Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

Yang Fan felt a tightness in his chest.

He said, "Dad, Mom, I'll take Xiaoyu home first, and I'll also visit her family to wish her a Happy New Year."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiuying seemed to snap out of her daze and quickly nodded:

"Oh, right, right, look at my brain."

"Xiao Fan, wait a moment, Mom will go inside to get you something. It's your first time visiting Xiao Yu's house, you can't go empty-handed."

Yang Jianguo also put out his cigarette.

"Yes, I'll take a whole box of fruit. And the newly bought oil and rice too."

"Uncle, Aunt, Brother, Xiaoya, no need!" Lin Xiaoyu blushed upon seeing this and waved her hands repeatedly.

"I'm so glad you're willing to take me back, I really don't need to bring anything."

"Oh dear, you silly child!" Wang Xiuying took her hand, a smile finally appearing on her face.

"It's the Lunar New Year, there's no reason to come empty-handed."

"It's just etiquette, don't worry about it. Just give my regards to your parents."

Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Lin Xiaoyu could only blush and nod, "Yes, I understand, Auntie."

The gift was prepared quickly.

A box of cherries, a box of milk, a can of cooking oil, and a bag of rice.

Yang Fan put the things in the trunk, and then set off again with Xiao Ya and Lin Xiaoyu.

The car drove out of the village, and the atmosphere inside was somewhat quiet.

Xiaoya, contrary to her usual behavior, didn't say anything and just looked out the window.

Although they were right and vented their anger in the end, the siblings felt bad seeing their parents so upset.

During my time back home, I first fell out with my eldest uncle's family, and now I've broken ties with my second uncle's family.

Yang Fan knew that even without his sudden wealth, the rift in these family relationships had already existed. Money was just a catalyst, accelerating the exposure of all the hidden ugliness.

A thought rose uncontrollably in his mind and became clearer and clearer.

He wanted to take his parents away from here.

Because of their parents' personalities, they were always the ones who suffered and were bullied in this environment, because they were just too good to each other, and their first thought in any situation was to be tolerant.

Yang Fan couldn't bear to let his parents live such a life.

He has 100 million yuan in cash. Not to mention letting his parents live a comfortable old age, even if they did nothing and ate delicacies every day, it would be enough for them to squander for a lifetime.

Let's go to the city, buy a bigger house, and live together as a family.

Find them some easy little business to do, so they won't be idle.

Thinking of this, he turned to Yang Ya in the passenger seat and spoke:

"Xiaoya, what do you think... after the New Year, how about we bring Mom and Dad to live in the city?"

"Let's set up a small shop for them, let them do some small business, and buy them a big house. They won't live in the countryside anymore."

Yang Ya paused for a moment, then frowned:

"Brother, do you have that much money?"

"Houses in the provincial capital are so expensive!"

"Besides, you know your parents' personalities. They've lived in the village their whole lives. If you ask them to move to the city, they definitely won't be used to it. They might even feel worse than they did in the village."

"Even if you tell them to go, they won't go."

Yang Fan fell silent.

My sister makes a lot of sense.

His self-righteous "filial piety" may be seen as a burden by his parents.

"Then... what do you think about getting them a storefront in town?" He came up with another compromise:

"Selling everyday necessities and such would make things a bit easier."

"I'm not looking to make a lot of money, I just want to give them something to do. And then I'll send them a fixed amount of money every month."

"Brother, I know you mean well." Xiaoya sighed.

"But these things aren't up to us to decide; we still need to discuss them with our parents."

"In many things, you have to respect their opinions. What you think is good, they may not think is good."

Yang Fan nodded, and for the first time seriously considered this question.

This idea had already taken root in his mind.

However, the specifics of how to proceed still require careful consideration.

The car drove smoothly along the country road and soon arrived at Willow Bay, where Lin Xiaoyu's home was located.

As soon as the car stopped at the gate of the courtyard, Lin Xiaoyu's parents came out to greet her.

"Oh! Xiao Fan, Xiao Ya! You've come!" Mr. Lin said, leaning on his cane with a simple yet warm smile on his face.

Yang Fan and Yang Ya unloaded bags of gifts from the car.

"Uncle and Aunt, Happy New Year! We've come to wish you a Happy New Year!"

"Oh my! You two children, you're too kind! Too kind!" Looking at the mountain of gifts, Lin's mother was both surprised and touched.

"You brought gifts last time you came, and now you've brought so much more! How can this be allowed!"

"Auntie, it's Chinese New Year, there's no reason for us to come empty-handed," Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Quick! Come inside and sit down! It's cold outside!"

The group entered the house, and Lin's mother busied herself pouring tea, while Lin's father kept urging everyone to eat fruit and melon seeds.

"Have you eaten? Auntie will go and get you some food right away!"

"Auntie, don't bother, we just ate at home, we're not hungry at all," Yang Fan quickly refused.

After some back and forth, Lin's mother finally gave up and brought out all the good things in the house that could be used to entertain guests.

After sitting for a while, the atmosphere became a little boring.

Lin Xiaoyu suggested, "Brother, Xiaoya, how about we play some cards? How about Dou Dizhu?"

"Okay, okay!" Yang Ya immediately agreed. "The loser has to drink water as punishment!"

Lin's mother smiled and found a brand new deck of cards, and the three of them started playing on the square table in the main room.

Yang Fan is a good player, but Lin Xiaoyu and Yang Ya are obviously novices and often make mistakes.

He didn't point it out, but deliberately let the opponent win, losing a round every now and then, then picking up his water glass and drinking it all in one gulp.

"Haha, bro, you lost again!"

"Sister Xiaoyu, quick! Let's unite and overthrow the landlord!"

The room was filled with the girls' cheerful laughter and Yang Fan's helpless smile, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the somber atmosphere in his own home.

Just as the three of them were having a great time, they heard voices coming from outside the courtyard gate.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly plump woman in her forties led a young man in.

The young man looked to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old. He was wearing an ill-fitting black jacket, his hair was dyed an exaggerated yellow, and he was chewing betel nut. His eyes darted around the room, and when he saw Yang Ya and Lin Xiaoyu, his eyes lit up, revealing an undisguised desire.

As soon as the aunt entered the door, she greeted Lin's mother in a loud voice.

"Oh, Xiaoyu's mom! She's home!"

"It's Sister-in-law Xiuqin, please have a seat." Mother Lin quickly stood up to greet her.

The aunt named Xiuqin didn't stand on ceremony, plopping down next to them. She glanced at Yang Fan and his sister, then pulled the young man beside her over and, addressing Lin's mother directly, said:

"Xiaoyu's mother, it's like this."

"I brought someone here today specifically to let your Xiaoyu see him."

She pointed to the blond-haired young man beside her and introduced him with a smug look on her face:

"This is my cousin from my maternal family, his name is Zhang Qiang."

"Look, your Xiaoyu is about the same age now."

"My son Qiangzi does some business in town, and his monthly income is not bad..."