Fireworks exploded in the sky, illuminating the flushed cheeks of the young boy and girl.
The two returned home very late. A light was left on in the yard, but the old lady's house was pitch black. As usual, she had gone to bed at nine o'clock.
An Youhe cleaned up the small mud house where Ye Zhou had lived before, and then brought him a quilt.
Ye Zhou held the girl's hand: "Can't I sleep with you tonight?"
An Youhe was also helpless. "If Grandma finds out, she will be very angry. This is not good. You should sleep here quietly. It's cold lately, so make sure you are covered with a blanket."
"Alright," Ye Zhou had no choice but to agree.
The room door was closed, and An Youhe tiptoed back to the main house.
Ye Zhou braced himself on either side of the bed, wondering why the girl wasn't asking him how he was doing. He was the champion, after all.
...
At six o'clock in the morning, the old lady tidied her clothes and walked out of the main house with her cane.
Then I remembered my sleepy little girl who hadn't gotten up yet, and I wanted to wake her up.
The sound of busy work came from the courtyard, and the old woman looked over with some doubt.
The one who rolled up his sleeves and got to work was a young man.
Upon closer inspection, she realized it was none other than the student who had visited once before.
Ye Zhou poured a bucket of water he had fetched from the river into a water vat, then turned around and greeted the old lady with a smile.
"Grandma, you're up so early?" Ye Zhou said, shaking the sweat off his hair.
The old lady sat down in the recliner, closed her eyes, and didn't speak to Ye Zhou.
Ye Zhou just smiled helplessly and went out carrying water again.
He had already cleaned the floor beforehand.
...
After filling five buckets with water, Ye Zhou walked to the riverbank again.
A middle-aged woman who was also fetching water came up next to him and looked at the capable young man with a smile.
"Young man, you're so hardworking, do you have a girlfriend?"
"Yes, I have."
"Your partner is so lucky. You're so capable. What does your partner look like?" The woman stood by the lake and started gossiping.
Ye Zhou readily replied, "My girlfriend is beautiful, hardworking, capable, ambitious, and a rare gem."
As Ye Zhou spoke, he didn't notice the girl who had already arrived beside him.
The girl stood not far away and heard the entire conversation.
The girl blushed and stopped in her tracks.
The woman had sharp eyes and immediately spotted An Youhe, whose face was flushed.
She glanced at the nervous girl, then at the handsome young man in front of her, and instantly understood.
An Youhe had no choice but to overcome her shyness and walk over.
"Why are you working so early in the morning?"
The woman said, "That's right, that's right, I even praised this young man for being capable!"
Ye Zhou held a bucket of water. "Let's go, this is the last bucket."
An Youhe took the towel she carried with her and stood on tiptoe to wipe the sweat from Ye Zhou's forehead.
Back in the courtyard, An Youhe had already prepared breakfast.
Ye Zhou sat at the dining table with the old lady. He turned on the light, but the incandescent bulb was still very bright.
"Grandma, this light can stay on for another two years without any problem."
The old woman sized up the young man. "How long can I keep shining? Can't these old bones keep glowing?"
"...Everything you say is right." Ye Zhou said helplessly, realizing that everything he said was wrong.
...
"Dad, Mom, I'm home." Ye Zhou saw that the door was unlocked and pushed it open.
Ye Fan came out wearing an apron: "Oh, so you know how to come back? Your sister came back for National Day, but I didn't even hear about you."
Ye Zhou shook the Erguotou in his hand.
Ye Fan had a sudden inspiration, "You little rascal."
"Try it, I switched it on the way here."
Ye Fan was overjoyed, looking like he knew his father better than anyone else, and pulled Ye Zhou into the kitchen.
"Your mom is taking a nap right now, don't wake her up." Ye Fan said, pouring a little bit of wine into a plastic cup and taking a small sip as if it were a precious treasure.
"It really is Moutai, the taste is really good."
"This is the only bottle. Drink it sparingly and don't upset my mom. This one is worth a lot of money."
"I know, I know, our son has grown up." Ye Fan patted his son's shoulder a few times. "Alright, brother, go play. I'll call you when dinner is ready."
"Okay, Dad."
At the dinner table.
Ye Zhou asked Zhou Ping, "Mom, how's your shop doing?"
“Great! Now the store has hired four more employees, so I can rest more. I’ve made a lot of money, and I’m planning to open another store.”
"Didn't I tell you before that you should learn how to open an online store? Online stores will be the mainstream trend in the future."
“I’ve got it set up. Didn’t you have Hu Lai come over and teach me? I’ve set one up too. But there aren’t many things sold online. Anyway, the cost isn’t high, so I’ll give it a try first.”
Ye Zhou was very pleased, then looked at his father and asked, "Dad, how's your job going?"
"Haha." Ye Fan chuckled awkwardly twice. "I resigned."
Why?
“I’m too old to climb telephone poles anymore, so now I can only rely on your mother to support me.”
"That's really too dangerous. If you cook every day, my mom would be willing to support you."
"He cooks every day, and he eats every day too."
"You need to eat well to have the energy to work!" Ye Zhou chimed in, supporting his father.
"Waaah, wife, you're disgusted with me? Have you been disgusted with me for a long time?" Ye Fan, despite his age, still acted coquettishly.
Zhou Ping said helplessly, "I didn't look down on you, I was just afraid you'd turn into a fat pig at home. The only thing you can see in your whole body is your face."
"After all these years, my handsome face is still the most attractive to you." Ye Fan smiled wickedly and leaned in to get close to his wife.
Ye Zhou exclaimed that it was an eyesore, "Dad, Mom, I'm still here! You two should also restrain yourselves."
...
That night, lying in bed, Ye Zhou bought his first stock.
Invest one million.
He still has many things to do, and he needs to accomplish them one by one.
The next day, he bought a used car that was in pretty good condition.
After all, he is still young, and there is no need for him to spend all his money on buying luxury sports cars.
...
At five o'clock in the morning, An Youhe pushed open her grandmother's door. The old lady was still sleeping peacefully, with a soft snore coming from her.
Grandma's room had no decorations; on the peeling peach wood table sat a porcelain jar that had been used for who knows how many years.
If it weren't for Anyouhe, Grandma would never have bought a refrigerator.
The elderly always try to save money wherever they can.
"Grandma, I'm leaving," An Youhe said in an extremely soft voice.
She didn't want to say goodbye to the old lady, and she also knew that her grandmother was stubborn but soft-hearted and couldn't bear to part with her.
She pushed her suitcase out the door, where a car was parked.
Ye Zhou stood by the car waiting for her, and put all the luggage into the trunk.
An Youhe got into the car.
The girl sat in the back seat and touched the leather seat.
"I thought you were going to pick me up in a tricycle."
"I can't drive a tricycle."
An Youhe laughed, "Just because you can drive a car doesn't mean you can't drive a tricycle?"
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