Hard work after winning the lottery

The lights of that three-story building, like a warm amber, are embedded in the deep blue night sky, quietly waiting for its owner.

Pushing open the door, warm yellow light poured out, casting long shadows of the mother and her three children.

Hua Shu and Hua Mutou were playing chess in the main room, their battle raging fiercely on the chessboard.

"You're back?" Hua Mutou looked up, a kind smile spreading across his deeply lined face.

"Great-Grandpa! Grandpa!" The three little ones rushed over like little cannonballs, each grabbing one of the legs.

The game of chess was interrupted in an instant, but the two of them were not impatient at all. They happily put down the chess pieces, picked up their three great-grandchildren and bounced them around, making them giggle.

With Xishan Muyun and the roast lamb restaurant operating smoothly, everything became orderly.

Uncle Li Ye is now a master roast lamb chef who can work independently. Hua Yun hired a young man in the village to manage the Douyin live stream, while Hua Yi, with two customer service representatives, also manages the online store very well.

Hua Yun was finally able to take a short break from her non-stop busy schedule.

She refocused more of her energy on the three little ones who gave her endless motivation and made her happy.

Her career was the foundation she built for them, but she could not afford to miss a single moment of accompanying them as they grew up just because of building that foundation.

Time flies, and the triplets are now four years and six months old.

The four-year-old child has shed the chubbyness of an infant, and his slender figure resembles a sapling after the rain. The outline of his thoughts and personality has also begun to become exceptionally clear.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, each of which is different.

Hua Yun now understands this statement most deeply.

That afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and quilts were drying in the yard, emitting a pleasant scent of soapberry mixed with sunshine.

The three little ones were playing on the floor mat in the living room.

Hua Yun was processing several orders for her online store at a table not far away, but her eyes kept falling on them.

The third child, Hua Sitao, lived up to his name; he was a complete rascal.

He was holding a wind-up tin frog that could bounce, and now he had taken it apart with a pair of child safety scissors and two small sticks.

His little eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his chubby little face was full of the focus that adults have when doing scientific research.

He wasn't destroying things; he was researching.

Investigate why that frog can jump.

"boom--"

With a soft thud, Si Tao accidentally knocked down a large section of the block castle that her second brother, Hua Sile, had just built.

Hua Sile exclaimed "Wow!" and her mouth twitched, tears welling up in her eyes.

Before Hua Yun could even get up, Hua Si'an, the eldest daughter who had been quietly reading a picture book, put down her book.

He walked among his younger brothers, his movements so steady that he didn't seem like a four-year-old at all.

He first patted Sile on the back and said in a grown-up tone, "Don't cry, your brother will help you rebuild it."

Then, he turned to look at Sitao, his brows furrowing slightly: "Sitao, you need to be careful, you've run into your brother."

There was no loud rebuke, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Si Tao stuck out his tongue and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Hua Si'an nodded, bent down, and picked up the scattered building blocks one by one, putting them back into the toy box.

Clear and meticulous.

As Hua Yun watched this scene, a gentle smile unconsciously curved her lips.

Her three sons were three completely separate worlds.

The eldest brother, Si'an, is calm, cautious, and thoughtful, and naturally possesses a strong sense of responsibility as an older brother.

The third son, Si Tao, is extremely curious and has exceptional hands-on skills. He has an almost obsessive passion for all mechanical structures that can be disassembled.

The huge automatic rotating oven at the roast lamb restaurant is still his favorite. Every time he goes there, he walks around it for a long time, gesturing with his little finger in the air as if he is disassembling the gears.

The second child, Hua Sile, perfectly inherited Hua Yun's inherent resilience and social prowess.

Just then, the sound of tourists chatting and laughing came from outside the courtyard gate.

A little girl, about their age, was being led by her mother's hand, curiously peering into the yard.

Sile's eyes lit up instantly.

He put down the remaining few building blocks in his hand and ran to the door with his short legs.

He wasn't shy at all. Through the fence, he tilted his little face up and asked loudly in clear Mandarin:

"Hello, what's your name?"

The little girl was a little shy and hid behind her mother.

Sile, however, was not discouraged. He pointed to the slide in the yard and extended a warm invitation.

"My name is Hua Sile. My house has a slide. Do you want to come in and play?"

His tone was so natural and sincere, as if he were inviting an old friend he had known for a long time.

In just a few words, he persuaded the little girl, and the two little ones were soon laughing together on the slide.

Hua Yun's gaze swept over her three sons one by one.

Her heart was filled with tenderness.

They have the same eyebrows and eyes, and the same blood, yet they contain three completely different souls.

In the evening, Li Guifen returned from outside, carrying a beautifully packaged box of pastries.

"When Secretary Zhang's daughter got married, the wedding cakes they gave her were supposedly bought from a big-name store in the city, which was quite rare."

She placed the box on the living room table and smiled at her three grandsons, saying, "Grandma, look, which of our little grandsons is the smartest and can open this."

It was a rather complicated box with no obvious opening; you had to turn a small mechanism on top of it.

The time has come to test the children.

Hua Yun leaned back on the sofa with a relaxed air, observing with great interest.

The eldest brother, Hua Si'an, was the first to step forward.

Instead of making a move, he stood with his hands behind his back, like a little detective, and circled the box twice.

His gaze carefully examined every seam and every pattern on the box.

Observation was his first step in understanding the world.

After studying it for a while, he looked up at Hua Yun with a questioning look in his eyes: "Mom, the flowers drawn on this seem to rotate."

He discovered the key, but instead of acting rashly, he sought confirmation first.

The second son, Hua Sile, took a completely different path.

He didn't even look at the box.

He ran straight to Li Guifen, hugged his grandmother's leg, and began his "social offensive".

"Grandma~" he drawled, his little voice sweet and pleading, "Lele wants to eat wedding cakes. Grandma is the best. Grandma, can you open them for Lele?"

As she spoke, she rubbed her little head against her grandmother's arm.

Li Guifen was completely charmed by his flattery, beaming from ear to ear: "You little rascal!"

He never bothered to contend with "things"; he was good at dealing with "people".

Meanwhile, the third brother, Hua Sitao, had already entered "battle" mode.

He neither observed nor asked anyone for help.

In his world, there was only him and that box.

He held the box in his arms, his little hands groping around on it, trying to find a way in.

I tried scratching it with my fingernail, but failed.

I tried slapping it with my palm, but failed.

He looked around and his gaze settled on the TV remote on the coffee table.

He ran over, picked up the remote control, and tried to use its hard corner to pry open the box.

"Hey, Sitao!" Hua Yun said, both amused and exasperated, "That's a remote control, not your tool."

The three sons, each with a distinct way of thinking, were on full display at this moment.

Hua Yun's heart felt as if it had been gently bumped by something, a mix of tenderness and emotion.

She did not judge which method was better.

She walked over and first affirmed Si'an's observation skills: "Si'an is great, you found it right, it's about turning that flower."

Then she smiled and pinched Sile's little face: "You, you just know how to make Grandma happy."

Finally, she took the remote control from Sitao and handed him a rounded block.

"Honey, it's a great idea that you want to try opening it yourself, but we need to use the right tools and not cause any damage, okay?"

Finally, under Hua Yun's guidance, the eldest brother Si An turned the mechanism, the third brother Si Tao worked together to lift the lid, and the second brother Sile was responsible for handing the first wedding cake to everyone.

All are happy.

It was late at night, and the children were all asleep.

Hua Yun sat by the bed, tracing their sleeping faces in the moonlight.

Three identical little faces, yet each with a different expression while sleeping.

Si'an slept soundly, her brow relaxed.

Sile's lips curled up slightly, as if she were having a sweet dream.