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

Chapter 269 A Phone Call from the Village
A mother can't have two kinds of children. The second child's ability to cause trouble is actually comparable to Yu Dawei's past; neither of them are the quiet type.

Fortunately, the second child was not spoiled and truly experienced hardship from a young age. As he grew up, he learned to be humble, so his future life will actually be very smooth.

In youth, some setbacks and trials are not necessarily a bad thing.

It simply allows you to see the myriad aspects and landscapes of the world more clearly.

In the days that followed, Yu Dawei resumed his laid-back lifestyle.

After going to town and buying several boxes of fruit, I returned to the village and distributed them to the older members of the Yu family, such as Uncle Sanlizi, Uncle Si, Uncle Qi, and so on.

Help your parents with chores at home, like tending the fire or emptying ashes. When you have free time, take the puppies for a walk in the front yard to reinforce your authority as their owner.

As for going to other people's houses to chat, play mahjong, play dominoes, etc., like in his previous life, Yu Dawei chose to keep his distance.

The fact that Yu Dawei was "never home" was the trigger for conflict between him and his wife, and it wasn't a good habit to begin with.

In my past life, I followed my uncle Yu Chen from house to house. Now that I think about it, my uncle was actually thinking of me. After all, it's nice to eat at a hundred homes, and he can also take care of the children occasionally. If someone has an apple, pear, candy or something, we used to be from the same family, so why wouldn't he give some to the children?

Since Yu Dawei grew up, Yu Chen has gradually visited other people's houses less and less, but Yu Dawei has not noticed this.

The only one who could see through Chu Chen's thoughts was probably his cunning second brother (Yu Laonian), who had been shrewd since childhood.

Just before the Lunar New Year, there was another thing that made Heshan Village happy.

That meant the village had electricity, and every household had an incandescent light bulb. Some slightly wealthier families would buy a bulb and socket from the supply and marketing cooperative, while others simply used the light bulb as decoration.

In fact, Yujiatun was one of the last towns in Heilongjiang Province to get electricity. It wasn't just Yujiatun; many of the more remote towns in Heilongjiang Province experienced delays in getting electricity.

In the other two provinces, by the late 1980s, every household already had access to electricity.

It can only be said that there are still big differences between regions. Yu Dawei remembers that some areas in the south did not get electricity until around 2010, and then base stations were built and networks were established a few years later.

These were not things that Yu Dawei cared about; all he cared about was his own little family. On the very day electricity was available, Yu Dawei replaced the lamp sticks and lamp holders in the old man's house.

Yu Dawei had already replaced his own lamps when they were installed before the power was turned on. Seeing that there were still some lamp sticks and lamp holders left in the warehouse, he went to Uncle Yu Huai's house and took a set from him.

This was a small way of repaying a favor to Lao Liang. To Boss Liang, Uncle Si was practically a second parent. A couple of days ago, he specially brought his wife and children, along with a whole bunch of gifts.

Old Liang was mainly worried that too many people would come to deliver gifts before and after the New Year, and he wouldn't be able to get a turn, so he thought he should come early to deliver his gifts.

Fourth Uncle was a generous man. Seeing that Boss Liang praised him so highly, he immediately pulled him into the house and didn't let him leave at noon.

He even called Yu Dawei over to keep him company, and Yu Dachuan secretly took out some of his father's good wine, which his father didn't usually drink.

The Fourth Uncle was heartbroken to see the medicinal wine being taken out.

As is widely known, Yujiatun has its own brewery, Yu Da Restaurant.

However, the medicinal wine of the Fourth Uncle is different from that in the village. It is brewed year after year. Women can drink it and men can drink it too, but the ingredients corresponding to the year of the recipe are hard to find, so every sip is one less sip.

It's a well-known fact that the Fourth Master devoted his life to matters between men and women, so this wine is also somewhat related to that aspect.

But there are still some differences.

First, it's used to treat illnesses. If a child has a cold, dip a little of this wine in chopsticks and put it on the tip of their tongue for a while, twice a day, morning and evening, for a total of three days. In the evening, mix it with hot water, and the child will be cured in a few days.

Adults can also drink it if they have a headache or fever, but the amount is not just a small spoonful, but two or three qian (a unit of weight), one cup in the morning and one cup in the evening. Drink plenty of hot water before going to bed, preferably ginger water. After a few nights, it can relieve nasal congestion and headache.

Actually, this medicinal wine from the Fourth Master is for treating cold constitution and kidney yin deficiency, because kidney yin deficiency is due to insufficient yin fluid, causing symptoms such as lower back pain, night sweats, aversion to cold, and cold limbs. This medicinal wine is used to treat these conditions.

Of course, once his health was restored, other needs naturally arose. Back then, the Fourth Uncle thought that he could learn from others' experiences, but the effect was really not good, and he didn't get cured.

This all happened before that folk remedy was discovered.

Drinking this wine again today, Uncle Yu Huai, the fourth uncle, was filled with emotion. Although he had not achieved the same level of medical expertise as his ancestors in the Yu family, he had made some contributions to the study of Yin and Yang, and could be considered worthy of the skills passed down from his ancestors.

After finishing his meal, Boss Liang prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Yu Dawei gave his little one a 50-yuan red envelope, which was definitely a large sum of money in those days.

Since Boss Liang didn't see Xiao Agui and Yu Dawei's daughter, Xiao Muyu, he took out two fifty-yuan notes and handed them to Yu Dawei, asking him to give them to them on his behalf.

He couldn't help but joke, "Brother Dawei, you're really shrewd. You traded your fifty for my hundred. No matter how you look at it, that's a bad deal. You'll definitely want another one next year!" Yu Dawei could only offer his blessings.

Perhaps if Brother Liang and his wife work hard, they can actually have another child. Although they are both getting old, Uncle Yu Huai, who sits on the table, once said, "With me around, it's not too late to have a child at forty."

I reckon Lao Liang really took it to heart.

"Sigh, best of luck." Yu Dawei muttered as he watched Boss Liang drive away, then turned to Yu Dachuan beside him: "Chuanzi, when are you planning to find someone?"

"Why should I be in such a hurry? I've seen all kinds of women when I go out to see doctors. They're just pretty faces withered bones." Yu Dachuan said that he had no interest in this and had long since moved beyond the low-level interests of someone like Boss Liang.

"Sigh, you should become a monk." Yu Dawei patted the other person's shoulder, indicating that he couldn't save him, and then turned and walked towards the house of Uncle Yu Chen next door.

I didn't intend to stay long; since I was just passing by, I decided to take a look at my master.

A couple of days ago, we delivered fruit to the old man's house, as well as some New Year's goods we bought in town. It was Yu Laonian and Yu Dawei who delivered them together.

The old lady was naturally happy, and with several unmarried girls returning home before the New Year, the house was bustling with activity.

My third uncle came by a few days ago before the Lunar New Year. My aunt told me that he and my second uncle were going to spend the New Year in the oil city, so he left his things and went.

Yu Dawei figured that they probably went to give gifts before or after the New Year.

It's not really celebrating the New Year anymore; we're just helping others celebrate.

Perhaps one day Yu Da will have to visit and give gifts to "clients" during holidays, but spending the New Year with his family is his bottom line, and he will not try as hard as his second uncle to climb to the top.

His life doesn't require him to stand at the top of a group of people. He can maintain his car, support his family, and relive all the regrets of the past. If he has the opportunity, he can strive for the top; if not, he can be content with what he has.

Life would be perfect if it were like this.

Unbeknownst to him, Yu Dawei heard the faint sound of firecrackers. They were all small firecrackers and various kinds of firecrackers set off by the children in the village. The closer it got to the 30th, the louder and more frequent the firecrackers became.

The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.

The villagers started going to Yu Dazhi's small shop to buy several bundles of yellow paper, intending to burn some paper money at the graves of their deceased relatives.

The descendants of the Yu family naturally went as well. The graves of all the uncles and elders were in the same place, so they gathered together and headed west out of the village.

My mother, Zhang Yunqin, cooked dinner a little late today. I guess she's been thinking about her second son and eldest daughter again. Ever since she received letters from her daughter and son, she's looked so preoccupied.

Han Jingfan tried to comfort him several times, but she couldn't shake her longing for her child.

Perhaps this is what it's like to be a mother. You know the pain of the children you gave birth to, and you feel reluctant to part with any of them, no matter how far away they are. Moreover, the Lunar New Year is just one day away, a day that should be for family reunion.

It wasn't until Yu Dawei returned after buying the yellow paper that his mother had finished cooking, most of which was prepared by his wife.

However, no one in the family said anything, since they all understood that this was just the kind of person Mom was.

At the dinner table, Yu Dawei suggested having some wine, but his father dissuaded him, mainly because he was afraid that his wife would not be able to resist and would lose control of her longing after a few drinks.

Yu Dawei didn't bring it up again, but instead told her some interesting stories about wilderness rescue, hoping to cheer her up.

After finishing his meal, Yu Dawei took the paper and left, accompanied by his father, Yu Laonian. When they passed by the house of Uncle Yu Chen at the west end, Uncle Yu finally came out slowly.

By this time, the sun had already begun to set in the west, and the families who were burning paper money had already returned from outside in the west.

"You haven't gone yet?" Old Man Yu asked curiously as he stood at the gate of his elder brother's house.

"No." Yu Chen, with two bundles of yellow paper tucked under his arm, said casually, "I went out to play mahjong after dinner and forgot about it."

“Xiao Zhizi saw me in the backyard and asked about visiting the grave, which reminded me of it.” Yu Chen slowly opened the courtyard gate and walked out through the small door.

Upon hearing this, Yu Laonian couldn't help but roll his eyes at his elder brother. "You're really something! You can even forget to burn paper money on this day every year!"

Yu Dawei was speechless. Sure enough, his grandpa was still his grandpa, having mastered the art of Wuxin to the extreme.

"No one can match your mentality. Go early. If the ancestors find out that you forgot their return money because you were playing mahjong, they will definitely scold you." Yu Laonian didn't dare to say too much to his elder brother. Back then, when he helped his elder brother's family, he had said it so many times, but it was all in vain.

Everyone has their own destiny; you can't force it.

(End of this chapter)