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The next day, Wang Yan got up early as usual. After getting dressed, he took Agou downstairs to exercise.

The location is of course the West Lake. Now that the weather is getting cooler, there are fewer people getting up early, and overall it is a lot cleaner. A lap of West Lake is a little more than ten kilometers. He doesn't look at the distance and just runs it in 40 minutes. Basically he can run more than one lap, and sometimes he can complete two laps.

Ever since he got a dog, Wang Yan would walk the dog with him when exercising in the morning. At first, the dog led him to run, then he dragged the dog to run, and then he tied the dog to a tree and asked him to follow it. Sticking out his tongue and gasping for breath, he ran again.

Not to mention that Agou is still young now, but even when he grows up, he still can't outrun him. After all, his stamina can really tire a dog to death. Agou was exhausted every morning and ate a lot when he got home, so he grew up relatively quickly.

Relatively speaking, Ah Mao is far behind, but this gadget is very courageous. Agou has already beaten two of them, but he still dares to go up and gesture. It was just that Agou let him go and kept teasing him, so the two things fought vigorously and peacefully.

After the morning exercise, Wang Yan cleaned up the dog's daddy, walked back with the dog all the way, bought breakfast on the way, went back and woke up the sleeping Wei Lan, the two took turns to wash up, had breakfast together, and then went to work. , and it was already half past eight.

Wang Yan took the subway and took a taxi to the company for an hour. Of course, he is the boss, and no one sets working hours with him, otherwise he would be late every day. It's pretty good for him to go to work now, because he missed the rush hour, so he walked out again, and it took him more than half an hour to take a taxi.

When he arrived, Ma Zichen had already been waiting with his bag on his back and leaning against the wall, playing with his mobile phone. When he saw Wang Yan coming, he quickly said hello: Good morning, brother.

Morning. Wang Yan nodded, responded, opened the door and said, My name is Wang Yan, just call me Brother Yan.

Okay, Brother Yan.

Opening the door and going in, Wang Yan took the hot water and made tea. He turned around and saw Ma Zichen sitting consciously on the table opposite him, putting down his bag and taking out something. What about water bottles, pens and paper, computers and so on. The computer is a bit old, obviously it has been used in college for many years, and it was not a high-end product before, and the configuration has long been insufficient.

In addition to his own server, Wang Yan only had a notebook that he bought later. It was warm to the touch, and it was not a slap in the face. The main thing is that for him, no system is bad, just one shot is better than a good-looking one, and he is practical. What's more, the price of his book is higher than a shot.

That computer of yours is almost useless. Let's get it together first. Wang Yan said: You can go to Beijing in a while and see for yourself what kind of computer is convenient for you to use. Whether it is a desktop or a laptop, the total price will be less than 15,000. Choose Okay, send me the link. Buy it today and you can use it tomorrow.

Wang Yan has never been stingy, not to mention that this has to do with productivity. Although this kid doesn't have much productivity to begin with, he still deserves what he deserves.

Ma Zichen looked at Wang Yan in surprise, somewhat in disbelief: Fifteen thousand?

You must know that relatively speaking, programmers are very picky about computers, keyboards and mice, and always have their own habits. The crappy computer at his old company and his own crappy computer had already had enough.

It's not for you, why are you so excited? Wang Yan said angrily: Hurry up and buy it quickly. After buying it, take the time to familiarize yourself with the code. When you come back after the new year, your good days will come.

Ma Zichen chuckled and quickly started to take out his mobile phone and sat there playing with the computer.

Wang Yan started to crackle there. The project was too big and there was no time to spare. Moreover, the Chinese New Year was coming soon. When he got home, he would have to drink and brag, and he would also have to meet his father-in-law. Time was tight, and he had to try to finish the work as soon as possible.

Brother Yan, I've finished selecting and I've sent you the link.

After fighting for half an hour, Ma Zichen happily greeted Wang Yan who was furiously outputting.

Okay, let me take a look.

Wang Yan stopped, picked up his phone and took a look. As expected, Ma Zichen chose a 13-inch, 8+512 model, and thoughtfully equipped himself with a screen, a set of keyboard and mouse, and other docking stations. Anyway, in the end Adding up to 15,000, the difference is a few dollars. I guess if there were no price restrictions, this guy would just get the top version.

I guess he will share his good boss with his friends when he gets back today, maybe even before evening. When the things arrive tomorrow, I will watch a video and have a little fun when I get home.

To be honest, the treatment given by Wang Yan is not bad. Compared with his outstanding classmates, it should be above average. Coupled with the newly equipped equipment, it is a small bonus and can make you stand out among the students. After all, they are all fresh graduates, so his conditions are outstanding.

Glancing at the little fat man looking at him nervously across from him, Wang Yan checked his cell phone for a while and paid the bill, then stood up and said: Okay, we can basically arrive tomorrow. Let me give you a brief introduction to the work to be done in the future. , I’ll find you a few more pieces of source code I wrote, and study it yourself. If you don’t understand, save it for now. I’ll explain it to you later in the evening. Do you have any questions?”

Ma Zichen shook his head vigorously. He was just a worker. Where could he go if there was a problem? He immediately opened his notebook and took it out to record.

Wang Yan is still satisfied with this attitude. After all, there is someone who is nothing and just relies on his brain to remember...

This little fat guy has a good foundation, he has some experience, and his plasticity is relatively strong. As long as he adjusts it, it won't be a big problem, and he can be somewhat productive. Although I can't do too many difficult tasks, I can still produce more.

Wang Yan's life follows Wei Lan. If she works overtime, Wang Yan will work overtime. If she goes home early, Wang Yan will go home early. In the next period of time, Wang Yan copied during the day and answered questions for Ma Zichen near the end of the day. Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

After giving Ma Zichen a holiday, Wang Yan and Wei Lan boarded a flight to the north on the morning of the 28th.

Perhaps because she was nervous, Wei Lan tossed and turned for half the night and didn't fall asleep until later in the night. After getting on the plane, he fell asleep leaning on Wang Yan without saying a word.

Wang Yan's family is in Longcheng, and there is no direct flight. They have to land in Shencheng first, and then transfer to the high-speed train back. We set off early in the morning, including check-in and transfer, and it was already afternoon when we got home.

Originally, Wang Yan's father was going to pick him up, but he didn't have a car at home, so he had to find his old man. Besides, his friends from his hometown are here too, so there’s no need to go to that trouble. The key is not that far away. During the Chinese New Year, there are taxis outside the station one after another, and the extra ten or eight yuan doesn't matter.

In fact, it doesn’t cost much to buy a car. The main reason is that it won’t be used very much, and it’s better not to buy it than to sit there and gather dust. This is just to take Wei Lan home, and his parents will take care of him...

Wang Yan, did you tell your uncle and aunt before that we were back?

Outside an old community, Wei Lan was wearing a knitted hat, her little face was red from the cold, she was holding her own small bag and pulling a large suitcase and looking at Wang Yan who was carrying large and small bags with a strap next to her.

I told you, I told you when we were on the high-speed rail. I guess the food is ready by now.

I'm a little nervous...

Wang Yan looked embarrassed with so many things, but in fact he was very relaxed, mainly because he only had two hands: They are all ordinary people, so don't be nervous. It's not like you haven't seen it before, so you're not afraid of anything. Take it out. Once you tear up the customer, you tear up the design, and after tearing up the design, you can tear apart the programmer.

It's annoying. Wei Lan rolled her eyes: It used to be videos, but now we see real people, how can it be the same...

She had already gained Zhang Xia's prestige, and the two of them chatted whenever they had nothing to do, and they had a good relationship.

Wang Yan said: Let's go. We are already at the door of our house. We can't go back.

Listening to Wei Lan's thoughts, the two walked into the community, walked around a few times, and stopped in front of a building near the middle. Far away, Wang Yan saw Wang Dong standing at the door of the unit smoking a cigarette.

dad.

Wang Yan called out, and Wang Dong looked up when he heard the sound. Seeing that it was Wang Yan and the two of them, he quickly threw the cigarette aside and strode closer.

Wei Lan quickly said hello: Hello, uncle. She was a little embarrassed, but her face was red from the cold, so she couldn't tell.

Hey, okay, okay. As he spoke, Wang Dong pulled the suitcase from Wei Lan's hand: Here, I'll hold it for you. It's cold outside, so hurry up and go upstairs. There's a heater inside to keep you warm.

Ah, no need, uncle, I can just take it myself. As he spoke, Wei Lan looked at Wang Yan.

Dad, take these in my hand. The box is quite heavy, so don't flash it.

The box contained Wang Yan and Wei Lan's clothes, as well as other miscellaneous things. It was really not light.

Wang Dong wanted to deny it, but the force on his hands was really heavy. He didn't argue anymore, didn't show off his strength, and didn't cause any trouble to his son. If he had been there ten or eight years earlier, he would have done whatever he said.

Of course Wang Yan noticed his father's actions and knew that he was old. After all, his father has been doing manual labor all his life, and that kind of strength is no joke. If he didn't have a system to protect his father, even though his father was over fifty, he wouldn't be able to do anything like that.

He smiled and gave some of the things in one hand to Wei Lan, and then gave most to Wang Dong. With his free hand, he directly picked up the box and went upstairs.

Their house is old and has six floors in total. Their house is on the fifth floor and there is no elevator. This is why Wang Yan is afraid of flashing his father.

After a while, I went upstairs. The door was open. Zhang Xia was swinging a large spoon inside. When she heard the noise, she looked back, wiped her hands quickly and walked to the door.

mom.

Wei Lan called out: Hello, aunt.

Hey, good. Then he turned to look at Wang Dong: Don't let the food get burnt.

Wang Dong responded, put down the things in his hands, and walked inside to look at the dishes.

Wang Yan raised the things in his hands: Mom, Wei Lan bought these for you.

Oh, look at you kid, spending money indiscriminately. Your uncle and I don't need anything.

Wei Lan smiled and said: I don't know what you and uncle like, so I just bought some at random, mostly nutritional supplements. I will buy them after you eat them.

Why are you being polite this kid? Auntie will be happy if you come. Zhang Xia took Wei Lan's hand and said, Stop standing at the door and come in quickly. This hand is cold. Warm it up quickly.

Wei Lan responded, then changed into slippers and walked to the sofa to chat sweetly with Zhang Xia.

From the beginning to the end, only Wang Yan said that Zhang Xia glanced at Wei Lan when he was shopping, and never looked at his eldest son.

Wang Yan put down his things with a bang, changed his shoes, and went over to take a look at the prepared dishes. Then he sat next to Wei Lan and listened to her chat with Zhang Xia on her cell phone.

Wei Lan was still nervous when meeting her parents-in-law in a strange environment for the first time. It would be better to have him around at this time. Moreover, Zhang Xia is old after all, so if Wei Lan says something that Wei Lan can't answer, he can respond to it to avoid embarrassment.

He chatted with me from time to time, and overall, the communication was pretty good.

After chatting for a while, Wang Dong over there also prepared the last dish and brought it to the coffee table in the hall: The dish is ready. There are planes and high-speed trains all the way, and there is no time to eat. Breakfast. You must be hungry, come on, wash your hands and eat.

Their home has a Sanyang layout. There is no independent dining room, and setting up a table is not in the way, so it is on the coffee table. However, this coffee table was made in those days and is not as short as today's. Eating is not as uncomfortable as having a cat-like waist and a pouty buttocks.

Wang Yan stood up and helped bring the dishes to the coffee table. There were four people in total. They made eight hot dishes, cold dishes, stir-fries and stews, six of which were meat dishes, filling the coffee table.

Zhang Xia was still a little embarrassed: I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made something casually to make do with it.

Wei Lan was nervous, she was even more nervous than Wei Lan. I'm just afraid that the girls will have opinions about how my family is doing. After the New Year, Wang Yan was already twenty-nine, and was about to turn thirty. She used to worry about old things, but now that she was finally able to make a career, she had a daughter-in-law, and she couldn't let the girl pick on her.

Wei Lan was somewhat flattered by what he said: That's great, Auntie, how can we have such a rich meal?

There were either big plates or small basins on the coffee table. There were fish, seafood, elbows, and butchered vegetables of this and that. How could I make do with it?

That's not bad. Wang Yan pulled Zhang Xia with a smile: Where can we eat such good food outside?

I'm not blaming you. If this girl Wei Lan hadn't come, you would have been able to eat something hot.

Yes, yes, let's eat quickly. We have been hungry all day and didn't eat much in the morning.

Wang Yan, bring the wine I bought for my uncle. Wei Lan, who was on the side, noticed that Wang Dong was about to pour the liquor and quickly called Wang Yan.

No, no, this wine is very good, very good.

It was Wei Lan's wish. I brought it all the way back. Let's have some drink. Wang Yan got up and went to the pile of things at the door to look through it twice. Wang Yan took out a bottle of Moutai.

Basically everyone recognizes the reputation of this thing. Moreover, what Wei Lan bought was not Yingbin or Prince, but Fifty-Three's Feitian. A bottle cost less than 2,000 yuan, so she bought two bottles.

Wei Lan really put down the money and bought something worth more than 10,000 yuan. Wang Yan didn't know, otherwise he definitely wouldn't let this girl do this. She really couldn't do it. Of course, Wei Lan's move really proved that she attached great importance to this visit. Even if he is brought up like this, his father-in-law will definitely be able to handle him when the time comes.

It's not that he lacks the money, it's mainly that many of the things he bought are useless in his opinion, and it's just a matter of meaning. Especially those nutritional supplements that Wei Lan bought. The son of Xinglin national player came back this time to recuperate his parents' health. They were not much better than those things. But he bought everything, it was always what others wanted, he couldn't say anything, that was all.

Wang Yan is an ordinary family. His father can count the number of Maotai drinks on his fingers. Basically, he comes home to buy them after work during the Chinese New Year. At this moment, seeing the wine in Wang Yan's hand, he said to Wei Lan: You girl, don't be so polite in the future. If you drink this wine, it will be in vain.

Wang Dongping didn't talk too much. According to the current saying, he was an honest man. He came from the village and worked as a coolie all his life. His relatives and friends didn't have much wealth. Even if they did, they couldn't compare with others. The only thing he knows about Moutai is that it is expensive. He has no idea about other degrees or varieties.

And since Wang Yan asked about the price of something he bought at work, he never asked again. Asking too many questions makes you upset, and you don't listen to the king's words. It's better to enjoy your son's filial piety with peace of mind.

At this point, although Wang Dong's educational level is not very good and he only went to the third grade of junior high school, his tolerant attitude has always been an example for Wang Yan to learn from.

In comparison, Zhang Xia was not good enough. She asked about troubles, and then kept asking that she had nothing nice to say about Wang Yan, the eldest son. What she talked about every day was little bastard, prodigal child and so on. You can’t withdraw money anyway. Wang Yan was not stupid. Of course he couldn't tell the real price when he bought something. He only quoted Zhang Xia's psychological price. But even if this is the case, the word not worth is nothing interesting in her mouth.

Wang Dong and Zhang Xia have been together for thirty years, which may not be absolute, but their complementary personalities are an important factor.

Hearing Wang Dong's words, Wei Lan didn't know what to say. Wang Yan pulled his father to sit down and said, You can't say this in vain. It's all Wei Lan's intention. Come on, dad, I'll pour it for you. , let’s have a drink together.”

Zhang Xia also felt that what Wang Dong said was wrong, but it was difficult to get angry in front of Wei Lan. She just gave the grinning Wang Dong a hard look, which probably made her feel uncomfortable at night.

Girl, stop standing and sit down to eat. Zhang Xia pulled Wei Lan to sit down: Looking at how thin you are, you should eat more. Often you don't rush out to eat this pot of meat. Our family is authentic.”

Thank you, Auntie. Wei Lan held the bowl, thanked her and took a bite. She hadn't tasted it yet, so she nodded: It's delicious. Auntie, your craftsmanship is really good.

This is just home-cooked food for me. Zhang Xia waved her hand modestly: If it's delicious, you can eat more. You are responsible for what you eat. Treat it like your own home. Don't be polite.

Wei Lan nodded in agreement, chatting with Zhang Xia while eating the meal. With Wang Dong, the head of the family, making a few remarks from time to time, and Wang Yan, a master of lively atmosphere, the meal was enjoyable.

But the bad thing is that even though Zhang Xia asked Wei Lan to pick it up by herself, he still put it into the bowl for her with one chopstick on the left and the other on the right. Wei Lan's physique is so good, he is 1.7 meters tall and weighs less than 110 pounds. Not to mention the table of meat and fish dishes, he can't even eat much before he is full. Faced with Zhang Xia's enthusiasm, she was too embarrassed to refuse, so she could only wink at Wang Yan for help.

When Wang Yan received the signal, he reconciled with Zhang Xia with a smile, saying that he had eaten enough, and Zhang Xia started to eat by herself without being satisfied.

In fact, Zhang Xia's cooking skills are pretty good. Even though she has been cooking for thirty years, she still puts in her efforts. How can she spend so much time studying how to cook delicious food? In addition, the talent may indeed be limited, and after thirty years of experience, I guess I am only at LV2 level.

When Wang Yan was young, his level was not as high as it is now. Complaining about the food being unpalatable always resulted in Zhang Xia's Starve to death, you little bastard. From now on, you can burn high-quality incense without starving to death, and you are so picky... blah blah blah.

It was already evening after a good meal and drink. After cleaning up, Zhang Xia took Wang Yan to his room, spread the quilt, and took out the newly bought toiletries so that they could have a good rest. Then he turned around and dragged Wang Dong, who was confused, into his room to talk nonsense. Of course, there was also a scolding...

Hearing the sound of the door closing in the room, Wei Lan lay down on the bed with an 'ouch': I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted...

Wang Yan smiled and closed the door: You are just too polite. My parents are not very particular people.

Then I'm afraid of leaving a bad impression on them...

Wang Yan took out his notebook and sat at the small table that he had used for many years: When you get home, you can take a good look at how I became brothers with your father.

Wei Lan rolled her eyes: Just brag, I don't believe you're not nervous.

Wang Yan did not argue: You have been tired for the whole day. When you are tired, just take a shower and go to bed. I have to work for a while.

Wei Lan responded, got up and quietly went to the bathroom to wash up. Of course, because of her embarrassment, Wei Lan made a quick decision and finished washing up much faster than usual. She returned to the house and lay down on the bed to click on her phone, probably to report the situation to her parents. After all, the girl didn't go home during the New Year and went to her boyfriend's house. The old couple couldn't rest assured at home. They probably wouldn't have a good year this year.

As for the busy Wang Yan, Wei Lan has long been used to it. It crackled every day. Although she didn't understand it, she knew it was awesome just by looking at the speed. And since I just started my business, it’s normal to be busy.

Wei Lan was indeed tired. After lying there and playing with her phone for a while, there was no movement for a while and she fell asleep.

Wang Yan continued his career there at a very fast speed. In the middle, Zhang Xia saw that the lights were not turned off and the door was opened to see the situation. Seeing Wang Yan busy there, she didn't say anything.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock that Wang Yan got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. He returned to the room, turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

Wei Lan felt the familiar smell in her sleep and ran into Wang Yan's arms unconsciously.

Wang Yan smiled silently, rubbed Wei Lan's head, hugged her and fell asleep...

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