My 1979

Lan Shifang and others who had been running in front to clear the way got out of the car and asked, "What happened?"

Ding Shiping got out of the car and told Li He what he meant.

Lan Shifang thought for a while and agreed. Driving back to his hometown was a very honorable thing, and it also showed others that they had not been fooling around for so many years.

Li He got out of the car and said to Ping Song, who was arranging cars next to him, "Save a few of the best cars."

Pinson smiled and said, "Of course."

He left seven cars behind.

But Ding Shiping only needs four cars. "There are three brothers who don't have driver's licenses. We will give them a lift first and let them take a bus or train halfway."

All the people they brought into the Soviet Union have now come back with them.

Hiramatsu asked, "Can they drive?"

Lan Shifang said, "Of course not, and they are all good players."

Pinsong smiled and said, "That's a big deal. I'll arrange for a brother to accompany you to the vehicle management office later and get your driver's license on the spot."

Now that Pingsong could handle it, Ding Shiping and others no longer objected, took Pingsong's younger brother and drove away directly.

Li He continued to get in the car and set off, rushing home.

"You didn't tell your sister-in-law that I was coming back, did you?"

Ping Song shook his head, "You said you wanted to surprise my sister-in-law, how dare we say that?"

At the entrance of the alley, Li He asked them to stop the car, "Bring me your luggage, and you all can go back."

After getting out of the car, he grabbed his luggage and pushed the group of people behind him back, not even Serena Williams was left behind. What he wants is a world of two, and these people following him around are of course unnecessary trouble.

Hiramatsu and others had no choice but to comply, turn around and drive away.

Finally standing at the door of his home, Li He was filled with emotions. He didn't expect that he would be out for such a long time. His son was already over three years old.

A little bald man wearing crotchless pants stood at the door. He pinched Awang's mouth and pulled Awang's hair. Awang lay still as if resigned to his fate.

When Awang saw Li He, he immediately stood up in excitement and almost hit the little bald head. Li He hurriedly held the little bald head up.

The little bald man raised his head and looked at Li He with cute eyes, and then something unexpected happened to Li He.

Just listen to the little bald man shouting, "The child thief is here! The child thief is here!"

"I am your father!" Li He was angry.

"I'm your father!" The little bald man followed suit.

"Do you know who I am?" Li He finally lost his composure. This little bastard is no good!

"I don't know!" The little bald man was so excited that he couldn't pronounce it clearly.

That Northeastern scumbag accent made Li He very unhappy, "Where is your mother?"

He felt that he should correct the child's accent if he had the chance. As a Dutch, how could he not speak Dutch?

In fact, it's no wonder. It was always brought up by my grandma and He Fang, and there was also the influence of my uncle's family. Naturally, I wanted to go to school with a Northeastern accent. The Northeastern accent seems to be really stubborn, and it's usually quite difficult to correct it.

Li Laoer was a little desperate.

"Not at home!" The little bald head still stared at Li He.

"Why are you back!" The old lady heard her grandson's cry and hurriedly came out of the house. Suddenly seeing Li He, I couldn't believe it.

"I'll be back when I'm done. Let's go." Regardless of Li Lan's resistance, Li He pinched his collar and lifted him up.

"Ah, ah, the bad guys are coming, the bad guys are coming." Li Lan fluttered with his hands and feet.

The old lady hurriedly picked up Li Lan and comforted him, "Don't you always ask for daddy? Call me daddy."