Feng Haidong lived an unremarkable life and passed away peacefully. After his death, he found himself back in 1996.
Now in his prime at the age of thirty, Feng Haidong resolves to try just a ...
Feng Haidong could only give Fang Yong and Wang Quan a general explanation.
The two newspaper editors looked at each other after hearing this, and then they both laughed.
Wang Quan said with a smile, "Haidong, I've noticed that you really have a lot of new words now. There are quite a few new words in your article too."
Fang Yong nodded and said, "Yes, Hai Dong used a lot of words that really caught my eye, and upon closer inspection, I found them to be excellent."
Feng Haidong said with a smile, "I just happened to think of those words, so I used them casually."
Wang Quan asked, "And what about you, you simp?"
Feng Haidong said, "This came to mind by chance. Think about it, didn't we often say that so-and-so fawned over so-and-so like a lapdog? And what about those traitors? Weren't they called lackeys?"
After this explanation, Fang Yong and Wang Quan finally understood the meaning of "lickspittle".
Fang Yong pondered for a moment and said, "Hai Dong's use of the word 'licking dog' is really apt. Like a lapdog, drooling and trying to please others, that really is what a licking dog is."
Upon hearing Fang Yong's words, Wang Quan couldn't help but laugh again.
Then Feng Haidong and Fang Yong also started laughing.
The three chatted for a while longer before Fang Yong and Wang Quan said their goodbyes and left.
Feng Haidong tidied up the table and moved the table and chairs back for Sun Yongxing and his wife to set up.
In the following period, Feng Haidong and his wife Sun Yongxing experienced a relatively slow period in their business.
Around 10:30 p.m., another group of customers finally arrived.
Feng Haidong disposed of the remaining crayfish, salt and pepper shrimp tails, and beer, essentially giving them away for free.
Afterwards, he didn't rush to leave, but instead helped Sun Yongxing and Zhao Hongxia with their chores for a while longer.
It was already close to midnight.
Seeing that he had some free time again, Sun Yongxing said to Feng Haidong, "Haidong, it's almost midnight. Why don't you go home first? If it gets any later, your wife at home will probably worry."
Feng Haidong glanced at his watch, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Brother Sun, how about I stay with you until midnight? I see you don't have much food left. If you have one or two more tables, you should be able to close up shop, right?"
Zhao Hongxia quickly chimed in, "Haidong, you've sold everything, you should really go back now. We only have so much left, we'll probably have to stay a little longer. It's so late at night, we never know when the customers will come. Sometimes it's two or three in the morning before another wave of customers arrives."
Sun Yongxing said, "Yes, yes, Haidong, you really have to listen to us. Go back first, you don't need to help here. My wife and I can manage."
After hearing Sun Yongxing and Zhao Hongxia say this repeatedly, Feng Haidong stopped insisting: "Alright, then Brother Sun, Sister-in-law, I'll head back first?"
Sun Yongxing and Zhao Hongxia said in unison, "Yes, yes, let's go back first and get some rest tonight."
Sun Yongxing said, "Don't you have to go to the factory tomorrow morning? You're busy until so late, and then you have to get up so early. Don't wear yourself out. Your health is your most valuable asset, so don't overwork yourself."
Feng Haidong smiled and nodded: "I know, thank you for your concern, brother and sister-in-law."
Before leaving, Feng Haidong called Sun Hongyu, who had been standing by watching all night, aside.
"There's nothing I want to tell you. You've probably seen it with your own eyes. Your parents work very hard. I don't want to say that they earn money for you. They work so hard to earn money, so it can't be said that it's only for you, but it's definitely for your family."
I know that you might feel ashamed that your parents are setting up a stall on the street, but let me tell you, your parents are earning money through their own hard work, and there's nothing shameful about it.
Sun Hongyu stared at Feng Haidong without saying a word.
Feng Haidong continued, "I've also been through your age. I can tell you that when I was a child, I had older brothers and sisters and younger brothers and sisters. I was basically neglected at home. My parents rarely cared about me because there were too many children and they also had jobs, so they simply didn't have time to think about caring for their children."
Seeing that Sun Hongyu seemed somewhat moved, Feng Haidong said, "I'm telling you all this in the hope that you can think carefully about everything that happened tonight, and think about the expression on your mother's face when she first saw you."
Finally, Feng Haidong patted Sun Hongyu on the shoulder and said, "You're an adult now, so you should act like one. Think carefully about what you want to do."
After saying this, Feng Haidong greeted Sun Yongxing and Zhao Hongxia, then pushed his cart away.
Sun Hongyu stood by the roadside, watching Feng Haidong's departing figure, his mind still replaying the words he had just spoken.
Feng Haidong felt that this was all he could do to help Sun Yongxing and Zhao Hongxia.
He still wanted to believe that Sun Hongyu wasn't the kind of utterly wicked kid, and that he was just being rebellious and that's why he was hanging out with that group of hooligans.
Therefore, Feng Haidong still hoped that after seeing his parents' hard work tonight, Sun Hongyu would truly turn back.
If he still doesn't turn back after all that?
Feng Haidong felt that it was beyond redemption and there was no need to waste his time on it.
Walking down the deserted streets under the cover of night, Feng Haidong began to ponder his own affairs.
The crayfish stall must continue operating, but it must be expanded as soon as possible, especially before summer, ideally by setting up its own storefront.
If we install a color TV in the store and capitalize on the summer Olympics, we should be able to make beer, crayfish, and barbecue skewers the go-to choices for summer nights.
With that in mind, Feng Haidong soon pushed his cart into the gate of the family compound.
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