Chapter 118 Capital Railway Station (second update)

Release time: 2025-04-08 17:56:40
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Ye Jing was dissatisfied when she heard this. She didn’t care how old her son was outside, so she twisted his arm: “It’s a good thing you are still doing diplomatic work now and don’t know any etiquette.”

“They finally came back to the capital. How could you not pick them up?”

“Your mom, I have to prepare lunch at home, otherwise I have to pick them up at the train station.”

“Don’t be ignorant, just let Xiao Zhang go there. Even if Shengsheng has no objection, the others in the courtyard will say that we don’t like Shengsheng and don’t value Xiaochi, the child.”

Ye Jing insisted on letting her son pick them up, so that others could see how they valued them.

Fu Yuan frowned when he heard this. Even if he was reluctant, he would still go out when the time came.

Of course, Fu Yuan didn’t tell his mother about Song Shengsheng’s life experience, and did not tell her that Song Shengsheng is not a child from a farmer’s family. She is the youngest daughter of the Huo family in China, and his fiancée who almost got married.

He didn’t even tell his father.

Of course, the fewer people know about Song Shengsheng’s identity, the better.

The Huo family has not been rehabilitated, and Huo Yan is still renovating it.

Any time you let others know that she is the daughter of the Huo family is a trouble.

“Mom, I’ll stay at home to prepare lunch, you go and pick them up.” Fu Yuan was still a little reluctant to go.

Ye Jing didn’t take his tricks and lost her patience: “Hurry up, don’t be too slow, and don’t let people wait in a hurry.”

Fu Yuan had no choice but to do anything about his mother, and driver Xiao Zhang was also waiting outside.

The driver greeted Fu Yuan with a smile.

Fu Yuan frowned and got into the car. The car drove out of the courtyard, and the guard even saluted.

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Capital Railway Station, the train from Ningcheng has arrived at the station.

Song Shengsheng didn’t have to carry big and small bags like others, she just held her son’s hand tightly.

The capital railway station is crowded with people, and the eyes are filled with dense heads.

The staff checked their documents and took them to another dedicated passage for military personnel.

Fu Cheng was carrying simple luggage, holding her with his other hand and not putting it down, for fear that he would get lost.

Song Shengsheng came to the capital for the second time, and was not as nervous as the time he just came back. He was not too scared to stay by his side.

In the 1970s, public security was still a bit chaotic.

Although all aspects are strictly controlled, there are always people who are not afraid of death to do something stealing.

The sun was a little sunny outside the train station. Song Shengsheng hid in his figure and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. She asked, “We are going to take the bus, right?”r>
Last time Fu Cheng took her to the capital bus, and there was also a special ticket seller in the bus.

Fu Cheng said, “No, someone will pick you up.”

After saying this, Xiao Zhang, the driver who had just parked the car, also saw them and waved to them from afar.

Fu Yuan also saw his brother’s family of three.

Fu Yuan got out of the car, his face was not dissatisfied.

He walked over, his eyes not on Song Shengsheng from beginning to end, but only looked at his younger brother, “Get on the bus, mom is preparing lunch at home.”

Fu Cheng’s five fingers pressed against Song Shengsheng’s hand, and he said as he walked, “Brother, you take the co-pilot, and the three of us squeezed in the back.”

The military car is also spacious in the back row.

The family of three sat in the back, not crowded at all.

Fu Yuan didn’t say anything. He sat in the passenger seat and could see the people in the back row through the rearview mirror.

The little nephew seemed to have something to say, clumsy and hardworking to climb onto her mother’s knees, circling her neck, and whisperingly didn’t know what to say in her ear.

Song Shengsheng held his son in his arms, and after listening to the whispers in his ears, he lowered his head and kissed the boy’s cheek.

This scene doesn’t look like she doesn’t love children.