Carrying a Jurassic on me-Chapter 2100 - 978: Homecoming

At the hotel entrance, Xiaohe clung to Yan Fei, reluctant to let go, more so than when Yan Fei parted with his wife. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Brother Fei, come back soon! I’m still waiting to go and see Australia with you!"

"Yeah, when we want to go out on our own, the family doesn’t like it. But when we say we’re going with you, they’re quite happy."

"I wanted to go too..." the young girl Feng Ning muttered softly beside them.

"I’m signing up too," said Xiaocui, who rarely spoke.

"Anyone who wants to go can go. Anyway, I think it won’t be a problem if you leave for a few days," Yan Fei was not afraid of having more people join, since it’s the same managing meals for one or for ten; everyone coming along is fine.

Previously, Yan Fei thought they were all busy, now realizing these guys’ task was using the family’s name to ’sell’ around everywhere. If nothing major happened at home, they’d have no problem leaving for three months to half a year.

Meng Si’an, waiting beside them, was impatient: "It’s not like we’re not going to meet again. Why are you acting like this? Brother Fei, here’s the key. You guys hurry back to your homes. I’m not seeing you off, come back soon!"

Meng Si’an’s "come back soon" made the guys laugh, saying we’re clingy, you’re the same!

They didn’t realize Meng Si’an’s "come back soon" had deeper meaning—he was eager for Yan Fei to return with some small pills.

The key Meng Si’an gave to Yan Fei wasn’t Yan Fei’s car key but for a new purchase—a rather understated Ford Standa, commonly referred to as a bullet car. Though twenty years later it might seem tacky, but now it’s a good car.

If it were Xiaohe and the others, they would absolutely not buy such a car; only someone like Meng Si’an, mature beyond his years, would buy such a vehicle.

While being low-key, it’s been popular since the end of the last century, and the price is quite high, costing four to five hundred thousand. It’s only because Meng Si’an has earned some money himself, otherwise he wouldn’t buy such an expensive car.

The reason for finding Yan Fei such a car was due to its spaciousness – the gifts from the young brothers, and the small gifts from the old folks at the Institute of Science, added up quite a bit.

Especially Xiaohe’s group, always saying they’re bringing things for the uncle and aunt, fetching all sorts of things from home—besides tobacco and alcohol, various health supplements were prepared as gifts for Yan Fei, enough that a small car’s trunk might not fit.

Which turned out to be true; when the guys loaded the gifts from their cars into Yan Fei’s, the bullet car was half filled.

The remaining space wouldn’t stay empty long, as Yan Fei would have to continue stuffing gifts along the way; though he didn’t bring much when flying back, after half a year away, how could he return empty-handed?

To say the least, he had gathered quite a pile of kangaroo leather.

Though these things might not be very good, their rarity mattered. Some things don’t necessarily have practical value, even though everyone says so, but in reality, it’s different.

Just like a thermos—whether it retains heat is known only after using it. An old-style thermos costing a few bucks can keep warm for two or three days in cold weather, while a hundred-dollar one might only maintain warmth for a day.

The key is the hype around the hundred-dollar one boasting high safety. It’s indeed true; the hundred-dollar one appears nice and has a shell for aesthetics, providing better safety.

But whether people buy it for its safety or because it looks nice and feels upscale, everyone knows. So new thermos bottles profit exponentially compared to regular ones, and the market keeps expanding.

Similarly, kangaroo leather isn’t necessarily better than sheep leather, but its rarity suffices. Back home, having the leather factory master craft something, or simply display it, certainly sounds better than Boss Yan returning with heaps of highly practical sheep leather.

Once the car reached the highway entrance, Yan Fei had almost filled the cabin.

Upon entering the highway, he began speeding away. Shortly after, he received a call from his mom.

On the call, Lin Xiumei was visibly discontent: "You said you were returning home; it’s been days since the plane landed, yet we haven’t seen a trace of you. People might mistakenly think you have another family! When exactly are you coming back?"

Yan Fei quickly explained, "I got held up by something, but I’m already on my way home. Just got on the highway, so I should definitely be home tonight."

"That’s good!" Upon hearing this, Lin Xiumei’s anger vanished immediately. "Did you drive back? Drive slowly, no need to rush. If you get tired, find a place to rest; coming back tomorrow morning is fine..."

Ultimately, after half a year apart, there was much to say.

After Yan Fei hung up the phone, Xu Xiaoyan asked, "Aren’t you going to the Provincial City?"

Yan Fei sighed: "Let’s go home first; we’ll visit the Provincial City when departing again."

Xu Xiaoyan nodded, and pulled out her phone to make a call, "Hey, Yunyun, we’re changing the itinerary; Yan Xiaofei has to go home first. Let Beibei know I’ll come to see you in a couple of days."

On the other end, Ji Yunyun complained for quite a while, saying she had cleaned the house thoroughly and took leave just to wait for her return. Miss Xu Xiaoyan had to offer plenty of sweet talk until her good friend’s resentment was finally appeased.