Back to the small fishing village in 1982

Chapter 1839 Failed Exposé
Ever since Ye's mother learned that Ye's father was going to Guangzhou, she had been getting restless and even complained to him.

"She was unfilial to her own mother, just packed her bags and left, leaving me to take care of her. Luckily, my mother passed away a long time ago, otherwise how would I have managed to take care of her?"

"Isn't my mother your mother too? Except she didn't give birth to you, she didn't raise you..."

"Ah……"

Ye's father chuckled awkwardly, "...But didn't we live together for most of our lives? Your mother only lived with you for a little over ten years, while my mother lived with you for forty or fifty years."

Ye's mother rolled her eyes. "And then I served her for 30 years."

"She doesn't need you to serve her. She doesn't need you to clean up her excrement or urine. She can still take care of herself."

"When you're cooking, just cook an extra bite of rice for her. She doesn't need anyone to wait on her. She's so easy to take care of and has never caused you any trouble."

“When she was still able to move around, didn’t she always help with chores? When you were busy, she was the one who cooked, cleaned the house inside and out, and fed the chickens and ducks. Over the decades, she has done so much for you.”

"She helped you so much when she was able to move, but now she's clumsy and confused, so she can't help much anymore. But she won't last many more years."

"I didn't give birth to you, I didn't raise you, but I've worked for you for decades. Now, all you have to do is give her something to eat, and then she can leave this world with dignity."

Ye's father's eyes reddened as he spoke.

Ye's mother's eyes welled up with tears as she spoke to him, "What nonsense are you spouting? Did I say I wouldn't take care of her in her old age or serve her? I'll say one thing and you'll say ten back."

"I only said you'd just pack your bags and leave..."

"You also said you've served her for thirty years? When have you ever served her for thirty years? She's never been idle since she could move..."

Ye's mother quickly admitted her mistake, "I was wrong, okay? I've always taken care of her, and I haven't complained about her at all."

"Although she's senile now, she can still move her hands and feet and doesn't need you to do anything."

"Alright, alright, even if she can't move her hands and feet, I will make sure she leaves with dignity."

It was rare for Ye's mother to back down and admit her mistake. She couldn't stay indoors and found something to do.

She nimbly got out of bed, ready to check the things she was going to give them to take away the next morning; they were already packed in baskets and placed by the door.

"Why are you going out so late at night instead of sleeping?"

"I'll go check the things to see if anything is missing."

Ye Yaodong and his group left early the next morning, when it was still dark outside. They left the village with flashlights.

I made sure to leave quietly so the old lady wouldn't know. Anyway, she's getting senile now, so I just assumed she went out to play.

When Ye's father returned to the factory, the first thing he did was go to find his car. Seeing how dirty it was, he was heartbroken and went to get water to wash it without even taking a break.

He used to take good care of the car, wiping it down inside and out every few days. Now that he's gone, I doubt anyone has washed it since.

He muttered a string of curses as he washed the car, and only when he saw it shine again did he feel satisfied.

Everything at the factory was ready, and the materials needed for the exhibition had already been sent out in advance. Everything proceeded according to the usual procedures.

This year, however, there are three new people: Ye's father, A-Zheng, and Ye Chenghu with Zheng Shuya.

When they gathered at the train station, everyone looked at her curiously, as she was the only one most people had never seen before.

Zheng Shuya had her hair tied in a high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead. Her eyes were bright, and she smiled demurely, looking back at everyone with curiosity, then lowering her eyelashes slightly with a hint of embarrassment.

"Is this your legendary girlfriend from Fudan University?" A-Zheng asked Ye Chenghu.

Ye Chenghu grinned, "That's right, take her with us. Her English is very good, and she's been studying trade on her own for the past month or so. She'll definitely be of help then."

"You're pretty good, kid..."

Ye Yaodong interrupted his gossip, "Let's leave once everyone's here. Let's get on the train early and not waste time."

Everyone immediately went inside.

People who have never ridden a train are curious about everything, and everyone is used to it.

Mr. Ye sat in the sleeper car, feeling itchy all over. He had to stand up and look around every now and then.

Only after Ye Yaodong took out a deck of cards did he feel better and was able to sit still.

Upon arriving in Guangzhou, everyone's spirits lifted.

Along the way, Ye's father asked a lot of questions, plus there was Ah Zheng. He talked until his mouth was dry, and after getting off the car, he had to explain everything to them.

This situation continued until the exhibition opened, and everyone became busy.

He quietly stayed at the back of the booth, where they had samples to handle for the next three days of the exhibition.

Mr. Ye considered this very important, and while everyone else was busy, he quietly moved a stool and sat down.

On the day the exhibition opened, he specially changed into his treasured Zhongshan suit, buttoning it up meticulously, his back straight, and the wrinkles on his face appeared even deeper under the bright lights of the exhibition hall.

Everyone passing by was wearing short sleeves, but he didn't feel embarrassed wearing a Zhongshan suit.

When someone looks at him, he smiles; when no one looks at him, he watches the foreigners coming and going with great curiosity.

Ye Yaodong was so busy that he was going crazy. But when he was pouring tea, he saw his father sitting alone in a corner, looking around.

"If you're not going to help, what are you sitting here watching for? Where's your sense of judgment? Weren't you going to expose my mother's lies? You heard her bragging about communicating with and greeting foreigners, you should learn a thing or two from her!"

Mr. Ye stood up, bewildered, then turned back to look at the samples beside him, asking with some concern, "Who's watching these? What if someone steals them?"

“Who would come here to steal? We’re all people. Go help serve tea. If you see any foreigners come in, serve them tea right away.”

"Oh."

Ye's father was forced into a situation and walked up to the foreigner, but he couldn't even manage a smile anymore.

When they were far away, he could still give them a polite smile, but when they got close, those bright blue eyes made him not dare to look at them. He felt like they were some kind of demon.

He only glanced at the person's bright blue eyes, and his gaze wandered. He quickly stuffed the tea into the person's hand, not even noticing that it had been poured out.

It was Zheng Shuya who noticed and quickly went up to apologize, offering a handkerchief to the other person to wipe their face.

Hearing the apology, Ye Yaodong turned around and saw that it was Giovanni from Italy. He was pleasantly surprised and went up to greet him warmly.

"How is your mother keeping?"

Ye Yaodong looked at Zheng Shuya.

Zheng Shuya asked with a puzzled look, "Did he say your mother is in good health?"

"Okay, that's good..."

"Why did your mother not come?"

After listening to the translation, Ye Yaodong thought to himself, "He's still up to no good!"
"Because it was my father's turn to come..."

Mr. Ye's eyes widened, and he finally looked at the foreigner properly. "Why did he ask if your mother came? Is he very familiar with your mother? And why did he ask her if she was well?"

"Your mother said she can talk and communicate with foreigners, could she be referring to this pregnant woman?"

"Holy crap, at her age, she can still attract this pregnant woman? Aren't there any young women in foreign countries? What kind of eyesight does she have?"

Ye's father looked at Giovanni as if he were a lunatic.

Giovanni looked at Ye Yaodong with disbelief, "Your father?"

"Yes!"

"Are you kidding?"

Zheng Shuya, standing to the side, forced a smile and translated, "Are you kidding me?"

Ye's father's face fell. "Who's joking with him? Shameless foreigner, seducing old women. No wonder your mother always laughs like a hen laying an egg whenever she brags."

"Tell him you're not joking, and call that person over. Giovanni is her responsibility."

After Ye Yaodong called the salesman over and greeted him, he pushed his father's shoulder and walked to the side.

"Your mother has only been here once, and this foreigner is already eyeing her? Does he ask about her every time he attends the Canton Fair?"

"Let him ask, it won't hurt him. My mother was so enthusiastic back then, and he wasn't the only foreigner who asked her questions."

Mr. Ye instantly felt a strong sense of crisis. "Don't bring her next time."

"My mom is amazing. Now I believe she can communicate with foreigners, right? And she can still debunk those claims?"

"Get out of the way, someone else is coming..."

Mr. Ye then took the initiative to pour tea and went directly to greet her with a fake warm smile, not wanting to be outdone by Mrs. Ye, and also wanting to see who else shameless foreigners were.
At this moment, there was only one person left at the entire booth, and he was still wandering around outside—A-Zheng. He had been curiously looking around since he entered the venue.

Zheng Shuya is already able to greet foreigners independently, and even Ye Chenghu is communicating with gestures using his rudimentary English.

After starting university, he seemed to relax a bit, and his barely passable English deteriorated again.

After three days of market testing, Mr. Ye also admitted that Ms. Ye could indeed communicate with foreigners.

He only knows how to say "ok".

I encountered three or four people who immediately greeted Ye's mother, asking why she hadn't come, whether she was experiencing any health issues, and whether she would come in the second half of the year.
Ye's father even made a special phone call home to ask if she still remembered Giovanni.
"People greet you as soon as they arrive."

Mother Ye laughed excitedly, "Really? It's amazing that he still remembers me. All my warm hospitality was worth it. Wow, I've made friends in Italy and France!"

"..."

"How many deals did you help Dongzi sign? I brought him a lot of customers back then."

One.

"I'm hanging up, long-distance roaming calls are so expensive."

Ye Yaodong was quite satisfied with the results of this Canton Fair. These past few years have been a period of great popularity for the Canton Fair, with everything selling well and everything being easy to do.

After 2008, when e-commerce small commodity markets develop rapidly, they will probably have to sit on the sidelines and wait anxiously for regular customers.

After the exhibition concluded successfully, he listened to the order report and gave everyone a red envelope as a token of appreciation for their hard work, which made everyone happy.

Business trips include meals and accommodation, and you can also have fun, increase your performance, earn more commission, and even get extra bonuses. There's nothing happier than this, and everyone cheered.

Mr. Ye was also very happy to receive the red envelope, saying, "No need to give it to me, I'm your father, why would you give it to me?"

He was polite in his words, but he honestly accepted it with his hands.

Zheng Shuya hesitated, somewhat reluctant to accept, "I'm not an employee. I just came along to have fun, so it's only right that I help out..."

"You've made a contribution too, this is a reward to encourage you. Everyone's red envelope is the same, no one gets more or less than anyone else, take it."

She carefully accepted it and then thanked him politely.

Ye Chenghu was so happy that he rubbed his hands together and accepted his father's red envelope.

Ah Zheng chuckled and reached out to snatch it, while Ye Yaodong immediately withdrew.

"Give me a break. You're either wandering around aimlessly or acting like a big shot. You're more like the boss than me. You should be the one giving me a red envelope."

"Give it to me! Everyone who sees it gets a share!"

Ye Yaodong was just teasing him casually, and then let go of his hand and gave it to him directly.

"Alright, pack up and head home tomorrow."

P.S.: My eyelids are drooping as I try to write this while lying down, so I have to get out of bed and walk around the room writing. I'll finish it tomorrow during the day.

(End of this chapter)