There are many hills and mountains in southwestern Zhejiang, and Yushan Town, where Chen Song’s hometown is located, is even more in the mountains. This way, the SUV can still walk steadily along the mountain road, which is enough to prove that Zhang Zhiduo does have good driving skills.

Chen Song would never dare to drive on such a mountain road, so he could show off his might on the flat Highway No. 1. If he returns to his hometown to drive, he would have to change the license plate and change it to dish B at the beginning of Zhejiang B.

It is already April, and the mountainous areas in southwestern Zhejiang have seen green early. The scenery is not as good as summer and autumn, but it also has a charm.

Opening the window and enjoying the spring breeze, Chen Song couldn't help but sigh: "It's still the beauty of my hometown."

This is not his feeling of pretending to be comparing. The scenery in southwestern Zhejiang is famous throughout the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai area. The mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist all year round. The four seasons are distinct but there is no heat in summer. The snow is abundant in winter, the spring flowers are late, and the autumn moon is high. Any season has a unique flavor.

After driving into Yushan Town, the car drove along the road for another two kilometers and it was Chenjiagouzi. At this time, dusk mist appeared on the mountain, and the faint mountain mist floated between the villages and towns, making the road even more difficult to walk.

When they drove to the entrance of the village, not only fog was floating in the air, but thick smoke emerged from an old house at the entrance of the village.

Zhang Zhiduo was immediately excited and stepped on the brake track: "A fire has occurred, go, put out the fire!"

Chen Song just jumped out of the car and heard a howl: "Brother Wo Risong, are you back?"

He also knows who it is without looking at people. This is his best partner in the village Lu Dapeng.

Lu Dapeng ran over from the side of the road. Chen Song didn't bother to reminisce about the past and asked quickly: "What's wrong with him? Whose family got burned?"

"A few children in the village used firecrackers to use for Qingming Festival to blow up the old house, but there was hay inside, so they ordered the house."

"This naughty kid deserves a beating!"

"Put the fire quickly." Zhang Zhiduo said anxiously.

Lu Dapeng waved his hand and said, "The fire has been extinguished, and it's just that there is still some smoke. It's okay."

Since there is no need to put out the fire, Chen Song arrived at the entrance of the village again, and Zhang Zhiduo planned to go back.

Chen Song held him and wanted to invite him to dinner. Zhang Zhiduo waved his hand and said, "We will have a party tomorrow. We will have to eat together when the time comes. I will go back first. If it will be too late, the mountain fog will rise again, and it will be difficult to leave."

That was right. Chen Song dragged down his two suitcases, then took out a cigarette, a bottle of whiskey and a cardboard box and put it back on the car, saying, "This is a gift for you, it's not worth it..."

"Come on, don't come." Zhang Zhiduo reached out and held the thing and wanted to put it back.

Chen Song held him down and said, "Squad leader, I really didn't bring you any good things. They are all worthless specialties, specially brought for you. If you don't accept them, I can't find you if I have anything to do in the future."

"I won't pull you anymore if you do this." Zhang Zhiduo wanted to force himself but couldn't shake his hand away, and added in disappointment, "You can practice your hand strength."

Chen Song said: "This is not the fare for you. I am thankful for protecting me in high school. Do you still remember that we played basketball with Class 5 in the second year of high school..."

He had to find out the old accounts of high school life, and then Zhang Zhiduo scratched his head and took over the things.

As a result, he opened the box and became anxious again: "Is this caviar? Oh, so much dry goods? What is this? Deep-sea fish oil? No, no, this thing is expensive, I can't collect it..."

Chen Song forced him into the car, and then kept him calling his father: "My dad comes over immediately. If you talk nonsense, then wait to stay here for dinner tonight. My dad definitely can't let you go."

After hearing what he said, Zhang Zhiduo drove away.

Chen Song made a phone call, but it was not answered for a long time.

Lu Dapeng waved to him: "Brother Song hurried to my side. You are just a downturn there, and you are not afraid of choking like a samari?"

Chen Song quickly walked to him, and then a figure appeared in the smoke in a vague way.

Seeing this, he smiled and said, "There are really people who are not afraid of choking. Look at which Shabi is that? He dares to rush to such a big smoke..."

"It seems, it seems to be your father?" Lu Dapeng said after looking carefully.

Through the smoke, a tall and strong farmer with wrinkles walked out staggeringly. Chen Song was stunned when he saw it. It was his father Chen Daren!

When he walked out of the smoke, he saw his son. Chen Daren's eyes suddenly turned red: "Xiaosong? I saw that you called me and you knew you were back. Haha, I'm back very quickly."

Looking at his father's scarlet circles and listening to the familiar laughter, Chen Song was moved. He held his father's hand and choked and said, "Dad, your son is back."

Chen Daren looked at him in surprise and said, "It's good to come back, why are you crying? It's so damn good. I'll cry again when I visit your grandparents tomorrow. It's not Qingming Festival."

This was a bit dissatisfied. Chen Song said dissatisfiedly: "Aren't your son moved? Why are you pretending to be a tough guy, your eyes are red!"

Chen Daren blinked hard and said, "I'm choking by smoke!"

Lu Dapeng smiled and said, "Brother Song, my eyes are red, and the smoke is really choking."

"roll!"

On the way back, Chen Song had nothing to say: "Dad, I called you just now, why didn't you answer?"

Chen Daren snorted: "Didn't you just tell me the village head when you make that phone call? I can guess, why answer it? Wasting money."

"How many cents can a phone call be wasted?"

Chen Daren curled his lips and said, "You young people are like this, eating shit opens their mouths and breathes a lot. How much money can you make in a month now? How many cents are you looking down on?"

Chen Song smiled slightly and said, "If I told your son that he is now worth hundreds of millions and easily tens of millions every month, Dad, what would you do?"

"What will I do? I will send you to the provincial mental hospital for treatment as soon as possible, otherwise it will probably not be easy to treat if it is too late."

Chen Song stamped his feet, too lazy to say anything.

On the way back, I met several villagers. I saw him dragging his suitcase and greeted him: "Ah, Matsuko? Are you back? I heard you are going abroad?" "Matsuko is back? Did you come back from Europe?"

Chen Song handed the Marlboro that he had prepared in advance to his father, and Comrade Chen Daren squirted in a low-key manner: "Just when he came back, he happened to arrive at the entrance of the village when he was in his classmate's car."

This surprised Chen Song: "Dad, why are you so low-key?"

Chen Daren gave him a blank look and said, "You don't even have a wife. What's so high-profile in the village?"

Chen Song said awkwardly: "Aren't I busy with my career?"

Chen Daren snorted and said, "It's a big deal. I tell you if you don't get a partner outside and find a wife, then I'll go back to find a matchmaker to get you an arranged marriage!"

Chen Song said: "There is such a good thing? Dad, you really love me, so you can do it."
Chapter completed!