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Chapter 203: Lazy Daughter-in-law - Back to the Past

During dinner.

As usual, Zhou Leng did not invite Fan Chao to eat, and the four of them ate quietly.

Fan Chao walked out of the east room with his messy hair, thick stubble and greasy face.

The four of them glanced sideways at Fan Chao, then lowered their heads to eat and no one paid any attention to him.

Fan Chao walked to the dining table somewhat awkwardly. Seeing that there was no bowl or chopsticks for him, he went to the cupboard to get some, took out a stool and sat down. After eating a few bites of food, he said:

"Mom, last time you told me to go to Kyoto to deliver a package, and you said my aunt introduced me to it. Can I still go now?"

Zhou Leng glanced at him and said coldly:

"Yes, you want to go? Then I will contact your aunt. When you go there, do your work diligently. Don't go to your aunt's house and cause trouble. People should have dignity and trees should have bark, right? And I haven't told your sister about your affairs. If you are not afraid of being embarrassed, go and spread the word yourself."

Fan Chao nodded guiltily.

Fan Qiheng lowered his head and ate his meal without saying a word.

Fan Qitian asked in a low voice: "Dad, are you going out again?"

"Well, Dad has to go out to work and earn money."

The family ate quietly, during which Fan Datian secretly winked at his wife, as if to say that there was finally hope for the future.

Fan Chao's family gave him the travel expenses and temporary living expenses for leaving the village for Kyoto, a total of 5,000 yuan, and he boarded the train to Kyoto.

No one saw me off, only silence.

Life seemed to have returned to normal.

After the autumn harvest.

Zhou Leng went to the county town alone. She stayed there for two days and then decided what she wanted to do - steaming buns.

She first went to the gate of a high school to check out the area. Seeing that there were people setting up stalls in front of the school in the morning and at noon, she looked around and then rented a dilapidated house in a shantytown two miles away from the school.

This place is not even as good as the yard where Zhou Leng lives in the countryside, but it has an independent entrance and kitchen, and the annual rent is only 5,000 yuan.

Zhou Leng paid the rent, signed a simple contract, and then took a bus back to the village.

Fan Datian felt much more at ease when he saw his wife coming back. Now everyone he saw seemed like someone he wanted to stay away from. He even felt that his wife was someone who ran away from home because of a huge debt.

Zhou Leng saw through the other person's thoughts, but she didn't say much. When they were alone in the evening, she said:

"I rented a small house in the city for 5,000 yuan a year. Tomorrow I will take my grandson to live in the city. You can take care of the chickens, ducks and geese in the village. You can sell them for some money during the New Year. You can also sell the grain while the price is high. If I am doing well in the city after the New Year, we can then contract out the land."

Fan Datian was a little confused by the series of information his wife told him. After a while, he said:

"No, then why are you renting a house in the city? Are you going to work in the city?"

Zhou Leng replied:

"I'm going to sell buns. Although we are old, we have to work harder for our two grandchildren."

Fan Datian couldn't say anything to oppose it, he could only say in support:

"Okay, I'll take care of the family. I'll take care of the older grandson, and you can take care of the younger one first. But if your buns are selling well, we can move to the city, and the child can go to school there. I think only education can change the fate of children from poor families like us."

The next day, after breakfast.

Zhou Leng announced an important decision that she would take Fan Qiheng to live in the city for a while.

Before he could finish his words, Fan Qitian burst into tears.

Zhou Leng looked at her eldest grandson and his father, crying and looking exactly the same. She suppressed her anger and said:

"You can cry in the east room by yourself. Grandpa and my brother will come with me to the west room. Grandma has told you many times that crying can't solve any problems."

Fan Qitian wiped away his tears with both hands. He looked at his grandmother with grievance and said:

"I thought you all left and didn't want me and Grandpa anymore?"

Zhou Leng looked at him and said:

"You think, you think is what you think. Did you listen to grandma and make her say it clearly? Then you cry. Crying can vent your emotions, but you have to figure out what you are crying about."

Fan Qitian whispered, "Grandma, I was wrong. I don't want to go to the East Room to cry by myself."

Fan Datian looked at his wife and grandson and said:

"That's how we educated Fan Chao back then, but we can't do that to this kid now, ah!"

Zhou Leng was now used to Fan Datian's sighs. She simply ignored him and continued:

"Qiheng and I will go first. Qitian, do you know that our family owes a lot of money?"

"I know. My brother told me that mom left because she owed money." After saying this, Fan Qitian was about to cry again.

Fan Datian suddenly cursed: "Hold it back, or I'll beat you up if you keep crying!"

Zhou Leng imitated his previous behavior and said:

"Hey, if I had taken care of my child earlier, Fan Chao wouldn't be like this now, hey!"

Fan Datian's anger was extinguished instantly.

Zhou Leng continued:

"Qiheng and I are not going to the city to enjoy life, we are going to make money. Now everyone in the family has their own tasks. Grandpa has to take care of the poultry and food at home. Qitian has to follow Grandpa to do things within his ability in addition to studying hard every day. Qiheng will learn to recognize coins with grandma from today and help her find money in the future. Grandma is responsible for working in the city. Do you understand?"

The two children stood up straight and assured in unison that they understood.

Zhou Leng was very familiar with selling buns. She took Fan Qiheng to the city. At the beginning, it was not suitable for her to invest too much, so she only spent ten yuan to buy two insulated boxes and fifty yuan to buy a cart, and then began to make and sell buns in a repetitive way.

Every morning Zhou Leng went to the high school gate alone to sell buns, three yuan a bag, with two buns in a bag. Some students who didn’t have breakfast would come to buy a bag.

Noon.

Zhou Leng took Fan Qiheng to walk through the streets. In order to protect her voice, she invested another 20 yuan to buy a loudspeaker and shouted as she walked.

"Steamed buns, hot steamed buns, two for three yuan. Steamed buns..."

When Fan Qiheng got tired of walking, he would sit on the cart for a while. He worked hard, and of course he could feel his grandmother's hard work even more. Every dollar he earned was the result of his hard work.

half a month later.

Fan Datian brought Fan Qitian to the city to see the two men. When they looked at the shabby house where the two men lived, the house was filled with flour, vegetables and tools.

Once the buns are steamed, the space around them is surrounded by steam.

Fan Datian also went with them to sell buns for a day. After walking for a day, his entire soles were sore. They naturally understood the hard work here.

Fan Qitian realized how ridiculous his inner thoughts were. His grandmother and brother did not abandon them to enjoy themselves in the city, but came here to suffer hardships.

The hardships of life make people more exhausted every time they reach the lowest point in their life.

When we look up at the starry sky, we can forget the shabby and dusty body. We should look up at the sky from time to time to know our insignificance and the greatness of life.