By the time Jing Chu and the others arrived home, it was already April in the solar calendar. Han Xiangjun gave Yang Jiu Long two bottles of good wine, the first year brewed by Lv Beiguang. It's considered aged wine now.
"He Run, this is a letter for you from Yu Jie."
Yang Run Tai knew it was a photo his mom wanted and smiled as he set it aside.
"Junzi, when is your son coming back?"
"He doesn't want to come back, so let him stay there for a few more years." Han Xiangjun had really asked his son about this, and Zhibin wanted to stay with Shi Jing and the others.
He already knew from Xiao Wei that the educated youth would probably be able to return to the city in '77 or '78. So he wasn't in a hurry.
"Are you just gonna drift like this?"
"Isn't it quite good like this? Uncle Yang, I'm heading back, I have a lot to do."
"You... There's no one at home to manage you now, and you just won't go back even once?"
