Five years of marriage, always separated [1970s]

Geng Zhiye took off his gloves and stretched out his hands.

Ye Fan was confused.

Geng Zhiye said in a pitiful tone: "I have frostbite."

Geng Huihui came to get the prawns - since her uncle rarely came back, she had to make him something delicious. Hearing this, Geng Huihui paused, quickly opened the refrigerator, took out a bag of prawns that her aunt had packed, and ran away.

Ye Fan whispered, "Speak properly!"

"Look." Geng Zhiye ignored his niece who was acting like a thief.

Ye Fan was so shocked that he was speechless when he saw that there were frostbite on the back of his hands and fingers.
Geng Zhiye used to live in the south, so frostbite was far from him. Later, he was transferred to the capital and never went to the front line. Even when he led the training, he could wear gloves, so he never got frostbite. It took Ye Fan a while to come back to his senses: "Why - so serious?"

"Because we trained late a few days ago, and then trained in the snow." Geng Zhiye said, "The chief of staff said that if you freeze once, you will freeze every year."

Ye Fan held his hand and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. In the south, it's spring all year round. Where can you get cold?"

"So what should we do now? I heard them say soaking in hot water and applying ginger, but it doesn't seem to have any effect."

Geng Zhiye had been to the battlefield, and there was a very shallow scar on his brow bone, which was left on the battlefield twenty years ago. Ye Fan initially thought it was a scratch from a branch. After the two got married, the scar was still there. Ye Fan wondered why it was so difficult to heal. Geng Zhiye said in a nonchalant tone that if the shrapnel scratched it deeply, it would leave a scar even if it healed. At that time, he was only worried that Ye Fan would mind the scar, and never thought that he almost became a one-eyed dragon.

So, someone who is not afraid of gunfire and rain of bullets, would not be able to stand the cold? Ye Fan secretly complained, but cooperated with him on the surface, "They are talking about folk remedies. They need to apply medicine. Do you have any medicine?"

Geng Zhiye shook his head: "No." In fact, he didn't bring it.

Ye Fan: "You drive, we'll go to the health center."

"No need?"

Seeing that he was still pretending, Ye Fan couldn't help but glare at him: "Are you going or not?"

"Go away." Geng Zhiye sighed. There was really nothing he could do with her.

Ye Fan walked in front and rolled his eyes——

Childish devil!
When Ye Fan was a child in his previous life, he also got frostbite in the cold winter. It didn't affect his life during the day, but at night he would feel itchy in the warm quilt, as if a thousand ants were gnawing at his heart.

Ye Fan hoped that he would get better soon. After dinner, she asked him to soak his hands and apply medicine, and then soak his feet to drive away the cold. She liked ginger juice from the south. She had brought back a pack of ginger juice from the south a few days ago. She had originally planned to drink it slowly with the two children. Seeing how pitiful Geng Zhiye was, Ye Fan boiled eggs with ginger juice to drive away the cold.

Geng Huihui was watching TV next to her uncle. Seeing her aunt busying around, she whispered, "Third Uncle, look at how you order her around." She glanced at his hand and said, "If you hadn't said it was frostbite, I would have thought it was a mosquito bite."

Geng Zhiye's expression remained unchanged, without a trace of shame: "I know you envy me. Just envy me slowly."

Geng Huihui's heart choked for a moment, and she was speechless: "--Do I envy you for still using the self-torture tactic at your age?"

"Do you think this is a self-torture tactic?" Geng Zhiye raised his hand and looked at her, then glanced at his niece: "No wonder you are still single."

Geng Huihui was speechless. When she saw her aunt coming in, she said, "Aunt, my uncle cursed me and said no one wants me."

Ye Fan: "He cursed you and you still called him uncle?"

"I——" Geng Huihui was stunned by the question.

Geng Zhiye laughed out loud. Geng Huihui wished that Dabao and Erbao were at home. If they were not there, Sen Sen would be fine. Unfortunately, he went to Dabao's room to play computer after dinner. Chu Guangming, who was always embarrassed to stay overnight at Ye Fan's house, was also there. Geng Huihui didn't want Chu Guangming to misunderstand that her cousin was childish. She couldn't pull Geng Sen Sen out to help her, so she could only think of a way herself: "Grandma, they are bullying me alone."

Yu Wentao: "Weren't you the one who squeezed him first? How could he let you go if he didn't even let Dabao go?"

"I forgot." Geng Huihui really forgot, "You don't act like an elder at all!"

Geng Zhiye: "You want me to act like an elder? Okay!"

Geng Huihui had a bad feeling, and sure enough she heard her uncle ask, "After the Chinese New Year, you are 26 years old, right? You can find a partner now. If you don't find one after 30, no one will want you—"

"Stop! I'm afraid of you, okay?" Geng Huihui stood up, "If you can't afford to provoke me, can't you hide from me?" She went to Dabao's room to watch the two younger brothers playing computer.

Geng Zhiye smiled silently.

Yu Wentao looked helpless, so childish!
Ye Fan handed him the enamel pot: "Drink it while it's hot."

"Does it work?" The ginger taste was too strong, so Geng Zhiye didn't want to drink it. "This is also a folk remedy."

Ye Fan: "This folk remedy can drive away the cold. The coldness in your body will be reduced, and the chilblains will be cured. Also, don't rub your hands with ginger when you go back. It's no different than sprinkling salt on a wound."

Geng Zhiye couldn't help but say, "Don't tell me, the political commissar told me to soak my hands in salt water."

"Your fingers are cracked." Ye Fan couldn't believe it. "Is there something wrong with his brain?"

Geng Zhiye couldn't help laughing.

Yu Wentao always felt that she was brighter than the light bulb above her head. She originally planned to finish watching an episode before going to bed, but after a moment's hesitation, she decided to go out. Unable to fall asleep for the time being, she went to Dabao's room to watch Guangming and Sensen playing computer games - she had never dared to imagine that she would be able to see such a high-end foreign gadget as a computer in her life.

Ye Fan whispered, "Aunt Yu was pissed off by you."

Geng Zhiye: "I can't stay up late when I'm old."

Ye Fan pointed at his watch: "What time is it?"

It was less than 8:30 and the TV series hadn't finished yet. Geng Zhiye was speechless for a moment, but he was not embarrassed and dared to make up a story: "She used to go to bed after dark."

"Five or six hours of sleep is enough for her. Why does she go to bed at six or seven and wake up at midnight?" Ye Fan asked.

Geng Zhiye continued to talk nonsense: "Waiting for Dad to come find her."

Ye Fan was convinced: "Don't talk about people during the day, and don't talk about ghosts at night. Wait for your dad to find you in the middle of the night."

Geng Zhiye: "I am full of righteousness and I am not afraid of gods or ghosts!"

Ye Fan rolled his eyes.

Geng Zhiye brought the enamel pot to her mouth: "Eat the eggs inside."

"Brush your teeth."

Geng Zhiye ate it with gritted teeth. After finishing, he was surprised: "There is no ginger juice in the egg?"

“I don’t have the skills.”

"You should have said it earlier." Geng Zhiye didn't have to worry about the egg yolk being filled with ginger juice. He drank half a jar of ginger egg in no time.

Ye Fan took it to the kitchen, cleaned it and sealed the stove.

Geng Zhiye wiped his feet and went to wash.

Then they closed the door and went to sleep.

In fact, it was too early to fall asleep. As his family was still asleep, Geng Zhiye did not dare to make any noise and just chatted with Ye Fan leaning against the head of the bed.

Ye Fan told me that we would build a factory next year, and after we bought the machines, we would buy rare raw materials to produce computer hardware ourselves. But most of the hardware would still have to be purchased from others. We would also have to find a designer to design the appearance of the computer, and go to the south to make molds and plastic shells.

Geng Zhiye asked: "Can you handle it?"

Ye Fan: "I can handle it. I'm doing it in many ways. When I'm renovating the factory, I'll find someone to design the exterior, and then hand it over to the mold factory. At the same time, my partner in Hong Kong will buy machines. When the factory is ready for use, I'll assemble computers."

“You made a lot of money this year?”

Ye Fan: "More than last year, but compared to other big companies, it's a drop in the bucket. But the initial investment is enough. Domestic computers are not subject to tariffs and are cheaper than foreign brands, so there is no need to worry about sales." He paused, "It's easy to say, but it will take at least a year and a half."

Geng Zhiye: "Don't worry, you are not yet forty years old."

Ye Fan had no foreign debts and was not in a hurry to cash out. He smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry. What about you?"

Geng Zhiye said that he was almost blinded by a tree branch during a night training exercise, and he also said that he was commanding in heavy snow, etc.

Ye Fan couldn't help but ask: "Is this something I can listen to?"

Geng Zhiye: "Although I don't want to admit it, the army cannot compare with foreign countries in all aspects. Foreign countries don't want to know how we train our troops, so there is no requirement for strict confidentiality. Besides, I have said so much, do you know where we are conducting exercises?" Ye Fan didn't know.

Geng Zhiye said: "So don't worry, everything I said is safe to say."

Ye Fan: "Foreign troops have never won a battle with us, and they don't even bother to know how we train our troops?"

"You think our methods are crude." Geng Zhiye smiled and shook his head, "Little do you know that we can defeat the many with the few and the strong with the weak because of repeated practice."

Ye Fan said: "Maybe they understand, but they don't have a will of steel."

Geng Zhiye was stunned for a moment, then hugged Ye Fan: "Thank you for the compliment."

Ye Fan turned around and saw his smiling face. He was speechless but wanted to laugh: "Did I praise you?"

"Thank you." A cool breeze blew in, and Geng Zhiye let go of her hand and wrapped her in the quilt. "Have you installed heating and air conditioning in your new home?"

Ye Fan shook his head slightly: "I'll buy it in the south and ship it here after the New Year. Speaking of the south, I have an office in Hangzhou, and I can ask the people in the office to keep an eye on the molds when the time comes."

"Is there a mold factory in Hangzhou?"

Ye Fan: "Yes. You don't think that only the Northeast Industrial Base has it, right? There are also in Ningbo. But when the time comes, if the lathes in Hangzhou are good, then we will open them in Hangzhou. If the mold factory in Ningbo has a high-precision lathe, then we will make molds in Ningbo. Su Duofu and others can help me keep an eye on it, so that the mold factory won't bully newcomers."

Geng Zhi couldn't help but yawn.

Ye Fan pulled him to lie down.

The next morning, Ye Fan asked Geng Sen Sen to calculate the company's accounts and the employees' wages, bonuses and shares.

Geng Sensen had never been interested in the top majors at the School of Finance and Economics. If he hadn't been worried about being rejected and having to repeat a year, he would have chosen Dabao's or his brother's school.

After getting through the first semester, Geng Sensen forced himself to learn. Later, he helped Chang Guangrong control costs and taught Jin Dazhi how to do accounting. He felt a sense of accomplishment and really fell in love with this line of work.

Ye Fan's company has much more money than Chang Guangrong's clothing factory. Geng Sensen was surprised to see that the old employees could get 10,000 yuan in dividends this year. He calculated that Chang Guangrong could get hundreds of thousands, and couldn't help but exclaim again.

After finally counting the bonuses, he still felt unsatisfied.

Ye Fan took out a hundred yuan from his bag: "Your hard work fee! Provided that there is no problem with the account, otherwise, return it to me."

"No problem, no problem." Although Geng Sen Sen exclaimed repeatedly and looked very unstable, he was actually focused and immersed in his own world.

Ye Fan: "Let me take a look."

Geng Sensen nodded: "Aunt, it's actually convenient to use a computer."

Ye Fan: "It's not convenient. I have several employees working on a work software recently. It will be convenient when they finish it."

"Aren't you in the computer business? Why are you also working on software?" Geng Sensen pointed at the account book, "We sold three last year. Can you handle it?"

Ye Fan: "The employees are busy. I am only responsible for taking orders and transactions."

"Then you studied for nothing during those years?"

Ye Fan shook his head: "You can't say that. I don't know anything, and customers don't dare to do business with me. If I were as amateur as Chang Guangrong in making clothes, something worth one million yuan could be sold for ten thousand yuan by me."

Geng Sensen recalled that Chang Guangrong had specially asked his childhood friend to audit the Fashion Institute: "We really need someone who knows the business. But, aunt, with so much money distributed, do you still have any profit?"

Ye Fan: "Didn't you see it?"

“Is your share also net income?”

Ye Fan nodded: "I even deducted the cost of board and lodging for the trip to Hong Kong City."

Geng Sen Sen paused for breath. With the clothing store and wholesale business, his aunt must make millions a year.

"Oh my God, Auntie, you are a millionaire?" Geng Sensen was so excited that his tongue was tied. "Auntie, I have decided not to go for an internship after the New Year!"

Ye Fan: "Go to a public institution for internship and gain some experience. Only then you will know what to do. Although I have worked as an accountant for a few years, I only know the basics. From now on, I will rely on you for the company's financial affairs."

Geng Sensen was excited: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will study hard!" Suddenly he remembered something, "Auntie, will Dabao also have an internship after the New Year?"

Ye Fan: "He is a straight blogger."

Geng Sensen exclaimed: “When was the decision made?”

Ye Fan was surprised: "He didn't say anything?"

"I don't think I asked." Geng Sen Sen knew that it would be better for Dabao to study his major for a few more years, and subconsciously thought that he would not start working so soon, so he didn't say much.

Ye Fan said: "Didn't you notice? He doesn't have any worries about being a graduate."

Geng Sensen said: "He is always carefree."

"I heard it!"

Geng Sensen was startled, and turned around to see Dabao coming in with a bag: "Why don't you stay at your grandma's house for a few more days?"

Dabao: “It’s almost Chinese New Year.”

In fact, there are still ten days before the Chinese New Year, so Ye Fan plans to go to the army tomorrow and stay for three days before coming back. Ye Fan is afraid that Dabao will complain that she left as soon as he came, so he took the opportunity to ask: "Dabao, your father will spend the Chinese New Year in the army. I want to go to the army for a few days tomorrow. Do you think it's okay?"

"Sure." Dabao was very surprised. "If you want to go, just go. Why are you asking me?"

Erbao came in: "Mom, do you want me and my brother to go with you?"

Ye Fan: "I have to let you two know when I'm away from home for a few days."

Dabao snorted, "You didn't tell us you were going abroad."

"You two were at school at the time." Ye Fan said, "I told grandma and asked her to tell you. Didn't grandma tell you?"

Of course Yu Wentao said it, but Dabao felt uncomfortable when he thought that she had been gone for more than half a month and he had never been separated from his mother for such a long time in his life.

Dabao said angrily: "Forgot!"

Ye Fan smiled indifferently.

Seeing her like this, Dabao became even angrier: "Do you think we are grown up and don't need mom, so we can go wherever we want?"

Geng Sen Sen couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to say, Geng Dabao, look in the mirror and see how old you are.

The 1.80-meter-tall guy thinks he is a baby.

Unexpectedly, Erbao also nodded: "Mom just doesn't care about us."

Ye Fan: "Then return the computer to me?"

The brother and sister turned and left.

Geng Sen Sen was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when seeing this.

The next morning, Ye Fan went to the cake shop and then took the bus to the army.

Three days later, Ye Fan came back and distributed the salary. Several old employees who received the dividends suspected that Ye Fan had made a mistake. Ye Fan was very sure: "That's right! The performance this year is good! I suggest you save it. If you want to invest, buy a house or a store. Don't try other investments."

In fact, even if she didn't remind them, the employees knew that Ye Fan had plenty of money and he wouldn't be indifferent to a good project. Ye Fan didn't dare to touch it, so they didn't dare to bother.

Seeing that everyone was willing to stop messing around, Ye Fan went to the office on the street to distribute salaries and bonuses.

On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, after breakfast, Ye Fan went to the store in the heavy snow to buy a gift and get a cake. Today was Dabao's birthday.

The little bastard has been like a volcano lately, he needs to be coaxed!
(End of this chapter)