Siheyuan: Steel Mill Engineer

Chapter 44 New Year’s greetings
Yang Zhenyu also had a great time. In later generations, the setting off of fireworks and firecrackers was not allowed in many places, and it just so happened that his hometown did not allow it.

It has been several years since I came here but I haven't had sufficient funds. Today I have finally satisfied my craving.

"It feels so good. I want to release the rest." Yang Zhenyu said excitedly.

"Please save some money, brother. We still have to make a living." He Yuzhu hurriedly stopped him.

"I know, so I'm just saying it. I can't bear to waste it all at once, that's all money." Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

He is not a spendthrift, he knows how to save money when he should.

There was no conversation that night. Everyone stayed up all night. It was not until dawn that everyone started to move around again and began to pay New Year's greetings everywhere.

Yang Zhenyu doesn't have many relatives, but he still has to visit several factory leaders, and then go to Zhou's house. After all, the wedding is basically inevitable, and he must go to pay New Year's greetings. After the wedding, the date should be changed to the second or third day of the New Year.

"Xiao Yang is here, come in quickly." Father Zhou happily welcomed Yang Zhenyu in.

The Zhou family was very enthusiastic about Yang Zhenyu's arrival. On the one hand, the marriage was basically settled, and he was the future son-in-law. On the other hand, they were satisfied with Yang Zhenyu. Whether it was his work or academic qualifications, he was a son-in-law that was hard to find even with a lantern.

"I only have relatives of my eldest aunt in the city. I went to the factory leader's house to pay New Year's greetings, and then came here." Yang Zhenyu explained.

"Okay, okay, it's good that you're here." Father Zhou quickly grabbed Yang Zhenyu.

"Oh, that's what I said." Zhou Qianqian nodded.

"How's your work lately?" Zhou's father started talking.

"Well, you should try your best while you are still young. Besides, you have the skills. It's right to contribute more to the country..." Zhou's father is a supply and marketing man. He doesn't know much about these technical matters, but he knows that young people should also contribute more to the motherland.

This custom exists in many places in the north, especially in Shandong. No matter how old you are, when you meet an elder on the first day of the New Year, you have to kowtow to him or her, even if you are a three-year-old child.

It wasn't until Zhou Qianqian came out that the sour feeling rescued Yang Zhenyu.

"I know. Putting what I have learned into practice is what I pursue." Yang Zhenyu nodded.

"Xixi is a child who has been spoiled since she was young. You should be more tolerant of her in the future..."

"Uncle and aunt, happy New Year to you." Yang Zhenyu pretended to kowtow.

Seeing Zhou's father turning on the old father mode, Yang Zhenyu didn't know what to say. He just smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Xiao Yang, as long as you're here, it's good. Let's not do anything fancy." Zhou's mother also said with a smile.

"Come and sit down, Xiao Yang. Don't be polite. We are home." Father Zhou invited Yang Zhenyu to sit down.

"Xixi, come out quickly, Xiao Yang is here." Zhou's mother shouted towards the inner room.

"Why did you come so early?" Zhou Qianqian asked curiously. The meaning was obvious. Don't you even need to wish everyone a happy new year?

However, these customs are also changing little by little, especially after entering the 21st century. With the change of customs and the young people being misled by public intellectuals, the flavor of the New Year is becoming weaker and weaker.

"Hehe!" Yang Zhenyu also stood up.

"Before the New Year, there were basically no important tasks, so it was relatively easy. After the New Year, I wouldn't have to rush to complete the tasks," said Yang Zhenyu.

"When I came here, I saw there was a temple fair. Do you want to go and take a look?" Yang Zhenyu asked.

"Okay, I want to go shopping too." Zhou Qianqian said with her eyes lighting up.

"Then, uncle..." Yang Zhenyu looked at Zhou's father.

"Go ahead, young people should walk more." Father Zhou waved his hand and said. After receiving Father Zhou's affirmation, Yang Zhenyu and the other person got up and left.

"Let's go!" Yang Zhenyu rode his bike and took Zhou Qianqian out.

But neither of them noticed that there was a person watching their backs as they left, his eyes full of curiosity.

"This is my first time to come to the temple fair in Sijiu City. It looks very lively." Yang Zhenyu said.

"I went there many times with my dad when I was a child. However, I seldom have the chance to do so after I grew up. This temple fair here is not the biggest one, but it is not small either. It should not be very lively on the first day of the Lunar New Year," said Zhou Qianqian.

It doesn't matter whether the temple fair is lively or not, what matters is who you are with. Although the two of them don't have much emotional foundation, but nowadays everyone does this, getting married first and then falling in love. The two of them are already pretty good, at least they don't go on a blind date today, get the marriage certificate tomorrow, and get married the day after tomorrow.

"Don't move!" Yang Zhenyu suddenly called out to Zhou Qianqian. At this time, the two had already left the temple fair.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qianqian looked at Yang Zhenyu curiously.

Yang Zhenyu raised his hand and wiped a grain of sugar from the corner of Zhou Qianqian's mouth, then put it into his own mouth.

"Sweet." Yang Zhenyu said while smacking his lips.

Zhou Qianqian's face turned red instantly. She had never experienced such an intimate action before.

"Why are you so annoying?" Zhou Qianqian stomped her feet and said.

"We can't waste it. Besides, he's not an outsider." Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"You still keep talking." Zhou Qianqian glared at Yang Zhenyu.

"No, you still want outsiders?" Zhou Qianqian grasped the key point at once.

"No, absolutely not." Yang Zhenyu quickly surrendered.

"Hmph!" Zhou Qianqian turned her head away and ignored Yang Zhenyu.

"Are you still angry? I'm just trying to make you happy." Yang Zhenyu explained quickly.

"It's too late. I'm already angry." Zhou Qianqian glanced at Yang Zhenyu and said.

"Okay, then I'll treat you to a nice meal. We had some snacks at the temple fair at noon, and didn't have a proper meal. Although it's a bit early now, we can still have another meal in the evening."

In the end, under Yang Zhenyu's encouragement, Zhou Qianqian had a meal with him. They had two dishes and a bowl of shredded pork noodles, and they both enjoyed the meal very much.

When it comes to eating, it all depends on who you eat with. If you’re with someone you like, it doesn’t matter what you eat. But if you’re with someone you don’t like, no matter what you eat, it will feel awkward.

"Eat more. You look so thin." Yang Zhenyu said as he put a piece of meat into Zhou Qianqian's bowl.

"I've eaten enough." Zhou Qianqian rolled her eyes and said.

"No, you only ate half a bowl, that's not okay." Yang Zhenyu said.

"I can't eat that much. Half a bowl is enough. You eat the other half." Zhou Qianqian blushed after she said that. Although that half bowl of noodles was served in advance, it was also what she had left over, so it still felt a little weird.

"Then you should eat more meat." Yang Zhenyu said.

After a simple meal, Yang Zhenyu and Zhou Qianqian strolled outside for a while before sending Zhou Qianqian home.

(End of this chapter)