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

Chapter 364 People in the Capital
"Where is Er Yan?" Yu Dawei asked.

"As for Er Yan, let her take her books with her. She can't miss anything she needs to memorize or do every day," Han Jingfan reminded her.

"Understood." Yu Dawei gave an OK sign. "I'll tell the old man when I go to the backyard this afternoon."

Yu Dawei then put his eldest son, who was struggling to get onto the kang (a heated brick bed), onto it, and squatted down to look at his wife: "I've left some money at home. When I come back, let's tear down the house and rebuild it."

"I've thought it through this time. If the surgery fees in Kyoto are outrageously high, we'll just get acquainted with the area first, figure out the general procedure and success rate, and then come back. We'll save up enough money by winter before we have the surgery for Taiho."

A couple of days ago, the whole family sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and had a meeting about Dafeng's surgery.

Yu Dawei currently has over 200,000 yuan in his hands. When this number was mentioned, the whole family showed expressions of utter shock, even the usually composed old man was no exception.

He never imagined that this kid would earn so much money in just over a year.

However, when it comes to the Taifeng surgery, no one is sure if this amount of money is enough to cover the cost of the procedure.

Even Yu Dawei after his rebirth didn't know, since he knew absolutely nothing about the medical system.

He died before he could even be hospitalized in his past life.

Yu Dawei's arrangement was this: he took out 200,000 yuan, and kept the rest, since he had many people and things to take care of.

If the surgery cost exceeds this amount, we'll return home first; otherwise, we'll have the surgery in Kyoto.

Yu Laonian agreed with this, as he knew that Yu Dawei wanted to build a house this year, and that the workers would have to spend money on food, clothing, and other necessities.

However, he also made it very clear to Dafeng that the money, no matter how much the surgery fee was, belonged to his older brother and that he would repay the money to her older brother as soon as Dafeng was able to pay it back.

Dafeng had no objection to this. In fact, at the beginning, Dafeng refused surgery and thought she would just live one day at a time.

However, Old Nian was the first to disagree, and then her eldest brother also persuaded her, saying that it was fine if the family had no money, but now that they had some savings, they couldn't just watch her suffer to death from illness.

My mother gave Dafeng a severe dressing-down, saying things like she didn't know how hard it was for her to raise her children.

In short, Dafeng is quite obedient and basically does whatever her parents say.

That was settled.

In fact, Yu Dawei currently has more than 270,000 yuan in funds. Of the more than 70,000 yuan he left, more than 30,000 yuan was entrusted to Lao Ji for safekeeping, and the rest was money prepared for building a house.

It might not be enough, but once the various commissions arrive next month, it should be about the same.

In the afternoon, Yu Dawei and his family of three went to the backyard and mentioned that they were taking Er Yan and A Gui to Kyoto. The old man did not object, but he shared Han Jingfan's opinion that Er Yan must bring her books with her.

Er Yan was initially overjoyed to hear that she was going to the capital, jumping for joy, but afterwards she became listless and lost her lively demeanor.

After having dumplings for dinner, everyone sat on the kang (heated brick bed) and talked about education again.

The topic turned to the future schooling of their eldest son, Yu Muyu.

He Huihui said that in her hometown, children start kindergarten at the age of four or five, but when she came here, she found that there wasn't a single kindergarten, not even in the town, let alone in the village.

Upon hearing this, Yu Dawei sighed helplessly. There was nothing he could do. The area was remote, and their town was relatively poor. It was a miracle that every family could have enough to eat. Who would have thought about something like preschool education?

With the topic of conversation over, everyone went home to sleep.

The next day, before dawn, Yu Dawei finished his noodles and, with Da Feng, Er Yan, and Jiang Gui, drove away from Yujiatun, heading straight for Kyoto.

Because the highway section was not fully completed, we could only take the national highway. What should have been a one-day journey took us two and a half days.

However, there was a lot of laughter and joy along the way. Ah Gui was still able to drive, so when his master got tired, he took over driving for a while.

Overall, the kids seemed more interested in traveling than in seeking medical treatment.

However, Da Feng, sitting in the passenger seat, often stared blankly out the window.

Yu Dawei had no idea what she was thinking. This girl had always been a very calculating person, and he couldn't fathom her thoughts.

Two and a half days later, Yu Dawei finally drove to the outskirts of Kyoto.

At this time, the suburbs did not yet have various high-rise buildings, but there were many more cars coming and going on the road than in other places. Perhaps because they were passing through a market, there were various shouts and calls along the street.

After driving for about another hour, the group finally saw the prosperity of the big city, with towering buildings and a dazzling array of shops.

Skyscrapers in the city center are rising one by one at a rapid pace. In contrast, the old brick and tile bungalows not far away seem to be slowing down the pace of the times. But if you look closely, these buildings in the old district still exude their own unique charm, as if time has stopped at a certain moment in the process of sifting sand in the waves.

The three children curiously peered out the car window, as if trying to memorize everything they saw.

Yu Dawei also gazed at the bustling city outside, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Let's find a place to stay first, and then I'll show you around a bit." Yu Dawei glanced at the people beside him, then sped up and drove towards the vicinity of Xiehe Hospital.

He planned to find a hotel not far from the hospital so that it would be more convenient for him to travel back and forth during the subsequent treatment process.

After finding accommodation, Yu Dawei contacted the friend introduced by Manager Wang Zhuo. They had spoken on the phone before, and according to the agreement, the friend was supposed to take Yu Dawei and Dafeng to visit Professor Zhang the next day. However, since he had arrived early, Yu Dawei thought he should treat the friend to a meal first and express his gratitude.

However, the other party seemed to be very busy at the hospital, and Yu Dawei's invitation was rather sudden, so they couldn't spare the time.

Yu Dawei had no choice but to give up.

So he started taking the children around the capital, and when they saw some familiar landmarks, Yu Dawei would give them a brief introduction.

Because he needed to see a doctor, he didn't plan to linger in these famous places. He would take the three of them to have some fun after everything was over.

Around five o'clock, Yu Dawei took a few people to eat at the famous Quanjude Peking Duck restaurant.

The roast duck has a golden-brown surface and a crispy skin. When you take a bite, you'll hear a "crunch crunch" sound.

The duck meat is juicy and tender, with a delicious flavor. Slices of duck meat served with cucumber, scallions, and other side dishes, topped with sweet bean sauce and wrapped in thin pancakes, taste even better! The children thoroughly enjoyed it.

This is the second time Yu Dawei has eaten this; the first time was when his uncle came to the capital for heart bypass surgery.

At that time, whether it was my aunt's younger sister, my second brother Yu Dasheng, or even Er Yan, they all had things to do and had to go to work.

Yu Da was relatively free to repair his own car, but at that time he was struggling to make ends meet due to the debts he had incurred from various company losses. However, when he learned that his uncle was coming to the capital and that only his aunt was accompanying him, he was still worried and lost interest in repairing the car, so he came along instead.

It was on that occasion that my uncle was very happy after his surgery, and the three of them ate Peking duck in the capital.

Yu Dawei still remembers that at that time his son was working hard in a new district under Dingcheng. When he learned that he was in the capital, he specially took the high-speed rail to visit him, as well as his uncle and aunt.

When he left, Yu Dawei saw that the child was still wearing those worn-out blue sneakers. He wanted to give the child some money, but at that time he was penniless and could only silently see the child off at the station.

This is one of the complex reasons why he felt both familiar and unfamiliar with the capital.

We're so poor, so poor that we don't even have the ability to lend a helping hand to our children.

"Want some more? Want to pack one to go?" Yu Dawei asked with a smile, looking at Yu Feng, Er Yan, and A Gui, who were still staring at their plates with longing even though they were full.

"No, no, no." Yu Feng was a little reluctant and whispered to Yu Dawei, "Brother, this duck isn't cheap, so don't waste your money."

Da Feng was a little scared; Yu Dawei had reverted to being the extravagant Yu Dawei he always was.

To her surprise, Yu Dawei listened to her opinion this time and didn't hesitate to agree, nodding in approval: "Okay, let's go back to the hotel then. Tomorrow, Agui, you stay at the hotel with Eryan to study, and I'll take your older sister to see a doctor."

"All right."

Yu Dawei packed up the last small plate of roast duck and took it with him. Although he listened to Da Feng, he was thinking that when his eldest son was a little older, he would definitely take him to Quanjude to have a good roast duck meal.

The father who could only watch his child leave silently because he was poor in his past life no longer exists!
The night air in Kyoto was starting to turn from cold to warm. He booked two rooms, one for Da Feng and Er Yan, and the other for A Gui and himself.

At this moment, Da Feng was watching Er Yan do her homework in the room, while A Gui was studying with Er Yan.

Seeing their enthusiasm, Yu Dawei stopped paying attention and instead bought a bottle of beer. He sat on a public bench outside, watching the crowds come and go, lost in thought.

He didn't really know how high the chances of success were for Dafeng's condition. If the surgery failed and Dafeng died young, wouldn't he be the same as an executioner?

Thinking like this, it's inevitable to feel some pressure.

Besides, when he looked at this ancient capital, he would always recall some unhappy things that had happened to his eldest son.

His own company went bankrupt, and he fled to another city, which implicated his eldest son, forcing him to come to Kyoto to work, but he was living in a tiny cubicle that could only fit a bed.

He knew nothing about these things; he only found out about them later from another diary his eldest son had kept after his wedding.

He was a bad father; he couldn't talk to his child about his pain and could only secretly read his diary.

Fortunately, everything can start over. He wants to take back everything his eldest son lost, everything he never gave him, and everything he will get back in the future.

This is what a father should do: give his children the best of everything.

"Master!" Ah Gui ran out from the hotel across the street and approached Yu Dawei. "Master, are you drinking?"

"Well, would you like some?"

"No, no." A-Gui waved his hand and smiled, "My master's wife said I'm young and should drink less alcohol, or my brain will become dull."

Yu Dawei smiled and said nothing more, just silently drinking his beer.

"Master."

"Ok?"

Be happy!

(End of this chapter)