Zhou Huaian helped the old man walk back. He said to Zhou Huaian sadly, "You said I was partial to you. You are a useless old man with a lot of illnesses. Why am I partial to you? I am almost a burden to you."

Zhou Huaian stopped and looked at him, "Grandpa, I don't like to hear that! You are a burden to me. You are the one who helps us take care of all the things at home. Without you, Chunyan and I would not be able to handle it."

He lowered his voice and whispered, "When Xiao Jiuer grows up, Chunyan and I will have another child in two years. Without you to help us take care of him, how can Chunyan and I have the time to have a second child?"

When the old man heard him say that he was planning to have an extra child in two years, he immediately perked up, "Grandpa has been stronger these past two years than before. I'll be looking after the family by then, so you can just calmly prepare for the second child."

Zhou Huaian smiled and nodded, "Well! Don't think about anything, just be happy every day, and ask my mom and Chunyan to make whatever you like to eat. Take good care of your body, so that you will have the energy to help us take care of the baby in the future."

The old man's nose was sour and his heart was warm as if he was soaking in warm water. "I have never eaten anything I eat before during the Chinese New Year. I like everything."

"Don't save money for me!" Zhou Huaian looked at him smugly, "You know I can make money now. If nothing else, I've made a lot of money in these two trips to the mountain after the New Year."

"Grandpa knows you can earn money, but you still have to save where you should. You are young and don't understand, but a person has a fixed amount of food and drink in his life. If you waste, God will hold it against you and reduce your blessings."

"Oh, then let's not waste it. Pick up what we like to eat and cook it." Zhou Huaian helped him walk to the grove. When he went over, he saw Zhou's father looking out the gate. "Grandpa, look, I'm waiting there."

The old man nodded and said, "Hurry up, we are all waiting for us to eat!"

When they reached the gate of the courtyard, Zhou's father glanced at the old man, stepped forward to support him, and said, "Old man, you can use your own money however you like. We have no objection."

The old man understood what he meant, "It doesn't matter who objects to my money." He looked at Zhou Huaian and said, "Go to the city and open an account for me and save the money. I will save all my future salary and give it to my great-grandson as a red envelope."

Zhou Huaian said readily: "Okay, I'll save it for you when I go to Ning'an this afternoon."

Father Zhou: "The third brother and his friends haven't come back from Ning'an yet, what are you doing going to Ning'an again?"

Zhou Huaian felt a little strange after hearing this, "Third brother just sent some food and some old clothes, he should have returned long ago."

Father Zhou and the old man looked at him worriedly, "Nothing will happen, right? Did he get robbed?"

Zhou Huaian thought for a moment, "No, the control is very strict now. If you are caught robbing on the road, you will be shot. Don't worry, I will go into the city after dinner to see if there is anything that has delayed you."

Mother Zhou held Xiaolong in her arms and looked at the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren standing at the door. "What are you doing standing at the door? Come in and eat."

"Here we are!" Zhou Huaian ran over with a smile and saw that the dishes were ready. "Xiao Lin, what delicious food did Aunt Yao make?"

Zhou Xiaolin pointed at the table and said, "Meat, carrots, and vegetables!"

Yang Chunyan smiled as she opened the lid of the rice steamer, filled it with rice and handed it to him. "I peeled some garlic moss and fried pork with oil. Go to Ning'an and see if there's any fresh meat for sale. Buy a pound and bring it back to stir-fry the garlic moss and pork shreds."

"Okay!" Zhou Huaian handed the bowl to the old man, "Let's eat! Look, Chunyan cooked your favorite crispy pork and radish soup."

The old man smiled and nodded, "Chunyan's crispy pork and radish soup is delicious."

After the family finished their meal, the old man said to Zhou Huaian, "Wait a moment, I'll go get the money."

Zhou Huaian smiled and said, "Do you really want to save it?"

"You can earn interest if you save it, so why not save it?" The old man said, picked up his pipe and walked away.

Mother Zhou patted Zhou Huaian and said, "What happened to your grandfather? He just ate a bowl of rice."

"Grandpa is unhappy." Zhou Huaian whispered to them what Zhou Huaixing said, "Mom, old man, Chunyan, I just told the people in the first house that I will take care of everything that happens to Grandpa from now on."

Yang Chunyan nodded and said, "Okay, we'll take care of it." These elderly people in her family are insightful and sensible people. They are the ones who benefit from living in their house.

Zhou Huaian looked at her gratefully and reached out to shake her hand.

"You beast!" Father Zhou was so angry that his face turned blue, and he slammed his fist on the table. "How did you teach your child? How dare a youngster say that in front of your grandfather?"

Zhou Xiaolin, who was sitting next to Zhou's mother, was startled and leaned towards her.

Mother Zhou quickly embraced her and patted her shoulder gently, "Old man, please keep your voice down. You're scaring the child."

After hearing this, Zhou's father saw Zhou Xiaolin looking at him in fear, so he calmed down his anger and said to Zhou Huaian, "We have saved a lot of money in the past two years. We will pass it down from generation to generation. Your grandfather will be taken care of by your mother and me."

Zhou's mother scolded, "You are the same. You believe everything you hear. The eldest wife said that she doesn't care about the old man, but the third wife's family doesn't know about it! The old man has lived in the youngest wife's house for the past two years, and the third wife has never been short of money and materials for the annual festival gifts and support.

When you have time, go and tell him that from now on, our two families will take care of it, and they will continue as usual. If there is anything else in the future, we will pay double."

"Okay, when the third brother comes back, I'll go talk to him about this." Zhou's father got up angrily and went to the backyard, picking up a hoe.

Zhou's mother took Zhou Xiaolin and her two siblings back to the third room for a nap. Yang Chunyan collected the dishes and went to the stove to wash them.

Zhou Huaian took the air pump and filled the bicycle with air. Seeing that the old man's door was still ajar, he felt a little worried and went over to knock on the door. "Grandpa, you haven't figured it out yet? Do you want me to help you?"

"I've counted them." The old man opened the door carrying a cloth bag. "Youngest, Grandpa has 1,085 yuan here. I'll keep 35 yuan, and you can save the rest for me."

Zhou Huaian laughed exaggeratedly: "Wow~ You have saved so much money! I didn't know my grandfather was such a rich old man."

"I didn't expect there were so many!" The old man happily unwrapped the old cloth bag, which contained notes of ten, five, two, and one yuan.

"I counted it the other day and realized it was over a thousand. Some of this money is from wages, some is from your mom and husband, and some is from you and Chunyan. If you save it, you can earn some interest."

Zhou Huaian took the thick stack of banknotes with a smile, "Okay, then I'll deposit it for you for a year, okay?"

"Okay, you decide!" The old man put the remaining thirty-five pieces of silver into a cloth bag and said, "Go ahead. I'll take a nap. You should drive slowly."

"Don't worry, I'm an old hand." Zhou Huaian took the money back to the house and packed it up. He looked at his son with a rosy face sleeping in the crib, went to the kitchen to say hello to Yang Chunyan, rode his bike to call Shang Zhouding, and the two of them went to Ning'an.

When the two were almost at the yellow horn tree beside the asphalt road, they saw Zhou Dachun sitting in the back seat of Zhou Huaixing not far ahead, holding a half-new and half-used shoulder bag tightly in his hands.

Zhou Huaian saw him hugging the bag with a nervous look on his face, and the time when the old man went to the city to sell bezoar flashed through his mind. "Ding Ding Cat, I'm sure that his bag contains either money or valuables."

Zhou Yiding took a look after hearing this and said, "Looking at his appearance, there should be quite a lot of money in there. Did Second Dad lend them money to buy a tractor?"

"No, my grandfather thinks..." Zhou Huaian told him what happened.

Zhou Yiding cursed: "Fuck! No one can say such a thing. When will I teach him a lesson?"

Zhou Huaian shook his head, "My grandfather has plenty of people to support him. I'm not interested in helping the eldest son take care of his son. I have to wait for him to avenge my grandfather in the future."

Zhou Yiding thought about it for a while before he understood, "That's right, water drips from the eaves. When Zhou Dachun gets old, Zhou Huaixing will be the one to help Second Grandpa get revenge!"

As they were talking, the two had already caught up with Zhou Huaixing. Zhou Huaian deliberately slowed down and followed them slowly.

Seeing them wobbling along on their bikes, Zhou Dachun, with Zhou Huaian still staring at the bag he was holding, quickly tightened his grip, "Huaixing, ride faster, the youngest son is here too."

Zhou Huaixing braked his bike after hearing this, turned around and looked at Zhou Huaian with disgust, "What are you guys following?"

Zhou Yiding sneered, "I'm following you, are you sick?"

Zhou Huaian, who originally didn't want to pay attention to them, saw him like that and rode his bike up to them. He stopped with a sly smile and stared at the bag Zhou Dachun was holding with his bare eyes. "Oh~ What a coincidence, are you going to buy a tractor?"

How did he know? Zhou Dachun looked at him warily and said unhappily, "To buy a tractor, can you lend us money?"

"Hahaha..." Zhou Huaian leaned over to look at him as if he had heard a very funny joke, "I lent you money to buy a tractor, and you think I look like I was caught in a door panel?"

"Hehe!" Zhou Yiding laughed, "How about I go back and pinch you with a door panel and see if you will lend it to them?"

"You guys, I..." Zhou Dachun was very upset, "Don't be so arrogant, kid, be careful!"

"You should be more careful. You're holding it so tightly that even a blind person can see it." Zhou Huaian whistled arrogantly at the bag he was holding, and rode away on his bicycle with Zhou Yiding.

Zhou Huaixing saw him heading towards Ning'an, and looked at the bag Zhou Dachun was holding with worry, "Old man, how do you think he knew that?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Zhou Dachun felt that what Zhou Huaian said just now made sense. He had just held the bag tightly, and those three hands could tell at a glance that there were valuable things in it, so he had to relax a little.

"That bastard is not a good person. Will he call for someone to rob us on the way?"

"He's not that bad, just go ahead and let us go."

Zhou Huaixing curled his lips, "You damn second-rate bastard, you just made a few bucks running errands for someone, but you were flattered by those bootlickers so much that you even forgot your last name."

"What can you do without money?" Zhou Dachun rolled his eyes at him. "If you don't have money, no one will respect you. You won't even be able to speak louder when you go out. Even your wife and children will look down on you..."

"Here you go again. I told you to get back to work when the tractor comes back. Why are you still nagging?"

"Anyway, I'm warning you in advance. If you dare to play around with money again, I'll chop off your hands..." (End of this chapter)