Hard work after winning the lottery

"Dad, want another one?"

Hua Shu took out a pack of good cigarettes that he usually couldn't bear to smoke from his pocket and handed it to his father.

Hua Mutou waved his hand and stubbed out his cigarette on the sole of his shoe.

"I'm not smoking anymore, my throat is dry."

The old man stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked at the busy figures in the main room, and sighed.

"Trees, we should be content."

"Yun'er has suffered for so many years, and now she's finally made it through. I've met Yan Jin, and he's a reliable person."

"As long as they are doing well, our hopes have not been in vain."

Hua Shu gave a muffled "hmm," but her eyes were a little red.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette, as if trying to suppress the bitterness in his heart with the pungent smell.

While tidying up, Hua Yun came out with a few glasses of water.

Seeing my father and grandfather sitting there, their backs looked somewhat desolate.

She put down her water glass, walked over, and sat down on the small stool next to Hua Shu.

"Dad, Grandpa, have some water."

Hua Shu quickly stubbed out his cigarette and rubbed his hands together nervously, as if afraid the smell of smoke would bother his daughter.

"All packed up?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"That's about it."

Hua Yun felt a pang of sadness as she looked at the new gray hairs at her father's temples.

"Dad, please take care of yourself and don't overwork yourself."

"Hua'an is watching over the sheep farm, so you should rest more."

"Yan Jin and I have discussed it. Once we're settled in City A, we'll bring you over to stay for a while."

Hua Shu smiled憨厚ly and shook his head.

"We're not going. Big cities have too many rules, and we'll embarrass you if we go."

"As long as you are doing well and call us often so we can hear about the children, we will be content."

Zhou Yanjin also came out at some point.

He was holding the hands of three little ones, and the setting sun cast long shadows of them.

"Dad, Grandpa."

He walked up to them, his expression respectful.

"Home in City A is still home, there's nothing shameful about it."

"You two have farmed your whole lives and raised such a wonderful daughter; I should be thanking you."

"I will send a car to pick you up once you've settled in over there."

"When the time comes, you'll have to come and give me some pointers on how to plant the flowers and plants in the yard."

These words were spoken with great skill, giving the elders face while also providing them with a way out and a sense of value.

Hua Shu and Hua Mutou exchanged a glance, and the gloom in their eyes dissipated considerably.

"Okay, okay, we'll talk about it later."

Hua Mutou happily agreed.

As the sun sets, the evening glow paints half the sky red.

The family sat in the yard, watching their three children chase after the large white geese, their laughter clear and melodious.

Hua Yun leaned on Zhou Yanjin's shoulder, watching this scene with an unprecedented sense of peace.

The last rays of sunlight on the horizon were finally swallowed by the night.

The lights in the courtyard came on, and the dim yellow light dispelled some of the sorrow of parting.

Hua Yun zipped up the last suitcase.

A soft "sizzle" sounded, as if it were a signal.

She straightened up, her gaze sweeping over the familiar furnishings in the room before finally settling on the heavy file folder on the bedside table.

That is the lifeblood of "Xishan Pastoral Charm".

Zhou Yanjin stood behind her, his gaze calm, as if he had already seen through her thoughts.

He didn't say anything, but stepped forward and gently squeezed her hand.

The warmth from her palm gave Hua Yun immense courage.

She took a deep breath, picked up the file folder, and pulled Zhou Yanjin out of the room.

The whole family was in the main room.

Hua Shu was sitting on a bench smoking a pipe, and in the swirling smoke, there was a deep, unique quality to his father.

Hua An was helping his mother pick vegetables. The boy who used to be mischievous and naughty now had a more mature look in his eyes.

Hua Yun walked over and solemnly placed the file bag on the somewhat chipped octagonal table.

With a "snap".

The sound wasn't loud, but it made everyone in the room look up.

Hua Yun opened the document bag and took out the company seal, business license, and several thick contracts.

The red clay on the seal still retains its vibrant color on the edges; it is a symbol of power and the weight of responsibility.

"Dad, Xiao An."

"I'll leave these things at home."

Hua Shu froze, his pipe hanging in mid-air.

Hua An put down the vegetables in his hand, wiped his hands, and stood up.

Zhou Yanjin stood beside Hua Yun, his posture upright, like a solid mountain to lean on.

His very existence is a form of silent support.

Hua Yun pushed the heavy official seal in front of her younger brother.

"Xishan Muyun is now more than just a sheep farm; it carries the hopes of our whole family and the livelihoods of the villagers who believe in us."

"I'm in City A. Although I can keep an eye on things remotely, there are many specific matters that are beyond my reach."

"From now on, you'll have to walk your own path."

Her tone was full of unwavering trust.

Hua An looked at the official seal, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

He used to think it was just a stone with words carved on it.

But now he understands that this is a weighty entrustment.

He reached out and took the document with both hands.

The boy's hands were already larger than his sister's, with distinct knuckles and a strong, resilient quality.

"Don't worry, sister."

Hua An raised his head, his eyes no longer filled with the usual playful smile, but with pure sincerity.

"I'm here at home."

"I will keep a close eye on the accounts and raise the sheep well, so that you and your brother-in-law will never lose face in public."

"Just make sure you and your brother-in-law are doing well in City A, don't worry about things at home."

At that moment, Hua Yun suddenly realized that her younger brother had really grown up.

The little brat who used to follow her around begging for candy has finally grown into a strong and upright man.

Her eyes welled up with tears, and she nodded with relief.

Hua Shu looked at his two children, a complex expression on his wrinkled face.

He tapped his pipe and stood up.

In that instant, he seemed to have aged a few years, but he also felt much more relaxed.

He reached out his rough, calloused hand and patted his daughter on the shoulder.

The calluses on his palms scraped against the delicate fabric of Huayun's clothes, a silent expression of his father's love.

"Yunyun, now that you've entrusted her to Xiao An, stop thinking about it."

"This kid may be mischievous, but he's honest and capable."

Hua Shu paused, then his tone became earnest.

"Don't always think about sending money home to help support your family."

"Now that communication is so convenient, we can call anytime if anything happens."

"Live your own life well, raise your children well, and take good care of Yanjin. That is the greatest comfort to the family."

In the heart of this simple farmer, his daughter's happiness was far more important than the prosperity of his business.

Zhou Yanjin looked into his father-in-law's sincere eyes and bowed slightly.

"Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of Yunyun."

"If Xishan Muyun encounters any difficulties, the Zhou family's resources are ready to be deployed at any time."

This isn't just polite talk; it's a promise.

Hua Shu waved his hand and smiled憨厚ly: "We'll try our best not to cause you any trouble. It's our own land, we'll cultivate it ourselves."

Just then, Li Guifen's loud voice came from the kitchen.