"Dad, what...what did you say?"
Even if Yu Wenyuan loses his manhood, he still knows about the connections that Yu Kaixing often mentions in Kyoto.
Especially the military personnel, they are not people they can touch.
"What did I tell you? Do whatever you want, but stay away from them. We can't afford to mess with those people!" Yu Kaixing felt like the sky was falling. "That Fu Tongyuan, I've been trying to get involved with him all day, but I can't find him at all. He won't even see me. And you, you're still trying to covet a woman from the Fu family? Are you crazy!"
Yu Wenyuan never expected that Fu Linchuan was actually a member of Fu Tongyuan's family.
Yu Kaixing ran over and went on a rampage, but there was nothing that could be done; he couldn't possibly kill his own son.
However, his original intention to cultivate a good relationship with Fu Tongyuan has now been made even worse, making things even more impossible.
In the evening, after finishing his work, Fu Tongyuan drove to the school to find Fu Linchuan.
"Uncle."
Fu Tongyuan asked him to get in the car so they could talk.
"Da Chuan, let's consider this matter over. Yu Kaixing and the others won't dare to do anything," Fu Tongyuan said with a smile. "Don't worry, with your grandfather and me here, no one will do anything to you. We were careless before; someone actually had designs on Chunmai. That won't happen again."
Fu Linchuan, however, felt that, "Uncle, have I caused you and Grandpa any trouble?"
“No, it’s nothing,” Fu Tongyuan said. “After all, if Yu Wenyuan had really succeeded in this matter, it would have been a matter of life and death. Chunmai is my daughter-in-law, so of course I won’t let her suffer such an injustice.”
“Dachuan, remember, we are family. Doing something for your father and the three of you brothers will make us feel more at ease, both for me and for your grandparents.”
Fu Tongyuan took the time to come over because he was worried that Fu Linchuan might feel burdened and wanted to come and comfort him.
But clearly, Fu Linchuan was very open-minded. "Thank you, Uncle."
Fu Linchuan understood this feeling.
It's as if he's searching for his daughter in a past life; he would do anything for her if he could find her.
After this incident, everything seemed to return to normal.
Sun Xiangdong and Zhang Xianglong were busy with factory matters, while Fu Linchuan, besides his studies, would often run to the factory.
As soon as the semester's final exams were over, Fu Linchuan and Sun Xiangdong boarded a train heading north.
He was there to transport timber.
The reason I brought Sun Xiangdong along was, of course, so that he wouldn't always be the one running around doing this.
He trusted Sun Xiangdong to handle things, and if Sun Xiangdong brought other people in the future, he wouldn't have to worry about sourcing goods.
Fu Linchuan bought two lower berths, which were directly opposite Sun Xiangdong's.
Knowing he would be on a train for more than 20 hours, Fu Linchuan bought a lot of food, including braised meat from the shop.
When the door was opened, the entire carriage was filled with a wonderful fragrance.
A short while later, a little boy who looked about six or seven years old jumped down from the upper bunk and walked confidently to Fu Linchuan. "Uncle, the meat you brought smells so good. Can I trade you my roast chicken?"
As the little boy spoke, he reached for the cloth bag on the ground and took out a large chicken leg from it.
Fu Linchuan laughed, "You're not going to eat this big chicken leg? If you trade it for this little bit of meat from me, kid, you're losing out."
The little boy blinked. "Uncle, let me try yours. It tastes better than mine."
Fu Linchuan didn't take the chicken leg from him, but handed the child a large pork rib instead, saying, "Uncle doesn't want the chicken leg, you can try this."
A man who looked to be under thirty jumped down from above. "Brother, thanks. Take this chicken leg. The kid took your things, so you have to exchange them. You can't just take other people's things. Taking advantage of others is unacceptable."
Fu Linchuan smiled and accepted the chicken leg, watching the child in front of him devour a long rib with great relish.
The little boy, after taking a bite of the chicken, looked at Fu Linchuan with bright eyes and said, "Uncle, did you make this? It's so delicious. That chicken leg was made by my dad, and it wasn't good at all."
The boy's father glared at him, "Even delicious food can't shut you up."
After saying that, he looked at Fu Linchuan with a smile and said, "Brother, I'm sorry you had to see this."
Fu Linchuan waved his hand, inviting him to sit down together, "I brought quite a lot, would you like to try some?"
Upon hearing this, the man quickly took out eggs, peanuts, and wine, and stuffed them all into Fu Linchuan's hands.
Only then did he pick out a small piece of pork rib to eat.
He was surprised after just one bite.
"Bro, did you make this yourself or did you buy it somewhere?"
Fu Linchuan said, "I made it myself."
"Brother, your cooking skills are amazing," the man said. "I also run a delicatessen near my home, and I think it tastes pretty good myself. Business was alright at first. But my son keeps complaining that it's not tasty."
The little boy took a moment to say, "Dad, why don't you let Uncle run the shop? Your cooking is really bad."
Fu Linchuan reached out and ruffled the boy's hair, then picked up a chicken leg and tasted it.
It's not that it tastes bad, since it is meat after all.
It's definitely much worse than what he made.
"Brother, where are you from?"
“My home is quite far away. This train goes all the way north to a place called Lihe Town. It’s very cold there, much colder than Kyoto.” The man said generously, “My home is in a small place, you’ve probably never heard of it, brother.”
Fu Linchuan laughed and said, "I have indeed heard of it. We are also planning to go to Lihe Town this time. It seems we are on the same path."
"Brother, you're coming to our place?" the man said cheerfully. "Then we're really on the same wavelength. My name is Chen Dafa, what's your name, brother?"
"Fu Linchuan".
"Brother Da Chuan," Chen Dafa said, "Are you going to visit relatives or something?"
Fu Linchuan didn't hide it either. People these days are very honest, especially around here. They're really good at talking and don't act like outsiders at all.
"I'd like to see the timber you're shipping out."
“Hey brother, you’ve come to the right place. Since last year, those people have been renting out timber on the mountain even in the dead of winter. They’re hauling it out truckload after truckload. The trucks have to haul it out every two days, all heading downhill,” Chen Dafa said.
Fu Linchuan knew about this.
The timber from these forest areas was shipped to other places, making a large number of people rich.
At this time, the forest area was truly magnificent.
However, later on, after they started planting trees and protecting the forest, it gradually declined, and people began to leave.
“Brother, if you’re capable, you could even run a small business in these mountains. You could make a good living this winter,” Chen Dafa said, launching into a long and enthusiastic speech.
Fu Linchuan hadn't really thought about this. He was unfamiliar with the place and couldn't possibly stay there all winter.
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