Hard work after winning the lottery

After dinner, the children surrounded him, chattering and sharing their funny stories from kindergarten.

The second child, Hua Sile, tilted her little head back, her big, dark eyes seemingly filled with a hundred thousand "whys".

"Grandpa Zhou, why is the sky blue?"

Zhou Yinchuan put down his teacup without the slightest impatience, and instead pulled the child to his side with great interest.

"Because, when the sun's light passes through the thick atmosphere, the blue light travels the fastest and fills the entire sky."

His explanation was simple and easy to understand, with a gentle tone like that of coaxing a child.

"Then...why don't the sheep eat meat?" Hua Sile asked again, pointing with her little finger to the old goat slowly strolling outside the yard.

"Because inside the sheep's belly lives a group of little elves who eat grass and don't like to eat meat."

"Wow! Little elf!" Hua Sile's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had discovered a shocking secret.

Looking at his adorable, convinced expression, Zhou Yinchuan's eyes crinkled with amusement.

From "Where do the stars sleep during the day?" to "Why can birds fly?" and "How do earthworms walk without legs?", Hua Sile's questions are all kinds of strange and imaginative.

Zhou Yinchuan, the once-powerful old general, has now transformed into a walking, patient encyclopedia, answering all his questions.

The bodyguards, Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li, were dumbfounded.

They had never seen the old man, who was the undisputed head of the Zhou family and whom even the president had to respectfully obey, so tender and gentle.

This is even rarer than seeing an iron tree bloom.

Two days later, Zhou Yinchuan made a phone call directly back to the Zhou family's old residence in City A.

The next day, a low-profile black minivan was parked outside the Hua family compound.

Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li unloaded large boxes with foreign language markings from the car.

As soon as the box was opened, the entire yard echoed with the triplets' excited screams.

That was specially sent from City A by Zhou Yinchuan's bodyguard.

There are magnetic building blocks that can build complex castles, solar-powered cars that require hands-on assembly, and beautifully printed pop-up picture books with interesting stories.

These educational toys, a rare find in the small village of Baixi, instantly captured the hearts of the children.

The third son, Hua Sitao, was fascinated by a meticulously crafted red alloy fire truck.

After pushing the bike around the yard a few times with a "whoosh whoosh" sound, he squatted down, his little brows furrowed, and began to pick at the wheels with his fingers.

He seemed more interested in why the car was running than in driving it.

Li Guifen saw it and was about to step forward and say, "Don't break the new toy."

Zhou Yinchuan waved his hand, signaling her to keep quiet.

He walked over to Xiao Sitao with great interest and squatted down beside her.

"Want to know what's in here?" he asked gently, pointing to the undercarriage.

Hua Sitao nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with longing.

"Xiao Li, go and get the small screwdriver set from the toolbox," Zhou Yinchuan ordered without turning his head.

Soon, a professional precision instrument screwdriver was handed over.

So, on that sunny afternoon, under the grapevines, an old man and a child lay on the smooth stone slab and began a unique "car dismantling" project.

Zhou Yinchuan's large, calloused hands, which had once held steel guns, were now deftly unscrewing screws smaller than grains of rice.

As he disassembled the machine, he explained to Hua Sitao, in the simplest terms, how gears mesh, the principles of a motor, and the transmission of power.

"Look, when this little thing turns, it makes the wheels turn, and then the car can move."

Hua Sitao seemed to understand only a little, but he watched with great concentration, his little hand occasionally reaching out to carefully touch the delicate parts.

A brand new toy was thus disassembled into a pile of parts.

Hua Mutou shook his head as he watched, muttering "wasteful thing," but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

The eldest brother, Hua Si'an, appeared much calmer.

He received a box of 1,000 pieces of a Chinese map puzzle.

For three whole days, aside from eating and sleeping, he spent almost all his time working on this jigsaw puzzle.

When the last piece of the puzzle, representing the southernmost island of the motherland, was firmly inserted, Hua Si'an breathed a long sigh of relief.

He didn't cheer, but silently stood up and tugged at Zhou Yinchuan's sleeve as he was reading the newspaper.

Zhou Yinchuan put down his newspaper and looked in the direction the man was pointing.

A complete and colorful map of China is quietly presented on the floor mat.

Zhou Yinchuan's expression changed instantly.

He slowly got up, walked to the puzzle, squatted down, and examined it carefully, his expression as if he were reviewing a crucial military intelligence map.

"Good lad!" He slapped his thigh loudly.

"That focus...it reminds me of my younger days!"

He stood up, waved to Xiao Zhang who was waiting not far away, and spoke in a solemn tone that brooked no argument.

"Xiao Zhang! Go find the best craftsman in town and have this jigsaw puzzle framed for me!"

"Use the best frame!"

"Later, I'll hang it on the main wall of the living room! Let everyone who comes over see that this is our Si'an's masterpiece!"

This solemn commendation made the reserved Hua Si'an's face flush red, but her eyes shone with an incomparably bright light.

With Zhou Yinchuan, even the smallest achievement of the children receives the grandest and most sincere praise.

His love was not simply giving, but a heartfelt respect and appreciation.

And children's hearts are the purest.

They will repay those who are kind to them in their purest way.

They fell completely in love with Grandpa Zhou, who was all-knowing, incredibly kind, and would even join in their "fooling around."

That day, Hua Sile came home from kindergarten with a proud look on her face.

Like a joyful little butterfly, she fluttered into Zhou Yinchuan's arms, who was dozing off.

"Grandpa Zhou! Look!"

He spread out his little hand like he was showing off a treasure, and in his palm lay a crumpled little red flower sticker.

"The teacher gave it to me as a prize! Only three people in the whole class received one!"

Zhou Yinchuan smiled and ruffled her hair: "Our Lele is so great."

Upon hearing this, Si Le proudly puffed out his little chest. He stood on tiptoe and carefully and solemnly affixed the little red flower, which represented supreme honor, to the chest of Zhou Yinchuan's white shirt.

That position is directly opposite the heart.

Zhou Yinchuan looked down at the bright red flower and froze.

A warm current flowed slowly from the softest part of my heart through my limbs and bones.

He didn't want to peel the sticker off all day.

Huasitao's reward method is more direct.

He gave away all his most precious treasures.

It was a smooth, warm pebble that I picked up by the stream, and it would shimmer with rainbow colors in the sunlight.

He treasures it so much that he even holds it in his hand while sleeping.

But now, he unhesitatingly stuffed this "gem" into Zhou Yinchuan's large hand.

"Great-Grandpa, this is for you," he said in a childish voice.

Zhou Yinchuan held the stone, which still carried the warmth of the child's body, and felt it was heavier than any gold or silver jewelry.

Hua Si'an, who is the most thoughtful, expressed his love through his actions.