Soon, winter break arrived.
An Lan took the opportunity to return to Modu with Lin Feng and Zhang Yuxi. This way, she could also help take care of the babies. Before leaving, she bought the plane tickets for that day in advance. The store was always busiest during the New Year, and An Lan didn't feel at ease unless she was there to handle things herself.
Two hours later, the plane arrived at Modu International Airport.
Zhang Fuyong and Zhao Lizhen waited anxiously and expectantly at the arrival gate. Their flight was known for occasional delays and sometimes even early arrivals, so they had come to the airport an hour ahead of time.
"Here they come, here they come!" Zhao Lizhen exclaimed, as giddy as a child.
Zhang Fuyong, who had been looking at his phone, immediately raised his head. "Where? Where?"
Zhao Lizhen chided him, "I told you to use your phone less, but you never listen. Now your eyes are going bad, aren't they?"
