Chapter 194

Xiaocheng, North City District.

In broad daylight, a high-pitched and sharp shout, with a decibel intensity close to shattering glass, shook the three streets in front and behind.

"Mom!!! Second... Brother... is... back~"

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Little Cui'er ran behind An Xiaolian in fright, hugging her thigh, and poked half her head out to look at the gate.

She didn't understand the Ebei accent, but based on her experience, as long as this kind of commotion appeared in the countryside, a fierce dispute would surely follow, and it would likely be accompanied by tearing and fighting.

Hao Jian rubbed his ears and said with a wry smile, "Xiao Qin, why are you shouting so loudly? You scared the child."

The woman called Xiao Qin was already teary-eyed and came over to grab Hao Jian's hand: "Second Brother, you didn't write a letter back all these years... why did you only come back now..."

"Didn't I come back?" Hao Jian also felt his nose sour: "But I remember you're only twenty-one this year, Xiao Qin! Why is the child so big?"

"I'm twenty-two, you've been gone for fifteen years..."

"How can it be fifteen years," Hao Jian said: "Fourteen years... fourteen and a half years only..."

Hao Jian actually remembered clearly; he remembered that when he went to the countryside, his little sister Xiao Qin hadn't even started elementary school, and his impression stopped at the little girl with a runny nose, which was why he hadn't realized that the little girl was his niece at first.

And today is the first day of the New Year; logically, Hao Qin shouldn't be at her mother's house, but at her husband's house.

"You still remember fourteen and a half years!"

Xiao Qin finally cried, hitting Hao Jian one after another: "You didn't even write a letter, and the letters we sent you were returned. Mom cried every year, and she cried for a long time yesterday; no matter how we persuaded her, she wouldn't stop... wuwuwu..."

Xiao Qin was crying her eyes out, but suddenly felt a small hand pulling her hard, trying to pull her away from her Second Brother.

Little Cui'er pulled Xiao Qin while threatening her in a milky voice: "Don't hit my dad, I... I... my uncle is very powerful."

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Xiao Qin looked at the little person in front of her, and only then remembered that her Second Brother had a daughter who was born sickly.

However, before she could say anything affectionate to her little niece, messy and hurried footsteps came from behind.

The shout she just made had alarmed everyone in the house.

Running in the front was a woman whose age was hard to estimate.

If you say she's an old woman, her face probably doesn't have that many wrinkles.

But if you say she's a middle-aged woman, her hair is all white.

Seeing this woman appear, Hao Jian, who could still maintain his composure just now, completely collapsed.

This is his mother, Yao Hongmin, who is only fifty-two this year.

When Hao Jian left home, Yao Hongmin was still a strong laborer in her prime, but looking at this head of white hair now, one couldn't help but sigh.

Yao Hongmin came over and grabbed Hao Jian's hand, wanting to say something but unable to, and ultimately, like Xiao Qin, hit Hao Jian one after another.

This is a family tradition.

Little Cui'er wanted to help her dad fight again, reaching out to pull, but was pulled aside by her mother, An Xiaolian.

Then, Little Cui'er saw her dad kneeling on the ground, hugging the white-haired old woman's legs and wailing.

This man, who had been holding his breath for many years, only now understood that what was holding his heart was not just resentment, but the flesh-and-blood connection of family longing.

【How could you not recognize me? How could you not want me, this son?】

Xiaocheng is the only prefecture-level city in the country named after "filial piety" and is also the hometown of filial piety culture in the country.

Kneeling to heaven, earth, and parents is a matter of course.

And Hao Jian took it upon himself to marry a wife in Dongshan and settle down in Dongshan, which is more or less related to being an "unfilial son."

Now, being beaten by his mother a few times, Hao Jian is willing in his heart.

Mother and son cried for a long time before they stopped their tears.

At this time, Yao Hongmin saw An Xiaolian and her daughter.

She looked at the timid Little Cui'er and said: "This is the Little Cui'er you mentioned, right? Isn't this child quite good?"

"She's quite good; I managed to get imported medicine for her and cured her illness. Little Cui'er, call Grandma."

Hao Jian wiped his tears and asked his daughter, Little Cui'er, to call her.

Little Cui'er called "Grandma" timidly, holding An Xiaolian and not daring to let go.

An Xiaolian had to say: "Mom, this child has been shy since she was little."

"It's fine, it's fine, come in, come in, come in and let Grandpa see; he was rambling about your family yesterday!"

Yao Hongmin greeted her son, daughter-in-law, and family to enter the door, and neighbors nearby also heard the commotion and spread the news that the second son of the Old Hao family had returned from Dongshan.

After Hao Jian walked into the house, he saw his old father, Hao Dongmin, standing at the door of the main room, his eyes bright and his gray hair combed meticulously.

It's just that whether it was his eyes or his hair, there was a dampness.

His eyes were probably moist just now, and his hair was combed with water; otherwise, he couldn't reflect the father's majesty.

The way men communicate is sometimes strange; obviously excited, but still having to put on the airs of a head of the family.

Hao Jian saw his dad and didn't feel as emotional as he did when he saw his mom; he just shouted "Dad," and then introduced his wife and children, especially his daughter, whom he pulled in front of his dad to show off vigorously.

"She was much thinner a few days ago; wait until I raise her well for a year, then I'll bring her back for you to see, I guarantee she'll be plump and white, and everyone who sees her will like her."

Hao Dongmin said to Hao Jian with a straight face: "No need to wait another year; I like her very much right now."

However, he turned his face and grinned, asking Little Cui'er kindly: "Little Cui'er, have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

Little Cui'er said honestly: "I've eaten, but Dad hasn't. I told him to eat before leaving, but he said he wanted to go home and eat the food Grandma makes..."

"Cook, cook, cook immediately,"

Yao Hongmin immediately pointed at Hao Dongmin and said: "You hurry over and help me cook."

Hao Dongmin frowned and said: "Let the children help you cook; what am I cooking?"

But Yao Hongmin firmly pulled her old partner to the kitchen to cook for her son.

With the old couple gone, the atmosphere in the room immediately became active.

Hao Jian's brother Hao Le, younger brother Hao Ren, and little sister Hao Qin pulled Hao Jian to ask about this and that,

While the two daughters-in-law of the Hao family, Wen Qian and Tang Ping, surrounded An Xiaolian and played riddles.

You say a sentence in Dongshan dialect, I say a sentence in Ebei dialect, let's guess what you and I said?

Third brother Hao Ren gave his brother a cigarette while asking: "Second Brother, how have you been these years? The letters we sent were all returned, and we didn't know how you were doing."

Hao Jian took out his own cigarette, shared one with his brothers, and said: "How else could I live? Just struggling through! This year's life is finally better, so I came back to see you all."

"It's not just that life is better, right?" Eldest brother Hao Le smiled and said: "A pack of cigarettes is worth half a month of my wages, not to mention this outfit of yours; you look more stylish than our factory director."

Hao Jian smiled freely and said: "This is the craftsmanship of the workers in our factory; our own people certainly do it with care. I also brought a few sets for you; take them down from the car later and try them on to see if they fit. It's been so many years, I can't remember your sizes."

"Don't wait, do it now!"

Third brother Hao Ren had long since seen Hao Jian's Lada Niva; men love cars, so how could he hold back now?

Hao Jian had no choice but to take his two brothers out for a spin, and as soon as he went out, he found that the seven or eight children in the family were carrying two buckets of water and wiping his car!

That Lada Niva had run a long distance of over 1,000 kilometers, and the car body was incredibly dirty, but the group of children were happy and wiping it very vigorously.

Seeing Hao Jian coming over, the eldest boy immediately rushed over and shouted loudly: "Second Uncle, Happy New Year."

"Second Uncle, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, Second Uncle."

A group of little ones also ran over to pay New Year calls to Hao Jian.

Hao Jian was very happy, took out red envelopes and distributed them one by one, but after distributing them, he found that the group of children was still looking at him, and only then did he understand that in the eyes of the children, colorful candies were cuter than colorful banknotes.

Hao Jian took his two brothers out for a spin, during which he took out his camera and took photos of his eldest brother and third brother with the Lada Niva.

In this era, half of the photos are of people and scenery, and half are of people and cars.

By this time, how could Hao Le and Hao Ren not know that their second brother (second younger brother) had become successful!

So when they returned home for dinner, all the dishes on the table couldn't arouse Hao Le and Hao Ren's interest; they caught Hao Jian and asked about this and that, very affectionately.

Hao Jian didn't tell the truth, nor was he overly humble; he revealed a little bit of his strength, which made the whole family chatter, and he became the central figure of the Old Hao family.

Hao Dongmin looked at his second son, who was in high spirits, with complex eyes, and after a while, finally raised his glass to him.

"Old Second! It's very good, very good that you can bring the children back to see your mom today."

He actually felt guilty about this second son in his heart, especially when Hao Jian sent back the 120 yuan back then, he didn't send it back, nor did he write to ask anything, which explained a lot.

And Hao Jian's performance today, with a man's atmospheric demeanor, was indeed not bad.

Hao Jian grinned, drank the wine in one gulp, and then said: "Dad, I will be better in the future!"

Hao Dongmin chuckled and drank the wine in one gulp.

He heard Hao Jian's pride, and even heard Hao Jian's slight challenge.

This is like a male lion in a lion pride wanting to take over; before, Hao Dongmin was the undisputed pillar of the family, but from today on... Hao Jian is in charge.

By mistake, the clouds cleared and the moon appeared; Hao Jian, who gave up resentment, let others see the "embroidered clothes" on his body in another gentle way.

And Little Cui'er generously distributed candies to a group of brothers and sisters; although they couldn't understand each other, it didn't hinder everyone from playing happily together.

By this time, who would think she was that sickly money-losing item, and who would deny that she was Hao Jian's "Golden Phoenix"?

Dongshan Railway Station, Li Zhongfa personally sent Li Ye to the train.

Director Li lectured Li Ye almost in the tone of a lecture: "When you arrive in Hong Kong, don't be fascinated by the corruption of capitalism, and don't lose our face. Your knees must not be soft; keep your head up, understand?"

Li Ye said listlessly: "Grandfather, you've told me eight hundred times; don't you think I'm the kind of person who would suffer a loss?"

"Don't take it lightly," Li Zhongfa said very seriously. "You are young and inexperienced, unable to see through some conspiracies and tricks; being careful in everything doesn't hurt."

Li Ye straightened his attitude and listened to an old revolutionary's ideological experience in a "standing at attention" posture, not stopping until the train entered the station.

When Li Ye was about to board the train, Li Zhongfa whispered: "You don't need to worry too much about the Sanshui matter; I will find some more people to help you. Anyway, you can afford to pay them wages now, right?"

Li Ye nodded and said: "As long as you think it's okay, the more the better."

Li Zhongfa turned his head to look at Watching Watching Watching Jin Peng.

Watching Watching Watching Jin Peng was sheepish and very uneasy, because he had been sprayed eight times by Li Zhongfa for the Sanshui matter.

Li Zhongfa didn't scold anyone this time, just instructed: "It's good that you value friendship, but if you encounter such things in the future, you must call me."

Watching Watching Watching Jin Peng hurriedly agreed: "Master, I know."

"Alright, get on the train and go!"

Li Zhongfa waved his hand and sent the two fellow apprentices to the sleeper carriage.

And Jiang Hong took a full ten people to the hard-seat carriage.

The ruthless words Sanshui said before being sent away made Li Zhongfa very angry; on the land of the country, could he still be threatened by a group of smugglers?

The country doesn't have much else, but it has many retired soldiers; who knows how many retired soldiers are idle at home? Picking and choosing, they could drown you with a sea of people.

Boarding his sleeper, Li Ye took out the English manuscript given to him by Teacher Ke and recorded it once with the biological hard drive.

Originally, he asked Pei Wencong for three invitations, wanting to invite Teacher He and Watching Wen Leyu to go play, but Teacher Ke didn't care much for such an opportunity, and Watching Wen Leyu, a girl, was unlikely to go out with Li Ye alone for so many days in this era.

So Li Ye only took the manuscript and went to Hong Kong alone, adding the names of Watching Watching Watching Jin Peng and Hao Jian to the two spots.

"Xiao Ye, do you know what the sugar-coated bullets the Master mentioned... are exactly?"

"What else could they be? Money and beauty!"

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"What kind of beauty is that? I heard there are golden-haired ones in Hong Kong..."

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Li Ye finally noticed Watching Watching Watching Jin Peng's eyes, pondered for a moment, and felt it necessary to repeat the rhetoric Li Zhongfa had just lectured to Watching Watching Watching Jin Peng.

(End of chapter)