Volume 2: Storm Rising 2015 Chapter 97 Zhang Yanyan takes the initiative
The first day of the Lunar New Year, the Spring Festival, is the real beginning of 2015 for Chinese people, even though it is already February 18th.
The Spring Festival is the most important and solemn festival for Chinese people. Everyone has their own way of celebrating it. For example, some places have the custom of staying up all night to see the New Year coming.
However, there is no such thing in Chaoshan area. Zhou Dongsheng rarely sleeps until noon. Chinese New Year is also a holiday when one can legitimately sleep in.
Even the habit of exercising has to be put on hold for the time being. After all, it is the New Year and exercising is just to stay healthy, not to become a muscular man.
Zhou Dongsheng also completely emptied himself, washed up lazily, and walked downstairs slowly, without thinking about anything.
After all, what serious things can there be to do during the Chinese New Year?
Every household has nothing to do. Apart from visiting relatives and friends during the New Year, playing cards and reminiscing about the past, and eating and drinking, there is basically nothing else to do.
Arriving at the living room on the first floor, the old mother was eating melon seeds and watching TV. She glanced at Zhou Dongsheng and said, "Are you up? Go have a bowl of Huaishan glutinous rice balls."
Zhou Dongsheng responded, walked into the kitchen and scooped a bowl of yam dumplings to fill his stomach.
In the Chaoshan area, if you drink a bowl of New Year's rice dumplings, something very terrible will happen...you will be one year older.
So when I was a kid, I would suddenly wonder, if I didn’t drink this bowl of glutinous rice balls, I would not grow up?
Thinking of this, Zhou Dongsheng suddenly became happy. What was the meaning of his reincarnation? He just vomited out all the glutinous rice balls he had eaten before.
Just when Zhou Dongsheng was daydreaming, Zhang Xuhui's voice came from outside the door.
"Happy New Year, Aunt Liu. I wish you a happy new year. Dongsheng hasn't woken up yet?"
"Here, sit for a while." Zhou Dongsheng responded, swallowed the glutinous rice balls in a few gulps, said silently: I'm 19 years old, and walked out.
When I came to the living room, I saw Zhang Xuhui holding a red gift bag and wishing everyone a happy new year with a smile on his face.
The red gift bag usually contains two cans of tea and a pair of oranges, which means "double luck". Normally, no one will accept the gift. People just take a pair of oranges from their own home and exchange them to wish each other a good omen.
In addition, if there are children, red envelopes are naturally inevitable. It is worth mentioning that in the Chaoshan area, you can receive red envelopes before getting married.
This was also a major motivation for Zhou Dongsheng to pay New Year's greetings in the past, especially to his wealthy relatives, who would give him a 200 yuan red envelope at a time, which would mean one or two thousand yuan during the New Year...
To round it off, you will be financially free, as long as your money is not confiscated by your parents.
Liu Huaiying also smiled and took out a red envelope and stuffed it into Zhang Xuhui's pocket. "I wish you make a lot of money in the new year, Xuhui, and get married soon."
Zhang Xuhui was not polite and took it generously, jokingly saying, "Aunt Liu, if I make a lot of money, doesn't that mean Dongsheng also makes a lot of money? Then I'll take it."
"You all make a lot of money, the more the better." Liu Huaiying also had a smile on his face.
Zhou Dongsheng rinsed the tea set skillfully. What else can one do during New Year's greetings except drinking tea and chatting.
Before I could even have two cups of tea, someone came to pay New Year's greetings again. This time it was Aunt Zhang from next door who brought her own children to pay New Year's greetings. This was the first time.
After saying some auspicious words to each other, Liu Huaiying lost another red envelope.
Zhou Dongsheng watched with a smile. In previous years, it was only the mother and son who went to other people's homes to pay New Year's greetings. Unexpectedly, things are different now. Some people will take the initiative to come to their homes to pay New Year's greetings.
"Brother Sheng, are you going to the class reunion? You didn't go last time, and you don't have anything to do during the New Year. Why don't you get together?" Zhang Xuhui asked casually.
Zhou Dongsheng took a sip of tea. It seemed like there was nothing to do if he didn't have some fun during the New Year . He could go to the class reunion instead.
Although in my memory, this class of classmates has become a thing of the past, after the age of 30, getting married and having children is the norm, and some have even divorced.
But right now, everyone is still in their 18s or 19s, in the prime of their youth, so this feeling is quite fresh.
Zhou Dongsheng only remembered that Zhang Xuhui would become rich in the future, and he didn't have much impression of anything else.
After all, some gossip is basically forgotten after hearing it. Who can remember it?
"Whenever you have nothing to do, go and have a look. I haven't seen these old classmates for a long time." Zhou Dongsheng suddenly became interested.
"A year is indeed a long time. Just tonight, I saw the squad leader said let's go to KTV, and each person will pay 100 yuan..." Zhang Xuhui said with a smile.
"That's great, let's go check it out in the evening." Zhou Dongsheng said with interest. Anyway, he has nothing to do during the New Year, so it might be nice to have some fun.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Xuhui quickly got up and said goodbye, as he had to visit his relatives to wish them a happy new year. Then Aunt Zhang next door also left.
Unexpectedly, in addition to these two people, there were still a few relatives coming to pay New Year's greetings. After seeing off one group of people after another, Liu Huaiying also expressed his sincere feelings.
"It is said that a rich man has distant relatives even if he lives in the mountains. When my mother and I were having a hard time in the past, we didn't see so many people." As he recalled the good and bad times, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"Then you have to adapt more. Things like this will be the norm in the future." Zhou Dongsheng patted his old mother's shoulder and said calmly.
This is the reality. It is human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm. There is nothing much to say.
At night, after eating the "leftovers" of the New Year's Eve dinner, Zhou Dongsheng couldn't help but sigh that it was true that the emperor used a golden hoe to hoe the ground.
Does that mean that even the richest people don't have to eat the leftovers from the New Year's Eve dinner on the first day of the Lunar New Year? Impossible, absolutely impossible!
After packing up, it’s time to go and see my old classmates.
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On the other hand, after learning from the classmates that Zhou Dongsheng was attending the class reunion, Zhang Yanyan also dressed up carefully.
Looking in the full-length mirror, her tall figure and slender legs looked particularly attractive wrapped in black stockings, paired with a dark gray pleated skirt and a white shirt, and her long hair that she had specially straightened before the Chinese New Year.
Zhang Yanyan nodded with satisfaction. Thinking that she had figured out Zhou Dongsheng's aesthetic taste, Zhang Yanyan felt that her outfit would definitely impress him.
It's easy for a man to pursue a woman, but it's easy for a woman to pursue a man. Zhang Yanyan has taken the initiative to chat with Zhou Dongsheng these days, but Zhou Dongsheng has always been indifferent to her.
Zhang Yanyan, who had a clear goal, was also secretly anxious. After knowing that Zhou Dongsheng would attend the class reunion, she felt that tonight might be a breakthrough to break the deadlock.
Zhang Yanyan just didn't believe it. How could he not be able to defeat Zhou Dongsheng after repeatedly taking the initiative to attack?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yanyan picked up his phone and sent a message to Zhou Dongsheng.
"Dongsheng, can you come and pick me up? My electric bike is broken." After sending the message, Zhang Yanyan waited anxiously for a reply, which felt like a particularly long time.
"Okay, I'll send you the address." Zhou Dongsheng, who had just gone out, didn't think much about it. After all, it was New Year's Day and they were classmates, so he couldn't refuse such a small request.
After receiving Zhou Dongsheng's affirmative answer, Zhang Yanyan was delighted. He shouted "Yeah" and jumped happily on the spot for a few times.
He then quickly sent his home address to Zhou Dongsheng, put on his suit jacket, told his family, and went out.
It was a rare progress, so Zhang Yanyan prepared to press on and wait downstairs so that Zhou Dongsheng could see her first.
As for being reserved, for Zhang Yanyan, that was just for her suitors to see, and as for Zhou Dongsheng's words... she had already forgotten these two words.
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