It wasn’t that Wang Hao’s luck was especially good, but rather his kind heart had also lent a great deal of strength to his success.
Since his own child was in Chicheng County, Zhang Xuepin would surely go there to look for his child, and whoever saved Zhang Xuepin’s child would be repaid tirelessly by him.
If at that ti Chen Hongying had been willing to part with her money to help those children, she probably wouldn’t have lost to Wang Hao later on.
Regrettably, there is no such thing as a pill for regret in this world.
This is the essential difference between her and Wang Hao.
At that ti, Wang Hao could help others without concern for gain or loss because of the suffering in the world, but Chen Hongying definitely couldn’t do the sa.
It was precisely because of such a character trait that Wang Hao received the rewards he deserved.
Therefore, Wang Hao was able to thrive in Chicheng County and Zao City, not just because of his good luck, but also because of his personal charm.
"Alright, since it’s the grand opening, shouldn’t we celebrate properly today?"
Wang Hao clapped his hands and said.
"I still have a lot of things to handle, let’s forget it!"
Chen Hongying directly declined.
"Don’t look at ; at my age, I can’t keep up with the likes of you youngsters. I’m better off going ho to my simple als. You can have your fun however you like; I’ll pass."
Wen Yonglin said and then left, hurrying away.
"Fine, I’ll go back and see how the dicinal pill matter is coming along."
Since no one would join him, Wang Hao also had to drop the idea.
"dicinal pills?"
Chen Hongying looked at Wang Hao with a puzzled expression.
"That’s a secret. I’ll tell you when the ti is right!"
Wang Hao said with feigned mystery.
"By the way, there’s still so ti before the peak season for buying Chinese dicinal herbs. Sister Ying, why don’t you go back to Chicheng County to check on Huang Dingfeng? You’ve been away for so long; aren’t you worried that the guy might cause trouble for you?"
At the ntion of Huang Dingfeng, Chen Hongying’s body involuntarily tensed up a bit.
"I think you should bring him over to study. I’ll ask Uncle Wen to contact a better school for you."
Wang Hao suggested.
"I’ll discuss it with him when I go back. I don’t even know if he’s willing!"
Chen Hongying said leisurely.
"By the way, I’ve always wanted to ask you, where is Huang Dingfeng’s father? Why have I never heard you ntion him? How co he doesn’t care about you two at all?"
Wang Hao had long wanted to ask this question, but his relation with Chen Hongying had always been very stiff, so he had not felt comfortable asking it.
When Chen Hongying heard this, she suddenly stopped talking and kept her head down, organizing docunts.
But Wang Hao could tell that Chen Hongying was very flustered at that mont, because the docunts that were originally well-organized were being made more and more of a ss by her. So even fell on the floor.
Wang Hao knew he had asked an inappropriate question.
"Sorry, it’s my fault for being nosy. Just pretend you didn’t hear it!"
Wang Hao apologized hurriedly.
Unexpectedly, Chen Hongying’s movents suddenly stopped, and she stood there motionless, with her back to Wang Hao.
"He, he sacrificed himself!"
Though it was just a short four-word sentence, it seed extrely difficult for Chen Hongying to say, as if it also dredged up many painful mories she didn’t wish to recall.
Wang Hao wasn’t foolish.
The word "sacrifice" cannot be used in just any case of death.
So it goes without saying who Huang Dingfeng’s father was, either a soldier enlisted in the army or a state cadre.
That would an Chen Hongying and her son are family mbers of a martyr, but there was still one thing that puzzled Wang Hao: Why had Huang Dingfeng never ntioned his grandparents or maternal grandparents?
It seed that Chen Hongying had many stories, but Wang Hao knew these stories must be intertwined with many tears shed in silence, so he didn’t continue to ask.
"Then, Sister Ying, I’m heading back first; you should go ho and have a look when you have the ti!"
At this mont, the atmosphere in the office was sowhat awkward, and Wang Hao quickly found an excuse to leave.
After Wang Hao had left, Chen Hongying turned to glance at his departing figure, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
Initially, she didn’t want to ntion anything about Huang Dingfeng’s father, but she was curious to see Wang Hao’s reaction upon hearing the news.
In fact, Chen Hongying was confused by Wang Hao’s reaction, because he had previously been sowhat frivolous when they were alone, clearly indicating his interest in her.
But after finding out her husband had died, Wang Hao didn’t say anything and fled as if escaping.
Therefore, Chen Hongying couldn’t help but wonder if Wang Hao was preoccupied with her past.
"What am I thinking about? Why is my mind filled with all this nonsense? I’m the mother of a fifteen-year-old child, he’s in the pri of his youth, how could he be interested in ..."
Chen Hongying hurriedly shook her head, trying hard to clear her mind, then crouched down to gather up the papers she had dropped.
As for Wang Hao, he hadn’t thought so much about it. After returning to Deshan Ga Hall and to his room, he used the small Alchemy Furnace to concoct so elixirs.
By nightfall, Wang Hao had produced almost a hundred mini Pure Yang Pills.
"Xiaoyong, hurry up and distribute these elixirs to... Good heavens, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"
Wang Hao, holding the Pure Yang Pills, walked out of his room and saw Xiaoyong with a flushed face approaching.
But, rembering that morning when he saw Xiaoyong staring blankly with a Pure Yang Pill in hand, Wang Hao imdiately understood what was happening.
"Forget it, I’ll find soone else to do it, you’d better go find a girl or deal with it on your own!"
Seeing Xiaoyong’s face turned beet-red, Wang Hao couldn’t help but snicker.
In his hurry to leave, Xiaoyong bumped into Sun Laoda who had just rushed back.
Having experienced the effects of the Pure Yang Pill, Sun Laoda knew exactly what was going on with Xiaoyong and couldn’t stop laughing uproariously.
"Haha, kid, I see if you still pretend; your virginity is not going to last much longer now, is it!"
Wang Hao was taken aback, realizing Xiaoyong was still a virgin—sothing he had failed to notice.
"You still gave him the elixir in this situation?"
Wang Hao walked over and slapped Sun Laoda’s shoulder.
Even though they lived in an open modern society, and Xiaoyong was a man who didn’t care much about whether it was his first ti or not, using this kind of elixir for the first ti could be too intense.
"I an, the kid is over twenty and still a virgin; wasn’t I just trying to help him beco a real man sooner?"
Sun Laoda still argued his case.
Seeing Xiaoyong run straight towards the dance hall in the basent, Wang Hao knew it was too late to stop him and simply let Xiaoyong try what it felt like to beco a real man.
"I’ve concocted so more elixirs just now; find ti to distribute them to the brothers, but rember not to give them to any virgin."
"It’s not that I’m afraid they’ll lose their virginity, but that I’m concerned about the elixirs affecting them later on; if it hinders their future, that would be regrettable," said Wang Hao, glaring fiercely at Sun Laoda.
Sun Laoda finally understood why Wang Hao was so concerned about Xiaoyong—it was for this reason.
After arranging everything, Sun Laoxiao also ca back, and upon seeing him, Wang Hao quickly asked,
"Third brother, you’re back. How did it go on your end?"
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