PDLP Chapter 552 The Wind Rises
Chapter 552 The Wind Rises
The group chatted warmly with the old man for a while, but he repeatedly declined the old man's enthusiastic invitation to come to his home.
He was in high spirits as he returned to this familiar place, and he took the lead with a confident stride, guiding everyone through the intricate network of alleyways.
Not long after.
The group arrived at a tightly closed door.
This is a courtyard house with high walls, the paint on the door panels is mottled, and the locks are rusty.
Yu Huan glanced casually at the cement utility pole standing to her right. It looked very familiar, and the corners of her mouth under her mask involuntarily turned up.
"I think I came here once when I was a child, but it's been so long that I don't remember clearly."
"Yes, we came here." The old man stood in front of the door with his hands on his hips, turning to his eldest grandson to reply, "Back then, your second maternal uncle still lived here, and we came to visit him."
"Oh." Yu Huan nodded gently, pondering for a moment.
He had visited Yanjing once with his grandparents. At that time, he was indeed a little kid who had just started elementary school.
The afternoon sun shone brightly, and after walking around for a while, the group felt a little warm.
Duan Yue then took off his coat, pulled up his belt, and asked with a smile, "Yu Huan, since your grandmother is a native of Yanjing, how did she meet your grandfather?"
"Going to the countryside," Yu Huan blurted out without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Duan Yue nodded knowingly.
Sister Ru craned her neck to look at the lock, then suddenly interjected, "Grandma Yu, the door's locked, and it doesn't look like anyone lives here. I guess we can't get in, right?"
The old man turned to the side and said slowly, "This courtyard house can't be demolished. If it were rented out, their families are all quite well-off and don't lack the rent. So it's just left empty and no one lives there."
Seeing the faint sigh on the old man's face, Yu Huan couldn't help but tease him, "My grandpa used to live here for many years. Now that he's returned to his old haunts, he's probably feeling nostalgic and immersed in the sweet memories he shared with grandma. He doesn't want to leave!"
"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting!" The old man laughed and raised his hand, giving Yu Huan a sharp rap on the forehead.
Yu Huan raised his hand and rubbed his temples, then just smiled nonchalantly.
Lin Yourong watched the grandfather and grandson joking around, her eyes and brows between her hat brim and mask radiating a bright smile.
The group walked and stopped frequently along the way.
At Yu Huan's strong suggestion, they first went to Wenyu Cheese Shop to try some local snacks, and then took the opportunity to visit several former residences of famous people nearby.
Before we knew it, it was almost 5 p.m.
As the sun sets, the clouds seem to be set ablaze, with fiery clouds spreading across half the sky.
Duan Yue led everyone to Qingyunlou Restaurant in Houhai, which is considered the earliest high-end Shandong cuisine restaurant in Yanjing, where they enjoyed a sumptuous dinner.
Next.
Yu Huan and his group rushed to the high-speed rail station and took the high-speed train back to Changsha.
Compared to the airport, the high-speed rail station is much farther from Yu Huan's hometown.
The group followed closely toward the exit.
Before Yu Huan could speak, Lin Yourong had already slowed down her pace. After the old man, who was a few steps behind, caught up, she smiled and said, "Grandpa, it's so late. Why don't you come stay with us?"
"I'll just take a taxi home myself. Tomorrow's Monday, and you all have things to do." The old man waved his hand without hesitation.
Yu Huan, pulling her suitcase with one hand, turned around upon hearing the conversation between the two people behind her, and spoke with a smile.
"Please don't refuse, sir! You've never visited your eldest grandson before! Besides, it's so late, and it's such a long way for you to take a taxi home alone. We're really worried about you!" "This... wouldn't that be too much trouble for you?" The old man pursed his lips, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
Lin Yourong turned her head slightly, keenly catching the old man's subtle change in expression, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, it's no trouble at all! We've been looking forward to you coming to visit us for a long time."
“That’s right! There’s no time like the present!” Yu Huan quickly chimed in.
As if remembering something, the old man suddenly lowered his voice and asked mysteriously, "Has the Lantern Festival Gala that CCTV broadcast tonight already ended?"
Seeing the old man's smug expression, Yu Huan laughed and said, "It's over. What a pity, we won't get to see your granddaughter-in-law make her grand entrance!"
Sister Ru, who was following behind, also chimed in with a smile: "Watching the video online tomorrow is the same, isn't it?"
They chatted and laughed as they strolled slowly with the flow of people.
Even though it was past 10 p.m., the waiting area at the high-speed rail station was still bustling with people.
Taxis pulled up one after another in an orderly fashion to pick up and drop off passengers.
The group split into two groups and got into taxis, heading in different directions and to different destinations.
At this moment, the old man was still in relatively good spirits. He sat in the passenger seat, speaking in the Changsha dialect, chatting with the driver about all sorts of things.
In the back row, Lin Yourong rested her head on Yu Huan's shoulder, her eyes half-closed, clearly showing that the journey had taken its toll on her.
Yu Huan patted her thigh and said gently, "If you're sleepy, take a nap. It'll probably take another half hour to get home."
"No, I want to lie in bed and sleep some more."
Lin Yourong's voice, barely audible from beneath her mask, carried a hint of coquettishness and languor.
Yu Huan smiled and didn't try to persuade her any further. He simply reached out and pulled her closer to his chest so she could be more comfortable.
The taxi moved smoothly along the road.
As the old man spoke in a cheerful, soft voice, Lin Yourong's breathing gradually became steady and even.
The occasional slight bumps in the car only made her more drowsy.
Before long, he drifted off to sleep...
The next day.
noon.
After finishing his meal at the cafeteria, Yu Huan slumped lazily in his office chair, casually scrolled through the mouse, opened his browser, and skillfully logged into Weibo.
He drove his father and wife to work early this morning, and then spent the whole morning at his workplace. Now that he finally has some free time, he can't wait to see his wife's performance on stage at the Lantern Festival Gala.
Yu Huan casually clicked on the trending topics list and immediately saw '#Lin Su is in the wind#', which was ranked first.
Clicking into the topic instantly filled the webpage with stage screenshots and all sorts of compliments.
A quick scroll through the videos revealed that many music bloggers had shared the performance video, and it received unanimous praise.
It's worth noting that "The Wind Rises" became an instant hit across the country as a single, with almost everyone on the streets humming a few lines.
This is my first time performing live!
His wife's performance received unanimous praise from the public, and Yu Huan couldn't help but smile, feeling proud as well. (End of Chapter)