Hangzhou.
Three days later, Wen Qihang, exhausted from his long journey, finally arrived home.
The Wen family lived in the staff quarters of the machine tool factory.
Wen Shengtao, Wen's father, was a level-six technician at a machine tool factory, earning 98 yuan a month and also receiving a three-bedroom apartment.
Wen Qihang was also a worker at the machine tool factory, but his salary was only 46 yuan. That was considered one of the lower wages in the factory.
The wages at the machine tool factory are higher than those at other factories, with the lowest wage being 42 yuan.
Even someone like Wen Mu Mo Yitao, who was a cadre in the union of the light bulb factory, only earned a little over 53 yuan a month, while the average salary was just over 30 yuan.
The Wen family was considered quite well-off in the family housing complex. Now, their two daughters have moved to the countryside and gotten married, and their house is much more spacious.
Wen Qihang, who was still single, became a hot commodity.
When he entered the apartment building with his bags, the elderly residents greeted him warmly.
Once you strike up a conversation, you start introducing him to potential partners.
Wen Qihang had his own way of dealing with it, which was to politely smile and say there was no rush.
Then I rushed home.
Carrying over a hundred pounds of stuff, he trudged up to the third floor; it must have been quite a feat for him.
He felt that he had developed this strength during the past few days of training at the Changhe Brigade.
It was already evening, and both of Wen's parents were at home. One was drinking tea, and the other was knitting.
Upon seeing him return, the couple ignored what he was carrying and hurriedly asked,
How's your little sister?
"Did you suffer a lot in the countryside?"
"Is she really married? Is the man good to her?"
The two of them talked back and forth, as if they wanted to ask all the questions on their minds at once.
Wen Qihang knew they were worried about his younger sister and didn't mind that they didn't care about him.
"Mom and Dad, let me put my things down first, have a drink of water, and then I'll tell you slowly."
Only then did the two men notice the two large snakeskin bags he was carrying.
What is this thing?
Wen Qihang chuckled, "My little sister and brother-in-law gave it to me."
Upon hearing that it was something their youngest daughter had brought back, the two hurriedly opened it to take a look.
When they saw that one of the bags was meat, their eyes widened immediately.
Mo Yitao hurriedly closed the door, her heart pounding.
After taking everything out, and seeing the dazzling array of rare items, Mr. Wen slapped his son on the back.
"Why did you bring back so many nice things from your little sister? Did you empty her house?"
"Pfft...cough cough, cough cough cough—"
Wen Qihang, who was drinking water, was hit by the slap, and half of the water sprayed out. The other half almost choked him to death.
They didn't dare to get angry.
After calming down, he patiently explained.
"Mom and Dad, don't worry, my sister has plenty of these things. She said she'll send them to us after we finish eating them."
Neither of them believed it. These days, every household is short of food, and it's good enough if they have these good things, how could there be so much?
“It really is my parents. I saw my younger sister and her family’s stockpiles; there’s a small room in their house that’s completely full.”
"Hiss~ What kind of family did your little sister marry into? They're so wealthy!" asked Wen's mother.
Mr. Wen was also curious, "Are all the households in their village this wealthy?"
Wen Qihang shook his head with a smile, "No, life is tough for people in the village, but it's different for my brother-in-law's family."
He had called her brother-in-law several times already. The two exchanged a glance and both understood. It seemed that their youngest daughter had married a good man, at least he had the approval of their eldest son.
"You still haven't told me what kind of man Xiaoxue married?"
When Lu Yuan was mentioned, Wen Qihang couldn't help but show admiration on his face.
"His name is Lu Yuan. He's quite handsome, a bit taller and stronger than me. He's a very nice person, and quite capable. He's a million times better than that guy surnamed Yu."
"You wouldn't believe it, he's a really good hunter. With just a slingshot and a small pebble, he can catch pheasants and rabbits. He even led all the men in the village on a hunting trip, and they caught eight wild boars and more than a dozen wolves..."
He then vividly described how they picked up the prey and how the whole group shared the meat for a feast after the pig was slaughtered.
"All those prey were obtained by A Yuan all by himself. I just followed the others and dug traps and carried the prey."
The two listened with great interest and gained a completely new understanding of Lu Yuan.
"Is he good to your younger sister?" This was what Wen's mother cared about most.
Wen Qihang nodded emphatically, thinking about how clingy the two of them were.
"Don't worry, Mom and Dad. He treats my little sister very well. You can tell that she likes him a lot too."
Upon hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Wen both breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
"That's good, that's good!" Mother Wen cried tears of joy.
Father Wen comforted her, "Alright, Xiaoxue is doing well, we should be happy."
"Yes, I'm just happy."
She busied herself packing things up, and also took a little of everything out for Mr. Wen to try.
Mr. Wen kept praising how delicious it was.
"I'll pack some things and send them to their two uncles tomorrow."
"Of course."
My two uncles also occasionally send things over to have them mailed to my little girl. With so many things, it's definitely worth sharing some.
Wen Qihang also said, "My younger sister also said she'd share some with my eldest and second uncles. You can decide what to do."
Finally, Mother Wen prepared to give each family two catties of walnuts and five catties of cured meat. She didn't give out anything else, planning to give it to them later, as it wouldn't be good to give too much at once.
Grandpa Mo passed away long ago, and Grandma Mo now lives at Uncle Mo's house.
Mo Yitao plans to add a jar of honey and a pound of red dates to her maternal grandmother's house.
Just as I finished packing the items, the door was pounded on loudly.
"Mom and Dad, open the door! I heard my brother is back, so I came to see him!"
Upon hearing this voice, everyone's expressions darkened.
"Quickly, Mom and Dad, put everything inside and lock it up."
The three of them hurriedly carried things into the house, and then locked the door with a padlock.
Then, Mr. Wen sat upright on the wooden sofa, picked up a newspaper, and began to read it.
If you didn't hold it upside down, you would definitely think he was reading the newspaper seriously.
Wen's mother picked up the yarn she had put down earlier and started knitting, ignoring the knocking.
Seeing that his parents were ready, Wen Qihang opened the door with a stern face.
However, all three of them overlooked the walnut, melon seed, and peanut shells they had eaten on the table.
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