Cuihua wanted to go in and help, but Sheng Lijuan chased her out, saying, "How can you expect someone to cook several meals a day? Go out and keep your master company. Chen'er can help here."
Chen'er cleverly pushed Cuihua into the west wing: "Auntie, go with my aunt to her room and show my grandma and aunt to see if they are satisfied. Aunt, this is my parents' room. Grandma, your room is in the side room on the right. I'll take you to see it later."
"I'll sleep in the same room as your aunt for now, and we'll talk about it when your grandfather arrives." Fu Qingping isn't used to sleeping in a room alone right now; it's too lonely.
"Okay, then I'll put your luggage in Aunt's room, and I'll help you unpack later." Ye Chen'er and Ye Huiguo carried the luggage to Ye Huixian's room.
Fu Qingping nodded repeatedly and took Cuihua and Ye Huixian to visit the courtyard house. He originally thought it was designed by Ye Huiguo, but Cuihua told him that it was designed by Yan Aidang. Fu Qingping was even more satisfied with Yan Aidang.
A capable and insightful child will eventually succeed; there is no doubt about that. Even if the world is unfair to you, if you quietly bide your time and cultivate your talents, you will surely succeed one day.
Ye Huiguo asked Cuihua, "Cuihua, when can we send over a set of these recliners? The weather is getting warmer, and it's necessary to have a sunshade to block the sun."
Cuihua thought for a moment and said, "Let my son come and get it. Many hands make light work. You and Qiangzi have been working so hard for so long, you should rest."
Ye Huiguo laughed. No wonder Chen'er liked Cuihua more than Xue Ying. With Cuihua's personality and temperament, she would have endless good days ahead of her.
The problem is the second wife. If only the first and third wives lived in the capital, life would be much simpler. But the second wife doesn't play by the rules at all. How can that be okay? And what about their two sons? The younger one is in the army, which is good, but what about the older one?
Inside the house in the back room, Yan Ge pulled out two hundred and fifty yuan from his pocket: "This money is for Grandma, it's the money my brother and I give her for her retirement."
“Brother, you’ve lost your job, so you should save it for yourself. My money is with the border guards; I can send it to Grandma when I get back.” Yan Zheng felt sorry for his older brother.
"Nan Nan agreed to lend me some money so I can try my luck in Huacheng. I want to work hard, make a name for myself, buy a house in Beijing, and live with my grandma and Nan Nan," Yan Ge said with a hopeful expression.
Yan Zheng nodded: "Brother, if it's Nan Nan's idea, then listen to her. Don't give the money to Grandma yet. Starting a business requires capital. If you don't have enough capital, it will all be for nothing. I'll give you the money."
“Brother, these are two separate things. Being filial to one's parents and doing business are not mutually exclusive. Besides, Nan Nan promised to lend me money, so I will have the capital.” Yan Ge said earnestly to Yan Zheng.
"How much money do you want to borrow from Nan Nan?" Yan Zheng asked, thinking that if his older brother couldn't repay it, he would have to pay it back himself.
"I'd like to borrow two hundred yuan, that should be enough." Yan Ge had already calculated that the round trip, including food, drinks, and train tickets, would only cost about twenty yuan, and the extra money could be used to buy some goods.
Yan Zheng nodded, "That's a good idea." Just as Yan Zheng was about to speak, his stomach started rumbling. Neither of them had eaten lunch and they were a little hungry, but Yan Zheng couldn't eat staple food yet. The doctor told him to stay for a couple more days for observation, but he insisted on being discharged. Why stay in the hospital when he was already better? It would be a waste of national resources.
The doctor had no choice, and beds were indeed scarce, so he was discharged. But the doctor repeatedly reminded him not to eat anything hard and to eat only soft food, otherwise it would upset his stomach.
Upon hearing Yan Ge's words, Yan Xiaoqiang hurriedly went to the kitchen. He had made a lot of wontons today, and there should still be some left. Sure enough, he found the leftover wontons in the kitchen cabinet. Yan Xiaoqiang started boiling water. The wontons needed to be cooked until they were soft and fluffy.
A moment later, Yan Xiaoqiang ran out carrying a bowl of mushy wontons. When Yan Zheng looked at it, well, the wontons had turned into a mushy mess of wonton wrappers, and the filling had turned into loose sand, with only a few bits of mushy wonton wrappers scattered around.
Yan Xiaoqiang felt a little embarrassed. He had only wanted to cook it until it was soft, but it had turned into mush. It must be because the fire in the stove was too strong.
Yan Zheng thanked Yan Xiaoqiang, picked up his spoon and started eating. Although the wontons were mushy, they tasted pretty good. Yan Zheng ate slowly. He looked around and saw that Yan Erqiang was not there. He must have gone back to his room. He picked up the rice that Aunt Cuihua had served him and started eating as well.
Yan Ge must have been really hungry, because he ate rather ungracefully. Watching Yan Ge eat, Yan Xiaoqiang couldn't help but think of Bei Nan again. Where was that kid? When would he come back?
Bei Nan and Mao Tou were counting their money in a bar in Vancouver's Chinatown. It was the middle of the night, the bar was at its liveliest, with seductive music filling the lobby. Fine wine, beautiful women, dice and poker made Bei Nan and his friends a fortune.
In just a few years, they worked their way up from the bottom, gradually becoming familiar with this unfamiliar city. When they figured out how things worked out, their desire to become stronger fueled their actions. They recruited henchmen, seized territory, and used violence to combat violence, causing chaos throughout Chinatown.
Iron Brother, however, used money to bribe the local law enforcement officers during the most chaotic time, gaining the right and excuse to seize territory. Thus, a game of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating shrimp began.
In fact, the battle in Chinatown was extremely difficult for both North and South. They were all people who had come from chaotic times, a mixed bag of all kinds of people. When they encountered desperate criminals, they were relatively easy to deal with. It was just a matter of fighting.
Bei Nan and Tie Ge have an excellent teamwork, while Mao Tou is just picking up bricks. But don't underestimate this kind of character. Two equally matched teams often end up losing because of Mao Tou's brick.
When they encountered the descendants of a fallen noble family, the Northern and Southern groups were clearly at a disadvantage. Both in terms of experience and methods, they were far more capable than the headstrong and impulsive Northern and Southern groups.
After suffering repeated losses, Bei Nan calmed down and began to use his brain. All the cleverness and cunning he had as a child came out. After summarizing every detour he had taken, he finally understood one thing: in the face of overwhelming strength, any conspiracy or trickery is useless.
From then on, he had only one goal: to become stronger. He started accumulating money and stopped indulging in a life of luxury. He began to train his physical fitness and stopped being addicted to wine and women. Those wine and women could no longer attract the attention of the North and South. The noble descendants hated him to the core, but there was nothing they could do.
The sheer determination displayed by the group from the North and South—the willingness to kill anyone who stood in their way, the resolve to trample over any obstacle that hindered their growth—deeply impressed the other group. Weighing their own interests, they had no choice but to relocate as quickly as possible.
After years of wits and courage, they successfully established themselves in Chinatown and used their earnings to buy a huge estate in Canada. They needed to cleanse themselves and completely transform from criminal to legitimate, and becoming an estate owner was the quickest way to do so.
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