Courtyard House: A Leisurely and Contented Life

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The older woman raised her hand and slapped him hard on the back twice: "Do what I tell you to do, understand? Do you hear me?"

Yan Jie jumped back, hurriedly saying, "I heard you, I heard you, I'll do whatever you say."

In the next room, Yan Jiefang, who was doing his homework, pouted and thought to himself, "If only you had refused my mom, I could have gone instead."

Yan Jiefang understood perfectly well that his parents were scheming for his older brother's benefit. However, knowing his parents' personalities, they would definitely settle accounts with his brother later. He would have to pay for whatever amount Yang Jianye had given away. Thinking of this, Yan Jiefang felt relieved.

In the Yan family, shrewdness is their family tradition. You could say it's bad, considering Old Yan's meager salary, yet he managed to support all four of his children. But you could also say it's good, because in the end, all that scheming and maneuvering led him to the point where he had to scavenge for scraps on the streets and rely on Sha Zhu for his old age.

Hey, isn't that interesting?

Inside the house, Yingzi saw her husband carrying the fish and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Three fish had entered the household that day. It wasn't that she was complaining; ordinary families might not even get to eat fish all year round. She just found it quite amusing.

"Do you think Uncle One and Uncle Two planned this together?"

Yang Jianye filled a basin with water and cleaned the fish in front of the stove. It needed to be thoroughly cleaned and gutted before being placed in the cellar; otherwise, the fishy smell would be impossible to remove by thawing and cleaning it again later.

"Uncle Yi definitely caught it by fishing, but as for Uncle Er... I don't know," Yingzi replied with a smile.

Yang Jianye didn't turn his head, and laughed, "Bought it. Our Second Uncle values ​​face far more than money."

Liu Haizhong going fishing? Don't be ridiculous. If someone saw him, wouldn't it damage his "leader" image? If he actually became a leader someday, maybe he could go fishing. Do leaders go fishing because they're short of money or fish? People go fishing to cultivate their minds and have fun!

Around noon, Sha Zhu returned on his old-fashioned bicycle, laden with bags and packages.

He had originally prepared a dowry for the wedding, but now that Teacher Ran's family doesn't want it, they've let him use it all to buy food and drinks. If they don't want the dowry, then they have to make sure the wedding feast is good, right? If they make a good impression on the wedding day, everyone who comes will have to say a few words of praise, and the father-in-law and mother-in-law will definitely be overjoyed.

Besides, he's a descendant of the Tan family cuisine lineage. How could his own wedding banquet be anything less than excellent? If it were, wouldn't that be ruining his own reputation?

"Jianye, I'm back!" Sha Zhu parked the car at the door and started carrying things down from the top.

As soon as Yang Jianye came out, Sha Zhu took a small bag off the handlebars and handed it to him: "This is for you, roasted pine nuts."

Yang Jianye was taken aback, then took it and asked, "You have connections for this too?"

Sha Zhu scratched his head and chuckled, "This is the portion the big boss gave us. Take it back for Yingzi to try."

Roasted pine nuts are a rare treat, and Sha Zhu really put his heart into it.

"Alright, then I won't be polite." This stuff is indeed rare, and Yang Jianye naturally wanted his wife to try it. It seems his appearance didn't affect the big boss's appreciation of Sha Zhu; even without the gramophone, there are still roasted pine nuts!

But then I thought... the pine nuts were now in my hands.

"Here's your key back." Sha Zhu handed the car key back, then said, "Jianye, I have a favor to ask you."

"you say."

Sha Zhu pointed to the vegetables in the car: "I'd like to put these in your cellar, is that okay?"

"Okay." Yang Jianye readily agreed.

It's just storing some vegetables in the cellar, no big deal. He's worried someone might be tempted to steal something. No one would dare take the vegetables and meat, but someone might just have a taste. Like… a couple of licks. Don't think it's outrageous; some people really do it.

Besides, there's that scoundrel Xu Damao in the yard. He was swayed by the kitchen knife last time and behaved himself for a while, but with the wedding just around the corner, who knows when that kid might have another episode and cause trouble. So, it's best to put the things away properly before Shazhu feels at ease.

Together we unloaded the things and carried them to the cellar. We opened the door and went down the steep slope.

Sha Zhu said enviously, "Jianye, your cellar is really well-built."

"Yingzi was a great help; it wasn't just my doing," Yang Jianye replied. Yingzi had worked tirelessly during those days repairing the cellar, and her dedication astonished him—women of this era were truly capable!

Turn right, and you'll reach the cellar. Yang Jianye pointed to the corner against the wall on the right: "Just put this pile there."

Sha Zhu nodded and walked over, glancing at the food in the cellar, a wave of envy and longing washing over him. Look at Jianye's lifestyle! He must have dozens of kilograms of refined flour alone, right? And all that cured meat, fish, chicken…

No way, once I get married, I have to live a good life with Teacher Ran. Forget about Jianye, I at least have to be ahead of everyone else. Especially Xu Damao—my life must be better than his! I could dominate you when we were kids, and now that we're married, I'll still be the one dominating you.

This is what they call—never getting ahead!

Sha Zhu chuckled happily and piled everything together. Once outside the cellar, seeing Yang Jianye stranded with his iron cannon clattering, he finally felt completely relieved.

"Zhu Zi, has the date been set?" Yang Jianye was also quite looking forward to the upcoming wedding. Being able to see Sha Zhu and Ran Qiuye get married in person and even participate in it would be a really different feeling.

"It's settled! Qiuye isn't busy these two days, so she'll go get the marriage certificate first. It should be done by next week at the latest." "We'll definitely need to find a time off to host a dinner party, so Shazhu is planning to put it on next Sunday."

"Great news, congratulations!" Yang Jianye congratulated him.

Sha Zhu happily replied, "Thank you, I have to thank you and Yingzi for this. If it weren't for them taking me and personally going to find Aunt Liu, I wouldn't have had such a good match, let alone gotten married."

Sha Zhu was becoming increasingly satisfied with Ran Qiuye. Aside from her looks, she was impeccable. She was a person with thoughts, and Sha Zhu quite enjoyed chatting with her, listening to her talk about things he didn't understand—it was like a lesson, quite interesting.

After chatting for a couple more minutes, Yang Jianye went back to his room after Sha Zhu left.

Yingzi, sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed), was already cracking pine nuts. In front of her was a bowl filled with cracked pine nuts.

"I just peeled it, have a taste." Yingzi held the bowl up to him and let him try it.

Yang Jianye picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then frowned: "I don't like this. You eat it yourself."

Yingzi glanced at him, knowing he was doing it on purpose, his aim being to get her to eat more. Yingzi appreciated his concern.

So Yingzi finished peeling the last of the pine nuts, then nestled in his arms, holding the bowl, and listened to the radio. She would eat a bite herself, then feed Yang Jianye a bite; he couldn't refuse. If the man cared for her, she had to care for her man too. A one-sided effort will eventually cool down.

"Did Zhuzi say when it would be done?"

"It should be next week, soon."

"That's good. You should congratulate him next time you see me."

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"Um."

"Jianye, how much should we give as a gift?"

"Just follow the normal standards."

The normal price is at most one yuan, isn't that a bit too little?

"Isn't it a bit too little? You're doing really well with him, aren't you?" Yingzi looked up curiously, she had thought her man would give her more money.

"That's precisely why we're letting you continue giving it to them as usual, since things are going well. Besides, don't put any pressure on them."

If Yang Jianye and Yingzi really give five or ten yuan as a gift, should everyone else give five or ten cents or a yuan? Sha Zhu will also be worried about how to reciprocate. This back-and-forth is exhausting for everyone. So it's best to follow the rules and not make exceptions for anyone.

"Chirp, chirp chirp..."

In the small outbuilding, Yingzi was feeding the chicks. The outbuilding had changed a bit; a fence had been erected around the baseboard on the left side of the entrance, and a layer of dry straw had been laid inside, where the four chicks lived. Feeding and cleaning them took up half an hour every day.

The advantage was that there was almost no odor in the chicken coop. The disadvantage was that Yingzi's concern for the chicks was quickly surpassing her concern for him.

No sooner had the two been talking than Yingzi suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, there are still chicks to feed!" She shoved the bowl of pine nuts into his hand and rushed out.

Yang Jianye, still immersed in the sweet embrace of her, was left standing there dumbfounded... This woman's heart changes too quickly!

They raised chickens, stored grain in the cellar, and lived a comfortable life, fulfilling all the aspirations of ordinary people. If only the house were a little bigger, it would be perfect. But now, they couldn't build one, and moving out was even more impossible. They could only wait for someone to move out so Yang Jianye could apply for a transfer.

Given his prestige and the level of importance he enjoys in the factory, as well as his current influence in the compound, wouldn't it be easy for him to change to an empty room? It's just that Yang Jianye doesn't have that kind of interest. Otherwise, there would be plenty of people in the compound who would worry about him and secretly plot to kick someone out so that Yang Jianye could have a place.

After dinner, Yingzi wanted to do some work, but Yang Jianye stopped her and insisted on taking her out for a walk.

"Staying cooped up at home all day isn't good for your health." Pointing to her stomach, Yingzi relented.

Now she's over two months pregnant, but because she's wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, it's not usually noticeable. However, you can feel the changes when you touch her. Especially for Yingzi, this little life is on her mind.

Now, whether walking or working, she restrains herself, slowing her pace and reducing her exertion. The occasional liveliness she used to display is completely gone.

When I go shopping and there are many people, I unconsciously use my hands to protect myself and avoid them, for fear that someone might accidentally bump into me.

This innate maternal instinct to protect one's offspring is deeply ingrained in the soul and bones; it requires neither teaching nor learning.

Like a magical inheritance of the soul, once you think about it, you will naturally understand what is better for her.

After changing her clothes and going outside, Yingzi noticed that Yang Jianye wasn't planning on riding his bike. Curious, she asked, "Aren't we riding bikes?"

"I'm not riding anymore, let's just wander around. If you get tired, I'll carry you," Yang Jianye said cheerfully.

Yingzi smiled happily, took his arm, and walked outside.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

Yingzi smiled happily, took his arm, and walked outside.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

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Yingzi smiled happily, took his arm, and walked outside.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

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"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

Yingzi smiled happily, took his arm, and walked outside.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

Good books and good stories accompany you every day.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

Yingzi smiled happily, took his arm, and walked outside.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

Yingzi smiled happily, took his arm, and walked outside.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

Yingzi smiled happily, took his arm, and walked outside.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

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"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

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"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

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Yingzi smiled happily, took his arm, and walked outside.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

This is where dreams begin, and where dreams come true.

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.

Following the updates has never been so enjoyable.

Yingzi smiled happily, took his arm, and walked outside.

"Jianye, Yingzi, out for a stroll again?"

Seeing the two people leave, Aunt Liu, who was washing clothes outside the house, called out and asked.

"Hmm, I'm going out for a walk." Yang Jianye glanced into the house and called out, "Uncle Liu, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Jianye," Da Liu replied cheerfully.

Right now, he's set up a small table on his bed, fiddling with the scrap parts he'd replaced during the day's car repairs. Don't underestimate these parts just because they're unusable; by piecing together a few pieces and rearranging them, they can be used on other cars. Aside from the effort, it's practically a risk-free business. With this extra income, how could Da Liu not be happy?

"Okay, then we'll head over there." As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, someone from the old man's house on the left came out.

Yan Jiecheng, wrapped in a padded jacket, his face flushed and panting, asked, "Brother Jianye, Sister Yingzi, going for a stroll?"

"Um."

Yang Jianye glanced at him one last time before taking Yingzi out.

In April, it's still not warm in the capital. Especially in the morning and evening, the temperature difference is huge. You might be wearing a jacket or work clothes at noon, but you'll have to wear a padded coat at night, or you'll definitely get sick from the cold.

As they walked along the alley, people would occasionally call out, "Jianye, taking your wife out!" Yang Jianye would respond enthusiastically, but Yingzi could see the helplessness in his eyes.

She chuckled teasingly and said softly, "Being this person isn't easy, is it?"

Yang Jianye shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just difficult, it's downright torture. People only know the prestige in public, not the suffering behind the scenes."

"puff--"

Yingzi reached out and slapped his arm, scolding him angrily, "How can you be like this, Comrade Yang Jianye? Pride is unacceptable."

"Yes, sir, I was wrong," Yang Jianye said solemnly. "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize and I will correct it—"

Seeing his funny expression, Yingzi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

After leaving the alley, the two walked along the main street, without any destination, just wandering around aimlessly.

Yingzi asked curiously, "Jianye, have Uncle Yi's family been a little too hospitable to us lately?"

Yingzi couldn't see through the Yan family's intentions, but she understood one thing—unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! It was normal for neighbors to exchange favors in the past, but why would they offer a fish as a favor on a major holiday when they didn't owe anyone any favors or need any help? That was a rather expensive favor, especially for the Yan family.

Yang Jianye's expression was calm, a smile playing on his lips: "What else could it be? Planning for the future, of course."

"The future?" Yingzi's eyes darted around, and she blurted out, "Yan Jiecheng's job."

There were only so many people in the courtyard, and Uncle Yi's family was the most "prominent" now, so naturally, their affairs were the talk of the town after dinner. Yan Jiecheng would be graduating in two months, and after graduation, he would have to find a way to get a job and earn money. Given Uncle Yi's personality, he definitely wouldn't let him stay at home and freeload.

So, she's setting her sights on her own man?

Yang Jianye smiled and nodded: "It's nothing serious."

Yan Laokou was shrewd and calculating, but Yang Jianye's attitude was even clearer. He would give Qin Huairu a chance if she begged him, and he would give Yan Jiecheng the same chance as long as he was willing to work—to enter the factory as an apprentice and start from scratch.

But if you think, "We're all in the same compound, you should just let me get a permanent position and start making money," then forget about sending me a fish or a bowl of peanuts; even if you sent me a mountain of gold, it wouldn't work. Yang Jianye would just turn around and report you—who knows where that mountain of gold came from!

Hearing his deliberately teasing remark, Yingzi turned her head and glared at him, but her heart was filled with pride.

This is my man—a pillar of strength, upright and righteous.

What's ours, we'll take; what's not ours, we won't take. Hard work leads to wealth!

These ideas have been ingrained in my mind since I was a child.