Riding the wind of rebirth

It's been almost a year since their wedding, and Mr. and Mrs. Feng are extremely satisfied with Yang He. Yang He's kindness to their daughter is evident to all, to the point that there are some things the elderly couple can't stand.

Once, when Feng's parents came to visit their daughter, Yang He went home first. His daughter was working overtime and came home late. When she heard a noise at the door, Yang He stopped chatting and rushed to the door to open it to greet her. He even helped his daughter change her shoes.

Afterwards, Feng's mother secretly reprimanded her daughter, telling her that she should act like a wife at home and not be too willful. However, judging from Yang He's attitude towards his daughter this time, he didn't take it to heart at all.

Upon meeting Zhou Zhi, Feng's parents couldn't help but compare them. No matter what, if their daughter were with Zhou Zhi, she would most likely be accommodating him, and it would never be like this, where she does whatever she wants and it's all her own idea.

"Congratulations to you two, you're so young to be grandparents!" Zhou Zhi congratulated the couple again. "Isn't little Shunzi adorable?"

"They're cute, but they didn't wait for us. They said they were coming out today, but we didn't make it in time," Aunt Feng said with a smile.

"Thanks to you and Xiao Miao as well," Mr. Feng said, expressing his gratitude to Zhou Zhi.

Zhou Zhi handed the stewed pork tripe and green plum to his sister-in-law: "It's nothing, it's nothing. By the way, have you had dinner yet? If not..."

Feng Xueshan, holding Xiao Shunzi, said, "Yang He went to make the arrangements. The doctor said today that VIP wards are in short supply. Xiao Shunzi is quite healthy, so we can be discharged the day after tomorrow."

"That's good. Please stay at our company dormitory for the next two nights. We'll go to Suihuaxuan the day after tomorrow, where Xueshan can have her postpartum confinement."

"Didn't we agree that I would go home after giving birth?" Feng Xueshan said.

Zhou Zhi laughed and said, "Xueshan, look, you've already moved all your things over there, and now you're moving them back again after only two days. It's such a hassle. You've lived in Suihuaxuan for quite a while now, and you've decorated the interior yourself, so there shouldn't be any problem with not being used to it. If you're going to be so polite with me, then there's no point in doing so."

"Anyway, you're good with words, no one can argue with you." Feng Xueshan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then let's go to Suihuaxuan again."

"That's how it should be. You've worked so hard for the company for so long and accomplished so many great things. Just take a break for yourself."

The current policy stipulates 90 days of maternity leave, but Clover Group has extended it to 120 days. However, Feng Xueshan is the first to enjoy this leave, and she certainly won't be able to take it for that long. She has a lot of things to manage right now, and it's estimated that she'll be "working while on leave" soon. Zhou Zhi can only try to compensate Feng Xueshan in other ways.

Mr. and Mrs. Feng exchanged a glance. Their daughter could be quite stubborn at times, but she always seemed to listen to Zhouzi's ideas.

Then I thought of that topic we had discussed before: that our daughter should marry Yang Hehao instead of Zhou Zhi, as he would inevitably be outdone.

Just then, Yang He returned carrying two large plastic bags: "Dad, Mom, we'll just have something simple to eat tonight. I've been so busy taking care of you two these past two days, I haven't had a chance to manage."

"This is much better," said Aunt Feng. "Your current conditions are something we could only dream of back then!"

Zhou Zhi and Mai Xiaomiao were also busy setting up a small table and opening the plastic bag in Yang He's hand. Inside were lunch boxes containing several stir-fried dishes.

“Bringing soup isn’t very convenient, sister-in-law, could you reheat the fish soup from lunch for Xue Shan?” Yang He said. “It’s already reheated, but it’s your turn to eat.” His sister-in-law smiled and said, “I’ve already wrapped up the pork knuckle and stewed it with green plums for Xue Shan and brought it over.”

Feng Xueshan opened the stew pot and took a sip, finding the flavor to be very refreshing, without the sour and astringent taste that usually comes from stewing green plums with pork belly for too long.

“I know you’re picky,” Zhou Zhi smiled when he saw Feng Xueshan’s cautious manner. “I first put the tripe strips in the stew pot and stewed them, and then added the green plum meat strips. I was afraid you wouldn’t eat them, so I didn’t stew them for too long.”

"The portion size is just right," Feng Xueshan said with a smile. "Thank you, pork knuckle."

Zhou Zhi smiled slightly. The real reason Feng Xueshan thanked him was probably because the portion was just right: "There are still six or seven more bowls. They're all cooked. You can freeze them when you get back and cook other things later. The ones your uncle and aunt brought are enough for you to eat until you finish your postpartum period."

The eldest sister-in-law steamed rice here, and everyone started eating simply. Feng's father felt a little embarrassed: "We've made it too casual, which is a bit unfair to Xiaomiao. Xiaomiao, please don't feel uncomfortable!"

“How could that be?” Mai Xiaomiao actually really liked these family-friendly occasions, and happily helped pass bowls and chopsticks: “Chinese food is so much better than foreign food, and it’s also more lively to eat together. In Lianhe Township, we often squat by the fire pit and barbecue with the villagers.”

"Oh, right," Zhou Zhi picked up his rice bowl and took a bite of stir-fried lotus root with meat, "I was chatting with Sister Hong and the others today, and we all agreed to go to Liangshan Prefecture for the Torch Festival..."

"Ahem," Feng Xueshan coughed lightly twice, changing the subject: "Yang, when you order food in the future, please order some spicy dishes. I'm in postpartum confinement, not everyone else is in postpartum confinement with me."

The dishes Yang He brought back were cucumber and wood ear mushroom with sliced ​​pork, shredded pork with sweet bean sauce, shredded pork with chives and dried tofu, stir-fried bitter melon with eggs, stir-fried loofah with white oil, and dry-fried cowpeas. Not a single dish was spicy.

“I thought you could eat it too,” Yang He said, looking as if he were proud to be a henpecked husband.

"I brought some chili sauce," the woman said. "We can't finish all the chilies at home, so we made chili sauce. Anyone who wants it spicy can mix some in."

"It's been so long since I've had my sister-in-law's pickled chili sauce." Zhou Zhi first picked up a little and spread it on his rice, then shoveled the sauce and rice into his mouth: "Ah, it tastes just right. Speaking of which, the soil and water of Jiachuan are really suitable. I tried to make this in Lianhe Township, but it just never tasted the same."

“Back then, we were poor, but Zhouzi never complained when he came over. He would just mix some pickled pepper sauce with some vegetable oil, boil some eggplant and cowpeas, and we would eat happily.” The sister-in-law laughed. “As for meat and vegetables, he and Yang would just go to the fields to catch them themselves.”

“I know!” Mai Xiaomiao said, “There are eels, loaches, and snails in the field!”

"Oh no, such a lovely American girl, corrupted by pork knuckle." Feng Xueshan had only drunk the soup and eaten some pork belly before picking up Xiao Shunzi and playing with him again. Hearing this, she teased him.

After the meal, Yang He and Zhou Zhimai Xiaomiao escorted Mr. and Mrs. Feng back to their dormitory to rest.

Although it's called a dormitory, the conditions are actually quite good, at least equivalent to a three-star hotel.

The Clover project originated at Sichuan University. Besides the Hongsheng Building and IBM and Microsoft labs serving as office areas, a small building was specially designated as dormitory space to address the high number of night shifts in the IT industry. (End of Chapter)