Endless Fall - Chapter 175

   Chapter 175 Going to the Lin Family to Celebrate Birthday

  Lin Kanglu corrected him: “This is called a Tang suit.” He flicked his shoulders twice: “Have you two worn them?”

   “The old man only wears it.”

   “We are still young, not like you.” Pei Zhen admired the surrounding furnishings: “Old man Lin is enjoying himself, he has already lived in a villa.”

  Lin Kanglu gave them a look.

   He expected that he would be trapped if he continued, so he pretended not to hear: “You two came empty-handed?”

   “Or else I have to give you a gift?” Chu Kui raised Erlang’s legs and drank two sips of tea poured by Fang Liu.

   “How dare you come without the gift?”

   “We have no money.” He looked at Lin Hongyuan confidently: “Is there food without gifts?”

   “Yes.” Lin Hongyuan was amused by him: “It’s fine for you and Uncle Pei to eat here for a month.”

   “Look.” Pei Zhen gave Lin Kanglu a look and said cheerfully, “Your son is more sensible than you.”

  Lin Kanglu narrowed his eyes slightly.

   His eyes wandered on the old man Pei, and suddenly he laughed: “It’s normal for juniors to be naughty, I don’t care about you.”

   “What junior?”

   “Pei Zhi calls me grandpa. According to this seniority, you, Pei Zhen, should also call me uncle.”

   “Old man Lin, are you embarrassed!?”

  Chu Kui’s laughter, which was not too big of a deal to watch the fun, intertwined with the quarrel, making the living room a lot more lively.

   They were clamoring for action, but they were stopped by Lin Hongyuan, and after a while they sat at the mahjong table as if nothing had happened.

   In the evening, Pei Zhi and the two arrived at the villa.

   They put down the birthday gifts prepared for Lin Kanglu and sat at the square table, watching the mahjong being rubbed.

   “Second child, give me some change.” Pei Zhen didn’t have much cash with him, and he lost all of it.

   “Is five hundred enough?”

“enough.”

   Pei Zhi took out several RMB in different denominations from his wallet and put them on his right hand.

   He picked up the fruit plate and asked them to feed a cherries to Lin Jiao’s mouth: “How long have you been sitting at the card table?”

   “Not long.” Lin Kanglu, who was very lucky, looked up at him: “It’s less than three hours.”

“Who’s winning?”

   “I’m with you Uncle Chu.”

   “Who said it clearly at the end?” Pei Zhen disagreed with him: “Really, Hongyuan?”

   Lin Hongyuan, who has always been very good at playing mahjong, nodded in agreement and asked Fang Liu to help him read the cards.

   “姣姣.” He drew out a sheet of eight, and he was too busy to look at her: “Ask Yanshen where they are.”

   “It’s almost there.” Lin Jiao spat out the core, clicked on WeChat and looked at the message he received three minutes ago.

   Not long after her voice fell, Zhou Yanshen, carrying two gift boxes, walked in unhurriedly.

   He put his arms on Lin Kanglu’s shoulders: “The old man is in good luck today, he has won so much.”

   “That’s not right.” Lin Kanglu smiled and glanced childishly at the losers on both sides.

   He got up halfway: “Hongyuan and old man Pei are almost at the bottom of their losses, you give them some water.”

   “OK.” Zhou Yanshen sat down with a cigarette in his mouth.

   The red blood in his eyes was clearly seen by Lin Hongyuan, who was sitting on the right: “Are you messing around outside these two days?”

  Lin Hongyuan once ‘bribed’ Zhou Yanshen many times in order to meet Lin Kanglu, and he also got closer to him in those years.

   He treats Zhou Yanshen as his own son, and gives him more love than his biological parents. He always talks to him when they meet him.

   “I didn’t mess around.” Zhou Yanshen was used to being nagged by him, and he was not impatient: “I’ve been busy chasing people lately.”

   “The entertainment industry again? How many times have I told you that those people are for fame and fortune…”

   “She’s a doctor.”

  Lin Hongyuan: “Doctor?” Hearing him say that the other party is Lin Jiao’s friend, he reminded: “Don’t play around with those bells and whistles this time. If you want to deal with others, be single-minded.”

   Zhou Yanshen responded seriously: “I know.”

   In order to avoid the old man coming back from the bathroom to remind him, he had to use mahjong to divert Lin Hongyuan’s attention.

   After they finished a lap, Pei Yilan and the Pei family rushed to the villa, followed by Shen Yi and Chu Yuzhou.

  Chu Yuzhou’s parents were still on a business trip. He carried the family’s gift by himself and slowly handed it to Pei Zhi.

   “I’m exhausted.” He took a breath, his eyes fell on Pei Yilan: “Where’s Jiang Ye?”

   “He’s on the set and can’t leave.”

   “I also said I would have two drinks with him at night.”

   “Brother Yan can accompany you to drink.” Pei Yilan took Bai Ying’s arm and took the seat, smiling inexplicably.

  Chu Yuzhou got goosebumps all over.

   He didn’t find a chance to ask, and followed Mr. Chu into the dining room to congratulate Lin Kanglu on his birthday.

   “I wish Grandpa Songhe Changchun good health every year.” Lin Jiao took the lead in raising his glass and toasting him.

  Lin Kanglu was happy when he saw her smiling face.

   He took out a stack of red envelopes from his pocket and stuffed one into her hand: “You and Pei Zhi will have a big fat boy soon.”

   “It’s still early.” Lin Jiao looked at Pei Zhi and bumped into his eyes without any bias, her cheeks flushed suddenly.

   The second she looked away, Pei Zhi held that hand tightly: “Don’t worry, I’ll let you hold your great-grandson in two years.”

  Lin Kanglu said three times in a row: “Then I’ll wait.” He gave Pei Zhi another red envelope and waited for others to say congratulations.

   Zhou Yanshen’s blessing is very simple, just say “Shou Bi Nanshan is as blessed as the East Sea” and get a red envelope.

   But before he turned around, he whispered into Lin Kanglu’s ear and said in a voice he could hear, “Soon you will have a grandson-in-law.”

  Lin Kanglu paused: “Really?”

   “Of course.” He briefly explained Qian Yue’s situation to reassure him: “I’ll bring her back in the next year.”

   “Don’t fool me.”

“Certainly not.”

   Seeing that the grandfather and grandson finished whispering, Shen Yi and the others stepped forward to toast one after another, and did not hold the corners of Lin Kanglu’s coaxed mouth down.

  Lin Hongyuan, who had eaten five flavors and drank a lot of white wine, got up with a cup and said in his heart: “Dad, I used to be sorry for you. I’m really happy that you are willing to come back and let me do my filial piety.”

   Some time ago, he had been thinking about whether they had not lived together for many years, whether there would be estrangement, and whether they would become estranged.

   But when he came back, he realized that the family relationship between their father and son had never changed.

  The only thing that has changed is that he can’t wait to follow his **** every day, so that he can only stop for a while when he is annoyed.

   “Forget about the past.” Lin Kanglu saw that his eyes were red, and said awkwardly: “You sit down quickly, don’t embarrass me.”

   The concern in his eyes was real, Lin Hongyuan smiled suddenly, and then held back his tears.

   He greeted others to eat vegetables, and the boulders that had been backed up in his heart for many years finally disappeared under the laughter and laughter.

   A group of people accompany Lin Kanglu to cut the cake, either start mahjong activities or chat in the living room.

   Zhou Yanshen and Shen Yi each held a case of canned beer and called them to the lounge on the top floor.

   He sat on the carpet by the window, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he talked about his relationship with Qian Yue: “We haven’t seen each other for six days.”

   (end of this chapter)