Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Back in Courtyard No. 8, Yang Che packed his luggage and prepared to drive back to Longcheng.

As his suitcase grew fuller and fuller, Yang Che felt his heart growing increasingly empty.

She sat on the ground, took out her phone, and prepared to send Wang Fei a cheesy text message. She loved these kinds of messages, just as much as dirty jokes.

Just as I took out my phone, it rang. It was Gao Yuanyuan calling.

Yang Che felt his heart suddenly fill with joy...

"Yuanyuan".

Gao Yuanyuan, who was walking down the street, paused for a moment. Why was her boyfriend's tone so gentle? She glanced at her mother beside her, and her tone still couldn't help but become coquettish: "Yang Che, have you bought the couplets?"

Yang Che's first reaction was, "Jialin Garden didn't post it. Pshaw, Wang Fei is coming back in a few days."

"No, I don't know what I've been busy with these past few days... Yuanyuan, I miss you."

Gao Yuanyuan glanced at her mother, who was deliberately walking away, and said, "Why don't you leave tomorrow?"

Yang Che paused for a moment: "Okay, find a hotel for me in Yungang, I'll come over."

"I told you to leave tomorrow because I was thinking of doing a big clean-up... Of course, I'll go there. Anyway, I'm going to buy two couplets now."

"Third mate, Little Fatty's side, and there's a 'Fu' character."

"Okay, bye-bye."

He hung up as soon as he was told to.

"mom..."

Mrs. Gao smiled and nodded: "Go ahead, your uncle won't be here until tomorrow."

Gao Yuanyuan hugged her mother's arm and said sweetly, "Thank you, Mom. I'll come back early tomorrow to help you."

"Um."

Yang Che started cleaning, saying it would be more appropriate to arrange things, because he wasn't cleaning to make it as clean as possible, but rather to prevent Gao Yuanyuan from immediately noticing that the house hadn't been lived in for four or five days... especially the study.

As he continued, Yang Che thought: Maybe I should just come clean; this is too much trouble.

But as soon as the thought arose, he extinguished it and began to make arrangements.

Of course, there are also real cleanings, like in the kitchen, where you just need to remove the range hood and then there's no need for any further setup...

While waiting for Gao Yuanyuan to arrive, Xiao Pang called.

First, he kept humming and complaining about how the two of them couldn't meet before the New Year. Then he laughed and said that the Japanese fans were amazing, with a large group of middle-aged people holding up signs and shouting "We want happiness!" in a heart-wrenching way.

Yang Che thought to himself, "This is nothing. In a dozen years, you'll see one or more young girls singing and dancing on temporary stages on the streets of Tokyo, with a bunch of middle-aged and elderly people singing and dancing along in the audience... They're really serious about it."

Finally, the chubby boy said, "Brother, thank you."

How did you know I was going to put up couplets in Anzhen Lane later?

Fan Bingbing paused for a moment, then said, "Oh, that's not what I meant. I meant the New Year's goods you bought for my family... My mom was really happy, and my dad said the tea was excellent, hehe."

I just want you to be happy.

So Little Fatty turned into a puddle of water, her voice incredibly sticky, until she heard a sound and learned that her boyfriend was doing a big cleaning and was going to do it with Gao Yuanyuan. Then she turned into a jealous guzzler, hummed twice, and hung up the phone.

Speaking of preparing for the New Year, I learned it from Lao Fan.

Old Fan delivered Yang Che's family's New Year's goods this year, once on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month and again before the Lunar New Year...

This is a brilliant trick; it doesn't cost much money, and it will make people talk about it for a long time.

Of course, this doesn't cost much, relatively speaking, and it requires experience. It's not just about tobacco, alcohol, tea, dried fruit, and fresh fruit; it also involves meat, eggs, and various seafood...

And so, as Yang Che continued to set up, he actually found a bit of the feeling of celebrating the New Year.

When Gao Yuanyuan walked in looking cute in a floral knitted hat and a bright red down jacket, she heard her boyfriend singing something like "Gong Xi Fa Cai" (Wishing you prosperity).

"Please bring over the best..."

As Yang Che sang, he greeted her with a smile. Because he was wearing rubber gloves, he didn't hug her, but instead leaned his head over.

Gao Yuanyuan grinned, revealing a mouthful of steel teeth, and then kissed him.

Then they actually started cleaning, but the process wasn't very pleasant.

Because Gao Yuanyuan disliked Yang Che for not taking things seriously and even tried to interfere with her by touching her... It wasn't flirting, it was genuine dislike.

Fortunately, the room was small, and fortunately, the room next door, which had been turned into a warehouse, wasn't cleaned much.

Yes, it is indeed a warehouse.

There was a lot of tea, wine, and cigars stored inside. These three items would only get better with proper care. They were all bought by Yang Che in bits and pieces, and they were some of the things he spent the most money on himself.

After cleaning, Gao Yuanyuan looked at her tidy home and felt very comfortable. However, she felt a little annoyed when she saw her boyfriend lying on the sofa, covered by the plastic sheeting.

Seeing her expression, Yang Che quickly said, "How about we go to Anzhenli? There's a pretty good Dalian dumpling restaurant there."

Gao Yuanyuan pouted: "You still want me to clean for her?"

"No way, I'll just mop the floor. Besides, we need to put up couplets over there. Let's go, let's go."

Gao Yuanyuan was half-heartedly pulled out of the room by him, and she didn't say anything after he took all the luggage.

On the way, Gao Yuanyuan said, "By the way, you shouldn't drive yourself. Li Xiangdong is still here, so you two can take turns driving."

"He had to work a shift, and it was only 500 kilometers, so I drove back in one go."

"No, you should either take a plane or a train. The road back to Longcheng is mountainous, the road conditions are bad and there are traffic jams, and what if you encounter highway robbers?"

"Haha, I'll just ram through it. Even if I get stopped, I have a military knife..."

Seeing Gao Yuanyuan's serious expression, Yang Che didn't continue, but instead asked, "What's wrong?"

"Liu Dan, the actress who played Xiang Fei in 'My Fair Princess,' was in a car accident yesterday. Could you at least let Li Xiangdong stay with you so I can have peace of mind?"

Yang Che was startled, feeling a strange sense of disorientation.

"Really? Okay, I'll just stop by Baoding on my way to visit Old Li's parents."

"Um.."

Let's be quiet for a while.

Gao Yuanyuan looked at her boyfriend, who was driving, and seemed a little lost in thought. She asked, "What's wrong, honey?"

"Hmm? It's nothing, I just feel it's a pity."

"Yeah, it's a real shame, she's just become famous. You should remind her not to be so reckless."

Yang Che raised an eyebrow and nodded.

He definitely needed to remind Zhou Liren, just in case. Of course, his reminder wasn't just about watching out for vehicles.

Given her current fame and status, some resources that originally belonged to others have now fallen into her lap, which inevitably makes her the target of resentment.

Several years later in another timeline, during a TV program, the host asked Zhao Zhetian what secrets she had. She replied, "I've killed people," and then burst into laughter.

Yang Che had never paid attention to this matter until a dinner party in 13, when someone mentioned that Zhao Zhetian had named a fan's daughter Leshui, which brought up Liu Dan's matter.

Wu Leshui, the owner of Global Information Network who had a grudge against Zhao Zhetian, is still alive, so it's not a matter of naming someone to suppress a soul.

The reason we're focusing on Liu Dan's case is that a project manager who used to be a psychologist gave a detailed analysis at the dinner party.

It generally means that when people are under a lot of pressure, they will say some truths in public that they know they shouldn't say but have kept to themselves for a long time. This is a subconscious way of resisting external pressure.

Another issue is language structure.