"Didn't my mother make your bed? Why don't you go to sleep?"
In the dark night, the two of them were hiding under the covers and talking quietly.
"I can't sleep alone!"
Zhang Yida chuckled twice and said, "Classmate Xiao Zhao, your political consciousness is quite high!"
There was only a "pop" sound, and Zhang Yida said fiercely: "Are you still going to sue me?"
"I don't dare anymore! I don't dare anymore!"
…
"It's almost noon for these two kids, why don't they get up yet?"
Xia Xiaorong wore an apron and walked out of the kitchen with a plate of hot dishes, making complaints as she walked.
When Zhang Qinghua saw his wife approaching, he was scrolling through TikTok videos and quietly switched the page on his phone to WeChat. While scrolling through Moments, he said:
"Hey, why do you, old woman, care so much? Just prepare to have your grandson next year!"
Xia Xiaorong rolled her eyes at her husband and said, "Please keep your voice down, what will happen if the child hears you?"
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about the head office!" Zhang Qinghua ordered again, "It's almost time to eat. You go knock on the door and tell them to eat."
"I'm not going!" Xia Xiaorong shook her head repeatedly.
"You don't want to go? Is it possible for me to go?" Zhang Qinghua explained, "Yaya is a girl, so it would be appropriate for you to knock on the door."
Xia Xiaorong thought about this, so she walked to the door of the second bedroom and knocked on the door, "Children, it's time to eat!"
Zhao Erya was woken up first. She straightened up with disheveled hair, stretched her waist lazily, and replied: "Okay, Auntie, I'll get up soon."
"Zhang Yida, get up quickly, your mother has asked you to eat."
Zhao Erya pushed Zhang Yida, who said vaguely: "What's wrong... I'll... sleep for a while, last night... I was too tired."
"It's already half past eleven, get up quickly." Zhao Erya looked at the time on her phone and pulled Zhang Yida out from under the quilt.
Zhang Yida got up and got dressed while cursing, and the two of them washed up and sat in the dining room.
Zhang Qinghua and his wife have also been here before, so they didn't ask stupid questions about why they slept in late.
Instead, he kept adding vegetables to Zhang Yida and Zhao Erya's bowls, "Eat more!"
After the meal, Zhang Yida, Zhao Erya, and Xia Xiaorong took Zhang Qinghua's S300L to go around Zhang Yida's rural hometown.
Arriving at the entrance of the village, Zhang Yida suddenly said: "Dad, drive the car into the fields."
"You didn't drink at noon, why are you so drunk?" Zhang Qinghua teased his son.
"In this way, you can ask the whole village, men, women and children, to help you tow the car. If you send out another round of Chinese cigarettes, the whole village will know that you bought a new car."
Zhang Qinghua said angrily: "Are you out of your mind? Do I need such a low-level way of showing off?"
"Don't tell me, I think it's quite interesting." Zhao Erya turned to Zhang Yida and said, "Why don't you launch a "Return to the Village Challenge" on Doushi!"
"It has been arranged a long time ago!" Zhang Yida thought for a while and then said, "Later, you can take a vibrato video for me!"
Zhao Erya didn't know what kind of photo Zhang Yida wanted to take, but she didn't ask any more questions and nodded in agreement.
Zhang Qinghua drove the car to the door of his old house, and all the men, women and children wandering around in the village gathered around him.
"Brother Hua, Sister-in-law Rong, are back!"
"This is Yida, he's grown so tall! This kid is really promising. He is the first in our village to be admitted to Beijing University."
"This girl is so beautiful! Is she Yida's girlfriend?"
…
Zhang Qinghua's various distant relatives and close neighbors in his hometown gathered around him. Everyone knew that "Huazi" had opened a factory in the county town in the past few years, made a lot of money, and was completely prosperous.
So we all come together to show our faces, build relationships, and build friendships. If we need help with anything in the future, we have a foundation here.
Zhang Qinghua took out his Chinese cigarettes and passed them around to the men one by one.
Xia Xiaorong took out candies and prepared red envelopes from the trunk, and gave one to each of the children.
"Xiao Ming, you must study hard and get into a good university in the future."
"Xiao Peng, you've grown so tall, how old are you in high school? High school is very important, don't relax!"
Every time Xia Xiaorong walked in front of a child, she would express some kind words of concern.
Then the children received the red envelopes with smiles on their faces, "Thank you, auntie!" "Thank you, sister!" "Thank you, mother-in-law!" There were all kinds of names. There was nothing I could do, seniority was in charge.
"Hey!" Zhao Erya asked Zhang Yida: "You have so many relatives in your family? You have to give out dozens of red envelopes!"
“It’s not much, just a hundred yuan, and it’s all about one intention.” Zhang Yida lamented, “When my parents started their business in the early years, these neighbors and relatives from my hometown helped a lot.
So every time during the Chinese New Year, I would come back and give everyone small gifts and so on."
Zhao Erya suddenly realized that there was such a relationship in it.
Zhang Yida went to the second uncle's house next door and borrowed a green military coat. He put it on and walked over. He wandered in front of Zhao Erya for a few times and asked, "How are you doing? Have you seen this dress before?"
"Haha!" Zhao Erya laughed like crazy and nodded: "I've seen it before, at my grandpa's house when I was a kid."
"Not bad, it suits your temperament very well!"
Zhang Yida brought some dry firewood from the second uncle's house, built a fire, and sat by the fire to warm himself up.
"Come on, take a dither video of me quickly, and then edit it into the photo of me ringing the bell at the Nasdaq.
The title is "You Before Returning to the Village and You After Returning to the Village."
Zhao Erya understood. This was a big contrast, and it was really a good show.
"Wait!"
Zhang Yida found that one prop was missing, so he went to the second uncle's house and brought out a few sweet potatoes.
"You kid, why do you go to the second uncle's house to get things?"
Sweet potatoes...
"Xiaorong, it's okay, it's not worth two cents. Yida, you can play whatever you want, and just take whatever you have at home."
The second uncle grinned widely, showing a few sparse teeth. Then he tightened his Canada Goose down jacket, which was so warm!
Zhang Yida is wrapped in a military coat and roasting sweet potatoes, enjoying himself!
Zhao Erya took a video of him from the side. After the video was taken, she carefully edited it.
The short video was newly released. Zhang Yida checked it again and confirmed that even a military coat could not hide his handsomeness, and then clicked the upload button.
The staff on duty at DouShu found out that Big Boss had posted a new video. He watched it again, suppressed the squealing of pigs, and used the algorithm to recommend this video to become a hot spot.
"Awesome, awesome, is Mr. Zhang trying to make a fool of himself?"
"Haha, before returning to the village, Nasdaq rings the bell, and after returning to the village, I wear a military coat and roast sweet potatoes at the entrance of the village. It's so down-to-earth!"
"If you are creative, I have to take a photo quickly!"
Zhang Yida read the comments on DouVi and forwarded the video to Moments. After a while, Bonima commented: "Do you sell these sweet potatoes?"
"The last time I ate these sweet potatoes was when I jumped in line in the 1970s." Huang Hongnian commented.
"The military coat is nice. Can you lend it to me for two days?" Xu Xiaoming commented.
After Zhang Yida replied to all the bosses one by one, he ate all the roasted sweet potatoes, and then he was satisfied and ready to return to the county town.
"Yida, do you still want this down jacket?" The second uncle saw Zhang Yida rolling away the military coat that had been with him for many years, and chased him out and asked.
"No, I'll switch with you."
Xia Xiaorong gave Zhang Yida a complaining look and said, "You are really good at business. You can exchange tens of thousands of yuan for a down jacket for a shabby coat."
"Didn't you also eat the sweet potatoes from the second uncle's house?" Zhang Yida looked indifferent.
"It's okay, Auntie, I think the second uncle's family is also having a hard time, so just take it as a token of our appreciation!"
Zhao Erya smiled: "Look back, I'll just buy him another one!"
…
The third day of the first lunar month.
Zhang Yida's uncle Xia Guoping and aunt Ni Ling came to visit with their little cousin Xia Qian to pay New Year's greetings.
"Brother Da, I finally met you!"
As soon as he entered the door, his little cousin rushed over. Zhang Yida was startled and asked, "What are you doing?"
Xia Qian smiled "hehe" and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you a little!"
Zhang Yida was a little suspicious. When I was a child, I beat you and made you look for your mother everywhere, but I never saw you say that.
"Oh!" Zhang Yida asked, "Where are you going to school now?"
Zhang Yida remembered that Xia Qian seemed to have graduated from high school, but he didn't know whether he had been admitted to college.
"I'm studying directing at the Communication University in Pidu!" Xia Qian replied.
"Director!" Zhang Yida remembered. His cousin was an art and sports student. Because of his poor grades, his parents sent him to study art. In this way, the cultural score requirements for college can be reduced a lot.
"There are a lot of girls at Communication University!" Zhang Yida joked, "Have you ever talked about a girlfriend?"
"There are too many rich second generations!" Xia Qian shook his head and sighed, "The girls in our school have very high standards and don't look down on people like me!"
Zhang Yida saw his frustration, and after thinking about it, it was indeed the case. The family conditions of students studying art are generally not bad.
In this kind of university, whether you have wealth or good looks, you have to have one. If you don't have both, you're basically just a passerby.
Unfortunately, Xia Qian is the kind of person who doesn't have both. His family is relatively well off, but he can't be called rich. His appearance is above average.
It is not difficult to find an ordinary girlfriend, but it is difficult for this guy to find a goddess-level one.
"If your school isn't good, you can go poach the school next door!" Zhang Yida began to give him some advice.
Xia Qian shook his head, "I don't want to talk about bullshit love now, I just want to make money!"
"How about making some extra money? Study hard and try to become a director in the future. You can choose any beautiful actress."
Since the two of them were not in the living room and the study was quiet with no one else around, Zhang Yida spoke the truth without hesitation.
"I just want to learn from you, start a business in college, become the CEO of a listed company, and then find a girlfriend as beautiful as Sister Ya..."
Zhang Yida silently lit a cigarette, looking at the young man in front of him who was talking about his "ideal" and thinking, what should he use to "wake him up"?