Fukang County is a small county town more than 300 kilometers away from Jiangcheng.

The county has a population of less than 200,000, and it is more than enough for an hour to go around by car.

There are no well-known enterprises, nor have there been any historical celebrities, from ancient times to the present, there is no name.

But anyone with a little ambition doesn't want to nest in such a big place.

This is Yang Ming's hometown.

His home is at the west end of the county seat, a bungalow in the alley a few times.

At four o'clock in the morning, Qin Shufang opened her eyes, sat up from the kang, and couldn't help sighing.

"What are you doing early in the morning? Don't let people sleep?" A few minutes passed, and Yang Tai on the kang turned over and muttered impatiently.

"What do you say I'm hi about? As if you can sleep, I'm afraid you woke up earlier than me, right?" Qin Shufang glanced at his wife, "I said Old Yang, today will be Chinese New Year's Eve, don't you call your son?"

"What kind of phone call to call? I'm his son, and if you want to call, he has to call me!"

Yang Tai snorted angrily, and in exchange for a roll of Qin Shufang's eyes.

"You just have a hard mouth, you take the initiative to call your son to get rid of a piece of meat, what's the matter? With your temper, no wonder your son doesn't want to talk to you!"

Qin Shufang sighed again, her eyes were red and she looked out the window, "It's Chinese New Year's Eve today, and I don't know if Xiao Ming can have a hot Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and who to spend this year with." ”

"Stop chattering, didn't your son tell you that he had to work overtime? The world's top 500 companies can still ignore the food? People specify that food is better than ours! Look at you, with tears in your eyes, who can you show it?"

"Why are you so attractive with this mouth? I didn't show it to you! It's been more than 20 years, and I haven't been separated from my son during the Chinese New Year, I don't think my son can do it? You heartless thing!"

Qin Shufang muttered, got off the kang and pulled on her slippers, and went to the outhouse to prepare breakfast, but she didn't hear Lao Yang's low sigh.

One morning, Qin Shufang absentmindedly prepared the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, while Yang Tai was always facing the TV, lighting a cigarette from time to time, he didn't notice that he smoked more often than usual today, and the canned bottle used as an ashtray was piled up by cigarette butts.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, after the old couple finished lunch, Yang Tai lay on the kang and was about to squint for a while, when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the iron door of his small courtyard.

He straightened up his waist and was about to put on his shoes and go to the ground, and then he saw Qin Shufang staring at him, and his old face suddenly turned red, as if a child was angry.

"Why don't you hurry up and see who's knocking on the door?"

"You......"

Qin Shufang sneered, and didn't finish her words, threw away the garlic in her hand that was ready to make garlic sauce at night, walked out of the room quickly, opened the iron door of the small courtyard with a smile, and then was stunned for a moment, and the hope on her face was replaced by disappointment.

It was not her son who appeared at the door, but a man about the same age as her son, wearing a black mink, with a gold chain around his neck, a red face, a round belly, and a somewhat familiar man.

"Auntie, don't you know me, it's me, Zhu Dacheng!" Seeing that Qin Shufang was still a little puzzled, Zhu Dacheng grinned again, "My son Yang Ming and I are classmates, elementary school classmates!

"Oh...... Oh!" Qin Shufang suddenly, "It's the Dacheng of the old Zhu family, I think about it, I think about it, I haven't seen you for a few years, I haven't recognized it at a glance, you are ......"

"Isn't this the New Year, I specially came to see my aunt, look at my Uncle Yang, and brought you some gifts. ”

After speaking arrogantly, without waiting for Qin Shufang's reaction, Zhu Dacheng looked back at a black BYD parked at the door, beckoned, and said, "Didn't you see my aunt come out?"

Zhu Dacheng's voice landed, and a young woman who was also wearing a black mink coat and dressed in a rather bewitching makeup was obviously reluctant to open the co-pilot's door, muttering while walking to the back of the car.

"It's not like you can't open the trunk, I'll wait for you in the car?"

"What so much nonsense? Hurry up! Bring something and come over to say hello to my aunt!"

Zhu Dacheng's eyes widened, and he turned back to Qin Shufang and smiled, "Auntie, don't mind, my object is a girl from a big city, and I am usually spoiled, don't be like her." ”

There is an indescribable pride in the smile!

Qin Shufang hurriedly waved her hand, "Dacheng, where are you, you can have this heart, it's good to come and see us, what else do you bring?" ”

Hearing Qin Shufang say this, the young woman really stopped, Zhu Dacheng glared again, walked a few steps quickly to the woman's side, smiled with Qin Shufang on her back, and muttered a few words secretly, then opened the trunk, took a box of drinks, and a big bag of sugar came out.

"Auntie, I'll go into the house to see my Uncle Yang, and I'll bring things in for you!"

Carrying two gifts and taking the object, Zhu Dacheng didn't care about Qin Shufang and said no, walked through the small courtyard and walked into the big house.

"Uncle Yang, I'm coming to see you!" With a high-spirited shout, Zhu Dacheng put the drink and sugar on the ground, and moved two plastic stools and sat down as if he were returning to his own home.

"You're that kid from the old Zhu family, right?

"Hey, don't mention it, I want to spend the New Year at home, but unfortunately the business in Jiangcheng is really inseparable from me, so I will stay in the first day of the thirtieth year, and I have to go back in the second year of junior high school. ”

Yang Tai nodded, "You kid, you have a heart, uncle thank you, this is your object, the girl is really handsome!"

"It's okay, it's okay. Zhu Dacheng grinned, the modesty on his lips, but there was not the slightest modesty on his face, looked around, and asked strangely: "Eh? What about Yang Ming? Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, why haven't you come back yet?"

At this time, Qin Shufang also entered the house, and said regretfully: "My Xiaoming unit is working overtime, and I am afraid that I will not be able to come back for the Chinese New Year this year." ”

"Overtime?" Zhu Dacheng's eyes widened exaggeratedly, "He didn't go to work at all, what kind of overtime?"

Qin Shufang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Why didn't you go to work? A few days ago, he called me and told me that they were a large Fortune 500 company, and they ...... during the Spring Festival."

Without waiting for Qin Shufang to finish speaking, Zhu Dacheng laughed, and the smile was sinister and proud.