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Chapter 845 New Year’s Eve

Given his age, if he were to find a girlfriend of Liu Ruyan's age, their marriage would likely be within the next year or two.

Moreover, not long after the wedding, the couple will choose to have a child. There's no way around it; both sets of parents are waiting for the arrival of their new "toy."

By then, his parents will be grandparents in their forties, which is quite young.

After all, under normal circumstances, Lin Mo would probably not consider marriage until he was around thirty, by which time his parents would be at least fifty years old.

In many families with two children, the parents are already over sixty when the second child gets married. At that age, they don't have much energy left to help take care of the children.

After dinner, the family of three sat on the sofa chatting. Old Lin started fiddling with his tea set, which Liu Ruyan had given him last time.

"No, Dad, your standard of living has risen dramatically! You're even drinking tea now!" Lin Mo said with a smile.

Hearing this, Mom rolled her eyes and said, "Ever since you came back last time, your dad was transferred, right? He knows his son is successful now, and he's all high and mighty outside. In his office, he lets everyone he meets have a taste of his tea."

All they knew was that it was called Lao Ban Zhang, and that it was very expensive. But when that group of them drank it together, they couldn't understand it at all. All they did was keep saying it was good tea, good tea. I couldn't even be bothered to argue with them!

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo laughed incessantly. The old man was clearly getting cocky. This tea was indeed good, but most people wouldn't really understand it. He felt it was about the same as the tea he bought for tens of yuan per kilogram.

In response, Comrade Lin's face turned bright red: "Who said I couldn't taste the difference? My tea is good. Even our director said it was good after drinking it. I also drank his tea, and the taste was really not good."

"Dad, your director said your tea is good. Did you send some to him?" Lin Mo asked cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Comrade Lin glared at him and said, "What nonsense would I give him? How expensive is this tea? Does he even understand what he's drinking?"

And don't think your dad's stupid. Do you think I don't know what he means? But I'm just not going to give him anything. I'm not planning on making any progress, so why should I fawn over others?

Don't even mention that I was transferred. Even if I hadn't been transferred, I wouldn't have been able to become a team leader by retirement if I stayed on the front line. Now that I've been transferred, do you expect me to give him gifts? Dream on!

Giving it away is pointless; it won't get you promoted anyway, it's useless!

Hearing this, Lin Mo thought about it and realized that there was some truth to it.

Does a director in a steel mill have power? Yes, but not much, except perhaps within the system.

It could be said that his father is currently in a state of being indifferent to worldly desires, thinking, "I'm just here to coast through life, don't even think about trying to manipulate me!"
“I heard from Sister Ruyan that if we could get tens of millions and deposit it in a bank near our home, it might even be possible to get you a job there. You wouldn’t have to do anything all day, just sit there and get a salary every month. If you and Mom are interested, I’ll try my best and see if it works out!” Lin Mo thought for a moment and then said.

Although the two elders were tempted by these words, they didn't take them too seriously. Tens of millions were not so easy to earn. Even with their son's current earning ability, it would take him at least a year to earn that amount.

“Okay, then Mom will wait for you to arrange a job for your dad and me that we don’t have to do any work and can still get paid,” Mom Zhou Min said with a smile.

Knowing that his parents didn't believe him, Lin Mo didn't say much. He then looked at his father and asked, "Dad, how's the house back home?"

Upon hearing this, Comrade Lin immediately became interested: "They've all been demolished, even cleared out, and the area has already been planned. They said that once it gets warmer after the New Year, construction will begin. If all goes well, it should be finished by May or June next year."

They showed me the design drawings, and they were so impressive! During that time, I went over to check on the progress every few days. Now everyone in the village knows we're renovating our old house; it's gorgeous, hahaha!

It's no wonder that renovating an old house in the village is one of the three great dreams of men. It makes a man proud, especially for his father's generation, who have a strong attachment to their rural hometown.

“That’s true. Now everyone back in your dad’s hometown knows you’re successful. I told him to keep a low profile, but he wouldn’t listen. A few days ago, some distant relatives wanted to borrow money from us, but I turned them down. What money do we have? All the money is with our son. Be careful about that when you go back to your hometown after the New Year, understand?” Mom Zhou Min instructed. Lin Mo nodded: “Don’t worry, Mom, I know what I’m doing!”

He only has a few close relatives, mainly on his mother's side. As for his father's relatives, some live in other places, while others live locally. They are all close relatives, and he won't stand idly by if they are in trouble.

But if a distant relative comes to borrow money, he won't lend it to them. There's no need. They don't even keep in touch normally, and the first thing they ask is to borrow money. What kind of person is that?

"By the way, son, I've spent some of the million you gave me, but right now I'm just demolishing the house and cleaning it up. And this design looks good to me, but is a million enough?" Old Lin asked cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's definitely enough. Just keep the money you have to pay the workers' wages. Ruyan and I have already discussed everything else!"

Is one million enough? Enough my ass!

If it were a typical self-built house in the countryside, even a two- or three-story villa would be enough, but he had also seen the design drawings that Liu Ruyan had commissioned. The courtyard was quaint and elegant, with fountains, rockeries, pavilions, and terraces. How could that possibly be enough?

There might not even be enough for building materials, let alone interior decoration. The money his father had was specifically for paying the workers' wages on the spot.

However, there's no need to tell his parents about this; the two young people can make the decision themselves. They don't really know how much money is needed or anything else, since they haven't even gotten to the renovation stage yet.

On the evening of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Mo finally lay down on his own big bed, chatted with Liu Ruyan for a while, and then the family chose to rest.

The next day, New Year's Eve, Lin Mo was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.

I got up and it was already past eight in the morning. I couldn't help it; I've been quite tired these past two days.

Looking out the window, I saw that some children in the neighborhood were playing with firecrackers, making a lot of noise.

Moreover, the sound of cannon salutes could be heard from afar from time to time.

"My son is awake!"

As soon as Lin Mo came out, Comrade Old Lin said with a smile.

"Hmm, Dad, have you eaten yet?"

"No, I was just about to call you, but your mom told you to sleep a little longer. By the way, son, what's in this wine?" Old Lin asked.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo was taken aback, and then he saw his father looking at the tiger bone wine with a curious expression.

"You didn't drink, did you?" Lin Mo asked.

Old Lin: "No!"

Lin Mo: "That's good!"