Chapter 237

After Chen Hong finished eating, Yang Qing took the excuse of washing dishes and walked out of the room.

He left space and time for them.

It's been three years since we last saw each other; there should be a lot to talk about.

Yang Qing came out of the water room, stood under the eaves at the door of the water room, and watched the snowflakes filling the sky; they were white and thick.

This year's snow is especially heavy; if it continues until tomorrow, it might be as deep as a leg.

This foretells that next year will be a bumper harvest.

Everyone says moist snow heralds a good year, but in more northern places they call heavy snow a white disaster.

Heavy snow brings good omens, foretelling that the whole country will completely emerge from gloom next year.

But a turmoil is also brewing.

Internationally.

Although we harshly educated the Indians and thwarted the conspiracy of the two giants, the war in the south has also begun to slowly flare up.

The time for Yingjiang's downfall is also getting closer.

In such an environment, we also began exporting military technology to the Third World; the Shishi Army Academy also began to gain fame worldwide at that time.

Chaotic thoughts wandered through Yang Qing's mind in countless ways.

One moment he thought of this, the next moment he thought of that.

Gradually his thoughts returned to Chen Hong.

His mother-in-law is very wary of him, and he can feel it.

Who says rural people lack experience? They are actually more obstinate about some things.

The possibility of letting the mother and son come to Jingcheng may be completely gone.

In this regard, Yang Qing isn't overly troubled; after all, he doesn't know now whether letting them come would be good or bad.

There are still three years left; who knows what he could achieve in those three years?

Even next year, when the classification is redefined, his status could change.

But three years later, how many people will again be exposed for what they really are?

Just like the big contract implemented in some places these past two years, many people who responded ended up tormented to the point of ecstasy after a few years, and the number who died is not small.

(At this time the big contract appeared, Joint Production Contract, which actually evolved from the big contract, had proven successful in practice; ten years later everything reverted to the old ways, and spiritual construction began to outweigh everything else.)

Yang Qing can understand this act of returning power to the people, but he does not accept the possible enormous threat to himself from its expansion.

After Chen Feng chatted with Chen Hong for a while, seeing that Yang Qing still hadn't returned, he went out himself.

Finally, under the eaves, he found Yang Qing.

"Brother-in-law."

He called out.

Yang Qing looked up, saw it was Chen Feng, and immediately broke into a smile.

"Little Feng, how did you come out?"

Chen Feng stepped closer.

"I saw you hadn't come back for a while, so I came over to check."

Yang Qing stood up and brushed off the snowflakes that the wind had blown onto him.

"Come on, let's go back; it's cold outside."

Chen Feng supported him with one hand.

"Brother-in-law, do you have something on your mind?"

Yang Qing shook his head.

"No, I just noticed you haven't seen each other in a long time, so I gave you some space."

"Little Feng, have you ever farmed at home?"

Chen Feng nodded.

"Yes, I've been farming with my mother since I was little."

"Oh, then there's nothing to worry about."

The two chatted aimlessly and slowly returned to the room.

The mother and daughter had probably cried; their eyes were red.

Yang Qing stepped forward, covered Chen Hong with a blanket, and then said.

"Daughter-in-law, if you want to talk, let's do it tomorrow; it's not late today, the snow is too heavy, Mom and Brother have been on a vehicle all day and night, they're tired too—better go rest early."

Chen Hong nodded.

"Yes, Mom, Brother, you should hurry back; if the snow gets any heavier, it'll be hard to return."

Zhao Ruoyun didn't want to leave.

"Otherwise I'll stay here tonight; let them go back—Yang Qing doesn't understand anything, staying here would be useless."

The woman beside her interjected.

"Hey, you got it wrong; when it comes to serving women, Yang Qing has his own set of ways—he knows more about Having Children than women do."

"Chen Hong's mother, if you don't trust Yang Qing, can you not trust your own daughter? Just ask Chen Hong and you'll know."

"Really, that guy is impressive; even doctors are left stunned by what he says."

Chen Hong almost laughed, but she held it in and nodded.

Doctors now are not the same as doctors later.

At present we're still in a exploratory phase; much knowledge isn't yet solid, and Yang Qing hasn't seen widely enough.

However, the doctors' current skill in delivering babies is unmatched even by later generations.

Yang Qing and the doctor—one strong in practice, the other broad in knowledge—blended their strengths, and found that everyone had reaped considerable gains.

This made Yang Qing a celebrity in the hospital.

Zhao Ruoyun looked at Yang Qing, as if asking, "How are you so familiar with women's matters?"

Yang Qing hurried to explain.

"Mom, since Chen Hong got pregnant, I've been reading many related books."

"I learned it all from books."

Chen Hong also chimed in.

"He's now a famous study genius in our street."

Everyone said so, Zhao Ruoyun also relaxed—this is trustworthy.

Yang Qing led the two of them through the snow curtain and returned to the compound.

After briefly giving them the precautions, he left.

Seeing that they had set up a heated brick bed and also built a stove in the west room, Zhao Ruoyun felt it was wasteful.

"The kang is huge; crowding together wouldn't be warmer—just being fussy, wasteful, burning money."

Chen Feng was quite interested in the heating stove, watching it for a long time.

After hearing his mother's words, he retorted.

"Mom, stop nitpicking—my sister's family both work, the house is theirs, they have the means, why can't they enjoy themselves?"

Zhao Ruoyun sighed.

"I'm just afraid they'll enjoy themselves."

"What's your brother-in-law's status? If he enjoys himself like that, won't he invite jealousy?"

"That's inviting disaster—aren't there already enough people persecuted where we come from?"

"They have no sense of proportion."

When Zhao Ruoyun said that, Chen Feng also felt something was off—his sister's family life was indeed too good.

If it were there, they'd probably have been dragged out for a public parade already.

"What should we do?"

"We can't just not live in a good house and go look for a broken one."

"Even if my brother-in-law were willing, I wouldn't be—what about my sister and my nephew? Would they have to suffer too?"

Zhao Ruoyun glanced at him.

"So we can't come to Jingcheng; they're still occupying the rooms in the army compound."

"Now houses are expensive, and the army compound's houses are even more so."

"If they keep occupying the houses, who knows how many will envy and resent them in the future."

"If someone schemes against them, that'll be enough for them to suffer."

"Gentlemen are easy to provoke, villains hard to deal with—what's your brother-in-law's status? This weakness in people's hands means everyone can bully them."

"Although our family can endure it, we're strangers here with no one to back us—how could we prevail over them?"

Only then did Chen Feng understand.

"So there's another reason—Mom, you think farther than I do."

"Since you care so much about your brother-in-law, why do you keep giving him a cold look?"

"When we were chatting with my sister, my brother-in-law was squatting alone under the eaves outside, just wanting us to talk."

"My brother-in-law is quite good."

Zhao Ruoyun said angrily.

"Good, what good is that?"

"If your background is bad, no matter how good you are, it's useless—these days it's all about background, don't you get that?"

"If it weren't for our family's good background, how could so many people look after us?"

"If Liu Lao San didn't have a bad background, how could his family have been destroyed?"

"Xiao Feng, some people bring misfortune just by association, even if they're otherwise fine."