Chapter 151, Part 1 (First Update)
Huang Laishun stayed at the Luo family's house for a few days and gradually became familiar with everything around him, which made him much bolder.
It is actually very affectionate; it will lie down at your feet whenever someone is home, especially when it is close to Luo Xinmin.
Luo Xinmin himself was puzzled. He joked at breakfast on Sunday, "Does it know that I'm slow and it's not easy for me to kick it?"
Putting aside whether his legs were slow or not, Luo Hong glanced down and said, "Dad, you peed on your shoes."
Luo Xinmin, having raised children and served in battle, remained quite calm. He patted the puppy and reprimanded it, saying, "This is not acceptable."
He calmly went to change his shoes, while Liu Yinfeng mopped the floor; the couple moved about smoothly.
Look, that's what a grown-up should be like.
Luo Yan turned to look at her brother: "You're just making a big fuss."
If she hadn't taken three steps back while holding the steamed bun, Luo Hong wouldn't have refuted her words.
He said, "Where have you gone?"
Luo Yan bared her teeth at him, which was described as looking exactly like a puppy. Enraged, she punched her brother twice and said, "I'm leaving."
The parents knew exactly what their daughter was up to, leaving so early, but they looked at their son with a puzzled expression: "Aren't you going?"
Luo Hong slowly ate his steamed bun: "It's not like Sanfang is opening a shop for the first time. Besides, it's more effective for her to go than for me to go."
The couple thought about it and agreed, saying, "With three stores all at once, we'll be making several thousand a month from now on."
Luo Hong swallowed the food in his mouth: "There definitely is. I need to work on that too. Let's go."
No one put pressure on him, and Luo Xinmin even said, "You're already earning more than me, that's pretty impressive."
Luo Hong feigned modesty and said, "It's so-so, I still need to keep up the good work."
Her son rode his bicycle out the door, and Liu Yinfeng muttered to herself, "I think he's still just thinking about it."
Everyone compares themselves to others.
Luo Xinmin: "Honghong is a very open-minded child."
Liu Yinfeng laughed at the repeated use of the word, saying, "If she heard that, she'd get angry with you again."
Luo Xinmin laughed and, pulling Huang Laishun along, said, "Come on, let's go take a look around the new house."
In the short time it took to say just a few words, Luo Yan had already ridden her bicycle to Hongmi Hutong.
She saw Zhou Weifang making his final preparations from afar, and when she got closer, she wanted to surprise him.
As a result, Zhou Weifang turned around and saw her, took off his gloves and said, "So early? Have you eaten yet?"
Luo Yan: "I've eaten. We need to get to the library early to get a seat."
Seeing that he was dressed so lightly, she asked, "Aren't you cold?"
Zhou Weifang was carrying and lifting things around, so he wasn't cold at all; in fact, a little sweat even appeared on his forehead.
He held out his hand: "Feel it, it's warm."
"What are you touching?" Luo Yan glanced at him sideways and said, "Be careful the wind doesn't blow on you."
Zhou Weifang lowered his voice: "Then you definitely can't catch a cold, otherwise you'll be kissing..."
Luo Yan didn't even let him finish speaking, and said to him, "Are you looking for a beating?"
Zhou Weifang didn't dodge or avoid the question, but urged her, "If you're in such a hurry, then go ahead. Just say congratulations to me."
Luo Yan sincerely congratulated him, then mumbled, "I'll give you the gift next time."
A gift? Zhou Weifang's eyes lit up, and he resisted the urge to touch her face.
Luo Yan noticed his restless intentions and took a step back: "Let's go, Boss Zhou."
As she was leaving, she bumped into some acquaintances, who naturally asked her, "Is Yanzi running errands for your brother again?"
Luo Yan was actually feeling guilty, and said yes with her head down.
Fortunately, she was naturally quiet and introverted, so the other person didn't say much, just greeted her and started chatting with the person in charge of the day.
Zhou Weifang could only pretend to be nonchalant as he watched Luo Yan ride her bike further and further away before turning his attention back to exchanging pleasantries with others.
For him, opening a business was something he'd done a couple of times before. Nothing unexpected happened all day, except his legs felt like wheels going downhill, never stopping for a moment.
But he was thinking about someone, so after closing time, he glanced at his watch and decided to go to Jiaotong University anyway.
At this time, Luo Yan was reading a book in her brother's shop. Hearing footsteps, she assumed it was a customer and looked up, saying, "Boss, are you out..."
The second half of the sentence should be changed to: "Why are you here? Have you had dinner yet?"
Zhou Weifang: "You ate. Where's your brother?"
"Going to the toilet."
What a perfect timing! Zhou Weifang said blatantly, "Yanyan, I miss you so much."
Luo Yan closed the book and placed it on the table: "Didn't we just see each other this morning?"
"What kind of meeting was that?" Zhou Weifang said. "We barely exchanged a few words."
Luo Yan gestured for him to sit down, then leaned on the table and whispered, "I missed you too."
Zhou Weifang leaned down opposite her, and the two of them looked at each other, when a loud cough gave them a warning.
Luo Hong patted the dust off his pants: "Be mindful of your image."
Then he asked, "Aren't you busy today? You seem to have plenty of free time."
Zhou Weifang: "A shop with two employees should be able to operate smoothly. I'm just helping out."
That's true, but ultimately it's my business, so how can I feel at ease if I don't keep an eye on it?
Luo Hong knew he was just trying to reassure his sister, so he glanced at him but didn't expose him. He simply said, "Don't stand here. Take Yanyan home. I don't close the door that early tonight."
Zhou Weifang had originally planned to quietly accompany Luo Yan to read for a while, but upon hearing this, he thought it was a good idea and asked, "Is it alright?"
Luo Yan is certainly capable.
She stuffed all the books into her bag, trying to cover up her lie to her brother: "That way I'll have time to wash my hair."
Luo Hong gave a perfunctory "uh-huh" three times without even turning his head.
For some reason, Luo Yan tiptoed and walked quietly, gently pushing Zhou Weifang to hurry up.
Zhou Weifang had a strange feeling, like when he was a child sneaking out of the house without his parents' knowledge. He almost held his breath, but his expression was unusually radiant.
The two of them stopped at the same time after riding a few hundred meters, breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other and laughed.
Zhou Weifang was finally able to pinch her cheek: "How can you be so cute?"
Luo Yan puffed out her cheeks, refusing to let him pinch her cheeks. After a few seconds, she lost her composure and said to him, "I'll bring Huang Laishun to play with you next time. It's very cute too."
In her letter a couple of days ago, she mentioned that a little dog named Huang Laishun had come to her house, but she didn't go into too much detail.
Zhou Weifang is now very curious: "It's already rare for a puppy to have a surname, but why is its surname Huang?"
Luo Yan stepped on the pedal: "Let's talk as we walk."
She didn't ride fast, but she talked very fast.
After hearing this, Zhou Weifang immediately flattered him, saying, "I think 'Yellow Oriole' would be a good name."
He added, "Of course, Lai Shun is also very good."
With her mother not around, Luo Yan said, "If you can't explain it to me, I won't pass it on."
Zhou Weifang said righteously, "I really think it's good, it's so easy to say."
He seemed genuinely serious. Luo Yan was startled: "What kind of skill is this? I'm disqualifying you from naming things in the future."
"Who will I name next?" Zhou Weifang asked knowingly.
Luo Yan, unusually, rode her bike with one hand while using the other to take a picture of him.
Zhou Weifang was quite pleased to be beaten, but when he looked away and saw the alley entrance, he couldn't help but sigh, "How come it's so close?"
Luo Yan chose Jiaotong University because it was close by, and before turning the corner, she said, "You should go back and get some rest; your eyes are practically black."
Does it look like a crow? Zhou Weifang subconsciously pressed his hand to his eyelids. When he got to the car dealership, he started looking in the mirror, thinking: It's alright, it's alright, but if I don't sleep soon, there is indeed a risk.
He unusually washed up early and went to bed early, and slept soundly all night.
But Luo Yan didn't go to bed that early.
She crammed until late at night, but her English exam the next day was still unsatisfactory, and she was quite dejected when school ended at noon.
Luo Hong could tell from his sister's expression that the exam hadn't gone well, so he said, "There's something nice for lunch, cheer up."
"What's good to eat?" Luo Yan looked around and, not seeing anyone except her brother, asked, "What did you buy?"
Luo Hong: "He had it delivered by tricycle."
Everyone knew who "he" was. Luo Yan washed her hands, sat down, and said, "Actually, I'm fine with just something to eat."
Luo Hong said to her, "Your mouth is stretched all the way to your ears."
"Nonsense!" Luo Yan shouted. "I clearly don't show my teeth when I smile."
Whether it was Lu Lu or not, she was smiling. Luo Hong sat down and said, "I'm really benefiting from your influence every day."
Luo Yan swayed back and forth in the chair: "It's okay, I won't charge you for taking advantage of this."
"Hey, Luo Hong: I see you're quite open-minded, you really don't stand on ceremony with him at all."
Luo Yan took a bite of food: "There was originally a little bit, but Mom said we're not married yet, so it's not good to keep spending other people's money."
Everyone thinks that unmarried men and women should be more financially separate, but she comes from a family where money is a very open topic.
Her parents' income and savings were never hidden, and her brother's pockets were always open, to the point that she believed that in close relationships, even wallets were shared.
Moreover, Zhou Weifang has a theory that whether someone has a lot of money depends on their income. If calculated proportionally, he only earns ten yuan and spends fifty cents on his partner.
According to him, Luo Yan accepted the situation smoothly and told her brother, "That's meaningless."
Luo Hong flicked his sister's head: "That's right. If a man isn't even willing to spend money on you, then there's no point in talking about whether he cares about you or not."
Luo Yan felt that it couldn't be said that way: "Whether you put your heart into it or not isn't something that can be calculated with money."
Her student-like face was so innocent and naive. Luo Hong taught his sister the most important lesson: "When you start working, well, you probably won't understand. Just remember this: making money isn't easy. If you're willing to spend it on others, that's true affection."
Is that so? Luo Yan didn't really understand the hardships of making a living, and just looked her brother up and down: "Are you trying to brag about yourself?"
Luo Hong: "Don't I deserve to be praised?"
"That's absolutely right," Luo Yan said, showering him with compliments. After finishing her meal, she pushed her bowl and chopsticks toward him.
Luo Hong was feeling quite smug when he came to his senses: "So, they wanted me to wash the dishes."
Luo Yan flattered him, saying, "This is what the best older brother in the world is like."
She held her face in her hands and looked at people with bright, sparkling eyes, as if whoever washed the dishes was more important than Sun Wukong. Luo Hong had been completely swayed by this act since childhood, and said helplessly, "Fine, fine, I'll wash them."
Luo Yan was still singing behind her back: "There's only one brother in the world who's good~"
She may have a sweet tongue, but her singing is truly awful.
Luo Hong couldn't stand it anymore and said, "If you sing two fewer lines, that's the best way to show your respect to me."
"Still complaining about me?" Luo Yan insisted on singing loudly, only covering her mouth when she saw the guests come in.
But everyone heard her being so outrageous just now; it was just patching a tire, and her smile never faded.
Luo Yan was shy and wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground. As soon as he left, she immediately started "settling scores" with her brother.
Luo Hong felt wronged: "Didn't I tell you to stop singing?"
Luo Yan declared firmly, "I'm just being unreasonable!"
This is quite a self-righteous argument, so what can Luo Hong do about it?
He could only swallow this bitter pill and plotted to "exploit" something from his childhood friend someday.
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Author's note: I went out today, that's all for now, goodnight!
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