yournovel Chapter 195 Two Years Less Struggle
Chapter 195 Two Years Less Struggle
Chapter 195 Twenty Years Less Struggle
As time passed, the hour hand of the wall clock quietly passed eleven o'clock.
A lingering fragrance floated in the air.
The two stainless steel bowls on the coffee table were now empty, containing only soup, spices, and side dishes. The empty shells of crayfish were piled up in small mounds on the coffee table.
The whole place was a mess.
After the meal, everyone felt satisfied and content.
After a hearty meal, Yu Chengcheng quickly washed up in the bathroom before coming out.
Xu Hui, his face flushed after downing a bottle of beer, was cleaning up the mess with Xu Qian.
Yu Songnian also picked up a mop and swept up the food scraps on the floor.
As guests who had come from afar, Yu Chengcheng, just like Yu Huan, slumped onto the sofa, both of them touching their bellies in unison.
Seeing him typing on his phone, she hurriedly and silently leaned over.
Yu Chengcheng glanced at him slyly.
The chat interface prominently displayed the words "Wife".
Yu Huan noticed her younger cousin's spying and quickly turned to the side.
He held the back of his phone against Yu Chengcheng's face, indicating that he wouldn't let her see.
Yu Chengcheng sat back down, grinned mischievously, and said with a hint of teasing, "Wife, huh?"
"We've already got the marriage certificate, we just haven't had a wedding ceremony yet. What else could she be but my wife?" Yu Huan shrugged.
"Holy crap!" Yu Chengcheng exclaimed in shock, "Really?"
Yu Songnian, who was mopping the floor, interrupted when he heard this: "It's true, she's the daughter of a big boss at Huan's company, a rich and beautiful woman! Her conditions are amazing!"
Based on his fleeting glimpse of his sister-in-law on his phone screen, the woman wearing sunglasses was undoubtedly a stunning beauty with an elegant demeanor.
Yu Huan smiled and put her phone back in her pocket, then asked Yu Chengcheng, "When is Auntie coming back?"
"New Year's Day morning, I guess." Yu Chengcheng's shocked expression slowly faded, and she asked, "I'll be staying in the city for two days. Do you have any recommendations for affordable and comfortable hotels nearby?"
"Why don't you stay here?" Yu Songnian said without hesitation. "You can sleep with Qianqian, and I'll sleep on the sofa."
Lin Yourong had just landed in Qiantang when she sent a message to Yu Huan.
He consulted his first wife and asked to let his cousin, with whom he had grown up, stay for two days.
At this moment, he hurriedly said to Yu Chengcheng, "I have a spare room over there, but your sister-in-law isn't here, so you'll have to make your own bed."
Upon hearing this, Yu Songnian interjected, "Brother Huan, have you already moved?"
Yu Huan patted her stomach: "I just moved here this afternoon."
Yu Chengcheng covered her mouth and let out a burp, then asked, "Brother Huan, did you rent or buy the house?"
"What do you think? A rich woman like your sister-in-law, does she still need to rent a place?" Yu Songnian responded, leaning the mop against the door, then turned around and said, "Damn! Huan-ge, you've moved to a new house, you have to treat us to a meal!"
"No problem!" Yu Huan gave an 'OK' sign and readily agreed.
He coughed slightly, then looked at Xu Hui: "Xu Hui, how about coming to my place to cook tomorrow afternoon?"
"Okay." Xu Hui appeared unusually shy.
Yu Huan added, "But it only has natural gas connected—"
Xu Qian smiled and said, "Brother Huan, if you need anything from the kitchen, just go to the restaurant and get it. They have everything."
“That’s true.” Yu Huan nodded, deeply agreeing.
Their conversation left Yu Chengcheng completely bewildered: "A restaurant?"
Yu Songnian chuckled and explained, "My sister-in-law invested in a shop to open a restaurant, but now it's going to be demolished. Not only is she rich, but she's also incredibly lucky!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Chengcheng facepalmed: "This sounds a bit surreal to me. Are you planning to prank me?"
"Prank you?" Yu Huan patted her head, which was covered by a baseball cap, speechless. "Orange, you're overthinking it."
"Speaking of this, my head was smashed by the previous landlord who came to my door and made a scene. I needed five stitches and they paid me 30,000 yuan in compensation." Yu Songnian said this while shaking his head and looking very proud.
"Magical, so magical." Yu Chengcheng exclaimed, "It feels like your lives have suddenly become much more exciting the moment I'm not around."
Yu Songnian scratched his head: "We've all entered the workforce."
“That’s true.” Yu Chengcheng nodded.
After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, we rested for a while.
Seeing that it was getting late, Yu Huan patted her bottom and stood up: "Song Nian, you've gone to a lot of trouble today. Chengzi and I will head over now and contact you again tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow night!" Yu Songnian hurriedly got up to see him off.
Yu Huan glanced at Xu Hui, who was huddled inside the doorway, in the stairwell: "Aren't you coming with me?"
“He’s sleeping on the sofa here,” Yu Songnian interjected.
The group said their goodbyes briefly.
Yu Huan led Yu Chengcheng through the dimly lit alleyways, winding and turning, until they got into the little BMW.
After starting the engine, he turned to Yu Chengcheng, who was fastening her seatbelt with a "click," and said, "Let's go to the restaurant to move some things first."
"Okay," Yu Chengcheng replied.
The drive took just over a minute, and before the engine even warmed up, we arrived at our destination and pulled over to the curb.
Yu Chengcheng pushed open the passenger door, stood under the banner, and read out each word: "Shuntian Gaima Fan".
"How's the late-night snack tonight?" Yu Huan asked as she unlocked the padlock and pushed open the glass door.
"The taste is quite authentic." Yu Chengcheng exclaimed sincerely, she had a very satisfying meal tonight.
“Xu Hui is the chef I invited,” Yu Huan introduced. “He has been working here for almost a month.”
"No wonder." Yu Chengcheng followed closely into the restaurant.
As Yu Huan turned on the lights in the dining area from the main control panel, the previously dim and unclear objects suddenly became clearly visible.
Because the price bureau's damage assessment process has not yet been completed, the scene remains messy and has not been tidied up.
Yu Chengcheng looked around and said, "How did it get smashed like this?"
“The previous homeowner brought people over to cause trouble,” Yu Huan explained casually. “They paid a total of 50,000 yuan in compensation, 30,000 for Song Nian and 20,000 for me. A few accomplices will also pay compensation, but it shouldn’t be much.”
"Fuck!" Yu Chengcheng exclaimed, hands on her hips. "I thought Song Nian bumped his head because he wasn't looking where he was going and was just joking! Turns out it's all true!" After a busy afternoon and a full meal, Yu Huan, feeling sleepy, let out a big yawn.
Although it was late at night, Yu Chengcheng was full of energy, her eyes bright and alert, clearly still jet-lagged.
Yu Huan rummaged through the open kitchen, searching for suitable kitchen utensils.
There are only frying spoons here, no spatulas; all you can see are double-handled pots.
I finally found a wok with a handle. It looked a bit rusty, but it had obviously never been used. After washing it and then greasing it with hot oil, it would definitely look brand new.
Then they went to the storeroom to look for seasonings.
The two cousins made several trips back and forth before they finished moving everything. Yu Huan even managed to find three relatively new trash cans to take back with her.
Finally, Yu Huan carried the last 20-liter bucket of soybean oil, slowly moved it to the back of the BMW, and put it in the trunk.
Once everything was ready, he clapped his hands and drove home.
The little BMW sped along the deserted streets.
Seeing Yu Huan's sleepy appearance as he kept yawning, Yu Chengcheng couldn't help but ask, "Brother Huan, what time do you go to work tomorrow?"
"Nine to five." Yu Huan fought off sleepiness, her eyes fixed on the road.
"Are you going back to the county for the New Year's Day holiday?" Yu Chengcheng continued to ask.
"No, I have to go to work."
"Do employees of public institutions have to work on New Year's Day?" Yu Chengcheng asked, somewhat puzzled.
“It’s the morning paper, sis! It’s published every day, but our department will have a day off on New Year’s Day,” Yu Huan explained.
“Sure, I’ll go back tonight.” Yu Chengcheng chuckled. “By then, my parents will have already tidied up the house. I can just go back and enjoy everything ready-made. I don’t have to do anything. I can eat and sleep as usual.”
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but exclaim, "As expected of you!"
Shortly after.
Yu Huan turned the steering wheel to the left, and the BMW slowly turned left, finally stopping in front of the retractable gate.
Yu Chengcheng leaned forward, her gaze passing through the windshield to the large characters on the gatehouse—"Cigarette Factory Dormitory"—and she couldn't help but read them aloud one by one.
“This is my mother-in-law’s work unit apartment, and my wife and I live here now,” Yu Huan explained to her.
"What about your mother-in-law and the others?"
"They don't live together; they own several houses."
"Wow!" Yu Chengcheng was increasingly finding her older cousin, with whom she had grown up, a bit unpredictable: "Does your mother-in-law work in a cigarette factory?"
"Yes and no."
"Ok?"
Yu Huan frankly admitted: "To be precise, I was in Hunan Tobacco Company, and I belonged to the management team."
Without hesitation, Yu Chengcheng said, "Then why are you still working at the newspaper? Wouldn't it be better to be assigned to the tobacco company?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan simply smiled.
After chatting with her for a while, Yu Huan lightly pressed the horn with her fingertip. Seeing that the retractable gate was not moving, she was about to press the horn hard with her palm, but then she thought that it was late at night and she should give up.
So he withdrew his hand, opened the car door, and quickly walked to the guard post.
He peeked through the closed glass window and saw the old man covered with a thin blanket, fast asleep with his head tilted to one side.
The faint orange glow below indicates that the small heater is still on.
He knocked on the glass window a few times, and the old man woke up with a start, groggily opening his eyes.
"Sir, could you please open the gate?" Yu Huan smiled and nodded at him. When she returned to the car, the gate had already slowly opened and closed.
Practice makes perfect. Simply reverse the rear of the truck in front of the roller shutter door. After unloading the goods, you can immediately put it in reverse and park it.
After the two siblings had been busy for a while...
Yu Chengcheng watched as Yu Huan squatted down to open the roller shutter door, glanced inside, and said in surprise, "Is this the garage?"
"Yes."
Yu Chengcheng clicked her tongue and said, "Huan-ge, your marriage partner is too perfect! In my opinion, you'll have to work at least twenty years less."
Yu Huan touched his nose, speechless, and got into the driver's seat to start reversing.
He thought to himself, if this girl knew that Lin Yourong's dowry included a 200-square-meter river-view apartment, she would be shocked and say that she would have to work at least 30 years less.
After backing the BMW into the garage, Yu Huan immediately locked the roller shutter door.
The two cousins made two trips up and down the stairs, and then moved all their belongings into the house.
Yu Chengcheng took off her backpack and casually tossed it onto the sofa.
She carried the load up and down twice without stopping, without even breaking a sweat.
Looking at Yu Huan, who was carrying soybean oil and walking slowly, he smiled and said, "Brother Huan, I noticed that your legs seemed a little uncomfortable when you went up and down the stairs. Did you twist them?"
"More or less." Yu Huan nodded. She wasn't in the mood for conversation and felt completely drained.
He casually placed the soybean oil on the kitchen counter, and the area by the door was a mess, but he was too lazy to clean it up at the moment.
I just want to take a hot shower first, otherwise once I sit down and rest, I won't want to move.
First, he led Yu Chengcheng to the balcony bedroom.
Since the three bedrooms were roughly the same size, Yu Huan and Lin Yourong, as the male and female owners, chose to stay in the one with the balcony, so the balcony bedroom was downgraded to a secondary bedroom.
Yu Chengcheng's gaze fell on the security door inside the bedroom: "Does this door lead to the outside?"
“There’s a terrace outside.” Yu Huan nodded, opened the wardrobe door, and pointed to the bedding and duvet covers inside, saying, “Orange, do I need to treat you like a guest?”
"You have to go to work early tomorrow, go do your thing, wash up and go to sleep, don't worry about me." Yu Chengcheng waved her hand.
"Okay, you can do whatever you want."
As he spoke, Yu Huan pulled a bunch of keys from his pocket and tossed them to her.
"Don't lose it, this is the only set of house keys I have."
(End of this chapter)