"Haha, turns out it's Little Qiang."
"Little Qiang is really sothing, he's flown a plane ho!"
"Brother Kuishan, your Little Qiang is so promising, he's flying private planes now."
...
People were praising while flocking into Old Wang's Family to see the private plane.
Quickly, Old Wang's Family was surrounded inside and outside, crowded and bustling; if the courtyard walls weren't solid, they might have been pushed down by now.
People repeatedly took photos of the private plane on the roof with their phones, chatting animatedly, enjoying the excitent.
Wang Xiaoqiang, True Person of Taiyi, and Zhao Feiyan ca down from the rooftop. Seeing so many people, Wang Xiaoqiang knew he was being overly conspicuous, which could cause unnecessary trouble. If the dia were drawn and reported on it, things would get even more complicated.
He promptly urged the crowd to leave, but it was hard to persuade them. Everyone was excited about seeing a private plane up close, and no one wanted to leave.
Wang Xiaoqiang knew the villagers' temperant well, so he imdiately sent Little Bao to Big Mouth Supermarket to buy so premium cigarettes and a few big bags of chocolate candies to give out.
The villagers, having received gifts, felt embarrassed to stay any longer and gradually dispersed.
Seeing their son so successful, Wang Kuishan and his wife were naturally overjoyed, though the display of flying a plane ho was beyond what they had ever witnessed living in the village all their lives, making the old couple both happy and slightly apprehensive.
"Dad, Mom, look at Little Qiang, he's so accomplished, I'm ashad to even be the older brother," said Wang Dali with a bit of embarrassnt.
"Yes, but isn't Little Qiang's display a bit too grand? Could it stir up any trouble? Is it even allowed to fly private planes?" Wang Kuishan said excitedly and sowhat nervously.
"Dad, it's fine. Since Little Qiang bought a private plane, he must have a license. This private plane is just like a car; as long as it's licensed, you can fly it anywhere," Wang Dali reassured.
The family reunion filled everyone with joy. Wang Xiaoqiang was deep in the happy atmosphere of the family gathering, his internal "Light of Joy" brightening and growing, its power increasing.
"Grandma, Mom, Uncle, Dad, since we're taking a family photo, why not do it on Dad's private plane? That'd be cool," suggested Little Bao.
"Hey, that's a good idea," Wang Dali snapped his fingers.
"That's not right. The family photo should naturally be taken in our old house," Wang Kuishan said, his traditional and old-fashioned thinking dictating that only a photo in the old house would truly count as a family portrait.
"Hmm, Dad's right. The background of the family photo should be the old house," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "but who says we can only take one family photo? We'll take so inside, and then a few more on the plane."
"Hehe, great idea," Wang Xiaoqiang's mother responded, "but Little Qiang, is your plane stable up on the roof? What if..."
"Don't jinx it," Wang Kuishan glared at his wife.
Wang Xiaoqiang's mother quickly covered her mouth.
Wang Xiaoqiang laughed, "Dad, Mom, don't worry, this plane is totally stable. You haven't even been on a plane before; bringing it here is for you to experience flying..."
Before Wang Xiaoqiang could finish, his mother waved her hand, "No way... I dare not."
"Little Qiang, is it safe?" Wang Kuishan also asked.
"Dad, Mom, rest assured, this plane is absolutely safe," Wang Xiaoqiang thumped his chest, "No way I'd joke about our family's safety..."
"Yes, Dad, Mom, don't worry, this private plane is safer than big planes. Plus, we're not flying far, just a couple of circles over the village for the experience..." Wang Dali said.
"Okay, we'll just see how it feels to fly..." Before Wang Kuishan could finish, Xia Sanwa had already piped up, "Dear in-law, can we tag along? We'd like to experience flying too..."
Xia Guifang said, "Dad, stop interrupting, this is about taking a family photo, not experiencing flying."
Xia Sanwa pleaded, "Little Qiang, Dad's never flown in his life; it's his wish. This is a great opportunity; I hope you'll let Dad fulfill it..."
Wang Xiaoqiang patted Xia Sanwa's shoulder, "Don't worry, Dad, you and Mom are family. Not only will you fly, but you'll also be in the family photo."
Hearing this, Xia Sanwa was thrilled, shooting a glance at his daughter before turning to Wang Xiaoqiang, chuckling, "Just as the saying goes, having a good son is not as good as having a good son-in-law; having a good daughter is not as good as having a good son-in-law... Haha, let's start taking pictures, I'm impatient..."
The family had a high-quality cara, and when Wang Dali returned from Guangzhou, he had specially brought a 'Hasselblad' cara, so Zhao Feiyan was tasked with taking pictures. The family cheerfully gathered in front of the living room, taking a family portrait.
This extended family wasn't small, with Wang Kuishan and his wife, Wang Dali's family of three, Wang Xiaoqiang's family of three, and Xia Sanwa and his wife, totaling ten people.
After taking photos in the house, they went up to the plane.
With the protection of True Person of Taiyi and Zhao Feiyan, the family happily went up to the rooftop and boarded Wang Xiaoqiang's private plane,
The private plane's interior was very spacious, luxurious, and extravagant, with over a dozen sofa seats. The family sat together, took several more family photos in the cabin, then Wang Xiaoqiang took off.
It was the first ti Wang Kuishan, his wife, and Xia Sanwa and his wife were flying, so they were naturally a bit anxious but also very excited.
"Little Qiang, how much does this plane cost, a couple of million?" Xia Sanwa asked, peering out the cabin window.
"Puh... Uncle Sanwa, a couple million wouldn't even buy a wing," Wang Dali replied.
"How much would it take then?" Wang Kuishan was curious.
"Dad, private planes are like cars; there are high-end ones and cheaper ones. Cheaper ones cost a few million, while high-end ones can be over a billion. Little Qiang's plane must have cost over a billion," Wang Dali guessed.
"Wow, a billion! My heavens, such money could last a lifeti for several people. Little Qiang, why did you buy a private plane?"
Wang Xiaoqiang said, "For convenience and just for fun."
"What? For fun, spending this much, it's... it's too much..." Wang Kuishan wanted to say too extravagant but didn't.
Wang Dali consoled, "Dad, Little Qiang doesn't mind spending this much. This plane is like dust to him..."
Hearing his son's words, Wang Kuishan was stunned, no longer complaining.
"Little Qiang, do you plan to keep flying it?" Wang Dali asked.
"No, I'll leave it at ho. Let Little Bao learn to fly it, and when free, take grandpa and grandma for a spin..."
Before Wang Xiaoqiang could finish, his mother waved her hand, "No way, Little Qiang, fly it away. It's too ostentatious; the first flight is enough, flying more makes uneasy..."
"No worries, Grandma, it's safe," Little Bao joyfully said.
Wang Xiaoqiang didn't want to be too flashy, so he flew the plane in circles between Mantou Mountain and Great Green Mountain outside the village, then brought the plane back to the rooftop. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit qidian to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian for reading.)
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