"Attention, passengers! The train to Beijing is about to depart. Please return to your seats."
The train was on the verge of leaving, and Tang Zhi and his brother had not yet returned. The elderly couple stood anxiously in the aisle, glancing around, fearful that the train would suddenly take off before Tang Zhi and his brother could make it back.
They didn’t have to wait long. Just as the announcement played a second time, Tang Zhi and Tang Zhiwu rushed back, panting heavily.
"Big brother, how did it go? Did you manage to make the call?" Old Mrs. Tang asked urgently without giving Tang Zhi a moment to catch his breath.
After taking a moment to recover, Tang Zhi replied, "Yes, I called. The captain was a bit hesitant at first, but after some persuasion, he agreed."
"Have some water," Old Mr. Tang offered his enamel cup.
While Tang Zhi drank, Old Mr. Tang turned his gaze to Tang Zhiwu. "Did you buy your ticket?"
"I did, but I'm in a different carriage from you guys; mine is in the one ahead," Tang Zhiwu replied with a smile.
Ever since he learned he could accompany them to Beijing, Tang Zhiwu had been in high spirits.
"It’s fine not being in the same carriage; you’re a grown man, so I’m sure you won’t get lost," Old Mr. Tang joked.
Tang Zhiwu scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly.
Watching his father’s unusually warm attitude toward his younger brother made Tang Zhi feel uneasy. He couldn’t help but wonder what had transpired between them that led to such a significant change in his father's demeanor.
Regardless of the reason, Tang Zhi felt he needed to assert himself in front of their parents. He couldn’t let his younger brother take his place in their hearts.
With that thought in mind, Tang Zhi pushed past his brother and cheerfully said to their parents, "Mom and Dad, the train is about to leave; please take your seats."
"Mom, are you thirsty? Have some water."
Tang Zhi handed the enamel cup to Old Mrs. Tang as he urged them to sit down.
Then he turned to Tang Zhiwu and said, "You should head back to your seat now; I’ll take care of Mom and Dad."
"Okay," Tang Zhiwu replied without thinking much of it and headed back to his seat.
Once he had sent Tang Zhiwu away, Tang Zhi took out some snacks he had prepared earlier from his bag and placed them on the small table in front of him.
"Dad, are you hungry? Here, have an egg." He offered one of the boiled eggs he had made that morning.
"I'm not hungry," Old Mr. Tang said as he looked at the egg, thinking about how his second son had nothing with him.
"Big Brother, could you send some food over to Second Brother and give him a tea kettle? He might get thirsty on the way," said Tang Zhi.
Tang Zhi was puzzled by the sudden concern from the old man for Second Brother, but he didn’t say anything and obediently delivered the items.
To ensure he maintained his status in front of his parents, Tang Zhi took meticulous care of the elderly couple on the train.
Meanwhile, in Beijing, Tang Zhicheng was thrilled to learn that his parents were coming to attend the wedding. He rushed over to inform Ye Fangfei.
Tang Zhicheng was genuinely excited; it had been two years since he last saw his parents. The last time he returned home was when he had just been discharged from the military, taking a few days off before starting his job. Since moving to Beijing for work, he hadn’t gone back even once. The distance was far, and his holidays were always too short. Even when he managed to take a few days off, it never seemed enough to make the trip.
"Fangfei, my parents are coming! They specifically took leave to attend our wedding," Tang Zhicheng said, holding Ye Fangfei's hand with joy.
Ye Fangfei hadn’t considered that Tang Zhicheng’s parents would travel all the way from Northeast China to attend their wedding.
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