Mrs. Hu sat on the sofa, with a small mountain of peeled oranges piled up beside her, but she still didn't notice.
Her grandchildren were already hiding in a corner, trembling with fear.
"Grandma was so scary today!!!"
Looking out at the starry sky, he muttered to himself, "That heartless little brat, I wonder how things went at Ah Long's house this time."
The moment she finished speaking, her phone rang. She quickly picked it up and saw that it was her future son-in-law calling. Her lips instantly curled up, and a delighted smile bloomed on her face.
At that moment, Mr. Hu was too busy with work to get away, so the phone call naturally ended up with Mrs. Hu, and the effect was the same anyway.
"Hey, is this Ah Long? How's it going over there? Have you eaten yet?"
Hu's mother spoke rapidly, a string of concerns escaping her lips.
"Hehe, Auntie, everything's fine here. We're still eating."
"I bet you haven't eaten yet, have you? I bet Uncle Hu is still busy right now!"
Looking at her husband who was busy in the study, Mrs. Hu smiled.
"Hehe, you guessed right. We're already used to it. Just make sure you eat and drink well. Is Xin Xin getting used to things over there?"
Mrs. Hu asked her about her beloved daughter with a smile.
“Xin Xin has adapted well to the neighborhood, and my parents love her very much.”
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Long responded with a smile while carefully placing a large shrimp, Hu Xinxin's favorite food, into her bowl, his eyes full of tenderness.
"Okay, okay, I'm relieved that your parents are happy."
"I'm also worried that she might have a bad temper and offend her in-laws. Please bear with her then."
"What are you saying? We like it more than anything."
My mother chimed in, peeling a large shrimp for her eldest daughter-in-law and placing it in her bowl.
Of course, she peeled one for her younger daughter-in-law as well, treating them the same way.
......
After hanging up the phone, Hu's mother felt an unprecedented sense of relief.
In the restaurant, the three sons and daughters-in-law, who were chatting idly, became curious when they saw their mother/mother-in-law, who had been downcast, become cheerful after finishing her phone call.
"Mom, whose phone is that? Why are you so happy?" the eldest son couldn't help but ask.
Mrs. Hu smiled mysteriously and said, "It's nothing, you don't need to worry about it."
In Zhang Long's hometown, the two brothers, after having a reunion dinner, brought their girlfriends and started warming themselves by the fire pit early in the morning.
Although it's called "occupying" the area, there's actually no one else outside; everyone's gone home for dinner.
In rural areas, besides playing mahjong and cards, there are very few forms of entertainment during the Spring Festival.
Of course, there are also people waiting for their families to come home and have dinner together.
For example, the families of my second and third uncles haven't all arrived yet.
Zhang Kang, the youngest son of my second uncle's family, works at the Ningbo Customs. Because there are rumors that he is about to be promoted, he endured the hardship until New Year's Eve in order to uphold his integrity.
After finishing his shift that morning, he didn't even have time to eat a few bites of food. He just grabbed a piece of bread and hurriedly drove home.
If it were according to past practice, he might have stayed at his father-in-law's house for the New Year.
But not this year. Zhang Long's achievements have shown him the potential of connections, and he is thinking of getting closer to him. After all, within the system, connections are one of the aids for promotion, and you never know when you might need them.
Compared to the college entrance examination, trying to make it within the system is like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge.
It's a thousand times more difficult than the college entrance exam. It's truly a case of one person in one spot; it's not enough to just have the ability.
As for why Song Ge from Uncle San's family didn't come back, that's really Zhang Long's fault.
With Zhang Long's deliberate support, his business has been thriving this year.
Zhang Long peeked out from between his fingers, revealing just a tiny bit of the resources he had allocated, which solved his supply problem.
Over the course of a year, Zhang Song made a fortune, and even opened four branch stores.
He was experiencing both pain and joy, working until after 3 p.m. before closing the shop and going home.
Zhang Long sat by the brazier, watching the small flames inside, while occasionally glancing at his younger brother Zhang Hu and his sister-in-law Xiao Xi out of the corner of his eye.
After all, his mother had conscripted them that afternoon, and he was a little worried that they might be unhappy about it.
In fact, it wasn't just Zhang Long who was worried; his younger brother Zhang Hu was the same. He was very clear-headed and knew who the real king or queen was in the family.
"Xiao Xi, you've been busy all afternoon without stopping, you must be exhausted," Zhang Hu said, comforting Xiao Xi while holding her small hand.
"Oh, I'm fine. It's the New Year, so it's only right to help my mother-in-law with some things," Xiao Xi replied with a smile.
Seeing their performance, Zhang Long immediately forgot about his work and started chatting and laughing, feeling quite satisfied.
As the eldest child in the family, I cannot often be by my parents' side to fulfill my filial duties, so my younger brother and sister-in-law become especially important.
Although Zhang Hu is somewhat carefree, he does a really good job in this regard.
Zhang Long had heard about how his son often bought fruit to visit his parents while chatting with the shop assistants.
"Looks like I'll have to increase Xiaohu's allowance this year," Zhang Long thought to himself. "That's settled then."
At this moment, Zhang Hu was completely unaware that his pocket money was about to increase with the update of the "new version".
He was chatting enthusiastically with his sister-in-law.
"Hehe, sister-in-law, you know what? Something really funny happened to me the other day..." Zhang Hu said, his face beaming.
Zhang Long watched his younger brother's animated gestures and the little fox giggling with amusement.
He looked at his younger brother Zhang Hu from an outsider's perspective. Zhang Hu's eloquence and emotional intelligence were indeed excellent, but he had an unruly and restless heart and could never settle down to do anything.
So he always complains that God does all sorts of immoral things, like opening doors for people and then closing windows at the same time. Why can't God just open them all to let in some fresh air?
Several people sat around outside, chatting and warming themselves by the fire.
Gradually, more and more people came out after finishing their New Year's Eve dinner.
Someone once said that once you succeed, only good people will surround you.
At this moment, Zhang Long deeply understands this.
Before he could finish his reflection, his phone started ringing incessantly.
Call him if you're close to him, text him if you're a little more distant, and send him WeChat messages if you're even further away.
He worked for several hours straight, until it was already dark, and he still hadn't finished.
It just wouldn't stop. I had just hung up the phone when another call came in, and when I checked the contact name, it was someone I knew.
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