; so she was at home after all.

"Mom, why are you sleeping in the middle of the day? Dad has already finished cooking, let's go down and eat."

"Mm, okay."

Wang Xiaoling had no strength in her body at this moment; the intense exercise the two had engaged in for an hour or so in the afternoon had consumed too much of her stamina, and thinking of the madness in the afternoon, Wang Xiaoling's face turned slightly hot.

"Wanqiu, you go down first, Mom will go down once I've put on my clothes."

"Oh, okay."

Wang Xiaoling took a shower in the bathroom, and she felt a bit more energetic; she shook her weak legs, put on her clothes, and went downstairs.

"Xiao Ling, come over quickly, we're just waiting for you."

"Mm."

"It really has to be the taste of home that's delicious," Lao Wang said, squinting his eyes in satisfaction as he ate the Braised Pork.

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm."

The few children all nodded frantically; this was the best meal they had eaten in the five years they had been in Xiangjiang.

"Eat slowly, everyone. I made plenty today, enough for all of you to eat."

Zhang Ping'an had made nearly twenty catties of spiced beef alone, and the other dishes were also served in basins.

"Grandpa, let's have a drink."

"Good, good, come on."

This was the Tiger Bone Wine brought over back then, and there wasn't much left; the two of them, grandfather and grandson, finished the small half-bottle, one cup for each.

After the meal, the family sat together in the living room watching television; this modernized decor made Zhang Ping'an feel a bit like he had returned to his past life.

With a beauty on each side—one big and one small—and his four sons, this feeling of being surrounded by family was simply too blissful.

At nine o'clock in the evening, everyone washed up and returned to their rooms to sleep; naturally, Zhang Ping'an and his wife couldn't avoid a great battle.

Even with a few hours of recovery in between, Wang Xiaoling was still pinned down and beaten, and only after she begged for mercy did Zhang Ping'an let her go.

"Brother Ping'an, your fire is so intense."

"Hm?"

"Don't," Wang Xiaoling said, hurriedly surrendering as she watched Zhang Ping'an about to stir again.

"Xiao Ling, how are Brother Dahu and Jia Erge doing now?"

Zhang Ping'an also needed to distract himself; looking at Wang Xiaoling, he always had the urge to devour her.

"Well, after Dahu adapted to Xiangjiang, he went out. Four years ago, they bought a plot of land and built a training base; it seems they have been training people ever since."

"They also come back every few days to see us and buy some medicinal herbs to take back. Now, it seems there are nearly a hundred people."

"But they are all just half-grown boys; the oldest ones are probably only fourteen or fifteen years old now."

"Hmm..."

"As for Second Brother, he opened a car repair shop at Dahu's place, and it seems he has opened five of them now."

"He used discarded old cars to modify them into brand-new ones, with speeds that surpassed new sports cars. Afterward, many wealthy people sought him out to modify cars, and it seems he stopped after making quite a bit of money."

"The five repair shops now are all managed by his apprentices. He is currently collaborating with the Na Family; the Na Family provides the money, and he provides the technology, preparing to research a car of his own. Xiao'e told me all of this."

"Oh, speaking of Xiao'e, I also gave her the Body Refining Technique three years ago. She promised not to give it to anyone else, and she reached Great Accomplishment in Body Refining before the new year."

"Let her teach it if she wants."

Zhang Ping'an frowned slightly, but thinking of the intentions of the two of them, he smiled helplessly.