Yang Wanwan bought some appliances, including a rice cooker for cooking and a washing machine for laundry. In addition, Er Ye, Hu Youkai, and Shang Tao are all diligent and sensible. Whenever they are home, they take on all the tasks of cooking and watering the fields, not letting the elderly lift a finger.
Therefore, the elderly couple had nothing much to do and often just strolled around the village.
When they went to the market, the elderly couple never missed out. They bought a wide variety of things, including meat and fruit, which were all good things that the villagers couldn't afford to buy.
After lunch, Yang Wanwan and her family sat in their minivan and drove towards the county town, much to the envy of the villagers.
Yang Wanwan drove very slowly, and Grandma Yang's expected motion sickness did not occur.
The family arrived at Fanghua Garden in high spirits. When they opened the door, Grandpa Yang and Grandma Yang were stunned by what they saw inside the house.
Grandma Yang touched and looked at the furniture again and again, and learned that the first floor belonged to Yang Wanwan and her sister, the second floor was Yang Xiaogu's room, and a bedroom on the first floor was reserved for the two of them. She immediately burst into tears.
Everyone had a mix of joy and tears, and it took a long time for them to calm down.
That evening, the family ate on the first floor, and then each went back to their own home to sleep.
Grandma Yang slept on the old-fashioned wooden bed specially made for her by Yang Wanwan, and was so excited that she didn't fall asleep until midnight.
The next day, everyone accompanied the elderly couple to visit several scenic spots in the county town.
Back home, Grandma Yang went to the small garden, picked some water spinach and eggplant, and smiled with chrysanthemum-like wrinkles on her face: "Our Wanwan is so thoughtful."
I know she's used to being frugal and likes to grow her own vegetables.
Along the edge of the small garden, Yang Wanwan had already moved some roses from her space and planted them along the wall, and they are growing very well now. In the corner, a trellis has been built, and the roses will climb up it, providing shade next year.
There are tables and chairs under the shelf, making it a great place to relax.
The remaining area was divided into several sections with cement flooring, which were then designated as vegetable plots, with flowers and plants planted along the edges. It was both aesthetically pleasing and economical.
When planting vegetables, you can just stand on the side without getting your feet in the mud.
So, vegetables from the garden can be eaten on the dining table. Yang Wanwan hasn't been growing them for long, and with eight people in her family, all of whom are growing and have big appetites, these vegetables are actually not enough to eat.
Of course, when they came, they picked all the edible vegetables from the garden, and Yang Wanwan secretly took some from her space to mix in, so they could barely get any.
Two days later, Yang Wanwan, Hu Youjin, Er Ye, and Yang Xiaogu took turns working, while Hu Youkai and Shang Tao accompanied the elderly woman around.
Grandpa and Grandma were overjoyed to hear that all three stores were owned by Yang Wanwan.
About ten days later, Shang Tao fell ill again, so they sent his grandparents, Shang Tao, and Hu Youkai back home.
The next day, Yang Wanwan boarded a train heading south alone, carrying a lot of money and belongings, intending to go to Shenzhen to seek opportunities in developing her garment factory.
She bought a sleeper ticket, planned to sleep one night and arrive in Shenzhen the next morning.
After boarding the train and settling her luggage, Yang Wanwan took her cup to the water dispenser to get some water.
After walking a few steps, a tall, handsome man came into view, dressed in casual clothes, smiling and talking to a young woman.
Who else could this person be but Pan the Mute!
The young woman was very fashionable, with big, wavy hair, a delicate face, a tall and curvaceous figure, and wore a light blue dress, exuding a faint fragrance.
She is clearly a wealthy girl from a privileged family with excellent personal qualities, and her every move exudes charm that makes it impossible to look away.
Of course, the man was also incredibly handsome, and his outfit looked very expensive.
In short, they were a handsome couple who attracted the attention of everyone in the carriage; they were a wealthy couple.
The woman smiled sweetly, and the man smiled continuously; they were clearly a couple who were very much in love.
Yang Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her eyes and a buzzing in her head!
At that moment, she felt a gaze sweep over her; it was Pan the Mute's gaze.
Pan the mute saw himself!
Yang Wanwan instinctively turned her head away; the inexplicable stinging sensation made it impossible for her to calmly face Pan the mute and the young woman.
At the same time, a sentence that Pan the Mute had said to her on the phone a month ago flashed through her mind.
Pan the Mute and Yang Wanwan usually communicated by letter, rarely by phone. They only wrote letters once a month, discussing only academic matters and nothing else.
During the phone call, Pan the Mute said that he had something important to do soon and probably wouldn't be able to write to Yang Wanwan for several months.
At that time, Yang Wanwan thought that the so-called youthful infatuation could not withstand the test of time and distance.
Look, isn't this it?
At the time, she sighed once, and that was it.
But why is she feeling so upset right now?
Since he's pretending not to know me and not greeting me, why should I bother going up to him?
So, Yang Wanwan, holding her cup, lowered her head slightly, pretending not to recognize Pan the Mute, and walked past the place where Pan the Mute and the woman were standing and looking at the scenery.
When she passed by Pan the Mute, he didn't look at her, as if he didn't recognize Yang Wanwan at all.
After getting the water, Yang Wanwan returned to her bed and passed by Pan the Mute again. Pan the Mute was still just chatting and laughing with the pretty woman and didn't look at Yang Wanwan.
Yang Wanwan returned to her bed.
Before long, Pan the Mute and the beautiful woman passed by one after the other. Pan the Mute walked very slowly, and occasionally answered the woman's questions in a low voice.
As I passed by Yang Wanwan's bed, she happened to look up at me. Our eyes met, but Yang Wanwan indifferently looked away again.
Pan the Mute's gaze swept over her indifferently, as if he were casually glancing at someone he didn't know.
Pan the mute was in a soft sleeper carriage, while she was in a hard sleeper carriage. It was only because the two carriages happened to be next to each other that she was able to see him.
Yang Wanwan boarded the bus around 5 p.m. and started eating dinner around 7 p.m.
Dinner was prepared by Yang Xiaogu in a thermos and a rice bowl.
Rice, stir-fried shredded pork with chili peppers, and stir-fried pickled green beans with pork.
The middle-aged man who slept in the middle bunk opposite hadn't gone back up after getting off; he just sat by the window looking at the scenery and drinking water.
He was in his forties, of medium height, with an ordinary appearance and dressed very plainly.
Perhaps drawn by the aroma of Yang Wanwan's cooking, he, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke to her: "Hey girl, who prepared all this for you?"
Yang Wanwan's attire was quite ordinary: a floral print top, black fitted pants, and sandals with a slight heel. She looked a bit more stylish than the girls from the countryside, yet a bit more down-to-earth than the city kids.
Yang Wanwan smiled shyly, "They were all prepared by the elders in my family."
The man asked, "Elders? Then they're not Mom and Dad?"
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