Zhou Yan’s birthday is November 22nd, which happens to be the day before Thanksgiving in 2006.
In his previous life, Zhou Yan rarely celebrated birthdays after graduating from college. As for the reason, Zhou Yan remembered that it was his first year of work...
On the second day of the first lunar month, in accordance with the previous agreement, Zhou Zhenghai, his four brothers-in-law, and his brother-in-law Li Yulin’s family gathered at Zhou Yan’s grandma’s house.
Because it was his first year on the job, Zhou Yan was so generous that he gave his grandma two hundred yuan for the holiday.
Although my grandma refused, she accepted it due to Mrs. Zhou Yan’s insistence, “This is your nephew’s first year to make money, just for good luck.”
"My nephew has finally grown up!" Grandma touched Zhou Yan's head with joy, "I remember that when your mother gave birth to you, she almost lost her life. Such a strong child has grown so big in the blink of an eye.
..."
"Mom, what are you talking about? This is a lifetime ago..."
Later, as information became more developed, Zhou Yan realized that in the countryside where the reform and opening up had not yet occurred ten years ago, giving birth to a child would involve risking one's life.
And that night, Zhou Yan's father, Zhou Zhenghai, traveled more than ten miles on the mountain road before using a small wheelbarrow to take his wife, who was about to give birth, to the hospital in the next town.
In his last life, many times, Zhou Yan would have preferred not to grow up, so that he could enjoy the care from his parents and not have to suffer from the guilt in his heart...
As for Thanksgiving?
Zhou Yan once thought this was a very meaningful holiday, but after learning the origin of Thanksgiving, he no longer bothered to pay attention to it.
In 1620, the famous "Mayflower" ship arrived in America with 102 Puritans who could not endure the religious persecution in England. In the winter at the turn of 1620 and 1621, the Indians brought them daily necessities and specially sent
People taught them how to hunt, fish and grow corn and pumpkins.
Later, out of gratitude, the white people sent most of the Indians to heaven...
After the cold air passed, the temperature on the campus began to rise a little bit. The specks of mud on the campus paths had turned into dust and fell to the holly or cedar trees on the roadside with the breeze.
After running ten kilometers, enjoying a hot sauna-style bath in winter, and eating breakfast, Zhou Yan returned to the dormitory and acted as a human alarm clock as usual...
"Wake up!"
"Oh!"
Lin Junfeng, your answer is a bit perfunctory!
Zhou Yan climbed up the ladder with a smile and put his hand into Lin Junfeng's bed...
"Hiss, oh..."
After a cry full of ambiguity, Lin Junfeng quickly sat up and said: "Classmate Lao Zhou, you and I are incompatible!"
After finishing Lin Junfeng's torment, Zhou Yan put his cold hands into Zuo Jiyun's bed...
"Another fulfilling day!"
After waking up a group of people who were sleeping late, Zhou Yan washed up and went to the classroom to occupy a seat.
Zhou Yan himself didn't think anything was wrong, but Zhou Yan's roommates found that classmate Zhou Yan was extremely excited that day.
"What's wrong with this guy?"
What made the roommates even more weird was that after the afternoon classes ended, Zhou Yan did not go to self-study as usual. Instead, he returned to the dormitory with his bag on his back and went out with his mobile phone.
"Hey, dad, it's me, Zhou Yan!"
"It's not the weekend yet, right?"
There was a hint of confusion in the voice of Zhou Yan's father, Zhou Zhenghai.
Zhou Yan was a little speechless and wanted to hit the wall: "Today is my birthday according to the Gregorian calendar!"
"Oh?"
Zhou Zhenghai seemed to have come to his senses, but turned around and gave Zhou Yan a heavy blow.
"Son, don't you have enough money?"
As he said that, Zhou Zhenghai muttered again: "You shouldn't. Even if you raise a little girl outside, it won't bloom so fast!"
"Dad, I'm telling you something serious!"
"Okay, what should I say, happy birthday to you?"
Alas, Zhou Yan sighed, covered his forehead and shook his head: "Where is my mother?"
"Lao Li, your son is looking for you!"
"What's going on? You're so angry?"
"It's your son's birthday!"
"Oh," Zhou Yan is a woman after all, and her thoughts are much more thoughtful than those of her father Zhou Zhenghai, "Shitou, it seems like it's snowing over there, right? Have you bought cotton-padded clothes?"
"I bought it. I bought it with my classmates last week. It cost more than 400 yuan. It's a brand-name product!"
"Oh, don't be reluctant to eat or drink!"
"I know," Zhou Yan shook his head helplessly, "Does the family still have enough money?"
"There is no money at home," Mrs. Zhou Yan's voice was filled with contentment. "It doesn't cost much to build a pig farm. Our first crop of pigs has been sold, just in time to catch up with the price increase, and we sold two more pigs."
Wanduo!"
Zhou Yan nodded, thought for a while, and told his mother about the news he found on the Internet: "In the second half of next year, the price of corn will definitely increase!"
As soon as Zhou Yan finished speaking, his father Zhou Zhenghai jumped up and grabbed the phone: "Isn't it possible?"
"The Northeast is currently developing an alcohol project, and the raw materials are all corn," Zhou Yan sighed, "When I go home for the New Year, I will get a detailed document to take home!"
"Alright!"
"Let me tell you if the family is short of money." Zhou Yan showed a proud smile that he had not seen for a long time. "A while ago, I made something small and sold it for more than 100,000..."
Opposite me, Father Zhou Yan was silent for a long time before he said, "Stone, keep the money yourself and don't spend it randomly!"
"Got it!" Zhou Yan nodded silently, thought for a moment and added, "Dad, if you want to keep raising pigs and have nothing to do, go to the city and buy some professional books on pig raising...
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"I know! I asked your uncle to buy a set for you a while ago, and now your mother and I are studying it! You don't have to worry about this. Your mother and I have something to do, so I won't say more and hang up now.
!"
As a result, before Zhou Yan could put down his phone, his father Zhou Zhenghai suddenly added: "By the way, there is one more thing, Shitou, I have applied for your homestead, two hundred and fifty square meters."
, have nothing to do, think about what style you want..."
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As soon as Zhou Yan hung up the phone, the familiar prompt tone of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.
"As an all-around master who is already on the right track, how can he allow others to design his own house? I am now releasing a series of tutorials for master architects: "Architecture has a love for heaven" and "Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin". Please choose to learn it yourself.
Timing!"
Before Zhou Yan could react, the system had already deducted 10,000 points from Zhou Yan's more than 20,000 points.
"At least leave a little more for me!"
Forget it, my arms can’t twist my thighs!
Even if your teeth are knocked out, you can only swallow them in your stomach, admit it!
Gritting his teeth, he was about to go back to the dormitory when he suddenly heard a message tone. He raised his hand and saw that there was a missed call from Qin Ruoshu.
Zhou Yan quickly called back.
"Hello~"
Although Qin Ruoshu didn't say anything, Zhou Yan could hear the slight dissatisfaction in his voice.
"Ruoshu, I'm sorry, I was calling home just now. Alas, you don't know. My dad said that my mother almost died when she gave birth to me. Alas..."
Zhou Yan is very good at tricks like grafting flowers and grafting trees onto each other.
"Yeah," Qin Ruoshu was a little embarrassed, "My mother never told me what it was like when she gave birth to me..."
"It's almost the same. The tenth month of pregnancy is the most difficult time when you're about to give birth. You can't eat well and can't sleep..."
Zhou Yan's fooling almost made Qin Ruoshu cry.
However, Qin Ruoshu was a smart little girl after all, and she quickly came to her senses: "Happy birthday, Lao Zhou!"
"Thank you, beauty! This is the second birthday blessing I received today..."
"Then..."
"The first one was my dad. I was forced to do nothing, so I could only say something perfunctory..."