Because He Wenlin, along with He Wenhua and He Wenjun, had been helping sell the goods for two days, there weren't many socks, base layers, and other items left from the purchase.
If nothing unexpected happens, they should be done selling for another day.
So after discussing it, they decided to continue selling for one more day on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and then have a few more days of fun after selling out.
After having breakfast on the second day of the Lunar New Year, the two of them set off together.
He Wenlin's family also set off at this time to visit her maternal grandmother's house for the New Year.
As soon as the car entered the village, it attracted everyone's attention.
He Ma's neighbors, as well as her brothers, sisters, aunts, and nephews, all gathered around the car and looked at it again and again.
"Aizhen, you are so lucky."
"Last year you were driving a minivan, and this year you're driving a sedan. You guys are really making a fortune! You never drive the same car again, year after year."
"You probably couldn't buy this car for less than several hundred thousand. You two are really capable."
"I've always thought Ai-Chen was a lucky person~"
...
The neighbors were all talking about it, and their words revealed their envy.
Mr. He took out cigarettes and offered them to the men around him with a big smile.
"It's still Furongwang cigarettes. The big boss is indeed the big boss."
"Today, thanks to my nephew-in-law, this old man will also try what Furongwang cigarettes taste like."
...
Immediately afterwards, under everyone's gaze, the He family of four entered the maternal grandmother's house carrying large and small bags.
"Grandma, Uncle, Aunt, Aunt and Grandma, Happy New Year."
You should greet people as soon as you enter; that's the rule.
"Linlin, Junjun has grown taller, come in quickly." Grandma warmly pulled the two siblings into the house.
My aunt quickly poured tea and water for me.
Seeing how wealthy He Wenlin's family is now, it would be a lie to say that her aunt wasn't envious.
But now she doesn't dare to say anything harsh. Last year she couldn't borrow money and offended people. He Ma didn't contact her for a whole year. On the contrary, her younger brother (the female lead's uncle) was taken care of by them.
I heard they're planning to drive their own van back for the Chinese New Year next year, which means they've made money too.
The aunt realized that she couldn't afford to offend this younger sister.
"Linlin, I heard you scored over 700 on your exam. You're amazing! You guys didn't come back last year either. Here, have a little red envelope. I hope you keep up the good work and get into a good university."
For the first time ever, Auntie gave He Wenlin a red envelope.
In addition, she gave He Wenjun a red envelope and said to him, "Junjun, you should also work hard and learn from your sister."
"Thank you, Auntie."
He Wenlin felt that the red envelope was a bit too hot to handle. Her aunt was such a person, and she was really worried that she would use a twenty-yuan red envelope to exchange for twenty thousand yuan.
If that's really the case, He Wenlin can only say to her—Dream on!
However, the matter of borrowing money was not mentioned again later.
However, he mentioned that his youngest daughter, Yang Yucui, should go out and work with him.
“Working in a factory has no future; you only get a fixed salary. You could set up a stall and sell fried noodles,” He Wenlin said. “Where did you work before?”
"I'm in Jiyong, Zhenzhou."
“There are a lot of factories over there. You can set up a fried rice noodle stall in Jiyong. There’s no need to come to Shaocheng with us. Many relatives and friends in Shaocheng have already set up stalls. If you choose to set up your own stall, I don’t know where you can set up. In the places I know, other relatives have already set up stalls.”
It's true that He Wenlin didn't want to take her, but she didn't lie to her either, and the advice she gave her was practical and feasible.
“It depends on what you think,” He Wenlin said. “If you don’t want to set up a stall and want to work in a factory, it’s easy to get in, but the wages aren’t high. It’s the same no matter which factory you go to, including mine.”
"Doesn't your factory need a workshop director or something?" Yang Yucui asked with a smile.
“We don’t really need any,” He Wenlin said. “Sister, to be honest, don’t mind. You didn’t even graduate from junior high school. At most, you could be a class monitor. But for a supervisor, workshop director, or even a higher position, you still need some education.”
Although some people have become leaders after graduating from junior high school, these people have not actually stopped learning while working.
"Uncle, Haibo, do you earn a lot a day setting up a stall?" Yang Yucui asked.
"Overall, it's a bit better than working, but whether business is good or not also depends on luck. There was a time when I couldn't set up my stall for a whole week," Xu Haibo said. "When it rained, I couldn't set up my stall and just lay in my rented room every day. That week was equivalent to having no income."
He Wenlin: "You can consider it. Your uncle and Bo Ge won't be going to Shaocheng for several more days. If you decide to learn, you can learn here for the next few days. Fried noodles and fried rice are easy to learn, just practice more."
Yang Yucui neither agreed nor disagreed, presumably because she wanted to discuss it privately with her aunt and uncle.
Soon, it was lunchtime.
This year's meals are more varied, including stir-fried celery with beef, which is a rare sight in the countryside at this time of year because beef is too expensive.
He Wenlin ate too well during the Chinese New Year and had snacks all the time, so she wasn't hungry and couldn't eat any meals.
I drank a bowl of sweet wine made by my grandmother, ate a few pieces of beef, and put a chicken leg in the bowl.
"Linlin, why are you eating so little? Is the food not to your liking?" Grandma asked.
"No, Grandma's cooking is delicious, but I'm not hungry. My mouth hasn't stopped moving all day long," He Wenlin said. "Does Grandma have any sweet wine at home? If so, please pack some for me to take with me."
Now that Grandma He lives in Shaoxing, she can no longer enjoy many of the flavors from her hometown, and relies entirely on relatives and friends to send her food.
"Yes, yes, yes, we made a lot of glutinous rice cakes, fermented tofu, and fermented black beans this year. I was thinking that you didn't have any, so I'll pack some extra for you. Aihua wanted some fermented black beans, but I didn't give her any."
At this point, Grandma paused, then sighed and said, "Aihua's family came to wish me a Happy New Year yesterday. They told me that what happened last year was mainly instigated by Jianguo's nephew. Daming, Aizhen, you should be more magnanimous and not take it to heart."
"Mom, why are we bringing this up now?" He's mother said. "They want you to be a peacemaker?"
"They're all family, it's not a big deal. Let it go. Be more tolerant, just accept it and don't hold it against them." After saying that, Grandma looked at He Wenlin. "Linlin, when you go back later, take your brother to wish your aunt a Happy New Year. They're all family, living in the same place, so we're all connected and look out for each other. They did something wrong, so just teach them a lesson and let it go, okay?"
“Grandma, it’s not us who are wrong, it’s them. We have limited capacity and can’t really be that generous. Why should I go and wish them a Happy New Year? What kind of logic is that?” He Wenlin laughed. “There is an order of seniority. My mother is older, so even if it’s for New Year’s greetings, they should come and wish my mother a Happy New Year first.”
If it weren't for the fact that her grandmother usually treated He Wenlin and her brother well, He Wenlin wouldn't have had this attitude; she would have said even harsher and more blunt things.
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