Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 60 Xiao Family
Yan Hui is not a rich man, but this statement depends on who you compare yourself with.

More than 1 yuan is definitely an astronomical figure for these children.

Surrounded by a group of little girls, Yan Hui was rarely generous. He waved his hand at the school gate and spent a full 9 yuan to buy candied haws for every classmate next to Qinglan.

Qinglan ate candied haws and skipped home with Yan Hui.

"Brother, I thought about it today. It must be you who comes to pick me up! My friends heard that you were coming, and they all came to see you!" Qinglan walked with her pigtails swinging.

"Have you spent all the money I gave you on your classmates at school?"

"How is that possible? I spent it all on myself! However, sometimes I don't like the hairpins I bought, and a classmate likes them very much, so I give them to her. Also, sometimes they will ask me to borrow the books I bought!" Qinglan said proudly.

"That's right," Yan Hui was very happy when he heard it. He took out another 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it to his sister. "When you go home for the holidays, if there is anything you want to buy, just buy it."

"Wow!" Qing Lan didn't expect Yan Hui to give her money. "Brother, how much money did you make in Fengtian?"

Yan Hui looked around to see if there was anyone around and said, "It's not much actually, but your brother is already a millionaire now."

"Ten thousand yuan household!" Qing Lan exclaimed, "You mean, you have ten thousand yuan on you?"

"Yes, I have it." Yan Hui nodded and pointed to his clothes, "I'm sewing them here."

"Ah? Can I take a look? I can touch it too!" Qinglan was much more excited than Yan Hui.

Yan Hui had already sewn up the main money, and he really couldn't take it out, but it was okay to let Qinglan touch it.

The texture of the money is very special. Even when you touch it through a layer of cloth, you can still feel it.

"How about it, isn't it awesome?" Yan Hui said proudly.

"Brother, what business are you doing over there? Why do I feel like you are working so hard? You have lost a lot of weight." Qinglan suddenly asked.

"I introduce clients to others and occasionally help people move wood. Didn't I tell you that in the letter before?" Yan Hui said.

"I don't believe you. Look how thin you are. I think your grandparents must feel bad for you. Last month, my sister came back and told me about you. She said she has settled down in Shandong Province now, and if you don't adapt in Fengtian, you can go to Linzi to find her."

"How can that be? A man of honor shouldn't give up halfway through a task." Yan Hui shook his head. "Unless I can no longer make it, I won't go to my sister's place."

"You are just that..." Yan Qinglan had a lot to say, but in the end she didn't say it.

Then, Qinglan began to tell Yan Hui about school matters.

In school, it’s always the same people and things, but there’s always something new.

The four-kilometer road was not long at all. The brother and sister chatted and laughed and arrived home in a flash.

Yan Hui's former history teacher retired, the old bald man in the academic office was hit by a car last month, and Qinglan's male classmate was beaten after entering the wrong restroom.
The four-kilometer road was not long at all. The brother and sister chatted and laughed and arrived home in a flash.

Grandpa was not busy today and was sitting in the yard reading. When he saw the brother and sister come back, he stood up with the help of a chair and asked with a smile: "Qinglan, your brother is here to pick you up. Are you happy?"

"Happy! My brother is the best!" Qinglan ran towards grandpa happily and pinched his shoulders.

"Go back to the house and rest. You must be tired after walking such a long way." Grandpa looked kind.

"Yeah!" Qinglan walked into the house, put down her schoolbag, then immediately ran out and sat next to her grandfather.

"Grandpa, what book are you reading?" Qinglan stood behind his grandfather, but saw that the book his grandfather was holding was in vertical format, which made it awkward to read.

"Haha, do you want to read it?" Grandpa said, handing the book to Qinglan. "I don't understand it," Qinglan waved his hands repeatedly, "Then my brother and I will go out to play."

"Go." Grandpa nodded kindly.

Yan Hui and Qing Lan were just about to leave when Grandpa suddenly thought of something and said, "Do you know when the ants will come back?"

"My sister? I heard that she won't be back until early February." Qinglan said.

"Okay, got it. Go and have fun." Grandpa waved his hand gently.

As soon as Yan Hui and the other man went out, they headed straight for the river.

"You guys have a really early break this year," Yan Hui calculated. "This winter break is almost as long as Northeast China."

"We started school early, so we couldn't celebrate the Lantern Festival at home during the first month of the lunar year this year."

"Is that so? That's not bad."

"Yeah, the vacation isn't long at all. By the way, brother, when are you going back?"

"I'm about the same. I'll be back after school starts. The timber market probably won't get busy until after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

"Is it very cold over there? I heard it snows there. Isn't it beautiful?"

"Yeah, it's snowing. But if you go there you'll see, it's too cold and not pretty. I still prefer summer."

"Brother, you're working so hard, why don't you follow me to Lu Province? I heard it's not that cold there."

"Sister? Then guess why grandpa always calls you 'Ant'?" Yan Hui laughed.

"Because my sister never steps on an ant when she walks." Qinglan knew this of course.

"Yeah, with her slow and gentle personality, when I go there, she'll only think about taking care of me all day long. I'd better not cause her any trouble." Yan Hui shook his head and looked at his sister. "Qinglan, do you believe that I can succeed on my own?"

"Of course I believe it! I'm just worried that it's too hard for you."

"It's okay. I already have my first pot of gold. In less than three years, I can build up my business." Yan Hui wanted to use the money to improve the family income when he returned home this time, but his grandfather refused.

Grandpa said that since Yan Hui earned the money himself, he must be able to control it, so he should keep it with Yan Hui and turn it into more money.

It's true that Grandpa is not short of money. It's not that Grandpa is rich, but that my uncle is rich. If Grandpa needs money, my uncle will always come with money immediately. My uncle was raised by Grandpa.

"Well, the teacher said that everything is difficult at the beginning, and you have already started!"

"Yes, you are right!"

The riverside is the favorite place for children in the village. There are fish and shrimps here, and you can occasionally eat wild fruits by the river.

After coming here, Yan Hui met a few kids he knew. They played here for a while, and when it was time to eat, Yan Hui took his sister back.

On the way back, Yan Hui met the third son of the Xiao family. The two of them greeted each other reluctantly and passed each other.

"Xiao Lao San, humph!" Qing Lan watched Xiao's third son leave, feeling somewhat unhappy. "As soon as I looked at him, I knew he was up to no good!"

(End of this chapter)