I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The family dormitories are not all the same.

The Third Construction Company compound was dilapidated and anyone could enter at will, but here was a beautiful and quiet detached courtyard with picturesque scenery, birdsong and fragrant flowers, and armed police standing guard at the entrance.

Zhou Shaohua, who had been called to dinner, straightened his cuffs, then picked up a bunch of lilies in his hand, sniffed them, and then stepped forward to ring the doorbell of the small building located in the heart of the compound.

"Young Master Zhou is here."

Zhou Shaohua, who could explore the Third Construction Company compound in an unconventional way and stroll leisurely here, nodded and smiled, and affectionately called out, "Aunt Wang."

Wearing an apron, Wang Ma smiled broadly as she opened the door. "Young Master Zhou, you've arrived just in time. The food is ready."

"Hehe, I timed it perfectly."

Zhou Shaohua was approachable. Although the other party was clearly just a nanny, he had no airs and carried the fresh lilies into the house in a gentlemanly manner.

"aunt."

A woman around fifty years old, wearing reading glasses, sat at a Chinese-style dining table. Even though it was almost time to eat, she was still making the most of her spare time to look at documents. She was unremarkable in appearance, but her demeanor was extraordinary.

"aunt."

After getting closer, I called out again. The other person seemed to hear me then, looked up, and said indifferently, "Sit down."

Zhou Shaohua put the flowers down.

"I'm so old, why would I send flowers?"

"In Shaohua's heart, his aunt will always be young, just like this bouquet of lilies, fresh, vibrant, and pure white."

really.

Men are all masters of sweet talk.

This wasn't the first time; every time he returned here, he would bring a bouquet of flowers. It's easy to do it on a whim, but it's rare to do it consistently.

The woman in her fifties finally smiled, a slight warmth returning to her face that had been masking an inexplicable air of authority.

"Your flattery is a bit over the top, but it's commendable that you have this intention."

Zhou Shaohua gave a "well-behaved" smile, rationally ceasing his fawning.

He sat down next to him.

Wang Ma brought the dishes to the table one after another, took away the flowers, and did not stay by the side to serve, giving the two of them some space alone.

To work in such a place, you need to be observant and know when to appear and when to disappear.

Zhou Shaohua offered to help serve the rice.

The dishes were nothing special, just some home-style fare, but the rice grains were glistening like jade, each one plump and full.

The woman, well past fifty, picked up her chopsticks and asked, "Is there any movement?"

Zhou Shaohua remained nonchalant, casually picking up food with his chopsticks, saying, "The sky is cloudless."

The woman, also surnamed Zhou, ate a meal that must have tasted very good.

"I'm asking you, so just answer. Otherwise, don't bother talking about it anymore."

Zhou Shaohua put down his chopsticks.

"Auntie, I'm really alright."

Mrs. Zhou kept her head down as she ate, still not looking at him. "Hmm. Since there's nothing else, you can go back after you finish eating."

"I want to spend more time with my aunt."

That's right.

Besides the nanny, Wang Ma, and this woman, there was no one else in this small building.

I do not live alone.

Rather, this woman never married because of her work and the great cause of socialism.

She dedicated her life to this duty.

"I've had some guests in Shacheng recently, so I'm not lonely and don't need you to keep me company."

“Auntie, when are these guests leaving? They came without even saying hello, it’s so rude of them.”

"What? You're not welcoming me?"

Mrs. Zhou calmly extended the chopstick holder.

Zhou Shaohua smiled.

"I don't have that right. It's just... I always feel a bit awkward and inconvenient when they're around."

"Once they get what they want, they'll leave."

"Then what do they want?"

Zhou Shaohua seized the opportunity and immediately asked a probing question.

The childless woman adjusted her glasses. "I'd like to know too." Zhou Shaohua obediently shut his mouth and ate his meal quietly.

"The weather is probably not going to be very good from now on, so please be careful."

As an aunt, she expressed her concern.

Zhou Shaohua frowned, wanting to explain, but the other party didn't give him a chance to speak.

"If you can't stand staying here, go out for a walk and come back when the weather gets better."

"I'm not going anywhere."

Zhou Shaohua said decisively.

"Aunt, is it really necessary? If I leave now, what will the outside world think of me? What will they think of the Zhou family? What will they think of you, Aunt? Wouldn't that invite criticism and expose my own weakness?"

"Do you think you've hidden your true colors well?"

Madam Zhou finally raised her head. "How many of the people who have been invited for tea recently are related to you, Young Master Zhou?"

Zhou Shaohua's heart skipped a beat, and he dared not look the other person in the eye.

"Do we need outsiders to think what they think? Everyone in Shacheng knows what kind of person you are, Young Master Zhou. As your aunt, I am extremely proud to have such a good nephew as you."

Zhou Shaohua was embarrassed and looked aggrieved.

“Auntie, I’ve devoted myself wholeheartedly to the construction and development of our Shacheng. I’ve been deeply involved in poverty alleviation, public welfare, and urban greening. Everything I’ve done is for our Shacheng, and for you, Auntie…”

Upon seeing the sharp gaze from behind the reading glasses, the arrogant Zhou Shaohua instantly shut his mouth, as if a mute button had been pressed, and dared not continue his nonsense.

"The eyes of the masses are discerning. If you feel wronged, it only means that you haven't done enough."

Zhou Shaohua dared not argue any further.

Mrs. Zhou did not continue speaking.

The meal was eaten in an eerie atmosphere.

"I'll come see my aunt another day."

Zhou Shaohua was quite sensible. When the other party told him to leave after finishing his meal, he indeed did not linger. However, he also seemed not entirely sensible.

Another day.

His words clearly meant that he would never travel far from home.

"If you don't want to leave, then clean up your mess properly and don't give anyone any leverage against you."

The woman said expressionlessly.

Wang Ma was focused on clearing the table and paid no attention to the conversation between the aunt and niece.

Zhou Shaohua clenched his jaw muscles. "Don't worry, Auntie, I know what to do."

As he spoke, Zhou Shaohua walked out. Before leaving, he glanced at a calligraphy scroll hanging on the living room wall, then pulled the door shut with a cold expression and left.

After Zhou Shaohua left, Wang Ma, who had finished cleaning, brought over some tea.

“Every time Zhou Shao comes, he never forgets to bring you a bouquet of lilies. Over the years, he has always remembered that you like lilies. His heart is truly sincere. He is much better than my child. I don’t worry that he will take the initiative to call me, his mother.”

"Is Xiao Wang adjusting well over there?"

"Don't even mention it. After going there, she was like a wild horse, completely letting loose. She said that the outside world was the real paradise, and she was so happy that she didn't want to go back. She also said that she would never come back. I was so angry when she called me the other day."

"Didn't you say he wouldn't call you first?"

As Mrs. Zhou listened, a slight smile appeared on her lips, as if she were chatting with an old friend about everyday matters.

"Sigh, it's all about money. Millions were spent on his tuition so he could go abroad, and that kid doesn't know how to be frugal at all. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have this good fortune..."

"That's how kids are. They can't go out without spending money. You only have one son, so don't be too harsh on him."

Aunt Wang sighed and nodded helplessly, "Our family owes you so much."

"You've helped me a lot too."

Aunt Wang smiled, picked up a rag, and said, "I'm going to work."

Mrs. Zhou nodded, sat on the sofa in the living room, drank her tea alone, and picked up the documents again.

What does it mean to love the people like one's own children?

This is true love for the people.

They take such good care of even a nanny in their household.

It perfectly reflects the pleasing calligraphy on the wall.

"The tree by my inkstone-washing pond,

Each flower blooms like a faint trace of ink.

I don't need people to praise my color.
Only pure air remains to fill the universe. (End of Chapter)