Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 62 Fire

Seeing Boss Xiao like this, Yan Hui couldn't help but sneer, "I haven't seen you for a year, and you dare to call yourself a rich man? The village is renovating the ancestral hall this year, so it looks like you want to be the 'head of the family'?"

"You..." Boss Xiao would never dare to brag about this, "It's enough that I'm richer than you."

"How many years have you been working? Comparing with me? Your brother and I are classmates. It's enough that I'm richer than him."

Xiao Laosan didn't expect that Yan Hui would bring him along. He was a little dissatisfied, but after looking at Yan Hui, he didn't dare to say anything.

"Okay, okay, stop talking. I have to go buy some batteries." Seeing that the two were still stuck, Yan Hui was too lazy to say anything. He turned and went into the store. After trying, he found that two No. 1 batteries were indeed needed.

Yan Hui put the tape recorder in the convenience store and prepared to go out and cause trouble for the two men, but when he came out, the two brothers had already left.

Thinking that his sister was still waiting for him at home, Yan Hui returned home with the tape recorder. He turned on the tape recorder, and soon beautiful singing came out of it.

Grandpa and grandma thought it was very interesting, so Yan Hui decided not to take it with him when he left and leave it to his grandpa and grandma.

Before and after lunch, the house was filled with laughter. Yan Hui sang and Qinglan clapped, and grandparents had smiles on their faces.

Yan Hui was tired from singing, so he took a nap at noon. When he got up, he went to chat with his grandfather. Grandpa was 80 years old this year, but he was still strong and could do some work in the mountains. Yan Hui had always advised him to do less, but Grandpa said that if he didn't work, he would age faster.

After chatting with my grandfather for a while, my cousin came over and there were two bicycles parked at the door.

"Two cars?" Yan Hui was a little surprised. "How did you get here?"

"Why are you in a hurry? I'm such a good rider! I rode here!" said my cousin proudly.

"You ride two bikes at the same time?" Yan Hui was really surprised.

"Ride one and chase one!"

"That's amazing." Yan Hui looked at the bicycle, went into the house and called his sister. The three of them made some preparations, said goodbye to their grandfather and set off.

The village is only 4 kilometers away from the town. Although the road is not very good, it can be reached in 20 minutes. Yan Hui and his sister rode slowly and kept asking his cousin to slow down.

When they arrived at the billiard hall, the cousin said to Yan Hui, "You're too slow. If I were riding by myself, I would have already ridden a full circle by now."

"It's windy and dusty today. Why are you riding so fast?"

"When we go back, let Qinglan take my car. Do you believe that I can go faster with her than with you?"

"Forget it, forget it. I'll take it with me." Yan Hui was worried.

While chatting, the two locked the car with an iron chain and went into the billiard hall together.

There are three tables in this billiard hall. The edges of each table are peeling and look very old, but there are people playing at all three tables, and there are at least ten people surrounding each table.

"Brother, how long do we have to wait in line?" Yan Hui asked.

"Why are you queuing? Look!" My cousin looked around and quickly found the two friends he had made an appointment with.

But I didn’t expect that the two friends I had made an appointment with were also queuing up.

"Lao Zhao, you came so early, but you didn't get in line?" My cousin was a little unhappy.

"If you can do it, come on over. Who knew this lousy place was so popular?"

"I'll do it if I want." My cousin snorted.

Then, my cousin looked around at the three tables and asked the boss about the opening hours for each of them. He finally chose a table of middle school students and went to the table leader and said, "Hey, can you give me this table? I'll pay for the three hours of table fees."

"Yours? But..." The man in the lead was about to agree when he was stopped by the person next to him. The person looked at my cousin and said, "Brother, you look rich. Why don't you just pay the stage fee?" The stage fee in this place is two yuan per hour. When my cousin heard this, he was actually happy. He smiled and took out a pack of Double Happiness and said, "Is this good?"

"Yes! Thank you, brother!" The man took Shuangxi and immediately asked everyone to retreat.

A group of people ran out, and my cousin stretched out his hand to call his friends over, his face full of pride, feeling very proud.

Yan Hui didn't know how to play billiards, but he could learn. He and Qing Lan both found this quite novel and played in the billiard hall until the evening.

When they left, it was almost dark, and the wind was even stronger than when they came. He didn't know if it was going to rain. Yan Hui asked Qinglan to hold him tightly and followed his cousin all the way back.

"Wait, wait until I come back next year, I'll get a motorcycle, then I won't be tired anymore!" Because the wind was blowing head-on, it was very tiring to ride, and Yan Hui couldn't hear clearly what his cousin said.

"Good! The motorcycle is good!" Yan Hui agreed casually.

After walking two kilometers and passing a mountain pass, the wind speed dropped a lot. The three of them returned to the village before dark, and Yan Hui went to return the bicycle to his second uncle.

Grandma had already prepared dinner and was waiting for them at the door. When she saw Yan Hui and Qing Lan come back, she didn't say anything to them. She just smiled and took them back home, then served them dinner.

Life at home is very happy. Yan Hui’s biggest dream is to make money and rebuild the whole house, making it taller and bigger, even taller than his uncle’s house!
The next day, the uncle also came back. Yan Hui went to his uncle's house for a meal and asked him about this problem. At that time, the uncle smiled and said, "If it's an ordinary house, 40,000 to 50,000 yuan is enough to build it. But if you want to build a three-story building, and want it to be bigger than mine, you need to prepare at least 300,000 yuan."

Qinglan was shocked by the figure at the time, but Yan Hui wasn't. He had seen money before when he was working at the forest farm, collecting lumber for his uncle, and he understood what 30 yuan meant.

He believed he could earn it.

The meal at Uncle's was plentiful, and Auntie even steamed a pot of crabs. After Yan Hui and Qing Lan finished their meal, Yan Hui even brought one for the third child. The second child was about to go on vacation, but bringing crabs for him? No way!

After watching the third brother finish eating the crabs, Yan Hui and the third brother went to the river to catch fish, but before they caught any fish, they saw Qinglan running over.

"What's wrong, Qinglan?" Yan Hui saw that Qinglan looked a little anxious and asked hurriedly.

"Brother! Our sweet potato vines were burned!" Qinglan said anxiously.

"Sweet potato vines?" Yan Hui was startled. "Where are grandpa and grandma? Are they hurt?"

"No, no, it's just the sweet potato vines in the field that got burned. My classmate told me about it, and I haven't told my grandparents yet."

"Which piece of land? Let me go and take a look."

“The one on Dongshan Mountain.”

"Third brother, please send my sister back first. I will go to Dongshan by myself." Yan Hui said immediately.

"Brother, I'll go with you." Qinglan firmly rejected Yan Hui.

"Okay, let's go together." Yan Hui nodded.

On the way, Yan Hui and the third brother talked about this matter and found it strange.

"It must be the Xiao family's doing. Your land in Dongshan is next to theirs." The third brother was very familiar with Yan Hui's family.

"I think so too. If they really burned it, that would be a great thing!" Yan Hui said.

"How can it be a good thing?" Qinglan asked hurriedly.

"You don't have to worry about this." Yan Hui shook his head.

(End of this chapter)