??Chapter 589: The Life of a Rich Second Generation_1
Chapter 589: The Life of a Rich Second Generation_1
Things were different now; their guesthouse had really made a na for itself. The custor base was strong and there was no longer a need to run the business at a loss just to drum up attention.
As for why he didn’t consider a local position…
Xin Jun smiled confidently:
“Mom, I just happened to catch the school over there expanding, so they were short on teachers. If it had been a local school, with all their tough connections, I might not have even gotten in, right?”
With a lot of persuasive talk, he finally cleared up the doubts his mother had for the mont.
She thought about the wild vegetable porridge and honey water she had sent in the spring, and then about the occasional tea leaves, peaches, and the like her son sent back. At that mont, her heart was full of anticipation.
It was only then that Xin Jun had a chance to go to the backyard to find his dad.
His dad, with limited mobility, was sitting in the backyard corridor with his eyes closed, listening to an audiobook—
Zhang Qiang laughed heartily: “Today, I will let you witness my ‘Nine Turns Dragon Transformation’! You ignored
before, but today I will make it so you can’t even co close to reaching my level—”]
Xin Jun: …
He interrupted this spellbinding dialogue and shouted while pausing it, “Dad.”
When his dad opened his eyes and saw his son, he couldn’t help but exclaim with joy, “Ah, I thought you wouldn’t be ho for another two hours! Wow, your job must be good; you look so well-nourished!”
Clearly, he had noticed his son’s improved complexion too.
There was also a hint of regret: “But why is the new school so busy? It’s almost August, and you are just starting your sumr vacation. Are they taking advantage of you new recruits?”
A single lie requires a thousand to cover it up, sothing Xin Jun was truly experiencing.
He put on a nonchalant smile and said, “The main thing is, we have to slowly discuss the students’ exam papers and the arrangents for the next school year—but our canteen is free.”
“Well, that’s pretty good,” his dad, not familiar with teaching, thought and then considering his son hadn’t been made permanent yet, agreed that working hard was the right thing to do, even if it ant a shorter holiday—it was for the future after all!
So he quickly ca around.
But then another thought occurred to him: “So your school starts on September 1st, right?”
Xin Jun felt a pang in his heart.
The painful mories of working like a dog for the family business without pay suddenly flashed before his eyes.
He hurriedly said, “Normal schools start on September 1st, but we teachers might be called in mid-August to start preparing for the new school year…”
If Song Tan said he’d have a month off, then at the very least he should get twenty-seven or twenty-eight days. He could only stay at ho for now…
Looking at the limited quantity of chili sauce, pickled vegetables, and tea leaves in his bag, Xin Jun sighed and began to miss his last al.
…
Xin Jun’s father felt sympathetic for his son who had been through a tiring journey and hurriedly said, “It’s alright, go rest! You must be so hot after traveling in this heat!”
Xin Jun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to lie down in the guesthouse’s back bedroom.
It had to be said, while he missed the food and environnt at Song Tan’s house, being ho brought a different kind of relaxation and comfort…
He closed his eyes and before long, he drifted off to sleep.
When he woke up again, the sky had already darkened, and when he checked the ti—it was 7:30 PM!
He had slept for quite a while!
Xin Jun tidied up a bit before leaving the room.
As he walked to the front yard, he saw the entire guesthouse brightly lit, buzzing with noise as waitstaff and guests bustled up and down the corridors. The place was a hive of activity!
For so reason, he suddenly felt a shiver run through him.
And the next mont, this shudder turned into a clear premonition—
Busy as she was, Xin’s mother caught sight of him and hurriedly called out, “Xin Jun, don’t just stand there idle, the kitchen is swamped and can’t keep up with the dishes. Go give them a hand.”
Xin Jun: …He just knew it!!!
The wave of serving dishes continued until after eight o’clock, and having hauled trays back and forth, Xin Jun felt his legs were about to co full circle.
Only then did he catch a breath and stand in front of his mother, “Even with our own business, we can’t wear people out like this… Why don’t you hire more staff, Mom?”
“Do you think I don’t want to?”
Xin’s mother also expressed regret, “It’s not so easy to hire people nowadays. Moreover, it’s just this hour and a half of peak ti for serving dishes every day. We have more than enough hands at other tis, so hiring more would just leave them idle, wouldn’t it?”
“By the way, you’re a young man with lots of energy. Rember to go to the market to buy groceries early tomorrow morning, at four o’clock! Our farm’s pigs and chickens consu a good amount of mixed grains every day…”
Located in a remote area, the prices for these green storage crops used as feed were low, and they were not delivered by the cooperation partners.
No sooner had she finished speaking than Xin Jun’s brows were already knotted in pain.
Xin’s mother coughed dryly, feeling a bit guilty that her son had just co back and was already put to work like this, but…
There was really no choice!
This rural resort was remote and difficult to staff!
She could only persuade him, “Don’t be reluctant. Isn’t this rural resort going to be yours in the future? Isn’t the money earned also yours? We only have you as our son.”
Xin Jun: …
But I, the future owner, am already tired as a dog. I might as well not want this inheritance!
…
Let’s not talk about the fleeting happiness of returning ho. That evening, since a few tables of guests were playing cards on the estate, Xin’s mother let the staff go ho, and with her standing watch, Xin Jun couldn’t bear it.
So… after everyone in the family had gone to bed, he stayed up until twelve before he was finally free.
After going out early in the morning to buy groceries and coming back for a nap, he only dragged himself out of bed at ten o’clock, sore all over…
To be honest, he never suffered like this even when he was working with Song Tan for a few months, even during the peach-selling frenzy when he went up to the mountains to help!
If you ask whether their rural resort makes money—of course, it does, and quite a lot too!
But what rich second-generation ends up so miserable?
He might as well go work for soone else; at least, he’d get paid!
On the very first day back ho, Xin Jun couldn’t help but contemplate running away with a bucket in hand!
…
Similarly struggling, Zhang Yanping was also in dire straits—
To be fair, he really hadn’t suffered when it ca to food since his return. His mother had not only frozen waterlon popsicles for him, but she also cooked up the dried cowpeas that Song Tan had sent over—she let him have the best of everything…
Of course, his aunt was willing to sacrifice for her son but didn’t spoil him in other ways; otherwise, Zhang Yanping wouldn’t have been sent off to the countryside by Song Tan.
Now, his aunt who’d wake up early and wish the food would co right to her just to get her son up:
“Yanping, Old Wu from the wholesale market said the training class his son attended last year was pretty good. They refund you if you can’t pass the civil service written exam—how about I sign you up for it?”
“You… how old are you, and you still don’t have a stable job. How are you going to find a partner later on? Others started preparing right after the New Year, and you’re still not worried…”
Blah blah, blah blah.
Zhang Yanping: …Who understands this pain? He really doesn’t want to go ahhh!
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