On the first morning of the New Year, Qin Yun didn’t get up until seven because he was on his phone late last night.
When he opened his phone, he saw more than 99 ssages in all kinds of groups.
For many people, the New Year is the only ti to truly rest after working so hard all year.
"Yun, after breakfast, co with to your grandparents’ house," Qin Guodong said.
"Okay," Qin Yun nodded.
Qin Yun’s grandparents lived in a retirent community. During the New Year, both Qin Guoliang and Qin Guodong offered to bring them to their hos, but the elderly couple was unwilling.
After breakfast, they set off, and by the ti they arrived, the families of Qin Guoliang and Qin Guobin were already there, along with his aunt Qin Dongi’s family.
Since last year, Qin Yun’s grandfather hasn’t been in the best health, experiencing recurring issues. Nonetheless, seeing so many visitors today noticeably brightened his face.
"Guodong, Yun, you’re here!"
Seeing the two arrive, Qin Yun’s grandfather greeted them cheerfully, beckoning Qin Yun over and holding his hand.
Not far away, Qin Fengyu from his third uncle’s family winked at Qin Yun. He, too, had been holding Old Mr. Qin’s hand for quite so ti earlier.
Inside, Qin Xiaotao was also present. Before the New Year, he and Hu Shanshan visited ho and then went to her place, but neither family decided to spend the New Year together, so they returned on the 29th.
Besides Qin Xiaotao, his uncle Qin Guoliang has another son, Qin Xiaohai, who didn’t co ho this year.
Qin Xiaohai is twenty-six now and works at a machinery factory in the city.
Due to past family issues, both Qin Guoliang and Zhang Pandi have worried themselves with frustration, often offering correctional speeches to their sons. Qin Xiaotao turned inward and sensitive, usually keeping his head down.
As for Qin Xiaohai, he was against the lectures. After several heated argunts, he rarely returned ho.
He didn’t co ho for this New Year either.
This thod of education can’t be outright criticized, but no one enjoys frequent criticism.
Qin Yun heard from his father, Qin Guodong, that his uncle, Qin Guoliang, once called to ask Qin Xiaohai to return and work at Celestial Fortune Clothing, offering better comfort and a higher salary, but Qin Xiaohai outright refused.
Of course, this was after Qin Yun first agreed to it, which is why Qin Guoliang called.
Faced with his son’s preference for a lower-paying job and his firm refusal to co back, Qin Guoliang was furious, but in the end, there was nothing he could do.
Holding Qin Yun’s hand, Old Mr. and Mrs. Qin inquired about Qin Guoliang and Qin Yun’s work at the clothing factory. Despite his poor health, Old Mr. Qin’s mind was sharp.
After listening for a while, they bead with pride and said, "Our Yun is truly capable."
"Dad, of course Yun is capable."
"Yun has just started college, and his career is already so impressive. The business in Jinling is also expanding. Who knows, he might beco the richest in Qingwu County soday."
Aunt Qin Dongi and others laughed as they spoke.
They worked at Celestial Fortune Clothing and, although unaware of the situation in Jinling, knew Qin Yun had opened a store there and that most of the factory’s clothes were being shipped to Jinling, allowing them to infer so details.
To have achieved so much in just a few months, give Qin Yun a few decades, and he might truly beco the richest person in Qingwu County.
"Being the richest in Qingwu County is beyond imagination,"
Old Mr. Qin chuckled. Despite saying this, a hint of expectation twinkled in his eyes.
If that day ever cos, the Qin Family would be incredibly prosperous.
After chatting for a while, Old Mr. Qin let go of Qin Yun’s hand, encouraging him to eat so tea eggs and sunflower seeds.
Seeing this, Qin Fengyu seized the chance to approach and said, "Yun, I heard from my dad you returned two days ago?"
Qin Yun nodded with a smile, "Yu, where have you been? I didn’t see you earlier."
"I went out with classmates and only got back on the 30th," Qin Fengyu explained.
Coming back ho for New Year and going out with classmates is quite normal.
Looking at Qin Yun, Qin Fengyu wore an expression of amazent, "Yun, your skills are getting better. A high school classmate of mine is studying in Jinling now and knows about your Celestial Fortune Clothing store."
His cousin could easily compare to young celebrities.
"Really such a coincidence?" Qin Yun laughed in response.
"He ntioned that Cold Dew company. I checked, and Cold Dew is quite large," Qin Fengyu seed to have learned so things and felt so concern for Qin Yun.
Upon checking, it was surprising to realize his cousin was competing against a company worth billions!
In comparison, the small industry in Qingwu County was nothing.
"It’s okay, Yu. Cold Dew can’t do anything to ," hearing Qin Fengyu, Qin Yun deduced the extent of what he knew and smiled.
As they were talking, suddenly the door opened, and a few people walked in.
Seeing these individuals, Qin Yun and Qin Fengyu ceased their conversation.
"Everyone’s here, I see."
A total of three people entered. The speaker was a middle-aged woman in a fur coat, appearing quite plump, holding so items in her hands.
Beside her were two n - a slightly portly middle-aged man and a tall, thin man in his thirties.
All of them had brought sothing with them.
"Sister, brother-in-law, Mingfeng, you’re here,"
Seeing these three, Qin Guodong and the others greeted them with smiles.
Qin Yun had two aunts, with Qin Dongi as his younger one. The woman before them was his elder aunt, Qin Xiaolan, the eldest of their generation.
His elder uncle was nad Wu Kai, also from Wu City. Their son, the tall man in his thirties, was Wu Mingfeng.
Wu Mingfeng excelled in his studies, attending a top university in Beiping, where he stayed to work after graduation and later brought his parents, Wu Kai and Qin Xiaolan, there too.
Eventually, they settled in Beiping, typically only returning once a year for New Year unless sothing major happened.
Gazing around, a smile adorned Qin Xiaolan’s face as she said, "Mingfeng brought lots of things from Beiping, everyone, please try so."
After putting down everything, Qin Xiaolan exchanged a few words with Qin Guodong and the others before turning to Qin Xiaotao, Qin Fengyu, and Qin Yun, exclaiming, "Is this Xiaotao, Yu, and Yun? Wow, it’s been so long, I almost didn’t recognize you all."
She had last returned during the previous New Year, making it a complete year since.
Given such length of ti, a sense of unfamiliarity was natural upon eting again.
"Yu, what year are you in now? About to graduate?"
Qin Xiaolan couldn’t quite rember which year of university Qin Fengyu was in, so she asked.
When relatives gather, the usual practice is to inquire about each other, especially the children’s statuses.
"Aunt, I’m in my third year now,"
Responding to her query, Qin Fengyu answered truthfully.
"Then just one more sester until senior year, and you’ll start interning,"
Qin Xiaolan smiled lightly, "Have you decided where to intern? If you choose Beiping, your cousin Mingfeng could lend a hand."
As she finished speaking, Qin Yun’s grandmother inquired, "Xiaolan, how is Mingfeng’s work going?"
Amidst the conversations, Qin Fengyu discreetly showed sothing on his phone to Qin Yun, which displayed four words.
"Here we go again."
Seemingly awaiting this mont, Qin Xiaolan’s mood visibly lifted, and she spoke energetically, "Mom, Mingfeng’s job is going well. He’s been at the research institute for a few years now, and his leaders value him. He was assigned several projects this year, earning him a monthly salary of twenty thousand, with an annual bonus of forty thousand."
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