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Chapter 782 - 351 Xie Shuyu, Zhang Yan

Chapter 782: Chapter 351 Xie Shuyu, Zhang Yan

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

Thanks to the country’s policies, even Tang Song’s unremarkable northern rural hometown had paved, well-regulated roads.

Just a bit narrow, and with people occasionally parking haphazardly by the roadside, the traffic conditions weren’t ideal.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, Tang Jianying’s eyes were bright, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

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

Xu Feng in the back seat leaned forward, chatting excitedly with Tang Song about her impressions of the car.

"I’ve ridden in a couple of Mercedes wedding cars, but none were as good as ours."

"The leather is so soft, and it even has wooden accents..."

...

Tang Song explained the differences between various Mercedes series to his mom while chatting about domestic matters.

Soon, the surroundings became more and more familiar.

A small shop piled full with goods, the smoke wafting from Emperor Guan Temple, neighbors chatting by the roadside...

"We’re home," Tang Jianying announced, parking the car in the vacant lot outside the house.

The car engine died, but he did not immediately get out.

Instead, he leaned back in his seat, feeling the luxurious Mercedes interior.

Staring at the Chery QQ parked ahead.

The vehicle was dirty, with a piece of transparent tape stuck to the rear taillight.

That was the only transportation the family had before; Tang Jianying bought it in 2011, a 1.0L manual navigation edition.

At that time, it cost about 40,000 yuan.

Now it was a 13-year-old car with frequent minor issues and no trunk space for transporting goods.

He typically drove the family electric tricycle; after all, the hardware store was just one kilometer from home.

Looking at the old, decrepit Chery QQ and then the elegant and luxurious Mercedes S-Class he was in.

It was like a vivid contrast between himself and his son.

Although his son’s achievements made him proud, as parents always hope for their children’s success,

at the same time, as a father, he felt an indescribable, complex sense of loss.

He originally planned to work hard and run the hardware store well, to save up for a house for his son.

But at this moment, Tang Song no longer needed such minor help.

He couldn’t offer him any effective advice or support.

For a moment, a myriad of feelings surged in Tang Jianying’s heart.

Xu Feng patted him on the arm, snapping, "Get out of the car! What are you daydreaming about!"

"Yeah, get out, get out. I’ll cook when we get home!" Tang Jianying quickly snapped back to reality, followed suit, and opened the car door to get down.

With the family of three appearing on the street,

especially seeing Tang Jianying stepping out of the driver’s seat,

two elderly ladies sitting and chatting by the roadside instantly widened their eyes in surprise.

When the car had passed by earlier, they were enviously discussing which wealthy relative from Yan City had come back.

They hadn’t expected it to be Tang Jianying’s family.

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

"Oh, Song has changed so much, much thinner and more handsome than during the New Year! If I saw him outside, I wouldn’t dare to recognize him!"

Hearing the lively conversations around her, Xu Feng cleared her throat and gave a simple explanation.

Seeing their dumbstruck, shocked expressions, the smile at the corner of her mouth was harder to suppress than an AK.

Much of happiness comes from comparison.

This is especially true in the rural environment.

Because she was ill, and Tang Jianying was laid off by the flour factory, their family had faced significant difficulties in recent years.

And because of borrowing money, relationships with many people had become strained.

Now, with her son returning in glory, she truly felt the thrill of success, with nothing more satisfying.

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The familiar vermilion doors slowly opened.

Then, the father and son brought the items from the trunk into the house.

It was a very ordinary rural self-built house, two stories with a modest-sized yard.

Constructed over ten years ago, it looked somewhat rundown.

White walls, white floor tiles.

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

Although it couldn’t compare to his current residence in YJTC, it had a kind of cozy, warm household atmosphere.

Feeling the familiar environment, seeing his parents’ beaming faces, breathing familiar scents, Tang Song fully relaxed.

The security, sense of belonging, and comfort provided by "home" couldn’t be matched by any other place.

Knowing he was coming today, his parents had stewed braised beef and a big pork knuckle the night before.

With steamed rice, they also cooked several of his favorite dishes.

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

Xu Feng inquired about Tang Song’s weight loss and fitness journey with concern.

During those three years working in the Imperial City, striving to earn more, Tang Song’s physical condition visibly declined, becoming pudgy.

For her, the surprise of her son suddenly earning a lot of money was immense, but even more reassuring was his now healthy and strong physique.

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

After the steaming hot lunch was over,

Tang Song brought out the gifts he bought, happily sharing them with his parents.

"Mom, this bag is all yours. You have to pay attention to skincare from now on. These are Helena and Lamer, recommended by friends, very suitable for your age. Also gold jewelry—you always said you’d wear gold and silver once we made it big."

"Dad, this is for you. I remember your shaver is years old, so I got you a good one, along with a belt and a watch. Try them on."