Chapter 470 One Surprise After Another
Chapter 470 One Surprise After Another
Chapter 470 One Surprise After Another
It was late at night, past midnight.
The elderly couple and the young couple deliberately moved quietly, sorting through the items methodically so as not to disturb the old man who was sleeping soundly in the next room.
Yu Huan took out four cartons of white cigarettes from the bag full of cigarettes, handed them to Old Yu, and said softly, "Dad, you and Grandpa each have two cartons."
"Okay." Old Yu glanced at Lin Yourong beside him with a smile.
He knew in his heart that these cigarettes must have been made by his in-laws' mother.
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Yu Huan then took out a small, exquisite box from her handbag, casually slipped it into Old Yu's coat pocket, and lowered her voice even further: "Dad, this was given to me by my work unit. Take it and use it."
Teacher Wu saw it and, filled with curiosity, took the small box out of Lao Yu's pocket and opened it.
A uniquely designed fountain pen comes into view, with a metal, unpainted body and a clearly visible, delicate pattern on the cap.
"This pen is really beautiful!" Teacher Wu exclaimed softly as she examined it. "It's a Hero brand, it looks high-end. Huanhuan must be doing exceptionally well at work to receive such a wonderful prize."
Yu Huan raised his chin slightly, looking smug, and teased with a smile, "That's right, your son is 'Boss Brother'!"
Lin Yourong was putting a pack of "Harmony Brings Wealth" cigarettes into a gift bag when she couldn't help but look up, give him a quick, reproachful glance, and say, "Show-off."
Old Yu watched this scene, smiled slightly, glanced down at the fountain pen, and said to Teacher Wu, "If you like it, you can take it."
Teacher Wu quickly closed the box, stuffed it back into Lao Yu's pocket, and replied with a smile, "I don't usually use fountain pens, this is a gift from my son. Besides, You Rong also bought me a cashmere scarf!"
Old Yu laughed heartily after hearing this.
He clutched the cigarette tightly to his chest with one hand, patted his pocket gently with the other, and turned to go back to his room, muttering to himself, "Our son has grown up and become sensible. He even knows to bring us gifts. Yourong is so thoughtful too. We are so fortunate."
Upon hearing such heartfelt words, Yu Huan scratched his head and said, "This is what we should do."
Teacher Wu turned her gaze away from Lao Yu's back and looked at Lin You Rong beside her, saying, "You Rong, Huan Huan has always been stubborn. If he makes you angry in the future, just tell your mother, and she will help you deal with him."
Lin Yourong smiled sweetly and said softly, "Mom, Huanhuan is so good to me. We've never argued. He's always so thoughtful and considerate."
Teacher Wu smiled and said repeatedly, "That's good, that's good. Your father and I are relieved that you two can be loving and harmonious."
With everything prepared, before we knew it, the clock had quietly struck one in the morning.
Yu Huan looked at her yawning parents, said goodnight, and then took Lin Yourong's hand and they went upstairs together.
When Lin Yourong first arrived here, everything around her was full of novelty.
She followed closely behind Yu Huan, her pace unconsciously slowing down. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze lingering on the old photographs hanging on the wall.
Through these photos, one can almost see Yu Huan gradually growing from an innocent little child into a shy and awkward teenager over the long course of time.
Each photo is like amber from time, capturing precious moments of his growth and carrying a wealth of memories.
Suddenly, as if she had discovered something interesting, she couldn't help but stop and point to a photo: "I didn't expect you to be so thin when you were little. Your face was so thin. You look quite different from how you are now, except for your eyes."
In the photo, Yu Huan is wearing open-crotch pants, tightly holding a toy water gun in her hand, her lips slightly pursed, and a shy smile on her face.
At this moment, Yu Huan was looking around the newly renovated living room with great interest. The brand-new sofa and television set were there, but the old and bulky computer desk that used to be there was nowhere to be seen.
Previously, Lao Yu had only mentioned casually that he had tidied up the second floor for him, but seeing the earth-shattering changes with his own eyes, Yu Huan couldn't help but marvel at it.
Upon hearing his wife's teasing words, Yu Huan immediately stopped and looked in the direction she was pointing.
He took two steps forward, looked up at the photograph, and a warm smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
"You've seen my childhood photos, haven't you? I was always skinny and small until high school and college when I started to grow taller. Back then, my classmates often teased me for being a bean sprout."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong tilted her head, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with laughter.
She reached out and gently poked Yu Huan's arm, teasingly saying, "What's wrong with being a bean sprout? You've grown into a strong and upright man now! But seriously, if you had a bit more chubby baby fat on your face when you were little, you would definitely be even cuter."
"Hey, you still think I was skinny when I was little?" Yu Huan chuckled and patted her shoulder, then turned and walked towards the bedroom, saying as she went, "But then again, although I was skinny when I was little, I was very clever. I could climb trees to raid bird nests, go down to the river to catch fish and shrimp, there was nothing I couldn't do. A girl like you who grew up in the city would never understand the joy I had."
Lin Yourong quickened her pace to catch up, spat lightly, and said, "Then when you meet my two cousins, you can ask them if I can climb trees or raid bird nests!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but feel somewhat surprised.
Turning to look at Lin Yourong beside him, he raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Wow! Were you really this naughty when you were little?"
Lin Yourong proudly raised her chin, the corners of her mouth curving upwards even more pronounced, and said with pride, "When it comes to catching cicadas in the summer, I'm the main force!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan's competitive spirit was instantly ignited, and she couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever gone down to the river to catch fish and shrimp?"
"No, not at all." Lin Yourong shook her head gently, but still said defiantly, "However, although I've never gone down to the river to catch fish or shrimp, there are things I can do that you might not. I can also make flower wreaths, wreaths made of all kinds of pretty wildflowers, they look so beautiful when worn on the head."
"Alright, alright, I underestimated you!" Yu Huan conceded defeat and pushed open the brand-new door.
The young couple flirted and teased each other as they entered the bedroom one after the other.
As soon as Yu Huan stepped into the room and turned on the light, her steps seemed to freeze in place.
"This...this change is too drastic, isn't it?" he muttered to himself involuntarily, his face full of astonishment.
At this moment, everything in front of him seemed so unfamiliar that he even began to doubt whether he had entered the wrong room.
Those old objects that once held countless childhood memories for him, though slightly worn, were incredibly dear to him. Now, they have all vanished without a trace, replaced by sets of brand-new furniture.
A cream-colored dressing table was placed in front of the window.
Yu Huan subconsciously took a deep breath, expecting to smell a pungent odor, but to her surprise, she was greeted by a faint woody fragrance, mixed with a subtle aromatherapy scent, which was refreshing and pleasant.
Lin Yourong was completely unaware of the turmoil in Yu Huan's heart at that moment. When she saw him suddenly stop and stand still, she turned around and looked at his stunned profile with a face full of doubt.
"what's wrong?"
"The hearts of parents are truly selfless!" Yu Huan couldn't help but sigh deeply, turning to look at Lin Yourong and saying, "Didn't you notice that the furniture and decorations on the second floor look newer? My parents didn't really tell me about it, and they quietly redecorated the place." Lin Yourong looked surprised, then suddenly realized and looked around.
She smiled gently and nodded slightly, saying, "That is indeed the heart of parents everywhere."
Yu Huan looked down and pointed to the ground, then continued, "Look here, the old wood-grain floor used to be cracked in many places. Now it's been replaced with these light gray floor tiles, all of which have been re-laid."
"Yes." Lin Yourong nodded gently and said with a sweet smile, "Mom and Dad definitely hope that we can stay comfortably when we come back."
Hearing Lin Yourong's words, Yu Huan felt a warm glow in her heart.
Her tone suggested that she already considered herself part of the family, which made Yu Huan feel incredibly comfortable.
He walked to the window, pulled back the curtains, reached out and touched the thermally broken aluminum alloy window frame, and lightly tapped the double-glazed glass with his fingers, producing a crisp "bang bang" sound.
Just then, a strange sense of regret welled up in my heart.
He thought to himself that with these soundproof windows, he would probably never hear the familiar sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking outside again.
“Oh…darling…”
Upon hearing Lin Yourong's surprised and puzzled voice, Yu Huan immediately turned around to look.
She was sitting upright on the edge of the bed, her slender, fair fingers holding a large, thick red envelope, which stood out prominently in the soft light.
Yu Huan walked over to her in a few steps, sat down next to her, and asked curiously, "Where did this come from?"
Lin Yourong's lips curled up, forming a sweet smile.
She handed the red envelope to Yu Huan, her voice tinged with surprise, and said, "I just picked up the pillow to take a look, and I didn't expect to find this underneath."
Yu Huan accepted the red envelope; it felt heavy and substantial in her hand.
The front of the red envelope has a gold-stamped "囍" character printed on it, while the back reads "百年好合" (May you have a long and happy marriage).
Yu Huan gently weighed the red envelope in her hand and joked with a smile, "Looks like Mom and Dad have prepared another big surprise for us. I wonder how much money is inside."
As he spoke, he opened the red envelope.
Inside, there was a neatly stacked stack of brand-new 100-yuan bills, bound together with bundles of banknote paper. Without even counting, it was clear that there were at least 10,000 yuan inside.
Watching this scene, Lin Yourong spoke softly, her voice tinged with suspicion, "Darling... the other pillow... could it be..."
Yu Huan instantly understood.
The two turned around at the same time, their eyes almost simultaneously locking onto another pillow.
Yu Huan quickly lay down on the bed, reached out and grabbed the pillow, then tossed it aside.
Sure enough, a square and thick red envelope appeared right in front of me.
"There really is!" Yu Huan exclaimed in surprise.
He grabbed the red envelope, looked at the four gold-embossed characters on it, and said with a smile, "May you have a long and happy marriage, and be of one heart forever."
Immediately, he sat back down on the edge of the bed and opened the red envelope to check it out.
Inside was also a stack of brand-new 100-yuan bills, neatly bound together with bundled banknote paper.
Yu Huan excitedly patted the two large red envelopes lightly on Lin Yourong's thigh and said half-jokingly, "This trip back for the Spring Festival was so worthwhile, I made 40,000 yuan in one go!"
Lin Yourong smiled gently.
She picked up the red envelope and gently tossed it into Yu Huan's arms, then casually made up an excuse, saying, "This is from Mom and Dad for both of us. You should keep it; there are always many expenses at home."
She rarely inquired about household expenses and never managed the accounts.
Yu Huanle nodded with a chuckle, then took Lin Yourong's hand and said earnestly, "Wife, since you trust me so much, I'll keep it for now. But don't worry, I'll definitely plan this money carefully and won't waste a single penny."
For him right now, more money is always better.
"You're so good at talking, of course I believe you." Lin Yourong smiled and kicked off her slippers, then climbed onto the inside of the bed.
Yu Huan casually placed the two large red envelopes on the bedside table, then began to take off her clothes, preparing to go to sleep.
"Honey, the surprises today have been one after another. I'm so touched." Yu Huan said as she quickly took off her clothes, leaving her only in a thermal undershirt and long underwear.
He turned to look at Lin Yourong, who was lying on her back on the bed.
Her long, black hair was spread out on the pillow, and under the soft light, her face appeared exceptionally fair, with captivating beauty in her eyes and brows.
Lin Yourong nodded slightly: "Yes, Mom and Dad renovated the second floor and prepared a big red envelope. They even gave you 500,000 yuan for renovations before... They are really too good to you."
"Parents are so selfless in their devotion to their children, giving everything they have so that we can have a better life," Yu Huan said with deep emotion.
He reached out and turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness instantly.
Yu Huan gently pulled the blanket over herself and slipped into bed.
The moment his body touched the soft mattress, an irresistible wave of weariness washed over him.
It was already past 1 a.m., and he rarely stayed up this late, so he couldn't help but let out a big yawn.
Suddenly feeling a soft, warm body embrace him, he instinctively turned to the side, opened his arms, and pulled her into his embrace.
His chin rested affectionately on the top of her head, and the faint fragrance emanating from her hair lingered around his nose.
He murmured comfortably, "Goodnight, my wife."
"Good night," Lin Yourong replied softly.
The room fell silent, with only the sound of their even and harmonious breathing mingling together.
(End of this chapter)
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