Chatper 69 (2/2)

Qin Yiyue didn't expect him to make such an arrangement, "Is this appropriate?"

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law are only you. This year is your first year of marriage. You can't let them feel deserted."

"Yeah. I'll call my parents today and tell them, thank you for this arrangement."

He Qiaoyan smiled, bowed his head and ate breakfast.

Qin Yiyue drove her little POLO out after breakfast.

While waiting for the traffic lights, she called her mother, "Ms. Luo Mingmei, the New Year's Eve dinner is ready tomorrow, and your son-in-law said that he will go home to eat with you and Comrade Qin Qiuyang at noon."

"Really? The son-in-law is more thoughtful, and I'll prepare right now."

"Well. Mom, you said that I will go back to the mansion with your son-in-law for the New Year, how should I behave? Sometimes I feel that I am a bit dull, especially when your son-in-law is very thoughtful for us, I feel very sorry. "

"Even if you have a conscience, you can still think like that."

Qin Yiyue scratched her head, "I felt the same way before, but I found that I didn't do it well. I also felt this way about Xiaobao. At first I thought I was doing okay, but that's actually it. "

Luo Mingmei's tone paused, and she asked with concern: "Baby, are you a bit inferior? This isn't like you."

"Your son-in-law is not perfect like a normal person. Your little grandson seems to be very close to me, but in fact I can't help him. Can I not feel inferior?"

"Forget it, I can't make it clear on the phone. You guys will come over for dinner tomorrow, let's meet and talk."

"Well. Goodbye, Mom."

**

In addition to routine doctor visits and ward rounds, many medical staff are busy distributing New Year's goods and decorating wards, so that patients who stay in the hospital for the New Year will have a New Year's atmosphere.

In addition, the hospital gave out so many gifts that one person couldn't carry them.

Neither Xiao An nor Yang Ruowei had a car, so Qin Yiyue drove them both home.

Yang Ruowei is the car tonight, and Qin Yiyue will wait for her to go home to pick up her luggage and send her to the station.

On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar new year, the station is crowded with people, and it is difficult to move around.

Looking at this battle, Qin Yiyue felt her scalp go numb.

She has lived in Qincheng since she was a child, and went to school in Qincheng from her toddler to her postgraduate graduation.

Although I often walk around with my parents, I have never experienced the Spring Festival travel season.

Qin Yiyue asked: "How do you carry your luggage to the entrance?"

"If you walk over, they will give way." Yang Ruowei smiled indifferently, "Give me the luggage, and you can go back."

Qin Yiyue looked at Yang Ruowei's slender arms and legs, "I'd better take you to the car."

"Then be careful."

Qin Yiyue nodded, followed Yang Ruowei with two large suitcases, and squeezed into the crowd.

The short 20-meter road was squeezed for five minutes.

Originally, people without a ticket were not allowed to enter the ticket gate, but when the ticket inspector saw Yang Ruowei's huge pile of luggage, and also saw that Qin Yiyue didn't look like a revenge terrorist, he reluctantly agreed.

Qin Yiyue then helped Yang Ruowei stuff all the luggage and gifts from the hospital into the luggage locker of the express bus, and said: "Don't save a few dollars when you get off the bus, let the pullers at the station help you Get out of the station, you know?"

"Understood, my brother will come to pick me up." Yang Ruowei looked at Qin Yiyue gratefully, "Yiyue, thank you. Also, thank you for giving me my birthday present."

"Do we need to be so polite between us? Get on the bus, I saw the ticket inspector glaring at me, and have a good trip."

"Uh-huh."

Qin Yiyue managed to get out of the station and drove home.

Seeing her returning with two boxes of gifts on her shoulders, Luo Mingmei asked in confusion, "The things from your hospital?"

"Well. Give you and Dad two boxes, and the other half will take it back to the mansion tomorrow. How about this arrangement?"

"Very good." Luo Mingmei raised her chin, "Take it to the kitchen, wash your hands by the way, and get ready for dinner."