Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

"Haha~"

Lou Xiao'e smiled. When it comes to understanding Yang Jianguo, neither Yingzi in the capital nor his son and daughter who stayed by his side could understand him as well as she, who was far away.

"What do you think your father's hundreds of patents are for?"

At his most productive, Yang Jianguo would come up with several ideas a day.

In the past two years, she has been in charge of major projects and has not been able to spare any free time. At first, Lou Xiao'e was not used to it.

"Shouldn't that have been turned over to the public?"

"The results of public research projects should naturally belong to the public, but the achievements I make shouldn't be taken for granted!"

I learned that my father has created hundreds of patents over the years.

Some of these important and sensitive technologies were handed over to the organization.

The remaining profits are divided in two: one part is kept by the individual, and the other part is handed over to the organization to fund scientific research.

Over the years, he has donated hundreds of millions of yuan.

That's not how it works. If he only had technical skills, what right would he have to act so freely and unchecked in the inner city of the vice-state?

And what makes him worthy of so much respect, support and love?

"Your father did far more than the outside world, or even you, know."

After hanging up the phone, Zhiyi still felt a sense of disorientation, as if she had been in another world.

Therefore, over the years she hadn't truly understood her father; her knowledge of him was less than that of an outsider.

Does your uncle know about this?

"Hey, Zhiyi, haha, what made you think of calling your second uncle?"

"Second Uncle, do you know about the trust my dad set up, and the patents he holds, and the money he makes?"

"Oh, you mean this? I heard your dad mention it briefly, but I didn't ask for details."

Li Aimin, unaware of the situation, laughed heartily and said, "What's wrong? Need money? Tell your second uncle how much you need, and he'll give it to you."

"No, it's nothing."

After exchanging a few pleasantries and hanging up the phone, Zhiyi couldn't help but call her mother again.

In the living room, watching her constantly dialing numbers, Qi Tongwei smiled with a mixture of curiosity and helplessness.

What triggered this? I've never seen her behave like this before.

It was getting late, so Qi Tongwei urged his daughter to wash up and go to bed.

I read her a story, closed the door, and came out to find Zhiyi sitting blankly on the sofa.

"What's wrong? I'll figure out the money, you don't need to worry too much."

Looking up blankly, her unfocused pupils regained focus, and Zhiyi said somewhat woodenly, "Tongwei, our family has become millionaires."

Qi Tongwei knew perfectly well the significance of being a millionaire in 95, even without Zhiyi's explanation.

Although Zhiyi didn't say how much money her father-in-law had, judging from her behavior, it must be an astronomical figure.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have tossed and turned all night, only managing to fall asleep just before dawn.

With the cost of his daughter's overseas studies resolved, Qi Tongwei breathed a sigh of relief. He was actually worried that one day he might be corrupted by money issues.

He could persevere for himself, but for his daughter's future, he really didn't know how long he could hold on.

Those worms that want to bring someone down are ubiquitous and will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

If there's even the slightest flaw, they'll swarm around like flies, trying every possible way to bite it.

Deep down, Qi Tongwei was actually quite frustrated.

For a man to ultimately rely on his wife's family to pay for his daughter's tuition seems like a huge failure.

Both are serving the people, so why is my father-in-law so omnipotent? It seems like he can handle anything with ease and solve everything effortlessly.

The key point is that, once it's resolved, it's done in a way that satisfies both sides, taking care of all aspects and leaving nothing out.

As for myself, it would be good enough if I could just get things moving and completed normally.

The best of both worlds, having your cake and eating it too—

What beautiful things are you thinking about?

"Otherwise, how could my dad be so amazing? Can he compare to ordinary people?"

Upon hearing Qi Tongwei's感慨 (sentiments/remarks), Zhiyi became proud.

At this moment, she felt a mix of emotions, but mostly she felt a great deal of pride and honor.

At the same time, the arrogance that had been building up after achieving some small successes in the past two years was instantly extinguished.

Compared to her father, her own achievements were nothing.

I'm afraid that he could come up with a better plan than I could in a flash of inspiration.

However, his performance was limited by his experience and time.

The thought of Yang Jianguo's erudition and versatility filled Zhiyi with a little despair.

Originally, she thought that one day she would make her father proud of her.

But now, she feels that this little wish has become an unattainable dream. No matter how hard she tries in this life, she can never catch up with her father's achievements.

No, Zhiyi should be satisfied if she can achieve even one-tenth of his level.

'Does my brother know?'

Thinking that Zhiyuan might still be kept in the dark, he was filled with thoughts of surpassing his father one day.

Zhiyi couldn't wait to dial his number.

Such a big thing shouldn't be something I suffer alone.

That's so inappropriate!

Chapter 897 Continuing on Father's Path, Runye's Days

"Hey, bro~"

Zhiyuan, who was so busy he barely had time to breathe, heard that his sister was frantically looking for him everywhere, so he squeezed out some time to come and answer the phone.

I wondered what had happened to her that had caused a change in her relationship.

After hearing what she said, Zhiyuan stood there dumbfounded, and asked with a look of utter despair, "That's it?"

No, you're making such a big deal out of this. It makes me think something terrible has happened to you.

"No, did you even hear what I said? It's several hundred million, and we'll get millions in dividends alone."

"Okay, I understand. You can do whatever you want with the money. If it's not enough, take my share too. Just tell Dad I agree."

Without arguing with her, Yang Zhiyuan hung up and walked back after finishing his sentence.

His project is at a critical juncture; he doesn't have time to waste on her. 'But Dad really kept it well hidden.'

A family trust worth hundreds of millions, with dividends of several million.

It did stir some emotions in Yang Zhiyuan, but compared to his current work and dreams, it was rather insignificant.

Money is important, but sometimes, for some people, it doesn't seem to matter that much.

Zhiyuan's path is almost a carbon copy of Yang Jianguo's.

Since the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology changed the rules to improve the treatment of scientific researchers and no longer directly reclaim patents, Zhiyuan's treatment and income have been rising steadily.

My fixed salary alone is over two thousand a month, plus the patent dividends and bonuses at the end of the year, so I easily made over 20 a month when I was young.

So, he really doesn't lack money.

Runye is also a thrifty person. She keeps her home in perfect order and doesn't like to show off or compare herself with others.

We bought the necessary items for the house, including a TV, a refrigerator, and other new gadgets.

Aside from these, she only bought food, clothes, and other necessities for the children and Zhiyuan.

Alternatively, you could buy some yarn and new cotton to knit a warm sweater and a cozy quilt, so that your body can be well taken care of.

These things don't cost much even if he replaces them every month, so his salary would be superfluous.

However, there are still expenses at home.

eat!

They eat chicken, duck, fish, and meat every day, almost every meal.

Runye is willing to spend money on this.

They even considered buying a house with a large yard, several rooms, and a large open space in front and behind, specifically for growing vegetables and raising livestock.

Fish are difficult to raise, but raising chickens and ducks is a piece of cake.

If I'm really recovering from an injury, it will be convenient to eat, and the key is that I can also add some vegetables to my meals, making the nutrition even more abundant.

"Buy it. Have you found a suitable place? You know where the savings account is."

Years of living in Northwest China have given Zhiyuan a refined, aristocratic manner.

His speech is becoming more and more like that of northern Shaanxi.

"If I don't find anything suitable, I'll make time to go look for some tomorrow."

Runye wanted to find a yard, not only to grow vegetables and raise poultry, but also because her house was becoming increasingly inadequate.

There isn't much room to sleep; one bed is enough.

But Zhiyuan's documents, books, and materials—

The cabinets built into the walls of the three rooms were already full, but that wasn't enough. They kept bringing things home every day, and the key thing was that many of the things inside were important items.

Runye thought of finding a large courtyard and setting aside two rooms specifically for him to use as a study.

One room was used to store his books, documents, and files, while the other room served as his home office. This way, Runye wouldn't have to worry about the children accidentally damaging his things or causing trouble.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

After Zhiyuan finished speaking and didn't hear a response, he turned to look at Runye and found her with a look of utter disbelief. He was stunned and embarrassed, scratching his head.

He had forgotten that he was so busy taking off that he had no time to look after the yard with her.

Yang Zhiyuan said apologetically, "Wait until I finish this project."

Runye smiled and answered quickly, "There's another project."

"Okay, I know you're busy, and the kids and I understand. If you don't believe me, just ask them if they're proud to have you as their dad."

Yang Ruhua: "My dad is the best."

Yang Yuanhang: "That's right. When I was writing an essay, the teacher praised me in front of the whole class and said that my father was a hero."

Only the eldest brother, Yang Tongxian, remained silent, and neither of them took it to heart.

As children grow up, they become more thoughtful and their relationships with their parents are no longer as open and honest as they used to be.

As long as he takes responsibility for himself, stays on the right track, and lives an honest and upright life, there's nothing to criticize about him.

"Dad, you eat meat."

The youngest child, Ruhua, was given a chicken leg from his bowl.

Yang Zhiyuan was overjoyed. He reached out and pulled her close, pressing his face against hers and saying happily, "My daughter is so caring. You are truly my good daughter."

"Dad, you can have my chicken leg too."

Yang Yuanhang was unhappy. He was also his father's little darling, proud of his father, and a good child who knew how to care for him.

"Okay, you are all Daddy's good babies. I will definitely eat this chicken leg clean, even the bones."

Runye watched the scene before her with a smile, feeling a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction.

As long as the family is harmonious and happy, every day is like celebrating the New Year.

Runye took a fresh chicken leg from the basin and put it into her daughter's and second son's bowls, urging the little ones to eat quickly.

After we finish eating, I'll help her prepare the chives so we can make them a big meal of chive and pork dumplings tomorrow.