Chapter 119 Family Assets
After New Year’s Day, the Chinese New Year is approaching.
The metropolis of Pengcheng attaches great importance to festivals, and traditional festivals such as the Spring Festival are particularly important.
With one month left before the Spring Festival, the streets and alleys are already filled with lanterns and national flags, the trees are wrapped with colorful lights, and the green belts are decorated with new flowers, blooming in clusters brilliantly and lively.
The old lady from Debao Trading Market called Lin Qiu long ago and sent the samples over early.
This year, the team selling Spring Festival couplets has grown again.
Because Yang Zhefeng's parents also came to Pengcheng.
Firstly, my daughter-in-law is pregnant. It’s cold in my hometown, but it’s warm here in Shenzhen, which is more suitable for pregnancy. Secondly, my son bought a new house, and according to the custom in his hometown, he has to celebrate the New Year in the new house in the first year of moving.
So the old couple slaughtered all the chickens, ducks, fish and pigs they had raised at home, half of them were air-dried and the other half were smoked. They also dug up a sack of winter bamboo shoots and filled half a sack with radishes and cabbages at home. They carried the large and small bags on a shoulder pole onto the train.
If he hadn't heard that the luggage could not exceed the weight limit, Yang Zhefeng's father would have wanted to carry another 100 kilograms of rice to Pengcheng.
When Yang Zhefeng ran to the train station alone to pick up his parents, he was shocked to see his parents each carrying a load on their shoulders. He quickly stepped forward and took the load from his mother's shoulders.
After leaving the train station, we called a tricycle to take us back to Hua'anyuan with the goods.
Not to mention how shocked Yang's father and mother were when they saw their son's house in Pengcheng, nor how happy they were to see their pregnant daughter-in-law.
Since coming to Pengcheng, Yang's mother has been serving Lin Ping, the family's hero, wholeheartedly. Not only does she take her to and from get off work every day, she also keeps every corner of the house spotless and prepares delicious food for her in different ways.
Father Yang was used to being diligent, and he couldn't get used to sitting in the house all day, so he could only stroll behind Lin Ting listlessly.
After learning that he could buy Spring Festival couplets from Lin Qiu and set up a stall, Father Yang's spirit immediately changed, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
He prepares to set up his stall at daybreak and does not return before 10pm. Even though he does not speak the same language as others, he still gestures and dances with them. Not to mention, the amount of goods he takes every now and then adds up to quite a lot.
Zhou Qing felt a lot more relaxed when Yang Zhefeng's parents came. She started to follow Lin Ting to the stall, and would go back to the convenience store from time to time to see Lin Ping. He looked no different from before, but at least she didn't have to worry all the time.
Lin Ting's stall will be open until the New Year's Eve.
On the night of the Little New Year, there were eleven people in total, big and small, including the Lin Ting couple, Lin Qiu's family of three, Lin Ping's family of four, and Zhao Dalong and Zhang Guixiang.
Since there are so many people, hotpot is definitely the most suitable choice.
Steaming hot pot, a wide variety of ingredients, just throw them into the pot and scoop them out, you will always find what you like.
The more you cook it, the more fragrant it becomes, and the thicker it becomes.
The atmosphere was getting better and better with the toasts.
In the boiling soup, there is not only the dance of ingredients but also the blending of emotions.
After this meal, we’ll see each other again next year.
The next night, Wang Xiuren's family and Yang Zhefeng and his son sent the old couple Lin Ting and Zhao Dalong and his wife on the train back to Hunan.
This time there was no tearful farewell, only warm anticipation.
After the farewell, Yang Zhefeng and his son returned to Hua'an Garden, and the family of three walked into Jinxiu Garden.
The New Year's Eve this year seemed to be no different from the previous years, the only difference was that Lin Qiu discovered that there was no 30th this year, which meant that Wang Xiuren's birthday did not come every year.
She told him about her discovery with a look of shock on her face, and then looked at Wang Xiuren with some apology.
"It's okay. Although there's no New Year's Eve this year, it's still New Year's Eve, it's the same!" Wang Xiuren comforted her.
"There is still a difference." Lin Qiu felt that he was a little careless, "But it's a pity that you can't celebrate your birthday every year according to the day you were born!"
Wang Xiuren really thought it was nothing, and looked at Lin Qiu tenderly: "It doesn't matter when your birthday comes. I don't feel bad if it's only once every few years. With you and Shanshan by my side, every day is my birthday!"
Lin Qiu blushed at his look and words, and glared at him angrily, "Slippery tongue!"
Wang Xiuren was so limp by her glare that the deep affection in his eyes seemed to overflow: "I'm serious! I'm already very satisfied that you remembered my birthday and prepared my favorite food for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a shiny oversized light bulb came over with a click.
“Happy birthday, Dad!”
Wang Shan held the finished painting in front of her father and said, "This is my gift to Dad!"
Wang Xiuren took his daughter's painting with both hands and looked at it carefully. Although the colorful watercolor pens were painted on the paper in an abstract way, he could still see that the painting showed three people, two adults and one child, surrounding a pancake-like cake, with the six words "Happy Birthday, Dad" written unevenly underneath.
"Dad, is my painting good?" Wang Shan said with anticipation.
Wang Xiuren was so moved that he praised it generously, "This is the most beautiful painting Dad has ever seen. It is so well drawn! Dad will buy a large photo album to preserve it well."
Wang Shan jumped up excitedly!
"Are you going to cook anything else?" After Wang Xiuren put away the painting, he found that Lin Qiu was still in the kitchen.
The chicken soup that has been stewed for the whole morning has already given off a rich aroma.
Taking a look at the stewed soup and fried dishes, Lin Qiu shook his head.
Wang Xiuren brought the dishes to the table and took bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard.
Lin Qiuze brought the cake with candles on it and placed it in front of Wang Xiuren.
"Happy birthday!"
After singing the birthday song, making wishes, eating cake and drinking a bowl of chicken soup, the family of three all collapsed on the sofa.
Wang Shan touched her round belly and burped.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the family of three just lay there basking in the sun, feeling so comfortable that no one wanted to move.
"How much money has our family saved this year?" Wang Xiuren suddenly asked.
It was just calculated yesterday, so it is impossible that Wang Xiuren would not remember it.
Lin Qiu looked at him in surprise, "There are still more than 5,300."
The income from the newsstand plus the rent of three houses basically covers the mortgage and living expenses.
After Wang Xiuren officially separated from Brother Man, he received more small construction sites and earned 5,000 yuan in January. Together with the income from the previous two months, the total was 11,000 yuan.
The convenience store earned nearly 12,000 yuan in more than three months, including the more than 4,000 yuan earned from selling Spring Festival couplets, the total was nearly 27,000 yuan.
After paying back the 20,000 yuan borrowed from Lin Ting and giving the old couple 1,000 yuan each as New Year's money, there was more than 5,300 yuan left in the family.
To be honest, after paying off several thousand dollars in mortgage and borrowing from his father-in-law every month, they still have some money saved, which shows that Lin Qiu and his wife are quite capable.
Wang Xiuren squinted his eyes in the sunlight. "I think I'm a little arrogant. I actually think my savings are a little small."
Lin Qiu turned his head to look at him and told him about his family's assets one by one: "We now have four houses and a convenience store. Although we don't have much cash, our real estate is not small. What's more, by next year, we can earn several thousand yuan every month!"
Lin Qiu concluded: "We have a lot of wealth! And it will get even richer!"
After listening to Lin Qiu's analysis, Wang Xiuren opened his eyes and looked at her, "Yes, our family will become richer and richer!"
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