Chapter 81
Zhong Miao couldn't raise his head for a moment. He took a bite of this, then a bite of that. Each bite was salty and fragrant, and each bite was sour and sweet. His taste buds were extremely satisfied.
"This is so delicious. Next time I'll bring my dad, mother-in-law, and An An to eat together."
"Okay, if you like it, we'll come tomorrow."
"Yeah, I'm going to eat this again tomorrow."
"As you say."
After the meal, Zhong Miao's burps were filled with the smell of barbecue, which made her so happy that she threw all thoughts about love and affection out of her mind. Pei Ze was a good dining partner because he could not only find delicious food but also barbecue for her.
When the couple got home, it was An An's bedtime and no one disturbed him.
Zhong Miao turned on the TV, took off his coat and lay down on the sofa. He would eat and rest after he was tired. It was an irreplaceable feeling of comfort and satisfaction.
Pei Ze lifted her up and said, "Let me use my legs as a pillow for you."
Zhong Miao readily followed suit and shifted his position, "I'm so tired after eating."
"You eat so much, how can you not be tired? Do you want to rub your stomach?"
"No, it will be digested after a good sleep."
Zhong Miao rested her head on his legs, staring at the TV, and soon fell asleep.
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That day, Zhong Ming greeted Zhong Miao and told her not to run around with Pei Ze in the evening and to go home early because he had something to tell her.
Pei Ze has found all kinds of delicious food these days, and the couple often go out on dates, so it is difficult for her father to see her at night.
Pei Ze didn't say anything else. He coaxed her gently as usual, and it was as if the jealousy and upset that time had never happened.
As soon as Zhong Miao arrived at school, she called Pei Ze and told him that she had to go see her father in the evening and could not go on a date with him.
The car he bought a few days ago just arrived, and today Pei Ze is going to pick up the car for his father-in-law. He has made an appointment with Zhong Miao to meet at the garment factory in the afternoon.
After class, Zhong Miao came to the garment factory.
"Dad, I'm back."
"My dear daughter, come in quickly." When Zhong Ming saw his daughter coming, a smile immediately appeared on his serious face, looking kind and gentle.
The father and daughter entered the house, and Zhong Ming poured her a cup of tea. "It's cold, have some hot tea."
Zhong Miao took the cup and warmed her hands. "It's okay. It's not cold while driving. It's just a little cold at school. The stove isn't very hot either."
Zhong Ming sat opposite his daughter and said, "Winter vacation is coming soon. Let's go back to the village and stay for a while. The kang in the village is warm.
It’s not cold at all.”
"Dad, I want to live back in the village, but your stall is too small and it's not convenient to go back. Pei Ze and I bought you a car.
The car will arrive in the next two days. Then it will be convenient for you to go back to the village, and you won’t be afraid of the cold when you go out to discuss things.”
"When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me how much it cost?"
"Just a few days ago, I wanted to buy it with the money you saved for me, but Pei Ze wouldn't let me. So let's just consider it a gift from us. We have money, so just accept it."
"Okay, okay, then Dad will accept it."
Zhong Ming didn't bother to be polite with his daughter and son-in-law. He took out a file bag from his desk drawer and handed it to Zhong Miao, "Daughter, take a look."
Zhong Miao opened the file bag, which contained a will. "Dad, what's going on?"
"Dad knows his own abilities. Don't look at my little shabby factory, which only makes 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month now, and recently the turnover has only reached over 30,000 yuan. It's not as profitable as our brother-in-law. However, the future market will definitely be huge. When the stock exchange opens next year, the investment and return will be tens of millions."
"Dad asked a lawyer to write a will, and it has witness signatures. It has nothing to do with your in-laws or Aunt Zhou's side. No matter how much Dad earns in the future, the bulk of it will go to you. Take a look."
Zhong Miao looked at the will carefully. Ninety-five percent of the will was given to her. It was clearly written that if he married Zhou Yunshan, Zhou Yunshan would get five percent. If they did not get married, Zhong Miao would inherit 100% of the property.
"Dad, have you told Aunt Zhou?"
"I said she agreed. She said she can earn money herself and doesn't care about money. But if Dad really gets married, he can't leave her nothing. That would be irresponsible. If something happens to me and she becomes a widow again, I have to leave her something. After all, I'm older."
"I understand, Dad. You don't have to give me all your money. When you and Aunt Zhou get married, it's your responsibility to earn money to support the family. You know I don't care about these things."
"Because I know you don't care, I can't let you down. Whether I'm married or not, you're my only daughter. You're my biggest responsibility in my life. This is my guarantee for you."
Zhong Miao tried her best to stay rational and not let her emotions dominate her thinking, but her tears would not listen to her.
"Dad, I'll keep this will. When do you plan to get married?"
"Next year, maybe. Dad's not a scumbag. Since he has an idea, he should take responsibility."
"Yeah, I should."
"Don't cry, dear. You're already married, why are you still such a crybaby?"
"Dad, you made this will too early. How are you? Are you okay?"
Zhong Miao thought of the melodramatic plots in TV dramas and was afraid that her father had a health problem.
"Haha, silly daughter, you've been watching too many TV dramas lately. If I had something to do, would I still be able to arrange a wedding? Wouldn't that just be a waste of time? Don't worry, Daddy is fine. He can still do this for at least another twenty years."
Zhong Miao cried and laughed at the same time after hearing this. Zhong Ming took a handkerchief and wiped her tears. "Don't cry. It would be a good thing if Dad could get married. You won't have to worry about me being alone anymore. Now you can have a companion when you get old."
"Uh-huh."
The sound of a car engine interrupted the conversation between the father and daughter. It was Pei Ze who came back, driving the new car he bought for his father-in-law. After a while, Li Guodong also drove Pei Ze's car back, and Zhong Miao put the will back into the file bag.
Pei Ze often came to his father-in-law's house and was familiar with the place. He led Li Guodong into the house. Seeing Zhong Miao's tearful eyes, he felt distressed. "What's wrong? Are you crying again?"
"I'm fine." Zhong Miao calmed down. She knew that her father had already made plans and as a daughter, she just had to respect his opinion. But she still felt sorry for her father, both distressed and touched.
She has the best father, and her mother's family is her strongest shield.
"Dad, do you like that car? Your daughter picked it out for you personally." Pei Ze put the car keys on the table and motioned his father-in-law to go and take a look.
"Yes, uncle, that car is really good. Brother Ze wouldn't let me touch it because he was afraid that I wouldn't be able to drive well since I just passed my driving test."
Li Guodong's hands were itching when he picked up the car, but Pei Ze didn't let him touch it.
"Haha, of course, my daughter picked it out, so it must be the best." Zhong Ming laughed and picked up the key. "Come on, sweetheart, let Dad take you for a run."
"Um."
"I won't greet you two boys, do whatever you want."
"Okay, Dad." Pei Ze asked Li Guodong to sit down.
Zhong Ming is really an expert in cars. Zhong Miao saw how her father drove the car and didn't feel that automatic transmission was difficult at all.
"Dad, your sword is still sharp. It's just that this car is a little bit inferior. It's not worthy of your old sword."
"Hahaha, when there are nice cars coming out, we can buy a few more and take turns driving them."
"Okay, then we'll open a bathing center so we can go there to relax and stay healthy when we have nothing to do."
"Guaibao is right. From now on, we two will enjoy it together. Oh, and we have to bring your uncle and your mother-in-law along. An An will definitely be happy."
"Yeah, bring Aunt Zhou and Tongtong with you, and we'll be a family from now on."
"Okay, your Aunt Zhou and Tongtong will definitely be happy to hear that."
"Uh-huh."
After a stroll, the father and daughter came back, chatted with Pei Ze and Li Guodong for a while, and then went home for dinner.
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After the final exam, Zhong Miao went on vacation, and An An also finished his exam and got his results. This was the child’s first final exam.
This year's Spring Festival is early, and the whole family plans to return to the village early.
Most of Pei Ze's work has been delegated, and the talents he has trained have gradually become proficient. He can go back to the village every day. Zhong Ming has a car, so it is not difficult for him to run back and forth when he is not busy.
When An An returned to the village, she was a little unhappy. Zhong Miao asked, "An An, why are you unhappy?"
"I didn't do well on this test."
After a few minutes of back and forth conversation, Zhong Miao finally understood the situation.
This morning, Zhong Miao went to An An's school for a parent-teacher meeting. After coming back, she did not comment on An An's grades.
The child scored 92 in Chinese and 98 in math at the end of the semester, which were not considered good scores in the class. Zhong Miao did not take it seriously at first, but An An heard from classmates that those who scored 99 were scolded when they got home, and those who scored 90 were beaten when they got home. The child felt that he did not do well in the exam.
There is a saying these days that if a child gets 100 points in both math and Chinese, it is called a double 100, and the parents will be proud to brag about it.
If you don’t get two perfect scores, it’s not considered a good test.
An An felt that since his parents didn't beat or scold him, he became uneasy.
It’s no wonder that the child would think this way. After the parent-teacher meeting, Zhong Miao went home to pack up her things with her mother-in-law and returned to the village in the afternoon. No one cared about the child’s emotions.
The car has already driven out, so they will go back first. Her father will also go back in two days.
Zhong Miao sat in the passenger seat and looked back at An An. "An An, if you feel like you didn't do well on the test this time, try to do better next time. Mom and Dad won't hit or scold you. I know your composition isn't your strong point. When we get back to the village, you can read more books. I can even teach you how to write. How about that?"
"Okay, okay, you really won't hit me?" The child immediately became lively when he heard that he would not be beaten.
"No, I don't even care about you, how can I bear to hit you."
"Wife, this kid is very cunning. You don't have to indulge him. Beat him when he deserves it."
Pei Ze just found out about An An's grades. He didn't go to the parent-teacher meeting and was busy at the factory in the morning.
"Dad, my mom said no fighting, I'll listen to her."
"Don't act pathetic, kid. If you don't do well in the exam next time, I'll beat you up. Even your mother won't help."
Pei Ze knows An An well. If you don't put some pressure on this kid, he will not take studying seriously.
"Well, I'll do better next time."
Zhang Weilan sat in the back seat and didn't care how her son and daughter-in-law educated the child. As an old lady, she didn't care about that. An An had a father and a mother, so she, an old lady, didn't need to worry about it. The car was shaking, so she decided to take a nap.
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This year's Spring Festival came early, so Pei Ze gave the factory and the store two days off in advance. After all, both sides were his own business, and he had the final say, so he simply let the workers go home early to prepare for the New Year.
Workers in large factories are not so lucky. They have to work half a day on New Year's Eve.
These days Pei Ze works at the furniture factory during the day and returns to the village at night. No matter how late it is, he has to come back to be with his wife. At the end of the year, the village has become much more lively.
On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Pei Ze did not go to work. The New Year's goods had been prepared long ago. His father-in-law was going to bring his girlfriend back to celebrate the New Year on New Year's Eve, so he and Zhong Miao went to her parents' home to clean up the house, otherwise there would not be enough space for her in-laws.
Pei Ze was lighting a fire at his father-in-law's house to warm up the room first. It had been cold and gloomy since no one had lived there for a long time.
"Wife, don't wipe it. It's so cold, don't get wet. I'll do it later. I work fast."
"Well, I'll just wipe the stool and sit there and watch you work."
"Haha, you're really good. You don't feel sorry for your husband at all."
Zhong Miao also finished wiping, threw the rag aside, washed her hands in the basin, and took advantage of Pei Ze squatting in front of the stove with his butt sticking out to light the fire, and climbed onto his back, "Who said I don't feel sorry for you? Now I'm here, let me feel sorry for you."
"Oh, you said it, now that you're on top of me, forget about getting off today." Pei Ze reached out a clean hand from behind and helped her stand up.
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