Jiang Yu and Chen Cixiu stood there stunned for a long time, watching the goods that the mall employees were carrying in.

It seems like we bought a bit too much. With just these items, we could totally discuss opening a small shop.

Buy a few more refrigerators and put them by the door, and add some shelves to the house, and you'll have a small shop.

Chen Cixiu and Jiang Yu exchanged a glance, especially Chen Cixiu.

Young people who earn some money tend to spend it without much control.

Fortunately, they are all necessary, so there aren't too many rules. The only thing to note is that it will be a bit troublesome to take them back later.

After the mall staff finished distributing the items, they went home. Jiang Yu looked at him and said, "Honey, I want to know if people will laugh at us if we go back with a whole car full of these things."

Chen Cixiu blinked. "Don't worry, I have a brilliant plan."

He raised his head, seemingly having already come up with a plan.

Jiang Yu was curious about his brilliant plan, so she pressed him for an answer, "What brilliant plan?"

"We have to go home in a couple of days, and the house needs a big cleaning, so we can take most of these things with us when we go back, and keep the rest with us. Anyway, Mom and Dad will be driving back to their hometown."

Chen Cixiu said with a smile.

"Honey, you've never told me where your hometown is?"

Jiang Yu suddenly realized that in all the time they had spent together, Chen Cixiu had never mentioned the location of his hometown.

"Yes, that seems to be the case. Our hometown is farther away than Luotan Village. Most of the people there speak a local dialect. Although my family lives in the city, we go back every year for holidays, but less often on weekdays. This has led to us not being familiar with the people in the village. Fortunately, there are many people in our family, and we have a family banquet every year for the New Year. Apart from my grandfather's generation, we are more familiar with my parents and our generation. Since we are not in our hometown for most of the year, we only nod to each other during holidays. But if anyone needs help, our family will actively help. It's just that our relationship is neither good nor bad."

Chen Cixiu explained.

"Can you speak a dialect?"

Jiang Yu asked curiously.

Chen Cixiu nodded. "Actually, it was my parents who taught me this. Although I haven't said it for a long time, I still say it when I go home. My parents and grandparents all say that we can live outside, but we can't forget our roots. As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots. No matter how far we drift, we will eventually return to our homeland."

“I think this kind of education is good, and I’m looking forward to going home,” Jiang Yu said with a smile.

Chen Cixiu sighed: "Wife, don't get your hopes up too soon."

Jiang Yu responded with a "Hmm?".

He explained, “We have to do a big cleaning when we get home. Our house is a two-story building. The village is different from here, so we have to clean it ourselves. Besides, we only come back once a year, and we don’t know how dusty it is now.”

Whenever Chen Cixiu thinks of the annual spring cleaning, he can't help but shed tears of sorrow. The solid wood sofa, the wooden stools, the red brick stairs, the stair railings that he doesn't know if they are aluminum or steel, the burglar bars on the windows—each and every one of them is a tearful reminder of his grief.

Jiang Yu laughed and said, "So, we're going to do a big clean-up together?"

"Yes, spring cleaning, writing couplets, oh, it's my turn to write the couplets this year, I'm going crazy."

Chen Cixiu felt as if the sky had fallen.

"It's just writing couplets. I remember you have excellent calligraphy skills," Jiang Yu said with great curiosity.

"Grandpa set a rule that, in order to prevent anyone from being lazy and not practicing calligraphy, someone has to write the couplets every year. This year it was my turn, and I wrote for ten couplets."

Jiang Yu couldn't help but mourn for Chen Cixiu.

Ten households! Upstairs and downstairs, in front and behind the door, in the kitchen—counting them all would make my hands ache.

"What should we do then?" Jiang Yu asked.

Chen Cixiu lowered his head, laughing and crying at the same time, and said, "What can I do? I can only cram at the last minute. It's been so long since I've picked up a pen."

"These past two days?" Jiang Yu couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Chen Cixiu shrugged. "By the way, honey, why don't you go a day later?"

Why?

Jiang Yu asked.

“Doing a thorough house cleaning is really tiring, and besides, you'll still need to be at the company before the New Year, so there's no need for you to come back with me.”

Chen Cixiu said.

Jiang Yu grasped his hand. "You're worried about me, but this isn't how you show it. Since I said I'd go back with you for the New Year, I didn't just say it offhand. Since we've already decided to go back together, of course we should go back together. Besides, I really haven't done a thorough cleaning."

Hearing this, Chen Cixiu felt even more distressed.

This young lady is going back with me and cleaning up herself. What if my father-in-law finds out?

They don't need to clean their own house at all; they can just hire someone.

Even back in my hometown, I can hire someone to clean it.

Moreover, with so much stuff in their house, it was even less likely that they would actually put down what they were doing and go home to clean.

"Honey, why don't we clean the house first today?"

Jiang Yu looked around and said.

"Please hire someone."

Without saying a word, Chen Cixiu immediately spoke.

"How about once or twice? Besides, I clean myself all the time, okay? I'm not being fussy. Come on."

Chen Cixiu felt that she was being wronged, but in the end, she became even more motivated.

Perhaps that's not bad. As for his family, there's one more thing Chen Cixiu didn't mention: his parents always go back early every year, while he's always the one who comes back late.

Chen Cixiu smiled and started cleaning the small house with Jiang Yu.

The house was always filled with the two of them laughing and chatting.

Sometimes, because they laugh so loudly, people downstairs will look up and see a young couple playfully cleaning, and smiles will appear on their faces.

Professor Chen's home.

"Honey, are you ready?"

Professor Wu was already standing outside the door.

Professor Chen came out carrying a bag that looked particularly heavy.

"Honey, are you sure we're really not going to buy any New Year's goods?" Professor Chen asked.

“My daughter-in-law just sent me a video. Xiao Xiu bought a ton of stuff. We don’t need to buy anything. We can just go home now.”

Professor Wu said.

"That's good. Our son is quite reliable."

Professor Chen put the things in the car and prepared to drive back to his hometown.

“Honey, how about we hire someone to clean the house from now on? After all, our in-laws are from the Jiang Group, and they’ve never experienced this kind of hardship before. Let’s go home earlier in the future, so they don’t think we’re doing a bad job,” Professor Wu said to Professor Chen.

Professor Chen nodded in agreement, "Actually, no matter who it is, we should go back earlier. It's not right to make the daughter-in-law do the cleaning as soon as she arrives."

"I agree with you, but we don't live in our hometown very often, and going back to this house every year is really..."

After saying that, the couple both sighed.