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Chapter 965 - 521 Visiting Relatives
Chapter 965: Chapter 521 Visiting Relatives
"Xiaochao, Xiaochao, wake up. Don’t fall asleep and catch a cold; if you do, you’ll have to get injections and take medicine. Look, over there is a big flock of birds..." Yanfei’s mother, Lin Xiumei, woke up her older son who was carrying his younger brother on his back, fearing the little one would cause more trouble. "Right, I still have a milk candy in my pocket, do you want it or not?"
Yan Chao reluctantly opened his eyes with great effort and glanced at his mother, "Mom, are we there yet? What delicious foods has great-aunt made for us? Is there steamed rice?"
Lin Xiumei couldn’t help but laugh and cry as she took out the candy and offered it to him, "Hurry up and eat it! You can have some candy first, and we’ll be there soon."
With that, she turned her head again, and the kind expression she had just a moment ago instantly turned into a frown, "Yan Wenhai, are you a man or not? Why are you dragging your feet when walking? Can’t you move a bit faster?"
Understanding the situation, Yan Fei called for his powerless father who was lagging behind, "Dad, come and help me carry stuff!"
Yan Wenhai was still far behind them, carrying not too many things—just two bags of fruit, two bags of candy, and two bags of milk powder plus a ’Gift Strip’—items commonly carried when visiting relatives during the New Year.
However, looking at the road under his feet, it was clear why he had a pained expression. It had snowed again during the New Year celebrations, and now the snow had been trodden into slush. The snow turning into water on the mud road had been trampled over several days, so one could imagine what the road had become.
Now, Yan Wenhai’s brand-new leather shoes were no longer presentable, covered in mud up to the cuffs of his trousers.
At home, he is the head of the family, but when physical strength is needed, this scholarly-type patriarch undoubtedly becomes the drag—this is a great tragedy. The head of the household, bossed around by his wife, doesn’t even dare to say a word.
Who would have thought that Lin Xiumei inherited the genes of the Lin family, having learned martial arts since childhood, and even had a better physique than him!
When he finally walked over, Yan Fei quickly extended a hand, asking for the gifts he was carrying to be handed over. This time, Yan Wenhai silently complied and half-willingly passed them over without saying there would be no problem in him carrying them.
The items weren’t heavy, but if you kept walking in the muddy water, only those who experienced it would know how it felt.
Three of the four family members were walking—or rather, leaping. They had to step on the withered grass on the sides of the road as much as possible, which meant less mud to deal with and avoiding the seemingly solid but deceptive ’traps’—where one step would make your ankle vanish. These ’traps’ on rural mud roads in winter are everywhere; they seem frozen solid in the morning, but you’d be startled when you step on them, not knowing how deep the pit might be, with entire feet often sinking in.
Ever since the new road from Sancha River to Tanghe County became operational, the Yan and Lin families’ relatives lucked out, residing in villages close to the highway. Although they were still a bit of a distance from the highway, during its construction, the villagers came together, gathered some money, and renovated the path from the village to the highway as well.
But this year, Lin Xiumei’s aunt, who had moved her family away during the era where one could harvest a hundred thousand catties per mu but still starve to death, usually only returned for occasional visits, never staying for New Year’s. This year, for some reason, the whole family came back for the festivities.
So, Yan Fei’s family had to make an additional trip to this relative’s home.
After more than half an hour on a seven or eight-mile journey, they could just barely make out the village in the foggy distance, looking like it would take another twenty minutes to reach the front door.
Lucky Yan Chao was dozing off, comfortably perched on his brother’s back—surrounded by a blanket of white everywhere except the road, with the heavy snow completely covering the wheat seedlings. Children who grow up here have no interest in such scenes.
Phrases like "silver-clad world" and "vast earth" are for those who enjoy the view. If you actually have to carry something on such roads, I guarantee the muddy path will destroy all poetic inspiration completely.
Lin Xiumei, feeling sorry for her son, saw Yan Fei take over the gifts and reached out to take them back. Yan Fei dodged, "I can carry them. Why don’t you and dad walk ahead? We’re nearly there."
"Look, Yan Wenhai—look how considerate our son is..." Lin Xiumei didn’t get the items and started to nag her husband relentlessly.
With nothing left to carry, Yan Wenhai felt a sudden lightness. He stamped vigorously on the muddy, waterlogged grass beside the path and, with a weak smile, said to his wife, "Let’s hurry! Here, let me hold onto you so you don’t accidentally step into a mud pit!"
"Hmph! You holding onto me? I think you’re more afraid of falling into the pit yourself!" Lin Xiumei gave him a sideways glance, but still extended her hand. "Come here, let me hold onto you. Really, someone might actually mistake you for a city person..."
Watching the two of them walk hand in hand cautiously, Yan Fei chuckled and said to Yan Chao behind him, "If you don’t want to sleep, I’ll catch a rabbit for you to eat when we get back tonight, how about that?"
Kids these days can’t be won over with just candy like in the past!
Yan Chao, clutching the candy without eating it and nearly asleep, perked up when he heard Yan Fei’s offer, "Really?"
"When have I ever lied to you?" Yan Fei retorted.
"Brother, you’re the best. I’ll let you have the candy..." The little guy said, pulling out the sugar cube, peeling off the wrapper, and without hesitating, attempted to stuff it into Yan Fei’s mouth.
"You eat it!" Yan Fei dodged by tilting his head away.
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