Chapter 92 Secret Thoughts
The wind was light and the clouds were thin. Yang Jihua sat by the canal on Yantou Mountain. The wind made him squint his eyes involuntarily. He took out a wrinkled cigarette box from his wrinkled trouser pocket, took out a cigarette, and held it to his lips without lighting it.
The old fellow was eating grass nearby.
Fortunately, there is a lot of grass on Yantou Mountain, especially the alfalfa planted by Xia Wu, which is the favorite of cows.
Yang Jihua has been working for Xia Wu for a while. At first, he just did it for fun, but later Xia Wu started paying him a serious salary of 1,800 yuan a month. He didn't have to do any work, but he couldn't sit idle.
After all, people have been farming for their entire lives and have raised so many children, grandchildren, and granddaughters. Even when they are old, they cannot sit still and always want to touch things here and there.
The vegetable garden on the mountain needs someone to take care of it. Less than half a month after planting tomatoes, they grow a lot taller every day. Tomatoes cannot just grow to the size of seedlings, they need to be pruned manually, otherwise they will bloom but not bear fruit.
This is what Yang Jihua went up the mountain to do.
There are also cucumbers, loofahs and other plants that need to climb vines. Yang Guojun cut a lot of bamboo branches for support, but someone has to plant them in the ground.
Yang Jihua works a little bit every day and never feels tired.
While he was working, several cows in his family were grazing nearby. When he was tired, he would sit next to the cows to rest.
Pretending to smoke and looking into the distance, Yang Jihua looked like he was thinking about something, but in fact he was thinking about nothing.
At his age, he doesn't have to think too much.
"The clouds in the sky are my love, and at the foot of the rolling green hills..."
Suddenly, a cell phone rang, and the old friend who was eating grass looked up, as if curious about who was calling.
Yang Jihua took out his cell phone and squinted his eyes for a long time but couldn't see who it was. The sunlight on the mountain was a bit dazzling.
He pressed the answer button, but without getting close to his ear, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Hello? Who is it?"
"Grandpa, I'm your grandson, Yang Shuhua. Who else could I be? Why didn't you answer my many calls? Where are you? Have you eaten?"
Yang Shuye
Hua hasn't called for a long time, and every time he calls, he asks a series of questions.
This guy said during the Chinese New Year that he would come back for the Dragon Boat Festival. Now the Qingming Festival has just passed and the Dragon Boat Festival is still far away. How could he call me?
Fourth Master Yang thought for a moment, then asked, "Shuhua, what's wrong? Are you short of money?"
"Master...what are you talking about? Even if I need money, I can't ask you for it. Are you really rich?"
"I'm working now, working for Xiao Wu. I get 1,800 yuan a month. If you want it, I'll give it to you."
Yang Shuhua was a little touched. It turned out that his grandfather was the best to him in this world.
"Master, I don't want your money, but can you take me in for a while? I want to take a gap year to rest, but my parents will definitely not agree. It's too tiring, it's really too tiring outside. If I keep working here, I'll die suddenly in the company sooner or later. I really want to go back and have a good sleep..."
On the other end of the phone, Yang Shuhua's chatterbox was like a broken faucet, which could not be stopped once it was turned on. He kept complaining, and Mr. Yang Si understood what he meant.
"You're coming back, right? When will you be back?"
Yang Shuhua's complaints stopped abruptly. "Master, are you willing for me to take a gap year?"
"Give Park what you want. If you don't give Park what you want, just come back."
Yang Shuhua was at a loss for words. "Gap" is in English. Well, forget it. You won't understand even if I tell you. If I go back and don't work or earn money, won't you despise me?"
"Why should I dislike you? There's a lot of work in the village now. If you want to work, you won't starve if you do odd jobs every day."
Yang Shuhua was really moved. He didn't go to a good university, his major was average, and he was a decadent person. He spent three and a half years playing games in his four years in college, and went out for an internship for the last six months. He regretted it when he was looking for a job. He worked for two or three years for a salary of three or four thousand yuan, and he was exhausted like an animal.
No, maybe the cows at home are living better than him.
He frequently changed jobs, and not only did his salary not increase, but as the overall environment became worse, he had to work more and more overtime.
Yang Shuhua wasn't being pretentious when he wanted to resign and go home for a rest. Last month, during a company physical, he'd failed many tests and was in a state of extreme sub-health. The company's HR representative, who had a good relationship with him, had privately tipped him off about the company's layoffs.
Sudden death in the workplace has become common in recent years. After physical examinations, several people with serious health problems are probably on the layoff list.
Yang Shuhua originally planned to find another job immediately and wait to be fired, but it was difficult to find a job. He was also worried about his health. The more he thought about it, the more painful it became. He suffered from insomnia for several nights in a row. He called his parents, but instead of comfort, he got even more anxiety from his parents.
He is old, has no house, no car, and no partner. The money his parents earn is not enough to buy him a house, a car, or a partner. If he doesn't work hard, who will he rely on in the future?
After talking to his parents, Yang Shuhua, who was originally just anxious, now directly became depressed.
If he keeps doing this, he's really going to die.
In desperation, Yang Shuhua could only seek help from his grandfather who raised him.
For some reason, just by chatting casually, Yang Shuhua felt much better.
"Don't look down on those working in our village. You know Zhao Jing, the girl from the Zhao family? She didn't go out to work after the Chinese New Year. She works for Xiao Wu at home. She gets 3,000 yuan a month. If she does other things, she's considered a formal employee. She even gets benefits during the holidays. She eats and sleeps at home every day. She gets 3,000 yuan a month for free, which is more than she could save by working outside."
Yang Shuhua was skeptical: "Master, you are not lying to me, are you? Is this true?"
"Come back and take a look yourself."
The old man mooed and came closer, still chewing grass. Yang Shuhua heard it and asked, "Master, is the old man next to you?"
"Eating grass."
"Good boy, what a leisurely life! How about I really go back?"
"Come back. We have a young man living at home who's only a few years younger than you. He's been working away from home and is so exhausted he can't even work if he wants to. Don't people only live for a few decades? Why work so hard?"
Qi Wei has been living in Fourth Master Yang's house for some time. With Qi Wei's company, Fourth Master Yang almost forgot about his own grandson. However, it's good to have his real grandson come back.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Shuhua couldn't sleep again all night, but this time he was not anxious. He was struggling over whether to go back to his hometown or continue looking for another job.
Thinking that it was already dawn and he was still not asleep, he felt dizzy from sleepiness, but his spirit was still excited. If he continued like this, he would really die.
Suddenly he came to his senses. When people die, everything is gone. Of course, life is the most important thing!
After figuring it out, he slept until one o'clock in the afternoon. When he woke up, he was hungry and had many missed calls on his phone. Because he was late, he was laid off early by the company and could only barely get two extra months' salary.
At this point, Yang Shuhua no longer regretted it. He simply gave away what he could of the rental house, and if he couldn't, he threw away what he couldn't. He took his important belongings and bought a ticket home...
A few days after Yang Shuhua came back, Mr. Yang Si found him a new job.
Dust.
The construction team that Xia Wu contacted to renovate the B&B was local, and according to seniority, the foreman should call Yang Siye "uncle", as if they were related by blood. So Yang Shuhua slept comfortably for two days and then started picking up the cement bucket at the construction site.
He took a selfie and posted it on his Moments to make fun of himself. Today was the weekend and he didn't block anyone, so in less than ten minutes, the number of likes on this post on Moments started to increase rapidly.
Some people joked with him, and some asked him where he was getting his ashes and asked to take him with them.
Yang Shuhua sang along with others and enjoyed it.
When I refreshed the page, there was an extra comment under the Moments.
"It's only been a few days since you were laid off, and you've already messed up so much?"
This man's name was Wang Kai. He didn't have a good relationship with Yang Shuhua. Later, when he became a small supervisor in the company, the two of them had constant friction.
If this comment was posted by someone else, Yang Shuhua might have thought it was a joke, but it was posted by Wang Kai, and he couldn't help but think too much about it.
What the hell does this mean!
Woc, do you really think he's a scumbag?
Yang Shuhua felt really bad!
Just because he’s not having a good life doesn’t mean he’s really living a hard life!
Although he started working at the construction site not long after returning, Yang Shuhua's life is much better than when he was working. He goes to bed early and gets up early, and has three meals a day that are nutritious, healthy and delicious. He doesn't even have to cook. He goes to the mountain to eat every day, and the food is so delicious.
He was too embarrassed to eat for free, so he came to work at the construction site. He could earn some pocket money and wouldn't be looked down upon for eating for free.
How nice.
But others don’t know!
I have to have some good days, otherwise people will really look down on me!
"Come and have tea!"
A crisp sound rang out, Yang Shuhua's eyes lit up, and he hurried outside.
Xia Wu came, bringing some cool sweet water. Zhao Jing also came with her today.
"Give me the cup and I'll fill it for you."
"Today I'm making a heat-relief tea. Grandpa Yang made this recipe specifically for me. Drinking it can help prevent heatstroke!"
Xia Wu went in to discuss the plan with Ma Fangzhou, and Zhao Jing was responsible for making tea for the workers.
Before it was Yang Shuhua's turn, he leaned over a little, took a photo of himself and Zhao Jing, and even blocked Zhao Jing on purpose, and posted it on his Moments.
Caption: I told you not to bring me water, but Qingmei just didn’t listen (sticking out tongue)
He didn't take a picture of Zhao Jing's face, only her back and side profile, which looked pretty good.
This post on WeChat Moments really stimulated the singles in his list, with a lot of likes and comments.
"Yang Shuhua, where's your cup?"
"Here it is," Yang Shuhua quickly put away his phone, handed over the cup, and rubbed his nose.
He and Zhao Jing had been classmates for nine years. They went to the same school from elementary school to junior high school, and were assigned to the same class in elementary school. Of course, even if they didn't have this relationship, they both grew up in the village and played together every day when they were young, so they could indeed be considered childhood sweethearts.
However, later Yang Shuhua was admitted to the first high school and Zhao Jing went to the second high school. The contact between the two gradually decreased. Even though they added each other as WeChat friends, they just ignored each other and rarely sent messages.
Now that both of them have quit their jobs outside and returned to the village to work, and they are both young, they have some common topics and have barely regained their previous familiarity.
I don’t know why, Zhao Jing always smiles in front of others, but she puts on a stern face when talking to Yang Shuhua, which makes Yang Shuhua afraid to talk to her much.
If Zhao Jing knew that he had shown off to his friends by bringing her along, she would probably want to beat him to death.
Xia Wu brought some extra-caring drinks for Ma Fangzhou and Xia Zhi. The three of them sat in the corridor drinking tea and happened to see Zhao Jing making tea for the workers.
Normally, you let the workers come on their own, why did you change your temper today?
There was a problem during the construction, and Ma Fangzhou needed to make timely adjustments. After confirming with Xia Wu, he took out his laptop and started to re-start the construction on the spot, while Xia Zhi drank tea leisurely on the side.
Xia Wu followed his gaze, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you used to staying here?"
Xia Zhi leaned back lazily, "Miss, I've been through a lot, and I'm used to being able to stay put anywhere."
Xia Wu rolled her eyes at him and said, "If you want to get along well with me, don't always speak to me in such a sarcastic tone. It's annoying to hear."
Satanic? Talk about him?
I swear to God, Xia Zhi was speaking the truth. If calling Xia Wu "little princess" in public wasn't so easy to make others feel weird, Xia Zhi really wanted to call her that.
After a moment of silence, Xia Zhi asked her, "Do you have any misunderstandings about me?"
It was Xia Wu's turn to remain silent. She looked at Xia Zhi suspiciously. Did she wrongly accuse him?
The next second, Xia Zhi smiled brightly, "But that's just how I am. I don't want to change even if you misunderstand me."
dead!
Xia Wu rolled her eyes at him.
Ma Fangzhou pricked up his ears as he modified the blueprint.
After a while, Xia Wu was about to leave, and Zhao Jing stopped fetching water for the workers, or perhaps she had finished what she wanted to do.
Watching Xia Wu leave, the smile on Xia Zhi's face gradually faded and disappeared.
"Old Xia, you are such a weird person. You obviously like Xia Xia very much, so why do you have to find fault with her and make her angry?" Ma Fangzhou couldn't help but ask.
Xia Zhi smiled and said, "Do your job."
I don't even want to explain.
His relationship with Ma Fangzhou is not as close as Ma Fangzhou thinks, Qin.
Or perhaps, Xia Zhi is not close to anyone.
His experiences in his youth made him as defensive as this hedgehog. When his mother died, he wanted to prick everyone he saw and was full of resentment and anger towards the world. After being taken back to the Xia family, no one liked him. Even his own father was sarcastic towards him, not to mention his brothers and sisters.
Xia Zhi hates everyone in the Xia family.
At school, his so-called brothers instigated others to bully him, and when he returned home, he was still bullied.
At the most sensitive age, Xia Zhi has already witnessed the evil of human nature.
Because of his illegitimate status, everyone in the Xia family looked down on him, and Xia Wu was no exception.
When Xia Zhi first met her, she was only eight or nine years old, wearing an expensive princess dress, high and mighty, with everyone treating her like a star. She also didn't like the fact that Xia Zhi was an illegitimate child. Her dislike manifested itself in her disinterest in him, even ignoring him as a person.
But they would never bully or laugh at him like others did.
She is like a real princess. She may look down on others, but she will never lower herself to bully others.
When Xia Zhi was being bullied the most at school, he was locked in the toilet and splashed with cold water. Xia Wu probably has forgotten about it. It was she who spoke up for him that ended the school violence.
It was also because of a few words she said at home that this illegitimate child was able to receive good treatment and was even sent to study abroad.
Xia Zhi remembered it clearly, but unfortunately Xia Wu had forgotten it at all.
After knowing that Xia Wu was not Xia's biological son, Xia Zhi felt a surge of joy from the bottom of his heart. He was actually feeling fortunate. If Xia Wu knew about this, he would definitely think that he was just watching the fun.
Only Xia Zhi knows the deepest secret hidden in his heart.
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