Ge Yufeng was carrying a bundle of dried fruits, biscuits, cakes, and a few fresh apples that she had bought at the Kyoto Department Store.
A plump woman, with a blue floral cotton headscarf wrapped around her face, leaving only her eyes exposed, stood in front of the train station, feeling quite emotional.
Her second daughter pulled her and said, "Mom, please put this bundle behind you. It's so ugly."
"Hey hey!"
Not only did Ge Yufeng hide her own bag behind her, she also tried to steal the luggage from Zhao Shugen, causing Zhao Shugen to glare at her.
"Old man, this is a photo! When we go back to celebrate the New Year tomorrow, we must take this photo with us and show it to everyone in the big mirror.
What are you doing with these two tattered plastic bags? They take up a lot of space. Do you want to pat them or you?
After saying this, he leaned in closer and looked up at Zhao Shugen's appearance, feeling dissatisfied as he continued:
"His father, just smile. If someone doesn't know, they'd think our Zhao family owes someone 80,000 yuan!"
Ouch, stop making such a sullen face, it looks like Changbai Mountain!
Everything is going well, and I still have some money left to cross the river. Doesn't this mean that Dashan has made great progress?
Take off that tattered cotton hat of yours! You're already an old man, and you're making it look like a zongzi. Isn't the money you spent on the photo shoot a waste? Who would recognize it as you in the photo?!"
After saying that, Ge Yufeng also took off her headscarf, pressed her hair with both palms, took off her handcuffs and smoothed the hair around her ears with her fingertips.
Zhao Shugen was fed up with all this.
In his opinion, what a big heart this is!
One is his second daughter, and the other is his old wife, whose hearts weigh eight kilograms when dried up.
It was almost like that. We almost had to go back to the village.
I said all the soft words and didn't dare to confront anyone. I almost starved myself to death. And you're still taking pictures?!
That's what he was thinking, so Zhao Shugen had to cooperate.
He took off his cotton hat and tucked it under his armpits, revealing a head full of white hair.
"They're actually messing with that demonic Daoling! They're just useless pieces of Ke Ding!"
Zhao Shugen and Ge Yufeng stood in the middle. Zhao Dashan was wearing his new cotton-padded jacket, which was exactly the same style as his second brother-in-law's. They stood on the left and right of the two elders, and his second sister squatted in the front.
Among the five people, only Zhao Shugen was staring at the camera with his beard puffed out, while the other four showed half of their big white teeth.
Zhao Dashan's second sister shouted to the photographer:
"Hey comrade, please make sure you include that big clock in the back. Get a full view! And the words Kyoto Station!"
With a click.
We took a photo in front of Kyoto Station.
No matter what, even though I worked so hard for the past two months, all the money I earned was spent on the "little devil".
But it is true that life is getting better and better, especially now that I have come from a small county, town and village in the Northeast and have finally settled down in the capital.
Kyoto, ah Kyoto, the great capital. Being able to have a place to live, food to eat, and a way to make money in the great capital was a revolutionary advancement for the Zhao family.
Zhao Shugen picked up the rubber bag again and told Zhao Dashan:
"When you see your Uncle Tielin tomorrow, tell him that Dad was waiting for him specially, but he was busy with other things and went out. He really couldn't wait any longer, so he had to go back to the village to chat.
Well, tell him to come home as soon as he gets home. We'll treat him to a meal. If that doesn't work, we can just put him together for the New Year.
Don't think that you won't say it because it's not important. Even if you are familiar with each other, you should still say a few words to avoid being picked on!
Without your Uncle Tielin, I finally understand. Do you still want to open that big restaurant?
Alas! You, a foreigner, have come to Kyoto and even got beaten up by a bear. How can you live like this? "
Ge Yufeng heard this and nodded repeatedly in agreement:
"Well, listen to your father this time.
If this hadn't happened, to be honest, Mom would have discussed it with your second sister and brother-in-law. Our family has put in a lot of effort, and you've been working from dawn to dusk, but they haven't even shown up. Why should they give us half? It's because our family can't afford to open a restaurant!
Now that I see it, it's not quite what I thought. Setting up a stall isn't that easy. As for Tielin, I have a feeling he might know a lot of people.
This time we have to accept the loss.
After all, it's embarrassing. It's not nice to say it, but it would be bad if your uncle Tielin doubted your character again.
If anything happens in the future, you can go find him and discuss it with him. He is a big businessman and capable, and he discusses everything with others.
In short, my dear son, just remember this: when you are away from home, you really have to stick together with your uncle Tielin and take care of each other, no matter how much money you make.
How much is enough? Just live in peace.
No matter what, our family and the Bi family have been friends for decades, so we are much better than those outsiders who are just licking each other's lips!"
Although Ge Yufeng was very active in taking pictures just now, her mouth was full of blisters.
But she had thought about it last night when she couldn't sleep, and it was better than living in a small place anyway.
Also, when she returned home, she only talked about how successful her son was, and never told the villagers how difficult it was.
If there is anyone who can make her speak the truth from her heart in the future, it will be the Bi family.
When she gets back, she will go to the Bi family's house for a stroll. She must have a good relationship with the Bi family in the future.
Zhao Dashan's second brother-in-law patted Zhao Dashan on the shoulder:
"I really can't stay here any longer. Otherwise, I'll lose my job again. You better be careful. If you have anything to say, send a telegram. In ten days, half a month or two, when the restaurant is deserted, close it and go back to the village with the Bi family."
Zhao Dashan nodded.
If he said that the other members of the Zhao family were not as festive as they appeared, then he was truly forcing himself to smile.
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