Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve. Li Baolong returned to Honghong's house carrying bags and packages. He quietly took out 100,000 yuan from his spatial storage, put it in a handbag, and carried it into the house after getting out of the car. Then he handed the bag to Honghong.
“Sister Honghong, I can’t go back with you this Spring Festival. Your mother is sick and the treatment will cost a lot of money. Please take this 100,000 yuan back with you. It’s a small token of my appreciation.”
Upon hearing this, Honghong was very surprised: "Brother Baolong, I can't accept this money. You have made some money from stocks, but this amount is too large. I appreciate your kindness."
Li Baolong smiled and said, "Sister Honghong, why are you being so polite with me? We've already met your mother last time, and you even said I was your boyfriend and that you wanted to marry me. I'm not short of money now, I'm a bona fide millionaire, so just take it."
Honghong was a little shy, and said in a coquettish tone, "Okay then, thank you, little brother Bao."
Honghong cooked dinner herself that evening, and the two of them opened a bottle of red wine and enjoyed a warm and romantic meal. After bathing together, Honghong gracefully walked to Li Baolong's side, extended her slender and soft hands, and gently placed them on his broad shoulders, beginning to tenderly massage him. Her technique was skilled and delicate, each massage perfectly relieving Li Baolong's fatigue and tension.
As Li Baolong felt the red massage, his gaze involuntarily fell on her beautiful, alluring face. Her eyes sparkled, her expression captivating, and a faint smile played on her lips. Her seductive appearance stirred his heart. Gradually, Li Baolong could no longer resist her alluring charm, pulling her into his arms and kissing her passionately.
The two were instantly swept away by passion, and a fierce battle ensued. An atmosphere of ambiguity filled the room; breaths and moans mingled, creating a beautiful yet blush-inducing symphony.
Time ticked by, and about an hour later, Honghong pleaded softly. Lying in Li Baolong's arms, she whispered, "Brother Bao, I want a child. You're twenty now, and I want to see our baby born this time next year. If you're willing, I'll transfer the dance hall next year and stay home to recuperate. I'll do your laundry and cook for you during the day, and take good care of you at night, okay?" Li Baolong pondered for a moment and said, "Sister Honghong, I think we should let things happen naturally. If we're intimate and you have a child, I'll be willing. That counts as agreeing to your request, right?" Honghong smiled and kissed Li Baolong's cheek. "Thank you, Brother Bao. I'll try my best to get pregnant with our child."
The next day, before dawn, Li Baolong got up early, while Honghong was still asleep. He tiptoed downstairs, crawled into his beloved "big toy," and sped off towards Jianzhou City.
An hour later, he arrived at his cousin's house in Jianzhou. He was carrying large bags of gifts, all of them expensive cigarettes and liquors. When his aunt opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise: "Baolong, why did you buy so much stuff!"
Li Baolong said with a smile, "Auntie, it's been a long time since I've come to see you. It's Chinese New Year, so I came to keep you company and celebrate the New Year together."
Uncle was overjoyed to see Li Baolong arrive. But seeing all those expensive cigarettes and liquors, he couldn't help but say, "You child, you're wasting money again. How can ordinary people like us afford such fine wine?"
Li Baolong quickly said, "Uncle, I made some money from stock trading, so it's only right that I buy you some things to show my respect!" Upon hearing this, his uncle's eyes reddened.
That evening, the family gathered together for a lively New Year's Eve dinner. Li Baolong stayed overnight at his uncle's house. Early the next morning, Li Baolong said goodbye to his uncle. He quietly left 10,000 yuan on the table, then went downstairs and started his car. After getting in, he leaned out and called out, "Uncle, I've left you 10,000 yuan. You and your aunt can buy whatever you want; don't be too frugal." Then he drove off.
My uncle stood there, watching the car disappear into the distance, tears welling up in his eyes and sliding down his cheeks.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Li Baolong drove himself, speeding all the way to the home of his lame uncle in the rural village of Sancha Township. When he passed through the town market, he bought a lot of sausages and cured meat, weighing dozens of kilograms, and even specially picked out his uncle's favorite cured pig's head.
A short while later, a white Santana pulled up in front of Uncle's old tile-roofed house. Uncle, who had a limp, looked surprised when he saw the car. He only smiled when he saw Li Baolong get out of the car and greet him.
Li Baolong unloaded a pile of gifts from the car, and his uncle couldn't help but say, "You child, why did you buy so many things? It's such a waste of money." Although he said that, he couldn't hide the emotion on his face.
After having dinner with his uncle, Li Baolong drove him to town. His uncle had never ridden in a car before and seemed a little reserved, constantly glancing around.
Li Baolong smiled and said, "Uncle, I'm now working as an assistant and driver for a big boss. I've made a lot of money for her by investing in stocks. She gave me 100,000 yuan this year. I'll buy you two new outfits at the clothing store later." The uncle quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't waste money. My clothes are fine, and they don't have any holes." Li Baolong knew in his heart that the old man was used to being frugal all his life.
Upon arriving at the town's clothing market, Li Baolong carefully selected two sets of clothes and two pairs of cotton shoes. Afterward, he bought a case of twenty cartons of inexpensive Wuniu cigarettes and two cases of Tianfu Daqu liquor; these were common items among ordinary people. Li Baolong understood the principle of not flaunting wealth, like the ancient saying "wearing fine clothes at night," it was better to be low-key, live his simple life without ostentation or boasting.
Having a car is so convenient. Li Baolong drove his uncle around, making an exception for the Spring Festival this year. At each house, he gave them a carton of cigarettes and two bottles of wine. The relatives and friends were all beaming with joy.
Actually, people in rural areas are really honest and simple. Even if you come to their door empty-handed, they will warmly invite you to eat.
These past two days, Li Baolong accompanied his uncle to visit many homes. His uncle was overjoyed, beaming with happiness. He proudly introduced his son to everyone he met: "This is my nephew, a college student! He's really successful now, earning money all the time!"
When relatives and friends met Li Baolong, they all praised him highly, constantly complimenting how sensible their nephew was. Some relatives were even more enthusiastic, immediately offering to introduce him to potential partners. Upon hearing this, Li Baolong quickly waved his hand, smiling as he said, "Oh, thank you all for your kind offer, uncles and aunts, but I haven't graduated from university yet. I can think about it after I graduate in a couple of years." In this way, he politely declined the offer. Everyone agreed with his reasoning and didn't press the matter, changing the subject.
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