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

The wholesale market was brightly lit and bustling with noise in the early hours of the morning.

The air was filled with the earthy smell of vegetables, the fishy smell of seafood, and the aroma of food from breakfast stalls.

Yang Fan followed Yang Hao and witnessed for the first time the bustling activity of the city's "stomach" as it awakened.

Zhou Dahai had obviously given prior notice and recommended several reputable wholesalers to Yang Hao.

The two brothers went from store to store according to the list, inspecting the goods, negotiating prices, weighing them, and loading them onto the truck.

Yang Hao doesn't talk much, but he learns quickly, with focused eyes and nimble hands and feet.

Yang Fan mainly watched from the sidelines, occasionally lending a hand, but mostly getting familiar with the procedures and intricacies.

"Boss Li, recommended by Manager Zhou, I'd like to order thirty catties of tomatoes and twenty catties of green peppers..."

Yang Hao spoke to a stall owner, his tone carrying the awkwardness of a newcomer, but his words were clear and logical.

"Oh, Xiao Yang, right? Brother Zhou already mentioned him!"

"Here you go, all the goods are ready. They just arrived this morning, the freshest they're ever!"

The stall owner was a straightforward middle-aged man who quickly helped load baskets of vegetables onto the truck.

After loading their own goods, they went to three other designated stalls to load more.

The small truck bed was gradually filled with all kinds of vegetables, like a vibrant painting.

By the time everything was finished, it was already dawn.

Without taking a break, the two brothers immediately drove back to Dongyuan Market.

When we returned to the market, it had become much more lively.

In front of their stall, Wang Xiuying and Li Cuihua were wiping the countertop repeatedly with rags, while Yang Jianguo and Yang Jianmin were arranging electronic scales, plastic bags, and other tools neatly.

Upon seeing the truck return, the four men immediately put down their work and went to greet it.

"You're back? Was the journey smooth?" Yang Jianguo asked with concern.

"Successfully, Dad, all the goods are ready." Yang Fan jumped out of the car and opened the rear panel of the truck bed.

"Quickly, quickly, unload ours and set it up!" Wang Xiuying directed.

The family immediately transformed into a highly efficient little assembly line.

Yang Hao and Yang Fan handed out baskets from the car, which Yang Jianguo and Yang Jianmin took and carried to the side of the stall, while Wang Xiuying and Li Cuihua began to tidy up the baskets quickly.

Sprinkle water where needed to make the vegetables look more fresh and appealing.

The sleeves of their military overcoats were rolled up high, and everyone's face showed focus and a hint of excitement.

No one complained of being tired; there were only brief exchanges.

"Mom, the tomatoes look better here."

"These green peppers are really good."

"Haozi, be careful, that basket of potatoes is heavy."

Soon, their stall was neatly arranged, stacked into a full arc, gleaming freshly in the morning light.

Seeing their stall taking shape and looking like it was about to "open for business," the whole family smiled with satisfaction.

"Alright, Dad, Mom, Uncle and Aunt, that's enough for our family for now." Yang Fan checked the time and said to Yang Hao:

"Haozi, we need to hurry up and deliver the goods to the other three companies."

"Yes, business is more important, you guys go quickly!" Yang Jianguo said immediately, "The four of us are enough here."

Wang Xiuying also urged:

"Go on, go on, drive carefully! If you're busy at noon, just grab something to eat outside, don't go hungry!"

"Okay, Mom."

Yang Fan responded and got back into the car with Yang Hao, carrying the remaining goods to deliver them to the other three stall owners.

At each store, Yang Hao carefully checked the order form and helped unload the goods.

The stall owners, having received Zhou Dahai's instructions, were quite polite to him and even gave him directions on where it would be convenient to unload their goods.

By the time the deliveries inside the market were completed, it was nearly 9 a.m.

The market was bustling with noise.

Through the car window, Yang Fan could see his parents and aunts already busy at their family's stall, asking questions and weighing items, their hands and feet moving non-stop.

That image made him feel exceptionally at ease.

Next, we delivered goods to several restaurants that had signed agreements.

Following the route and contact person given by Zhou Dahai, Yang Hao went to each house one by one.

Yang Fan continued to follow, noting down the locations of these restaurants and the requirements of the person receiving the goods.

By the time the last small canteen in the county town was served and the empty baskets were loaded onto the truck, it was already past 3 p.m.

The two brothers have been working since 4 a.m., and apart from the porridge in the morning and a bowl of noodles from a roadside stall at noon, they have hardly rested.

I was definitely tired, but I was very excited.

On the way back, the carriage finally quieted down.

Just then, Yang Fan's cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and saw the words "Xiaoya" flashing on the screen.

His lips unconsciously curled up, and he immediately answered the call.

"Hey, Xiaoya." His voice was gentle.

"Brother!" Yang Ya's clear, slightly coquettish voice immediately came from the other end of the phone:

"What are you doing? I miss you so much! It feels like it's been so long since I last saw you!"

Hearing his sister's voice, Yang Fan's fatigue disappeared considerably.

He laughed and said, "I miss you too, little girl."

"How is it? Is things getting better on Uncle's end?"

"Much better, much better!" Xiaoya's voice immediately became cheerful:

"Brother, let me tell you, the doctor came to check on us this morning and said that Uncle is recovering exceptionally well!"

"You can be observed for another two or three days at most. If there are no problems, you can be discharged and go home to recuperate!"

This is really good news.

Yang Fan felt relieved: "That's great! When you, Xiaoyu, and your aunt and uncle have decided on your discharge date, let me know and I'll drive down to pick you up."

"Okay! I know, bro!" Xiaoya replied happily, then asked:

"By the way, brother, how are things going over there? Are Mom and Dad alright?"

"Everything is arranged, don't worry," Yang Fan reported briefly.

"The house is rented, and today is the first day our vegetable stall opens. Haozi and I just finished delivering goods."

"Haozi's job is stable now. We're just waiting for his aunt and uncle to come up."

"Wow! Brother, you're amazing! You finished everything so quickly!" Xiaoya exclaimed sincerely, then her voice suddenly lowered, carrying a hint of mischief:

"Brother... I'll tell you something secretly..."

"What is it?"

"It's... Sister Xiaoyu," Xiaoya's voice lowered even further, "these past few days, she keeps asking me, 'Is Brother busy over there?' 'I wonder if things are going smoothly for them to settle in...' I feel like she definitely misses you too!"

Yang Fan's fingers, which were holding the phone, paused slightly.

He didn't speak immediately, but the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to deepen slightly.

Xiaoya, who wasn't getting a response on the other end of the phone, quickly tried to find a replacement:

"Hey bro, I was just saying! Um... drive carefully on the road!"

"I'll hang up now, I still need to get some hot water for my uncle!"

"Okay, you should also take care of yourself. We'll see each other in a couple of days," Yang Fan finally spoke, his voice gentle.

"Okay! Bye-bye, bro!"