Chapter 393

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, in the morning, outside the bustling Jichun Railway Station, Zhou Bingkun met Zhou Zhigang, who had just gotten off the train.

"Have your brother and sister returned?"

"Not yet, their train is tomorrow morning." Very naturally, he reached out to take the large package his father was carrying, and Zhou Bingkun weighed it: "Dad, what kind of stuff did you bring? Didn't I say in my letter that we have everything at home, no need to bring so much stuff? You went through all this trouble to come back, it's not worth the exhaustion."

"That's easy to say, who would complain about having too much stuff?" Zhou Zhigang patted his youngest son's shoulder, turned around, and carried a bag, swaying as he walked out: "Isn't it said that cured meat is delicious? I brought back a few more strips this time. Don't send two strips to each of your brothers' fathers-in-law's families; we'll eat the rest for the New Year. There are also some sausages, the taste is quite good. I also saved a few bars of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes, and our leader gave us two buckets of green tea. Living life requires frugality; you can't be extravagant and wasteful. Just look at those rubber shoes and soap; they all cost good money."

"You have to tell Brother Yan that; he eats well, drinks well, and smokes well, not compromising at all."

"That's because Little Yan has ability; he can see patients, and those who are cured thank him, sending whatever they have. In the end, that's because his craft is good, and his brain is even better. Don't say you can't compare; even your older brother can't."

"Dad, listening to that, I can't compare to my older brother, huh?"

"Hey, you brat, you're almost thirty, still acting like a kid." Zhou Zhigang paused, shook his head and smiled: "Your older brother is..."

"Have your brother and sister returned?"

"Not yet, their train is tomorrow morning." Very naturally, he reached out to take the large package his father was carrying, and Zhou Bingkun weighed it: "Dad, what kind of stuff did you bring? Didn't I say in my letter that we have everything at home, no need to bring so much stuff? You went through all this trouble to come back, it's not worth the exhaustion."

"That's easy to say, who would complain about having too much stuff?" Zhou Zhigang patted his youngest son's shoulder, turned around, and carried a bag, swaying as he walked out: "Isn't it said that cured meat is delicious? I brought back a few more strips this time. Don't send two strips to each of your brothers' fathers-in-law's families; we'll eat the rest for the New Year. There are also some sausages, the taste is quite good. I also saved a few bars of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes, and our leader gave us two buckets of green tea. Living life requires frugality; you can't be extravagant and wasteful. Just look at those rubber shoes and soap; they all cost good money."

"You have to tell Brother Yan that; he eats well, drinks well, and smokes well, not compromising at all."

"That's because Little Yan has ability; he can see patients, and those who are cured thank him, sending whatever they have. In the end, that's because his craft is good, and his brain is even better. Don't say you can't compare; even your older brother can't."

"Dad, listening to that, I can't compare to my older brother, huh?"

"Hey, you brat, you're almost thirty, still acting like a kid." Zhou Zhigang paused, shook his head and smiled: "Your older brother is..." On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, in the morning, outside the bustling Jichun Railway Station, Zhou Bingkun met Zhou Zhigang, who had just gotten off the train.

"Have your brother and sister returned?"

"Not yet, their train is tomorrow morning." Very naturally, he reached out to take the large package his father was carrying, and Zhou Bingkun weighed it: "Dad, what kind of stuff did you bring? Didn't I say in my letter that we have everything at home, no need to bring so much stuff? You went through all this trouble to come back, it's not worth the exhaustion."

"That's easy to say, who would complain about having too much stuff?" Zhou Zhigang patted his youngest son's shoulder, turned around, and carried a bag, swaying as he walked out: "Isn't it said that cured meat is delicious? I brought back a few more strips this time. Don't send two strips to each of your brothers' fathers-in-law's families; we'll eat the rest for the New Year. There are also some sausages, the taste is quite good. I also saved a few bars of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes, and our leader gave us two buckets of green tea. Living life requires frugality; you can't be extravagant and wasteful. Just look at those rubber shoes and soap; they all cost good money."

"You have to tell Brother Yan that; he eats well, drinks well, and smokes well, not compromising at all."

"That's because Little Yan has ability; he can see patients, and those who are cured thank him, sending whatever they have. In the end, that's because his craft is good, and his brain is even better. Don't say you can't compare; even your older brother can't."

"Dad, listening to that, I can't compare to my older brother, huh?"

"Hey, you brat, you're almost thirty, still acting like a kid." Zhou Zhigang paused, shook his head and smiled: "Your older brother is..." On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, in the morning, outside the bustling Jichun Railway Station, Zhou Bingkun met Zhou Zhigang, who had just gotten off the train.

"Have your brother and sister returned?"

"Not yet, their train is tomorrow morning." Very naturally, he reached out to take the large package his father was carrying, and Zhou Bingkun weighed it: "Dad, what kind of stuff did you bring? Didn't I say in my letter that we have everything at home, no need to bring so much stuff? You went through all this trouble to come back, it's not worth the exhaustion."

"That's easy to say, who would complain about having too much stuff?" Zhou Zhigang patted his youngest son's shoulder, turned around, and carried a bag, swaying as he walked out: "Isn't it said that cured meat is delicious? I brought back a few more strips this time. Don't send two strips to each of your brothers' fathers-in-law's families; we'll eat the rest for the New Year. There are also some sausages, the taste is quite good. I also saved a few bars of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes, and our leader gave us two buckets of green tea. Living life requires frugality; you can't be extravagant and wasteful. Just look at those rubber shoes and soap; they all cost good money."

"You have to tell Brother Yan that; he eats well, drinks well, and smokes well, not compromising at all."

"That's because Little Yan has ability; he can see patients, and those who are cured thank him, sending whatever they have. In the end, that's because his craft is good, and his brain is even better. Don't say you can't compare; even your older brother can't."

"Dad, listening to that, I can't compare to my older brother, huh?"

"Hey, you brat, you're almost thirty, still acting like a kid." Zhou Zhigang paused, shook his head and smiled: "Your older brother is..." On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, in the morning, outside the bustling Jichun Railway Station, Zhou Bingkun met Zhou Zhigang, who had just gotten off the train.

"Have your brother and sister returned?"

"Not yet, their train is tomorrow morning." Very naturally, he reached out to take the large package his father was carrying, and Zhou Bingkun weighed it: "Dad, what kind of stuff did you bring? Didn't I say in my letter that we have everything at home, no need to bring so much stuff? You went through all this trouble to come back, it's not worth the exhaustion."

"That's easy to say, who would complain about having too much stuff?" Zhou Zhigang patted his youngest son's shoulder, turned around, and carried a bag, swaying as he walked out: "Isn't it said that cured meat is delicious? I brought back a few more strips this time. Don't send two strips to each of your brothers' fathers-in-law's families; we'll eat the rest for the New Year. There are also some sausages, the taste is quite good. I also saved a few bars of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes, and our leader gave us two buckets of green tea. Living life requires frugality; you can't be extravagant and wasteful. Just look at those rubber shoes and soap; they all cost good money."

"You have to tell Brother Yan that; he eats well, drinks well, and smokes well, not compromising at all."

"That's because Little Yan has ability; he can see patients, and those who are cured thank him, sending whatever they have. In the end, that's because his craft is good, and his brain is even better. Don't say you can't compare; even your older brother can't."

"Dad, listening to that, I can't compare to my older brother, huh?"

"Hey, you brat, you're almost thirty, still acting like a kid." Zhou Zhigang paused, shook his head and smiled: "Your older brother is..." On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, in the morning, outside the bustling Jichun Railway Station, Zhou Bingkun met Zhou Zhigang, who had just gotten off the train.

"Have your brother and sister returned?"

"Not yet, their train is tomorrow morning." Very naturally, he reached out to take the large package his father was carrying, and Zhou Bingkun weighed it: "Dad, what kind of stuff did you bring? Didn't I say in my letter that we have everything at home, no need to bring so much stuff? You went through all this trouble to come back, it's not worth the exhaustion."

"That's easy to say, who would complain about having too much stuff?" Zhou Zhigang patted his youngest son's shoulder, turned around, and carried a bag, swaying as he walked out: "Isn't it said that cured meat is delicious? I brought back a few more strips this time. Don't send two strips to each of your brothers' fathers-in-law's families; we'll eat the rest for the New Year. There are also some sausages, the taste is quite good. I also saved a few bars of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes, and our leader gave us two buckets of green tea. Living life requires frugality; you can't be extravagant and wasteful. Just look at those rubber shoes and soap; they all cost good money."

"You have to tell Brother Yan that; he eats well, drinks well, and smokes well, not compromising at all."

"That's because Little Yan has ability; he can see patients, and those who are cured thank him, sending whatever they have. In the end, that's because his craft is good, and his brain is even better. Don't say you can't compare; even your older brother can't."

"Dad, listening to that, I can't compare to my older brother, huh?"

"Hey, you brat, you're almost thirty, still acting like a kid." Zhou Zhigang paused, shook his head and smiled: "Your older brother is..." On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, in the morning, outside the bustling Jichun Railway Station, Zhou Bingkun met Zhou Zhigang, who had just gotten off the train.

"Have your brother and sister returned?"

"Not yet, their train is tomorrow morning." Very naturally, he reached out to take the large package his father was carrying, and Zhou Bingkun weighed it: "Dad, what kind of stuff did you bring? Didn't I say in my letter that we have everything at home, no need to bring so much stuff? You went through all this trouble to come back, it's not worth the exhaustion."

"That's easy to say, who would complain about having too much stuff?" Zhou Zhigang patted his youngest son's shoulder, turned around, and carried a bag, swaying as he walked out: "Isn't it said that cured meat is delicious? I brought back a few more strips this time. Don't send two strips to each of your brothers' fathers-in-law's families; we'll eat the rest for the New Year. There are also some sausages, the taste is quite good. I also saved a few bars of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes, and our leader gave us two buckets of green tea. Living life requires frugality; you can't be extravagant and wasteful. Just look at those rubber shoes and soap; they all cost good money."

"You have to tell Brother Yan that; he eats well, drinks well, and smokes well, not compromising at all."

"That's because Little Yan has ability; he can see patients, and those who are cured thank him, sending whatever they have. In the end, that's because his craft is good, and his brain is even better. Don't say you can't compare; even your older brother can't."

"Dad, listening to that, I can't compare to my older brother, huh?"

"Hey, you brat, you're almost thirty, still acting like a kid." Zhou Zhigang paused, shook his head and smiled: "Your older brother is..." On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, in the morning, outside the bustling Jichun Railway Station, Zhou Bingkun met Zhou Zhigang, who had just gotten off the train.

"Have your brother and sister returned?"

"Not yet, their train is tomorrow morning." Very naturally, he reached out to take the large package his father was carrying, and Zhou Bingkun weighed it: "Dad, what kind of stuff did you bring? Didn't I say in my letter that we have everything at home, no need to bring so much stuff? You went through all this trouble to come back, it's not worth the exhaustion."

"That's easy to say, who would complain about having too much stuff?" Zhou Zhigang patted his youngest son's shoulder, turned around, and carried a bag, swaying as he walked out: "Isn't it said that cured meat is delicious? I brought back a few more strips this time. Don't send two strips to each of your brothers' fathers-in-law's families; we'll eat the rest for the New Year. There are also some sausages, the taste is quite good. I also saved a few bars of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes, and our leader gave us two buckets of green tea. Living life requires frugality; you can't be extravagant and wasteful. Just look at those rubber shoes and soap; they all cost good money."

"You have to tell Brother Yan that; he eats well, drinks well, and smokes well, not compromising at all."

"That's because Little Yan has ability; he can see patients, and those who are cured thank him, sending whatever they have. In the end, that's because his craft is good, and his brain is even better. Don't say you can't compare; even your older brother can't."

"Dad, listening to that, I can't compare to my older brother, huh?"

"Hey, you brat, you're almost thirty, still acting like a kid." Zhou Zhigang paused, shook his head and smiled: "Your older brother is..." On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, in the morning, outside the bustling Jichun Railway Station, Zhou Bingkun met Zhou Zhigang, who had just gotten off the train.

"Have your brother and sister returned?"

"Not yet, their train is tomorrow morning." Very naturally, he reached out to take the large package his father was carrying, and Zhou Bingkun weighed it: "Dad, what kind of stuff did you bring? Didn't I say in my letter that we have everything at home, no need to bring so much stuff? You went through all this trouble to come back, it's not worth the exhaustion."

"That's easy to say, who would complain about having too much stuff?" Zhou Zhigang patted his youngest son's shoulder, turned around, and carried a bag, swaying as he walked out: "Isn't it said that cured meat is delicious? I brought back a few more strips this time. Don't send two strips to each of your brothers' fathers-in-law's families; we'll eat the rest for the New Year. There are also some sausages, the taste is quite good. I also saved a few bars of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes, and our leader gave us two buckets of green tea. Living life requires frugality; you can't be extravagant and wasteful. Just look at those rubber shoes and soap; they all cost good money."

"You have to tell Brother Yan that; he eats well, drinks well, and smokes well, not compromising at all."

"That's because Little Yan has ability; he can see patients, and those who are cured thank him, sending whatever they have. In the end, that's because his craft is good, and his brain is even better. Don't say you can't compare; even your older brother can't."

"Dad, listening to that, I can't compare to my older brother, huh?"

"Hey, you brat, you're almost thirty, still acting like a kid." Zhou Zhigang paused, shook his head and smiled: "Your older brother is