In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 35 Going Home
When Yu Dawei returned home, his wife was sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) reading a book while leaning against the quilt. The old man was outside using a rake to turn over the garden, clearing away the withered branches and rotten leaves from last year.

Mom sat not far from Han Jingfan, sewing shoe soles, with Dafeng and Eryan helping her.

The youngest child, Yu Fang, has started school and should be attending the central school in town. The second child left for university in mid-February; I don't know why he left so early.

My aunt sent a letter after the New Year about Da Feng's situation. It said that Da Feng's job would have to wait until around May when things would get busy and she would have some good work.

Actually, it's pretty much the same as in the previous life. My aunt and uncle had a lot of disagreements about Dafeng coming to Hohhot. They didn't argue, but they were in a cold war.

The reason why the aunt didn't dare to let Dafeng go over was probably because she was still trying to persuade her uncle.

Besides, the most crucial person is the aunt's mother-in-law, who is also the uncle's biological mother.

Grandma disliked the Yu family the most because Yu Da was so ignorant back then that he almost made her sick.

Now, when the siblings go back, they are all disliked.

"Sigh." Yu Dawei hadn't thought too much about things in his past life, but seeing Dafeng sitting on the kang with a worried look on her face, he felt a little uneasy. "Feng'er, why are you looking so gloomy? Have you been having headaches lately?"

"No, the weather hasn't been hot lately, and my head doesn't hurt." Yu Feng lowered her head dejectedly. "It's just that at this age, still at home, I really don't know what to do."

"Whatever you do, we've got you covered for food and clothes." Yu Dawei pointed his thick, strong index finger at Da Feng's forehead. "Just like your dad, why do you think so much every day?"

“Do you think everyone is like you, so dull-witted all the time?” Outside the door, Old Man Yu came in and brushed the dust off his clothes. “But your brother is right. Just wait for news from your aunt. Don’t worry about anything else.”

“Yes, Dad is right.” Yu Dawei quickly stood next to his father, radiating goodwill.

With her pregnant belly, Han Jingfan couldn't help but smile, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, as she watched her husband fawn over his father.

"Sigh, I wish I could be like my sister-in-law someday." Er Yan looked at her sister-in-law with envy. "Even when you're pregnant and gain weight, you're still as beautiful as a porcelain doll. How come your skin is so fair, sister-in-law?"

"I don't know either, it's always been like this."

Yu Dawei chuckled as he watched someone praise his wife: "Yan'er, I know that. You should learn from your sister-in-law not to eat cilantro, so your face won't look so green."

"Your face is green! You're a donkey, you have a donkey face!" Er Yan raised her little fist and was about to rush towards Yu Dawei.

“Instead of wasting time playing with the kids here, why don’t you come with me to the garden to help out?” Old Yu glanced at him.

Yu Dawei shrank back, hurriedly agreed, went out, picked up his hoe, opened the garden gate, and followed his old father inside.

In the middle of the old man's garden stood a large cherry tree. To the left, in the summer, he would usually plant some sweet tangerines, and also put up a cucumber trellis to grow cucumbers, eggplants, and peppers. (Author's note: Sweet tangerines: A type of fruit similar to sugarcane in northern China? But about the same thickness as sorghum, with green skin and leaves.)
The garden is basically planted with two small rows of each type of vegetable: eggplant, peppers, cucumbers, and persimmons. Even in autumn, the children can't finish eating them all. To the west of the cherry tree, there are cabbages, radishes, and scallions. Near the small storage room to the south, there is a small patch of chives.

Every year, the chives don't need any care. They just sprout up on their own in the spring. Once they're grown to a certain size, my mom takes a knife and cuts them off. Then they grow again, and she cuts them off again...

So when I was a child, the dumplings we ate in the summer were all filled with chives and eggs. We only got to eat meat when they slaughtered a pig for the Lunar New Year.

The corn cobs that had been stored in the southeast corner of the yard all winter were almost burned up, but thankfully there were still two large stacks under the tree behind the house, which was enough.

Every year, my mother plants some scallions in the empty space she left behind. (Author's note: Judging from their size, if the purple onions are the grandfather, then the scallions must be the grandson.)
Yu Dawei has disliked scallions since childhood because they have a strong, pungent flavor and are extremely spicy.

However, he remembered that his unborn eldest son liked it, and really liked it.

How far could it go? I once heard his mother say that every summer, this child would run to his grandmother's yard to pick scallions, then lift the lid of his grandmother's soy sauce jar and eat them all afternoon. The child's grandmother, who is Yu Dawei's mother, would get furious every time she saw this, and would chase her away with a small broom, mainly because she was afraid that the child would get sick from eating them.

However, he inherited his father's physique and was born with a strong constitution, making him immune to all diseases.

"Is the car repaired? How's the job search going?" Old Yu asked casually as he dug in the ground.

Yu Dawei guessed that the old man had called him out because he wanted to know about the excavator.

So he briefly mentioned the excavator and the job he found, only saying that he had found a road repair job in town, without specifying how much he would earn per day or who he was contacted through.

First, he knew that the old man never pried into other people's business, and second, he wasn't that interested.

He only asked about it because it was related to his eldest son. Now, Old Man Yu is practically living a semi-retired life.

The main reason is that I've been working hard and tiring all these years repairing cars and giving lectures, trying to achieve something.

When they were almost done talking, the two of them finished their garden. Finally, Old Man Yu came to the cherry tree and patted it with a big smile: "I originally wanted to cut it down, but thinking of my grandson, I'll wait until he can eat cherries."

“I think it’s a good idea. Don’t throw away the plum and apricot trees over there. Just plant them there, and he can eat his fill.” Yu Dawei chuckled and approached his father, pointing to the two fruit trees near the courtyard wall.

"You have your own garden, why don't you grow it yourself?" Old Yu rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Who told him to be your eldest grandson?"

"Hehe, I wonder if it's a round gourd or a flat gourd? How can you be so sure it's a boy in Xiao Fan's belly?"

"Believe me, Dad, I know deep down you want a boy, right? Right? Look, you're smiling."

Yu Dawei didn't expect that just teasing the old man would turn into such a big smile that even an AK couldn't suppress it.

Think about how I always tell my five children, "Girls and sons are the same; we, as their parents, treat them all equally."

But now that it's the grandson's generation, things seem to have changed.

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense." Old Man Yu forced a serious expression. "When Da Feng and Er Yan have children, your behavior will easily cause family conflicts. Some things can't be kept inside, can they?"

"Tsk tsk." Yu Dawei watched the old man walk back into the house with his hands behind his back, and he was filled with admiration.

No wonder she treated her grandchildren so well in her past life.

Anyway, I'm good to all these kids. As for which one I like or cherish, even if you could guess, you wouldn't be able to tell!

That was a brilliant move; it definitely won't cause any unfairness or family disputes.

Yu Dawei suddenly thought of the experiences of his siblings from childhood to adulthood, which seemed to be exactly the same.

But who does the old man truly love more in his heart?

(End of this chapter)