Chapter 1169: Arrival

At 4:00 AM, the high-speed train arrived on time.

Not being able to buy a business class seat, Lu Chuan felt his whole body stiffen when he stood up from his seat; he stood for a long time before leaving the station with the crowd.

There was a hotel not far from the high-speed rail station; he opened a day-use room to wash up and rest briefly; just as he was wiping his hair, someone knocked on the door:

"Hello, Mr. Lu?"

Opening the door, a young girl holding a bouquet of flowers was stunned, then dumbfounded.

"Is it my flowers?" Lu Chuan looked at the bouquet of creamy yellow sunflowers.

"Right, right, right!" She woke up like a dream, then handed it over in a daze: "It was selected and matched according to your pictures; the flower materials were carefully selected to be in the most perfect state; the balance is 800..."

Lu Chuan examined the bouquet and revealed a faint smile: "Thank you, you've worked hard; I'll transfer the money now."

The hotel door was quickly closed; the girl walked two steps in the corridor in a daze. Her companion poked her head out from the corner:

"What's wrong? Not enough money?"

She nagged: "That won't do! The 1000 yuan deposit only covers one bouquet, which is quite profitable, but this is the New Year! Flower materials have to be booked in advance, and if we don't open, others won't buy them. Besides, we are delivering flowers on the second day of the New Year!"

"And it's early morning! If I didn't accompany you, would you dare to come alone?"

"How dangerous!"

"How much would a runner cost?"

However, the girl opposite just shook her head and sighed blankly: "Money was given, it's just... so handsome!"

Companion:...

"Don't look at me with that look; I'm really not infatuated; he is really handsome! Amazing! Better looking than xx stars!"

The two discussed and discussed, and finally had to sigh hatefully: "How come such a good-looking man is so meticulous, even when he's away, he still has to book flowers to send to his girlfriend! When it's my turn to be introduced by a relative, why is the height accurate to two decimal places?!"

"Hahaha, I'm going to die laughing! Don't say, he's quite honest; the matchmaker said less than 1.7 meters, and he just said 163.45..."

The two giggled and walked away, and in the room, Lu Chuan looked at the flower materials and adjusted them again; thinking of Song Tan's milky yellow dress, his eyes also softened.

Luck was quite good; the boss of this flower shop found on Meituan was indeed very meticulous and serious. Actually, he was prepared to give up if the flower materials weren't good.

Fortunately, everything was perfect.

Looking at the time, it was almost five o'clock; Lu Chuan put on a shirt and suit, confirmed that the trouser legs were ironed straight, then seriously tied his tie, checked himself in the mirror again, then let out a breath, put on his coat, and went out.

The high-speed rail station was a bit far; driving slowly during the New Year was best—at 6:30 AM, he should be able to arrive home.

Lu Chuan only told Song Tan that he would arrive a bit early, intending not to disturb everyone's rest. But the Song family was very cautious and got up early.

Whether they got up or not didn't affect anything; there was no entertainment in the village at night, and everyone didn't play mahjong last night, so they went to bed very early.

The room was warm, and there wasn't much difference between getting up at 6:00 and 8:00.

Besides, Qiao Qiao had to work hard to make meals for twenty people today, so he went to the kitchen early to check the ingredients, simply wanting to show his best side to the Lu Chuan he liked.

Seeing this, Song Tan had to let them be.

Thinking about it, since there was nothing to do early in the morning, why not wrap tea leaves.

"20 packages of 50g, 50 packages of 5g, right?"

Wu Lan wiped her hands and opened the tea bag, looking at the five catties of tea leaves reserved for drinking until March or April; this would take away two and a half catties at once!

At this moment, she asked curiously: "During the New Year, who still buys tea leaves like this?"

Song Tan laughed: "Not selling, I'm wrapping them to give to Lu Chuan; he has many readers who support him very much."

"Oh oh oh!"

Speaking of Lu Chuan, Wu Lan didn't even feel a bit of heartache for the tea leaves, but asked instead: "Should we prepare some small gift boxes for him?"

"No need." Song Tan shook her head: "Just keep it as it is for now; I've booked some gift boxes with LOGOs in different specifications; when the output increases in the spring, we'll slowly get on the right track. We'll package things like this when we sell them retail this year."

"Just keep these tea leaves as they are."

Song Sancheng was a bit reluctant: "I gave Zhou Maozhu a few catties of tea leaves, and you scolded me... why send so many when giving to others?"

Song Tan's expression remained unchanged: "Dad, think clearly before speaking; what if Lu Chuan buys your second car in a few years?"

"Uncle Zhou came to stir-fry tea leaves; we paid wages, and at that time, there was no money at home; you gave so much at once, who wouldn't feel heartache?"

Song Sancheng first had a vision, then felt embarrassed again.

There was nothing to do early in the morning, and Qiao Qiao said he would boil a pot of porridge and eat with Lu Chuan when he arrived, so everyone's movements were slow.

Weighing back and forth on the electronic scale, packaging and sealing with the sealing machine, and chatting about one or two gossip things in the village...

Not long after, they heard the sound of a car outside the courtyard.

In the middle of winter, it was past 6 o'clock in the morning, and the sky wasn't bright yet, only a bit of blue-purple in the fog on the horizon.

The ordinary car bypassed the bamboo forest that was even greener in the fog and slowly stopped at the courtyard gate.

When the driver got off to take out the suitcase, Lu Chuan also pushed open the car door while holding the flowers.

"My god..."

Song Tan had just finished wrapping the tea leaves and came out, only to hear Wu Lan standing there in a daze, only muttering this sentence.

"?"

She squeezed out from the side of her stunned family curiously.

Only to see in the morning fog, Lu Chuan, wearing a dark gray coat, was holding a bouquet of creamy yellow-based white moonlight sunflowers in his right hand, and lightly supporting the pull-rod suitcase with his left hand.

And inside the coat, a proper suit was visible to the naked eye.

Tall and straight, exceptionally striking.

Song Tan was also shocked.

It was true that she asked Lu Chuan to dress decently.

But she didn't expect his 【decent】 to be so heavy.

This suit and leather shoes, neat and tidy, she had only seen it on TV before.

And for the villagers, they only had a chance to wear a suit in their lifetime when they got married.

Now that it was worn on Lu Chuan, who wouldn't be dumbfounded?

Not to mention he was still holding a bouquet of flowers so romantically!

With so many people, Lu Chuan seemed to be stunned too.

After a while, his ears slowly turned red, and his lips moved twice before he said in a low voice: "Uncle, Aunt, Happy New Year."

Grandma suddenly said "Ouch", then pushed Grandpa's wheelchair and walked towards the kitchen on the side:

"What's that, you guys talk, I forgot I have to give Qiao Qiao a hand—Qiao Qiao, why are you standing there foolishly? Hurry up and cook."

Qiao Qiao "ah" said: "I've already made breakfast—Brother, you look really different!"

He wanted to express his thoughts, but Wu Lan turned around and dragged him into the house:

"Come, come, come, this tea leaf isn't wrapped yet; Qiao Qiao, come help me... Song Sancheng, why are you still standing there?"

In an instant, the courtyard was empty, leaving only Song Tan and Lu Chuan.

Song Tan looked down at her milky white plush home clothes and felt a bit regretful: "I forgot I should have worn something better-looking."

"No need."

Everyone had left, and Lu Chuan's expression was no longer hidden; instead, he stepped forward and handed the sunflowers in his arms: "This flower matches this outfit very well; you look very good dressed like this."

He looked at Song Tan intently; it had only been half a month since they parted, but it felt as if it had been a very, very long time.

He wanted to say, you look a bit cute too.

But thinking about it, he hid his joy in his heart again.

Song Tan also laughed, looked down at the flowers again, her eyes full of joy:

"Is this your favorite white moonlight sunflower? It's just right to keep it this year and watch me plant many, many for you."

She reached out to Lu Chuan: "Wearing so little, are you cold?"

Lu Chuan pursed his lips: "It's fine, I was in the car the whole way."

Before he finished speaking, he was held by Song Tan: "Come in, I'll have Qiao Qiao serve you a bowl of porridge—do you want to eat bean sprout rolls or scallion pancakes with green pepper sauce?"

The romance of spring snow naturally integrated into the most plain and simple life; Lu Chuan pulled his suitcase and followed her footsteps, also making a serious choice:

"I want both."

After entering the house, the whole family was sitting in the living room; even Grandma, who said she was going to the kitchen to burn the fire, had pushed her wheelchair over again.

Looking at Lu Chuan at this moment, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Ouch, I said my vision wasn't bad! Our Xiao Lu is really too handsome, just right for our Tantan."

"Right, right..."

Wu Lan was even more happy; she looked at Lu Chuan, satisfied no matter how she looked, and muttered with heartache:

"Xiao Chuan, don't listen to Tantan about everything in the future. Asking you to dress decently is just a joke..."

"You are already handsome; you look good even without dressing up! Wearing so little in this cold weather, how cold it must be."

Lu Chuan also felt that his dressing today might be too deliberate, and at this moment, he was a bit embarrassed:

"I wore a down jacket on the road, and changed it later in the hotel."

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That child is so cautious!

Song Sancheng couldn't even care about the heartache of spending money; he only knew that they valued his daughter! He hurriedly helped Qiaoqiao bring the breakfast over: "Eat, eat! Warm yourself up."

Lu Chuan hurriedly stood up to take the bowl, but saw Song Sancheng move to the side: "Take off your coat, don't get it dirty later..."

Lu Chuan paused and listened obediently.

But once the coat was off, the Song family fell silent again.

How should I put it?

How should I put it?

In all the novels and TV shows Until Wu Lan has seen, the male lead doesn't compare to her son-in-law!

Now, her face was full of joy, and she was smiling so hard her cheeks hurt: "So good! So good..."

Oh my!

It's a good thing Tantan made her move quickly, otherwise, with everyone going on blind dates during the New Year, if Xiao Lu had come to visit and brought a girlfriend, they wouldn't know how uncomfortable their family would be!

Now it's great, such an excellent son-in-law is their own!

She took out her phone and snapped a photo of Lu Chuan, who was holding the porridge.

After thinking about it, she also took a picture of the bouquet of flowers Song Tan had just placed on the coffee table, and immediately posted it to her Moments:

【Took a car from the Imperial Capital at 4 AM just to give my daughter a bouquet of flowers... The child is so thoughtful!】

Song Sancheng craned his neck to look, then took out his phone and commented below:

"Like."

And over there, only Lu Chuan was holding the bowl, feeling a lot of pressure. So he had to change the subject:

"Uncle, Auntie, it's not convenient to bring gifts on the train, so I only bought some simple things..."

"It's fine, it's fine!"

Until Wu Lan was refreshing her Moments repeatedly, and seeing this, she waved her hands:

"You eat first, gifts or not aren't important at all, the fact that you came is the greatest gesture!"

Song Tan couldn't help but laugh when she saw this, and called out to Qiaoqiao: "Serve a bowl for everyone in the family, let's eat together."

With hot white porridge in their stomachs and fragrant, spicy wraps to eat, on this winter morning, watching the morning sun rise inch by inch from the horizon and the white mist gradually dissipate...

It was another exceptionally perfect morning.

After finishing the meal, Lu Chuan went upstairs with his suitcase, and Until Wu Lan then said to Song Tan:

"Look, look! Your aunt commented on my post, saying she'll be here at nine! She also said Xiao Lu did well! She told Yanping to learn from him..."

Song Tan thought of Dr. Guo and couldn't help but nod: "He really should learn."

As soon as she finished speaking, her phone rang—

【Ahhhhh sister! My dear sister Tantan! Is the boyfriend in my aunt's Moments yours?】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhh!】

【Song Tan! I was wrong! I won't call you that directly anymore... such a divine person is actually your boyfriend... You really are capable! How amazing!】

【My mom just shook me awake to show me the photo... do you understand? You have a boyfriend, so you definitely don't understand...】

【It's that feeling of being struck by a bolt of lightning while half-asleep...】

【With your boyfriend looking like this, how did you guys manage to praise Gong Xinzhi with a clear conscience!】

【Going crazy. jpg】

【I'm getting up now, my mom said she's going to your house at eight...】

A series of messages from Wu Ling, without even giving Song Tan a chance to reply, showed that this early morning had indeed dealt her a heavy blow.

And Song Tan looked at the photo Until Wu Lan had taken...

How to describe it? I can only say, you can tell it's Lu Chuan. His temperament and image weren't really captured at all.

And Until Wu Lan was still shouting: "Someone in our village also commented on my post... Hahaha, she asked if Xiao Lu has any brothers..."

Just as she was speaking, she saw Lu Chuan coming downstairs holding a square, dark green suede box. Seeing everyone looking over, he smiled:

"Uncle, Auntie, these are the gifts I prepared for you."

"What gifts?" Song Tan leaned over curiously: "Didn't I tell you not to bring anything? Traveling by high-speed rail, how could it be convenient?"

As she spoke, she opened the box.

Inside, a whole row of gold jewelry was neatly tucked into the black velvet cloth, including wide gold bracelets that elderly people like, large peony flower necklaces, and round, cute, golden lucky bags...

Golden and exceptionally eye-catching.

Song Tan:...

Lu Chuan cleared his throat: "Other things aren't easy to bring, I thought... maybe this is more practical."

And the Song family opened their mouths, and for a long while, they didn't know what to say.