Chapter 575: Chapter 575 This is Definitely a Misunderstanding_1 Chapter 575: Chapter 575 This is Definitely a Misunderstanding_1 Meng Yunhan laughs in response to their questions. “Today is Friday; tomorrow is a holiday.”
Yun’s mother claps her hands, “I forgot that the weekend was upon us.”
“Father, Mother, I’ll take you around Kyoto tomorrow.”
Yun’s mother has big brother’s matter on her mind.
“Alright, we seldom come to Kyoto, we have to explore thoroughly.” Having the little grandson to accompany, Yun’s father can stay longer in Kyoto.
“Ahao, when will you be back?” Yun’s mother is not only concerned about the little grandson but also her son.
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She really doesn’t know then.
She gives a vague answer, “Maybe Ahao will be back today? Even though we’re all in Kyoto, his unit is on the outskirts, it’s still a dozen or so kilometers from home.”
There should be such a distance.
Only this road has been built, it’s not so bumpy anymore.
“Ahao’s work is vital!”
Yun’s father hopes that his son will succeed.
Daddy Zhao pushes Little Huzi home, and sees his son-in-law and daughter-in-law standing in the yard.
“Mama, Mama….” Little Huzi, who had just been out and about, sees Meng Yunhan on his return, and he yells excitedly.
“Little Huzi, say hello.”
Only then does Little Huzi notice the presence of other people.
“Hello, Grandpa. Hello, Grandma…..”
Yun’s mother is a little excited, “It seems that Little Huzi hasn’t forgotten about us.”
Yun’s father concurs, “Yes indeed.”
Meng Yunhan gazes somewhere else.
This is definitely a misunderstanding.
Even Zhao Daddy knows why.
Little Huzi refers to his grandmother’s generation as grandma and his grandfather’s as grandpa.
“Father, Mother, let’s eat first….”
Yun’s mother is worried that the little grandson is hungry, “Yes, let’s eat, let’s eat. We mustn’t starve Little Huzi….”
Little Huzi continues eating his meal by himself.
After they eat, they sit in the courtyard to enjoy the cool.
They chat about some recent events.
As they dish on local affairs, night finally falls.
When Meng Yunhan hears knocking at the door, she guesses that it might be Ahao returning.
“Is it Ahao?” Yun’s mother asks, a little excitedly, as she rises to head for the door.
Daddy Zhao smiles and says, “Yes, Ahao’s home.”
Yun Hao hears a slightly familiar voice in the courtyard, he guesses that his parents have arrived.
Seeing his wife opening the door, he asks, “Have you eaten?”
Meng Yunhan cooked Ahao’s portion while preparing the meal earlier.
“I’ve eaten….” But it’s not as delicious as what his wife makes.
Yun Hao looks at his mother, “Mother, when did you both arrive?”
“This bicycle?” Yun’s mother notices the bicycle her son pushes in.
It’s not something you can buy whenever you want.
One needs to have a bike ticket.
Meng Yunhan knew that at that time, having a bicycle was like a small sedan car in every household in later generations.
“With a bicycle, it is certainly more convenient to travel home.” Yun’s father also marvels at the bicycle. There’s one in their village, but that’s the village head’s. They had no bike ticket, so they couldn’t buy a bike.
“Daddy….” Little Huzi sees Yun Hao and politely greets him.
Yun Hao picks up Little Huzi in one hand, “Did you greet everyone?”
“Little Huzi is so well-behaved.” Yun’s mother is especially pleased with her little grandson.
Little Huzi just stares at Yun Hao.
“Put him down, I’ll warm up the food for you, take a shower in the meantime.”
Although he ate, he might be hungry at this time.