usatvline Chapter 471 Huan-ge, I will definitely work hard!
Chapter 471 Huan-ge, I will definitely work hard!
Chapter 471 Huan-ge, I will definitely work hard!
Even without the usual crowing of roosters and barking of dogs to break the tranquility in the bedroom, Yu Huan's long-dormant biological clock seemed to be activated as soon as she arrived in the countryside.
Before dawn, he slowly opened his eyes from his deep sleep.
The morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft golden glow over the room and promising a warm and pleasant day.
Turn around and look.
Lin Yourong beside him was still immersed in a sweet dream. Her breathing was even and gentle, clearly audible in the quiet room, like a soft breeze brushing past his ear, bringing him peace and comfort.
Faint, barely audible noises occasionally drifted from downstairs.
Yu Huan subconsciously reached out and groped around the pillow until his fingertips touched the cold phone. He picked it up and turned on the screen, and the words "6:53" clearly appeared in his eyes.
I wanted to take a short nap, but as soon as I closed my eyes, the drowsiness completely disappeared, and I felt refreshed, as if I had been thoroughly awakened by the morning's energy.
Yu Huan hesitated for a moment, but finally gently moved Lin Yourong away from him.
He slowly got out of bed, making every movement as quiet as possible so as not to make a sound and disturb Lin Yourong's sweet dream.
There was no air conditioning or heating in the room, and a chill instantly hit him. He couldn't help but shiver, quickly put on his clothes, and slipped on his slippers to go to the door.
He glanced back at Lin Yourong, who was lying on her side, fast asleep with a faint smile on her lips.
Yu Huan thought to herself, "Let her sleep a little longer."
She then gently opened the door, slipped out through the crack, and then carefully closed it again with the same gentle movements.
He heard a soft "click" as the door lock engaged, and then he walked toward the stairwell as usual.
Stepping into the courtyard, the sunlight in the field of vision became even brighter.
Yu Huan immediately spotted Lao Yu's back as he squatted by the sink, intently washing vegetables with practiced and serious movements.
Yu Huan's lips unconsciously curled up, and she cheerfully greeted, "Dad, good morning."
Old Yu turned around when he heard the sound.
The sunlight shone on his face, clearly outlining the wrinkles left by the years, but his smile was still so warm and kind.
He didn't stop washing the vegetables as he said, "You're up so early today. Your grandpa isn't even up yet."
“The old man went to bed late last night too. It’s a blessing to be able to sleep well.” Yu Huan said as she stepped forward, her gaze falling on the vibrant green lettuce in Old Yu’s hand.
Just then, Teacher Wu's voice suddenly came: "Huanhuan, is Yourong awake yet?"
Yu Huan looked in the direction the sound came from and saw Teacher Wu leaning halfway out of the kitchen with a questioning look on her face.
"It's still early, let her sleep a little longer," Yu Huan replied, raising her hand to smooth the bangs that were hanging down her forehead, a casual and carefree gesture.
Looking at her handsome son, Teacher Wu smiled kindly and said, "You Rong must work very hard, so let's not disturb her for now. How about we have breakfast first—noodles?"
“Okay.” Yu Huan nodded, a sly glint in her eyes, and teased, “Mom, you and Dad have prepared a big surprise for us! Wow, there are two bundles of hundred-yuan bills under the pillow!”
Old Yu stopped washing the vegetables, straightened up, and said with a smile, "This is just a small token of our appreciation. You two have only been married a short time and need money for many things. As your parents, we can't offer much help, so this little bit is our blessing for you."
A gentle breeze swept by, carrying the unique freshness of the countryside, and ruffled the hem of Yu Huan's clothes.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath of the cool, pure air, feeling increasingly relaxed and happy. He jokingly exclaimed, "Thank you, Mom and Dad, for this profound love!"
As soon as the humorous words were spoken, the elderly couple burst into laughter in unison.
Laughter echoed in the quiet courtyard, filling it with a warm and cozy atmosphere.
Teacher Wu lowered her head and exchanged a glance with Old Yu, her eyes full of laughter, and said softly, "You're right, our son is quite glib these days!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan instinctively opened her mouth, intending to retort.
Before he could even speak, Ms. Wu had already turned around and walked briskly back to the kitchen.
Yu Huan scratched his head helplessly.
After washing a basket of romaine lettuce, Old Yu bent down and grabbed a handful of scallions with soil still clinging to their roots. He carefully rinsed them under the tap, saying, "Don't mind it. Your mother was just saying it casually. She's actually quite happy to hear you say that."
"I know," Yu Huan replied with a smile.
Afterwards, Yu Huan brushed her teeth and washed her face in an orderly manner, and then went to check out the storage room.
As soon as he entered the storage room, his eyes were drawn to the tables, chairs, and benches.
These were clearly transported from the shops, and according to the previous explanation, quite a few should have been distributed out as well.
Yu Huan glanced around casually, then shifted her gaze to the motorcycle covered with a dust cloth near the entrance.
He strode forward, reached out and lifted the dust cover, revealing a clean, sleek Honda scooter.
Although Lin Yourong has owned this car for many years, its overall appearance is still as good as new.
Looking at the motorcycle, Yu Huan couldn't help but smile knowingly, remembering his wife's promise to take him for a spin.
I secretly decided that I would go out for a ride in the afternoon.
With that thought in mind, he promptly and decisively lifted the dust cover, threw it aside, then got on the motorcycle and tried turning the throttle.
Just then, he suddenly heard a light footstep behind him. He instinctively turned around and saw Old Master Yu standing at the door of the storage room.
The grandfather and grandson looked at each other, both smiling.
The old man spoke first: "I heard this motorcycle has a lining, and it looks brand new to me—can she ride it herself?"
Yu Huan got off the motorcycle and walked briskly to Grandpa Yu.
With a teasing smile, he joked, "Motorcycles are banned in the city now, and I've never seen her ride one. She just said she'd take me for a ride when she got back."
"Really? You Rong looks so quiet and gentle, I never expected she could ride a motorcycle!" Grandpa Yu said with a smile as he turned around and walked steadily into the courtyard.
At that moment, Teacher Wu came out of the kitchen and shouted with a bright smile, "The noodles are all ready, come and eat!"
"Let me rinse my mouth first." Upon hearing this, Grandpa Yu quickly quickened his pace.
Inside the kitchen, a rich and mellow aroma filled the air. Teacher Wu had already served the steaming noodles and neatly arranged them on the dining table.
Each bowl of noodles is topped with a golden poached egg, and sprinkled with bright green scallions, making it incredibly appetizing.
As soon as Yu Huan sat down at the table, she couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks, pick up a noodle, and put it in her mouth.
Just then, Old Yu walked in from outside. Seeing Yu Huan eating with relish, he couldn't help but laugh and tease, "Look at how you're wolfing down your food." Yu Huan hurriedly swallowed the noodles in his mouth and replied, "I can only blame my mom for making such delicious noodles. They're just right for my taste."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slurped up a large mouthful of noodles.
Teacher Wu brought over a small bowl of diced radish, gently placed it in the center of the table, and said with a smile, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
Yu Huan's mouth was stuffed full, so he could only nod vaguely.
Just as Yu Huan was enjoying her meal, the old man's loud and penetrating voice suddenly rang out from outside: "Huanhuan, the Xu family boy is looking for you!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan responded with an "Oh".
He quickly picked up the bowl of noodles he hadn't finished eating, stood up, and strode towards the kitchen door.
Stepping out of the kitchen, Yu Huan immediately saw Xu Hui standing in the yard.
This guy, dressed in a rather flashy orange down jacket, looked rather reservedly at the old man brushing his teeth in the yard, his mouth full of white foam.
Upon noticing Yu Huan's arrival, Xu Hui's gaze immediately fell on the bowl of noodles in Yu Huan's hand, and a shy smile instantly appeared on his face as he stammered a greeting.
"Huan, Brother Huan."
"Hey." Yu Huan nodded slightly, slurped up another mouthful of noodles, and inadvertently noticed the red gift bag Xu Hui was carrying. She raised her eyebrows and said half-jokingly, "Xu Hui, you came prepared!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Hui scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "Brother Huan, it's almost Chinese New Year, and I didn't know what you liked, so I just casually mentioned some cigarettes and alcohol."
Holding a bowl of noodles in one hand, Yu Huan walked up to Xu Hui with a friendly smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You little rascal, bringing things to my door so early in the morning, that's quite thoughtful. Come on, come inside and sit down."
After saying that, he turned around and led Xu Hui toward the kitchen.
Seeing that Yu Huan not only did not refuse, but was also so warm towards him, Xu Hui felt an indescribable sense of comfort.
"Have you had breakfast yet?" Yu Huan asked without turning her head.
Xu Hui quickly replied, "Brother Huan, I've already eaten."
The two entered the kitchen one after the other.
Yu Huan placed the bowl on the dining table, sat down leisurely, pointed to the empty seat next to her with her chopsticks, and said to Xu Hui, "Please sit down, don't be shy, make yourself at home."
Xu Hui glanced somewhat nervously at Lao Yu and Teacher Wu, who were eating noodles, and greeted them one by one as "Uncle" and "Auntie," before solemnly saying, "Happy New Year."
"Hey, Xu Hui, Happy New Year." Old Yu nodded with a smile.
Xu Hui glanced at Teacher Wu, who was smiling at him, before sitting down and gently placing the gift bag in his hand on the empty seat next to him.
Yu Huan finished the noodles in the bowl in no time, then picked up the bowl, tilted his head back and drank a big mouthful of delicious noodle soup, let out a satisfied burp, and then put down his chopsticks.
He leaned back in his chair casually, his gaze falling on Xu Hui's thick eyebrows, and asked, "How are things going at Wenheyou?"
“Just follow the steps,” Xu Hui replied.
Yu Huan nodded, and then noticed the old man walking in from the doorway. She quickly stood up and walked towards the tea table.
He prepared to pour a few cups of hot tea, and also to make room for the old man to sit down.
"Xu Hui, where's your sister?" The old man's loud voice echoed in the kitchen, carrying a mixture of curiosity and concern, after all, she was his future granddaughter-in-law.
"sleep."
"Oh, did your family ask you to bring these things over?" The old man's tone was slightly teasing. "In my opinion, your sister should have delivered them!"
"No, I gave it to Huan Ge myself." Xu Hui's tone was full of restraint.
At this moment, Teacher Wu also joined the conversation, her voice filled with a smile: "Xiao Hui, you're so thoughtful to think of giving Huanhuan something during the New Year."
Xu Hui, always honest, quickly added upon hearing this, "My sister asked me to take it. Huan-ge has also taken good care of me."
Upon hearing this, the old man burst into laughter: "This child is just like his great-grandfather, a simple-minded person."
“Xu Hui, you probably haven’t met your great-grandfather, have you?” Old Yu interjected.
"I don't remember," Xu Hui said softly.
"He was probably only a little over a year old at that time, so he definitely wouldn't remember." The old man finished speaking and slurped up a mouthful of noodles.
Yu Huan listened to the conversation behind her, a smile spreading across her face as she skillfully brewed ginger, salt, sesame, and bean tea.
Teacher Wu had already prepared all the ingredients and brewed five cups in no time.
After brewing the tea, Yu Huan carried two steaming cups of tea back to the dining table.
He handed Xu Hui a teacup and said, "Come on, let's go outside and talk."
"Okay." Xu Hui accepted it with both hands, as if granted a pardon, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.
Yu Huan raised her voice again, told her family that there was ginger and salt tea on the table, and then led Xu Hui to the main room.
“It’s been quite a while since we two brothers have had a chat.” Yu Huan held his teacup steady, glanced back at Xu Hui who was following closely behind him, and smiled gently. “You’ve been at Wenheyou for a few months, have you really just been following the routine?”
After a moment's thought, Xu Hui replied earnestly, "Brother Huan, just like you said before, I've been learning how to make crayfish... You might not know, but many customers are particularly fond of the restaurant's specialty snacks."
Yu Huan walked into the main room, casually found a seat at the small square table, then gestured to the empty chair next to him, and said with deep agreement, "This business model is indeed worth learning from."
"Mm." Xu Hui nodded in agreement and bowed as he sat down.
Yu Huan gently blew on the tea leaves and sesame seeds floating in the cup, and the rising steam carried a rich aroma of tea.
He took a sip of hot tea, feeling the slightly salty tea spread on his tongue, and asked Xu Hui with a smile, "So how's your learning going? If a perfect score is ten, what score would you give yourself?"
Xu Hui was picking up his teacup to drink when he heard this and paused, falling into deep thought.
The rising steam blurred his vision. After a while, he slowly spoke: "Seven points, I guess. Although I know the operation process, the proportions of various seasonings, and the order of addition, I feel that it is still missing a little detail."
Yu Huan knew that Xu Hui had obsessive-compulsive disorder and always had high standards for himself, and that he was evaluating himself from a professional perspective.
He reached out and patted Xu Hui on the shoulder, a gentle smile on his face, and said, "You've only been studying for a few months, and getting seven points is already very good. Haste makes waste. You have plenty of time to learn and grow."
"Yes, Brother Huan, I will definitely work hard!" Xu Hui nodded vigorously and took a sip of tea.
(End of this chapter)