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

Early the next morning.

Yang Fan had just finished washing up when his mother, Wang Xiuying, came over with a bowl of freshly kneaded dough, her face showing some worry.

"Xiao Fan, get up."

"Mom." Yang Fan wiped his face and nodded.

Wang Xiuying put down the basin and asked in a low voice:

"Last night... what exactly happened with Hao Hao? Did you try to talk to him properly?"

"Why did he suddenly say he wasn't going to get married? This kid is so immature."

Yang Fan saw the worry in his mother's eyes and was already prepared.

He calmly said, "Mom, this matter can't be explained in just a few words."

"Go and call Uncle San, Aunt San, and Haozi over."

"You make breakfast, and then the whole family can sit down and eat while we talk."

Wang Xiuying was stunned for a moment. Looking at her son's calm appearance, she was puzzled, but she still nodded.

"Okay, I'll go get them."

Xiaoya happened to come out of her room and, upon hearing this, took the initiative to do the work.

"Mom, you go ahead and cook. I'll go call Uncle and the others."

Soon, Uncle Yang Jianmin and his family of three arrived.

The family sat around the eight-immortal table in the main room, on which were steaming porridge, steamed buns, and a few refreshing pickled vegetables.

But no one touched their chopsticks.

The atmosphere was strangely oppressive.

Uncle Yang Jianmin lowered his head and silently smoked one cigarette after another.

Third Aunt Li Cuihua's eyes were still red and swollen. She would glance at her expressionless son Yang Hao from time to time, her lips would move, but she would swallow her words back.

Yang Fan's father, Yang Jianguo, also frowned and remained silent.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan knew that he had to be the one to start this.

He picked up a steamed bun, broke it in half, and ate it slowly and deliberately.

"Dad, Mom, Third Uncle, Third Aunt."

The moment he opened his mouth, all eyes were on him.

"I wholeheartedly agree with Haozi's decision not to get married."

The voice just fell.

The four elders at the table all raised their heads and stared intently at him.

Everyone's face was filled with shock and bewilderment.

"You... how could you join in this nonsense!" Uncle Yang Jianmin was the first to lose his temper, throwing his cigarette butt on the ground and raising his voice.

Yang Fan ignored him and turned his attention to his parents.

"Dad, Mom, I don't know how to explain this."

"But I fully supported Haozi's decision from beginning to end."

He paused, his tone becoming serious.

"Take Haozi and Lily for example, aren't they getting married?"

"Just two days ago, someone saw her being picked up by her ex-boyfriend in his car and going out for two days before they came back."

"These past two days, Haozi has called her, but she hasn't answered. He's sent her messages, but she hasn't replied."

Yang Fan's voice wasn't loud, but every word struck the hearts of the crowd like a small hammer.

"Tell me, she's about to have her wedding banquet, and she's still fooling around with her ex-boyfriend."

"Who could tolerate something like this?"

"Isn't this just blatantly taking Haozi for a fool?"

He looked at his third uncle and aunt and continued, "Do you know what's even more outrageous?"

"When Haozi asked her, she confidently replied that she was just going out to buy something and it was inconvenient."

"She also said it was all Haozi's fault for not having a car, otherwise she wouldn't have been riding in someone else's car."

"Listen to this, is this even human language?"

"Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe that excuse, would they?"

"It's only now that we've discovered this, before we're even married. If we really get married, it's hard to say who the father of any children we have will be!"

"Tell me, what's the point of marrying a woman like that? Just to keep her at home like a goddess?"

His words silenced the entire hall.

The four elders were stunned, their expressions shifting from shock to anger to lingering fear, a truly fascinating display.

No one expected that there was such a hidden story behind this.

After a long while, Aunt Li Cuihua suddenly slapped her thigh, and tears streamed down her face.

She grabbed Yang Hao's hand, her voice trembling.

"Haohao! My son! You've suffered so much, why didn't you tell your mother!"

"If you had told Mom earlier, she wouldn't have blamed you!"

"That damn Lily! How could Old Li next door raise such a shameless daughter! I'm so angry!"

Uncle Yang Jianmin's face turned red and white in turns. He looked at his son, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Finally, he raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

With a crisp, loud "snap," it rang out.

"Haohao, Dad is so sorry!"

"Dad wronged you and scolded you without even asking you what happened... Dad's a bastard!"

After Yang Fan's encouragement yesterday, Yang Hao's mood has calmed down a lot.

He looked at his remorseful parents, felt a pang of sadness, and shook his head.

"Dad, Mom, it's not your fault."

"I was just feeling really upset yesterday. We've been together for over a year, and I've been so good to her. I never expected her to treat me like this."

"I didn't want to make a big deal out of this, which is why I didn't say anything. If we're not going to get married, then we're fine with it."

He took a deep breath, his eyes hardening.

"Right now, all I'm thinking about is working hard, making money, and relying on myself to marry a good wife."

"We haven't given the bride price yet, so let's return that money to Fan-ge first."

Third Aunt Li Cuihua nodded repeatedly, wiping away her tears, and said, "Yes! It should be paid back! It must be paid back!"

"Haozi, give me your card number, and I'll go to town this afternoon to transfer the money to your brother."

"Auntie."

Yang Fan waved his hand, interrupting her.

"Money is not in a hurry."

"Since everyone's here today, I'd like to discuss something with you all. Please listen carefully and think it over."

As soon as he said that, everyone's attention turned to him again.

Unbeknownst to them, this child, who once wandered far from home and caused his family worry, has quietly become the backbone of this family.

This role transition is natural, yet it carries a reassuring power.

"Dad, Mom, Third Uncle, Third Aunt."

Yang Fan looked at them and spoke slowly.

"Look at my parents, they work in the village all year round, taking odd jobs, like repairing roads and carrying stones. They work themselves to the bone, but they don't earn much money."

"Third Uncle and Third Aunt, you earn a good salary working on the construction site every year, and Haozi works with you. The three of you can earn at least 300,000 yuan a year."

"But you've all experienced how difficult it is to get paid on construction sites this year."

"Besides, you all know how tiring and damaging that kind of manual labor is to your health."

"Especially Haozi, how old is he? Twenty-two, a few months younger than Xiaoya. If he's made to work on construction sites for the rest of his life, when will it ever end?"