Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Wenhao, we have to go back quickly. Mom and Dad have been waiting for us to go home for the New Year for a long time."

As soon as he stepped into the house, Yang Yue seemed to have just finished a phone call and put the phone in his hand aside.

Seeing Zhao Wenhao returning with a tired look on his face, she couldn't help but ask, "When exactly do you think we can go back?"

Zhao Wenhao casually handed the briefcase in his hand to Yang Yue, and then he lay down on the soft sofa like a puddle of mud, not wanting to move at all.

"Well... just for a day or two. I do have some final things to take care of at the company, and I can go back after that."

"Oh, my parents have called several times, asking us when we can get home, but I really don't know when you can leave!"

Yang Yue sighed helplessly, and glanced at her daughter who was sleeping soundly. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with the little girl, she slowly approached Zhao Wenhao.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenhao felt a warm feeling in his heart. He gently hugged Yang Yue's slender waist, a comfortable smile appeared on his face, and then he gently held her in his arms.

"Don't worry, we'll definitely be able to make it to New Year's Eve the day after tomorrow at the latest..."

"Oh, okay, I'll call them back later."

Yang Yue pretended to be angry and slapped the back of Zhao Wenhao's hand, which was restlessly touching her body, with a hint of anger in her eyes.

"There will definitely be a lot of relatives coming to visit us, and there will be a lot of things to prepare. I feel bad about leaving Mom alone at home to do all the hard work."

"Let Wenxia do it. This naughty girl has been having fun in Hong Kong Island for three months and has almost forgotten everything else. Now is the perfect time for her to go back and work properly and stop acting so recklessly."

Zhao Wenhao used a little force to push away Yang Yue's blocking hand, as if there was a firm power in his heart, and he once again struggled to climb towards the peak that belonged to him.

"Wenxia just graduated from college. If she wants to have more fun, let her do it!" Yang Yue's cheeks flushed lightly, and that blush was as beautiful as the peach blossoms blooming in spring. This time, she did not push away Zhao Wenhao's magical hand. "I was thinking, since Wenxia likes staying in Hong Kong Island so much, why don't you arrange a job for her here? And change her status to Hong Kong Island in the future."

"Let's talk about this later. It depends on what she wants. I won't force her."

Zhao Wenhao looked at the exquisite watch on his wrist. The hands on the dial were turning slowly, as if telling the passage of time.

"Okay, let's go cook first and go to bed early tonight!" He said softly, a cunning gleam in his eyes, and he laughed.

Yang Yue naturally understood the meaning behind Zhao Wenhao's smile. Her eyes involuntarily moved slightly, and she felt a little shy.

"You watch over the kids, I'll go cook." She whispered, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhao Wenhao showed a proud smile, then quickly walked to his daughter An An's cradle, gently grasped the edge of the cradle, and rocked it slowly.

The movement was gentle and warm, as if soothing a young heart.

"An An, do you really want to have a younger brother or sister? If you don't say anything, Dad will take it as your consent. Then our family will be more lively!"

He spoke softly, his eyes full of expectation and love.

………………

Two days later, after finally finishing the company affairs, the family boarded a plane back to Xuanzhou.

It was already February 1998, 2, and there were only two days left until the Lunar New Year.

"Wenxia, ​​come here quickly and help me get the things."

"Yueyue, put the child inside first, then come over to get it. Be careful not to bump into the child."

"Brother, why did you buy so many things?"

"Hurry up and move. Where is Dad? Why isn't he home again?"

"He drove out this morning and hasn't come back yet. I don't know what he does all day long!"

……

After a non-stop rush, I finally returned home safely.

Because Zhou Chen and his men had been given leave to go home, this time only Zhao Wenhao was driving home with his wife and daughter.

The long drive of nearly four hours really made him exhausted. Every nerve seemed to be protesting against the long driving.

At this moment, he felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body. He didn't want to move at all. He simply lay there lazily, and then began to direct his clever and lovely sister to do the work.

Now, Zhao Wenhao can only return to Ping'an County once or twice a year.

Most of the time on weekdays, I am either busy shuttling back and forth in Xuanzhou or working hard in Hong Kong Island. Instead, I have gradually become a little unfamiliar with my hometown.

"Wenhao is back!"

Just when Zhao Wenhao was sitting comfortably at the door to rest, an extremely familiar voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard wall, instantly attracting his attention.

Zhao Wenhao looked carefully and felt a warm feeling in his heart. It turned out that the two elders, Zhao Yuanchao and Zhao Jianmin, had come.

"Hey, Secretary Yuan Chao, Second Uncle, why did you come here so suddenly? I was just planning to take a break and then I was going to go to your house to sit and chat."

Seeing this, Zhao Wenhao quickly stood up from the ground and welcomed the two elders into the house with a smile on his face.

Zhao Yuanchao is the famous old secretary of Zhaojiayu. He has devoted his entire life to the land of Zhaojiayu without reservation, as if this is the whole meaning of his life.

On weekdays, his two sons work far away in other provinces.

Throughout the year, he and his wife are often the only ones at home. The slightly deserted courtyard seems to echo with the sound of the passing of time.

Zhao Jianmin is the village accountant and can be considered as Zhao Wenhao's second uncle.

Although several generations have passed and the blood relationship has gradually become weak, the common ancestor is like an invisible bond that always keeps them closely connected.

It is particularly worth mentioning that when Zhao Wenhao's family was in trouble, it was these two people who extended a helping hand without hesitation and generously lent him some money, helping him successfully get through that difficult time.

Zhao Wenhao has always kept this kindness in mind and is full of respect and gratitude for them from the bottom of his heart.

"Secretary Yuan Chao, Second Uncle, please take a seat."

Zhao Wenhao, with a smile on his face, led the two of them to sit down slowly, and at the same time told Yang Yue beside him to quickly make a pot of hot tea. The three of them then began a relaxed chat.

The topic ranged from family matters to trivial matters in life, and before we knew it, we had been talking for a long time.