House Dad's Literary Life

Becoming the only person in the Yang family, apart from Yang Chonggui, who knew these secrets, Yang Yi did not show any unusual behavior later on. His life at home was still the same, and he and Yang Chonggui were still living the life of ordinary people.

However, there was still a slight change!

In the days leading up to the Spring Festival, the two brothers, Yang Yi and Yang Qing, drove back and forth to the county town several times. The house had been built not long ago and was quite simple inside. Taking advantage of the fact that both brothers were there and it was convenient to have a car, they went to the county town to buy some furniture and household appliances, and then came back to decorate.

Not to mention the TV, refrigerator, air conditioner, and so on, Yang Yi also had someone install a telephone line at home. The place basically couldn’t get a mobile signal, so making phone calls usually required going to the neighbor’s house, which was quite inconvenient.

In addition to those basic household appliances and furniture, Yang Yi also bought an electric pump and a large solar water heater. The electric pump was placed in the well, and after being powered on, the water could be directly pumped up, saving manpower, and it could pump water into the solar water heater on the roof.

With these, using water at home would be much more convenient in the future, and Xixi wouldn’t have to worry about being boiled in a pot!

This big movement naturally attracted the attention of many villagers in Wudaokou Village. Every day, people found excuses to come and see the new household appliances in the old Yang family. There were also many envious eyes and discussions in private.

“Ah Gui, you don’t have any farming skills, but you have two good sons with Yue’e. From being poor, to getting out of poverty a few years ago, and now suddenly becoming the richest man in our village!” Village Chief Dong Qi also came, looking at the big change in the Yang family, and sighed deeply to Yang Chonggui.

Dong Qi was a relative of Dong Yue’e, belonging to the same generation as Dong Yue’e, but his age was similar to that of Yang Chonggui. However, he didn’t come this time to reminisce about the past.

To get rich, one must first build roads, this saying couldn’t be more accurate. Although there was road leading to Wudaokou Village in the town now, it was built a few years ago, and could only accommodate tractors, not large trucks! It greatly affected the sale of agricultural products and mountain goods in the village. The village had long planned to build roads, but the villagers’ fundraising wasn’t enough to build a road that could accommodate large trucks. Dong Qi came over for this matter, wanting to ask Yang Yi for help.

Dong Qi beat around the bush for a while before getting to the point, but he found it difficult to speak up. However, Yang Yi was willing to donate generously! After the conversation with his father that night, Yang Yi had already planned to help the village.

After some discussion, Yang Yi donated 3 million yuan, plus the money raised by the village before, and the subsidies from the government, it was enough to widen and reinforce the original road and build a new road.

There should be money left, and quite a bit at that.

Yang Yi proposed to Dong Qi that the remaining money should be used to pave the muddy roads in front of each household in the village with cement, as much as possible. In the future, when Yang Yi drives back, he won’t have to be so overly cautious, driving at a turtle’s pace, for fear that the bumps will toss the car into a ditch.

Of course, this money needed to be supervised. Yang Chonggui, who usually had nothing to do and was full of righteous fervor, naturally had to shoulder this responsibility.

There was no need to talk about these trivial matters. Yang Yi, who donated the money, had gained the support of many villagers. Most of the villagers were still quite simple. Although the Yang family had become rich and was leading the way, which made some people jealous, Yang Yi did not forget his elders and fellow villagers. This sentiment was remembered by them.

Indeed, in the days since the news had spread, the Yang family’s home had been bustling with visitors. However, this time they were not there to admire at the Yang family’s house and appliances. The simple villagers had brought Yang Yi many local products, as well as some game from the mountains such as pheasants and wild birds. These items were not valuable because they couldn’t be sold, but it’s the thought that counts. They had brought them over for Yang Yi’s wife and daughter to taste, which could be considered as a way to reciprocate Yang Yi’s kindness.

……

Two days before the Spring Festival, Yang Qing’s partner came to visit.

Yang Qing’s partner’s name was Zheng Shuyi, who was from Zhengjia Village in the same town. In terms of geographical location, Zhengjia Village was much better than Wudaokou Village. It was not only close to the town but also to the county seat. Therefore, even though both were rural areas, Zhengjia Village was obviously much richer.

Because the roads were smooth, most households in Zhengjia Village had moved into high-rise buildings, and even the wealthiest few had started driving small cars.

Normally, such a wealthy village would not likely marry their daughters off to Wudaokou Village.

But who let the Yang family suddenly become wealthy, able to afford an eloquent matchmaker, who praised Yang Qing and the Yang family to the skies. As a result, Zheng Shuyi’s mother was willing to let the two young people meet and try.

Originally it was just to give it a try, and Zheng Shuyi’s mother hadn’t even thought about marrying her daughter to such a remote Wudaokou Village. But who would have known? Yang Qing’s honest and simple nature, coupled with Zheng Shuyi’s gentle and virtuous demeanor, the moment they met, they hit it off. freewёbnoνel.com

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It didn’t come to the point where it was a matter of marrying no one but Yang Qing or resorting to drastic measures. Zheng Shuyi’s parents were quite satisfied with Yang Qing, a hardworking and straightforward young man. At one point, they even considered having Yang Qing become a son-in-law in Zhengjia Village.

Of course, this was impossible!

Fortunately, with the help of Yang Yi, the Yang family’s foundation gradually became wealthy, and could afford the dowry that the Zheng family wanted. In addition, After the parents of both sides had met several times and dispelled the doubts and worries of the Zheng family about the Yang family, Zheng Shuyi’s parents were finally willing to marry their daughter into the Yang family.

Of course, not to mention those mundane matters, Yang Qing and Zheng Shuyi got along very well. Once it was confirmed that Zheng Shuyi was going to visit, Yang Qing, in a rare move, took the initiative to ask his elder brother to drive him to pick up Zheng Shuyi.

Zheng Shuyi was not considered a beauty, but she had a clear appearance, was not tall or short, not fat or thin, and was a pleasant-looking girl. She had a high school education, which was better than Yang Qing and Yang Yi. She was knowledgeable and polite, but not delicate. According to Yang Qing, she usually helped with the field work at home. After she came to their house, she even rushed to help in the kitchen. Mo Fei, who had just learned to pick vegetables, was out of a job.

Hearing that Uncle Qingzi’s wife1came, Xixi was curious. She just came back from a walk outside with her grandfather, and immediately grabbed her father’s hand, eagerly rushing into the kitchen to see the real person.

“Is she Uncle Qingzi’s wife?” The little girl, seeing a stranger there, became a bit shy. She nestled behind her dad, tugging at his clothes, and whispered softly.

“Yes, but you have to call her aunt directly, not Uncle Qingzi’s wife. These are two different things.” Yang Yi corrected with a smile.

Zheng Shuyi also saw Xixi and waved her hand to greet her, but when she heard the conversation between Yang Yi and Xixi, she felt a bit shy, after all, she hadn’t officially married into the family yet.

“Why are you all gathered here?” Yang Qing came over, feeling concerned. He, a reserved person, couldn’t help but speak, and said to Yang Yi and Yang Huan, who was giggling on the side, “Okay, okay, just take a look, don’t scare Shuyi.”

Yang Qing, with his boyfriend power maxed out, began shooing people away. Yang Yi had to lead his daughter out, but Xixi’s innocent voice still came over.

The little girl was now familiar with Yang Qing and she couldn’t wait to share her impressions with him: “Uncle Qingzi, Aunt is also super pretty!”

Yang Qing didn’t know what to say again. He scratched his head and laughed foolishly, “Really?”

“Yes! I like aunt’s hair. Papa, can you help me braid my hair like hers?” The little girl’s thoughts were very jumpy2, but her words still made Zheng Shuyi a little happy. She couldn’t help but touch the braids she had spent a long time braiding for Brother Qingzi today.

“Sister-in-law, your daughter has a sweet mouth.” Zheng Shuyi said enviously to Mo Fei, “If I could have a daughter as lovely as yours, it would be wonderful.”

“You will. After you and Qingzi get married, you will soon have your own baby, and it will definitely be very cute.” Mo Fei and Zheng Shuyi, both yet to officially become daughters-in-law, have already started chatting. Mo Fei actually envied Zheng Shuyi even more because Zheng Shuyi and Yang Qing’s wedding date had already been set for May.

As for her and Yang Yi’s wedding, it seemed like they still didn’t know when it would happen…

Although it has been agreed with Yang Yi that they would go back to Jiangcheng for the Spring Festival, and get their marriage certificate, it was just a piece of paper. For women, the most important thing was still that wedding ceremony…

As the two of them were chatting, Dong Yue’e, who didn’t allow men to cook and was personally in charge of the cooking, frowned.