Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

She packed the items into two boxes.

"This isn't convenient to bring home...and this isn't convenient either..."

The inconvenient boxes piled up higher and higher, while the convenient boxes contained only a few changes of clothes.

In the end, Zhao Yanxi simply gave up and packed most of her things into an "inconvenient" box, intending to store them at the hotel.

It's not that I can't bring it home, it's that I don't dare.

That Kang Kang bag, which costs over 50,000 yuan in stores, has been resold for almost double that amount on the secondhand market.

If she took this back, she really wouldn't know how to explain it to her father.

Tell the truth? Wouldn't that just cause trouble for Ding Heng?

Zhao Yanxi suddenly remembered one of her father's former superiors, whose family had piles of cash and gold back then, but he still had to wear a pair of worn-out cloth shoes when he went back to his hometown for the New Year.

I had no choice in the matter, I had no choice at all...

Just as I was reflecting on this, there was a knock on the door.

"Yan hope?"

It was a gentle voice.

Zhao Yanxi opened the door, and Wenjing poked half her head in: "Are you all packed up? Ding Heng asked me to come and help."

Zhao Yanxi stepped aside to let her in, and pointed to two large boxes: "Here, that's all."

Wenjing looked at the two boxes and her lips twitched.

Good grief, is this going home or moving?

The two of them worked together to carry the box downstairs and put it into Ding Heng's trunk.

The car first drove to the Chujiang Hotel, where Ding Heng carried the "inconvenient" suitcase to the 27th floor for storage, and then drove the two girls to the suburbs.

In the car, Ding Heng glanced at Zhao Yanxi in the back seat through the rearview mirror: "You know what to say when we get there, right?"

Zhao Yanxi rolled her eyes and drawled, "I know... Xiao Jingjing is your girlfriend, I'm just a classmate!"

Ding Heng smiled and said, "Don't feel wronged. I'll take you back to Zhuzhou after we finish eating."

Zhao Yanxi gave a soft snort and didn't reply.

The car stopped on an old street in the suburbs, and Ding Heng led the two girls into the familiar little supermarket.

"grandmother!"

The old lady looked up when she heard the voice, and a smile bloomed on her face: "Hengya is here! Come in, come in! It's cold outside!"

Bearing the identity of "girlfriend," Wenjing was inevitably nervous: "Hello, Grandma."

Zhao Yanxi, a "regular classmate," greeted everyone with a bright smile, "Hello, Grandma! We meet again!"

The old lady agreed, her gaze shifting between the two girls before turning to her grandson.

Ding Heng pretended not to see and walked inside on his own: "Where's Grandpa?"

"They're packing things up in the back."

The old lady leaned closer and whispered, "Heng Yazi, which of these two is your girlfriend?"

"Short."

"Then why are you coming together?"

"Let's grab a quick meal on the way."

"Oh……"

The old lady gave him a suspicious look but didn't ask any more questions.

A moment later, Grandpa came out from the inner room and was also taken aback when he saw the two girls.

The elderly couple then exchanged a glance, their expressions subtle, but they didn't say anything more.

Before long, Wenjing, who couldn't stay still, took the initiative to go into the kitchen and get busy.

She put on her apron, washed and chopped vegetables, her movements practiced and efficient.

The old lady clicked her tongue in admiration: "Girl, it's rare to see such a diligent girl like you these days."

Wenjing blushed at the praise: "It's alright... I'm used to doing it at home."

The old lady liked the girl more and more. She was fair-skinned, spoke softly, and worked efficiently.

And that figure, she looks like she's good at bearing children!

He's just a little short, it's no big deal!

She glanced at Ding Heng, who was chatting with his grandfather in the living room, and then at Wen Jing, who was busy in the kitchen, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Where did that brat pick up his granddaughter-in-law? She's got a good match!

At the dinner table, Ding Heng brought up Wen Jing's winter vacation.

“Grandma, Wenjing has some family matters to attend to this year and it's inconvenient for her to go back. I was thinking of having her come and spend the New Year with you, so you'll have some company.”

Upon hearing this, the old lady immediately agreed: "Sure, sure! It's just the way it is for your grandfather and me, two old folks, to spend the New Year in such a lonely atmosphere. Having a girl around will keep us company and make things more lively!"

Wenjing was a little embarrassed: "Grandma, I... I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble..."

"Don't cause me any trouble!"

The old lady waved her hand: "We're happy to have someone with us!"

Wenjing blushed from the praise and lowered her head to eat without saying a word.

After finishing their meal, Ding Heng helped clear the dishes and chopsticks, then said goodbye to Zhao Yanxi.

Wenjing saw him to the door, then reluctantly tugged at Ding Heng's sleeve.

Ding Heng patted her head and said, "You chat with your grandparents for a while. I'll be right back after I drop Yan Xi off."

Wenjing nodded obediently: "Mmm."

The car drove onto the highway and headed towards Zhuzhou.

Zhao Yanxi leaned back in the passenger seat and suddenly said, "Brother Ding Heng, since this is your first time visiting my house, do you want to bring some cigarettes and alcohol?"

Ding Heng glanced at her: "No need."

"I'll pay for it."

"It's not about money..."

Ding Heng chuckled: "We're both only freshmen. According to your dad, I'm still a poor student. Is it appropriate for me to bring a bottle of Huazhong Moutai to your door?"

Zhao Yanxi blinked, thinking that it made some sense.

Ding Heng continued, "Even if we take a step back and assume the worst, is it convenient for your father to accept it now?"

Zhao Yanxi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

That's right.

My dad is going through a critical period right now, and a bunch of people are keeping a close eye on him.

If people see someone carrying Moutai and Huazi (a type of Chinese liquor) running to his house, what kind of talk will it make?

She exclaimed, "Ding Heng, you really understand things."

Ding Heng smiled and said, "Stop flattering me. We'll stop by the roadside later and buy a few pounds of fruit. That should be enough."

The car stopped in front of a fruit shop.

Zhao Yanxi picked up a few pounds of apples and a box of milk, and set off again.

More than an hour later, the car drove into Zhao Yanxi's residential area.

After parking the car, the two went upstairs and knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was Zhao Yanxi's mother, Zhou Rongmei.

"mom!"

Zhao Yanxi rushed over and hugged her mother affectionately: "I missed you so much!"

Zhou Rongmei was knocked back half a step by her daughter, her face beaming with undisguised joy: "Alright, alright, you're such a grown-up, why are you still acting like a child? If you really missed your mother, you wouldn't have been away from home for an entire semester."

Zhao Yanxi smiled awkwardly: "I'm just busy with my studies..."

Zhou Rongmei ignored her daughter and turned to Ding Heng, nodding politely, "Little Ding is here? Come in quickly."

Ding Heng entered carrying his things and politely greeted, "Hello, Auntie."

The living room was bustling with activity.

Sitting on the sofa were Zhao Yanxi's uncle, Zhou Rongsen, and two elderly people, Zhao Yanxi's maternal grandparents.

Zhao Xingguo was also there, playing chess with his father-in-law.

Zhao Yanxi's eyes lit up: "Uncle! Grandpa and Grandma!"

She rushed over and hugged her grandmother, instantly enlivening the atmosphere of the entire family with her return.

Zhou Rongsen chuckled and said, "Wow, Yan hope has become even more beautiful since going to university!"

Grandma held her hand and looked her up and down several times: "You've lost weight, haven't you been eating well at school?"

"No way, the school cafeteria is great!"

Zhao Yanxi is thin because she practices yoga whenever she has free time; she doesn't want Ding Heng to think she's fat.

Zhou Rongmei stepped forward and greeted, "Xiao Ding, sit down, don't stand."

Ding Heng sat down on the sofa, with the fruit basket and milk placed next to the coffee table.

Zhao Xingguo put down the chess piece, smiled, and asked, "Does Xiao Ding know how to play chess?"

Ding Heng replied politely, "I've learned a little."

"Then come over, I have something to take care of."

"Okay! I'll play a couple of rounds with Grandpa."

Ding Heng started playing chess with Zhao Yanxi's maternal grandfather. They played three games in total. In each game, Ding Heng was one move behind in the end. With a few witty compliments, he made the old man laugh.