classifiedscript Chapter 490 Amazing!
Chapter 490 Amazing!
Chapter 490 Amazing!
"Yu Huan... Yu Huan, wake up..."
Lin Yourong's gentle, breeze-like call drifted into Yu Huan's ears.
His consciousness gradually returned from a daze. As soon as he woke up, he felt an indescribable tingling and numbness in his neck, as if countless tiny needles were gently pricking him.
The soreness made him frown slightly, a look of discomfort appearing on his face. He subconsciously raised his hand and began to gently rub his neck.
As he opened his sleepy eyes, the scene before him gradually became clear.
Only then did I realize that I was slumped in the passenger seat, my posture quite awkward, with my legs curled up and my upper body leaning against the seat.
No wonder my neck is so sore.
At this moment, Lin Yourong, in the driver's seat, was leaning slightly down to look at him, her black gem-like eyes filled with tenderness and concern.
When their eyes met, Yu Huan coughed lightly, her throat slightly hoarse from sleep and alcohol, and asked, "Have we arrived?"
"We've arrived." Lin Yourong nodded gently.
As Yu Huan raised her hand to rub her neck, she could clearly feel the tingling and numb sensation receding like the tide.
He raised his head and looked out the car window.
I saw my uncle supporting my grandfather, the two of them taking steady but slightly slow steps.
Looking further back, the familiar steps and gate came into view, and the tall gate lights shone brightly, shining directly into the car and dispelling the original dimness and haze inside.
Just as Lin Yourong said, they had already returned to their uncle's courtyard.
Just then, his uncle's voice, tinged with a slight smile, came from behind: "Xiao Yu, you really can't drink. One glass and you were asleep the whole way."
Yu Huan was in a daze. She reached for her seatbelt, fumbled around on the buckle with both hands, and then pressed the button accurately.
The seatbelt slipped off, and Yu Huan turned to the side to glance at the back seat.
My uncle was slowly moving to the right rear seat, preparing to get out of the car, a warm smile on his face.
Yu Huan laughed along and replied, "I didn't expect this Moutai to have such a strong aftereffect. When I first started drinking it, I felt fine, but as soon as I got in the car, my head started spinning and I just wanted to sleep."
Lin Yourong reached out and smoothed Yu Huan's slightly messy hair. Looking at his flushed cheeks, she said softly, "Your eyes are bloodshot. Why don't you go to your room and sleep for a while longer?"
My uncle stood firmly on the ground, ready to reach out and close the car door.
Hearing her words, his smile deepened, and he said, "Why are you in bed so early? Young people can recover quickly from a little alcohol. Tonight's card game can't go on without Xiao Yu."
Yu Huan pushed open the car door, her legs trembling as she got out. She jokingly continued the conversation, "Alright then, since Uncle has said so, I'll gladly oblige. But Uncle, please don't laugh at me if I don't do a good job."
My uncle was helping my grandfather as they walked up the steps.
Hearing their conversation, he paused slightly, turned around, and said, "Playing mahjong is 30% skill and 70% luck. Xiao Yu, just play freely. Even if your skills are a bit rusty, your luck will definitely be amazing!"
Lin Yourong pressed the lock button on the car key, and the BMW's turn signal flashed twice, indicating that the car was locked.
Then, with light steps, she walked to Yu Huan's side.
A faint smile played on her lips, her voice carrying a rare hint of teasing: "I'm just afraid that if both my skills and luck are lacking, someone might feel bad about spending their money!"
Yu Huan took a deep breath of the fresh air, which carried a slight chill. The cool air went straight into her lungs through her nostrils, and her muddled mind immediately cleared up.
His lips twitched slightly, but before he could speak...
"Xiao Yu, Grandpa will reimburse you for the money you lost, it's on me!" Grandpa was standing at the door, about to step into the house, when he heard their conversation and turned around happily.
Upon hearing this, my uncle immediately let out a loud "Oh!" with a drawn-out tone.
Then, he joked with his uncle who was slowly walking up the steps, "Brother Xiong, listen to this, Dad has already said so, so we have to play big tonight and beat Xiao Yu badly, since someone will cover for us!"
As he spoke, my uncle rubbed his hands together exaggeratedly, his two large gold teeth gleaming under the door lamp, looking eager to try it out.
Yu Huan took Lin Yourong's hand, and their fingers naturally intertwined.
He strode forward, smiled brightly, and said, "When playing mahjong with family, how can I let my grandfather cover my losses? The money doesn't end up in anyone else's pocket; it all circulates within our own group!"
"Xiao Yu is right! Playing mahjong together as a family during the New Year is all about having fun, isn't it?" The uncle said without turning his head, and walked briskly into the house first.
The living room was as bright as day, with the continuous, undulating sound of the rollers sliding around.
Sisi rode her scooter through the living room. When she saw the group of people stepping over the threshold, she called out to Yu Huan in a clear voice, "Uncle, you're finally back! Come and play badminton with me!"
Hearing this, Uncle's face lit up with a smile, and he said, "Your cousin's husband has been drinking and his head is still spinning. He doesn't have the energy to play badminton with you. How about Grandpa plays with you instead?"
Sisi, who was happily swaying the handlebars, stopped instantly upon hearing this, her feet firmly touching the ground, and the rumbling scooter came to an abrupt halt.
She pouted and retorted with a hint of displeasure, "Grandpa, you've been drinking too, how come you have the energy to play badminton with me?"
The uncle, who was walking slowly alongside his grandfather, smiled and chimed in, "Sweetie, your grandpa's alcohol tolerance is much better than your aunt's husband's. He drinks those two glasses of wine like they're just two glasses of water. It doesn't affect his ability to play ball with you at all."
Upon hearing this, my uncle deliberately puffed out his chest and tucked in his belly, pretending to be energetic.
Seeing her uncle's smiling face and confident expression, and then looking at Yu Huan, whose cheeks were flushed and eyes were bleary with drunkenness...
She said helplessly, "Alright then, since my great-uncle has said so, he must be right."
Her uncle walked up to her, bent down slightly, and gently tapped her forehead with his finger, pretending to be annoyed, and said, "Look at you, you look so unwilling. Playing badminton with your grandpa is like you've suffered a great injustice?"
"No way!" Qianqian shook her head vigorously, quickly refuting, "I'm so tired of playing badminton with Grandpa all the time. I want to play with Uncle, it's so much fun to play with him—but unfortunately he's drunk!" As she spoke, she tilted her rosy cheeks up, her eyes wide open, and looked at Lin Yourong beside Yu Huan, saying expectantly, "Auntie, you haven't been drinking, you must be full of energy, why don't you play badminton with me?"
"You little rascal, you really are fickle!" Uncle teased with a laugh, then turned to Lin Yourong, "Your aunt doesn't have time to play with you like this, she has to go upstairs to play mahjong!"
As they were talking, Uncle noticed that everyone had stopped, so he quickly and enthusiastically gestured towards the elevator and said, "They're all upstairs, they've already started. You guys go up first, I'll stay here with Qianqian for a while."
Lin Yourong let go of Yu Huan's hand but did not rush toward the elevator.
She bent down slightly, gave Qianqian a gentle, apologetic smile, and said softly, "Qianqian, be good. Auntie is going to play mahjong with everyone today. Next time, Auntie will definitely play badminton with you, okay?"
Although Qianqian was still a little disappointed after receiving Lin Yourong's promise, she was also touched by Lin Yourong's gentle demeanor...
After hesitating for a moment, she obediently nodded and said in a clear voice, "Okay, Auntie, you must keep your word!"
Seeing this, Lin Yourong stretched out her finger and gently stroked Qianqian's nose like a feather, saying, "Auntie promises, pinky promise, never to change for a hundred years."
After saying that, she extended her little finger, hooked it with Sisi's finger, and gently shook it a few times.
This scene made Yu Huan, who had stopped to wait, chuckle. She stepped forward and gently patted Qianqian's head with a teasing smile, saying, "You beat your uncle today, so next time you should definitely challenge your aunt. Good luck, and try to beat her to a pulp too!"
"Yes!" Sisi nodded emphatically, her face full of enthusiasm.
Amidst laughter and cheerful chatter, everyone headed towards the elevator.
Lin Yourong naturally took Yu Huan's arm, and the two walked side by side.
Grandpa's steps were a little slow, and as he watched the two of them walking closely together, a warm smile appeared on his face.
The home elevator car stopped on the first floor. As soon as Yu Huan touched the button, the elevator door slowly slid open.
He raised his hand to the door frame and made a 'please' gesture, indicating that everyone should enter the elevator first.
The uncle helped the grandfather into the elevator, asking, "Dad, why don't you come over and play a couple of rounds later?"
"No, thank you." Grandpa shook his head gently, a kind smile spreading across his face. "My old arms and legs are too weak to even hold a mahjong tile, let alone play. It's good enough for me to just watch you play."
The spiral elevator slowly ascended, emitting a soft hum.
Grandpa's gaze drifted through the elevator glass to the receding ground floor, his thoughts seemingly floating away with it. He continued, "Besides, I've never been very interested in playing cards. But you three sisters, you've all taken after your mother; you all love playing cards."
Lin Yourong turned her head and looked at Yu Huan's smiling face. She said softly, "My grandparents used to live in Xingcheng. I was still young then. I remember my grandmother even bought a mahjong machine. It was a rare item in the yard at the time. She often invited people over to play cards, and the house was always lively."
The uncle nodded slightly, his voice tinged with nostalgia: "Yes, your maternal grandmother was very good at cards and had great luck. I remember when the first KFC opened on Zhongshan Road in 1997, she would take you kids to eat fried chicken and hamburgers whenever she won money."
"Yes!" Lin Yourong nodded heavily, a charming smile playing on her lips.
At this point, Yu Huan couldn't help but reminisce.
He laughed and said, "In the past, this kind of Western fast food was considered a high-end consumption. When I was a child, I was able to go to Beijing with my grandma. After climbing the Great Wall, I was exhausted and hungry. That was when I ate a hamburger for the first time. I still remember the taste. It was so satisfying."
During the conversation, the elevator, which was going up, suddenly paused slightly.
The elevator doors slowly opened.
Lin Yourong subconsciously took a step forward, took Yu Huan's hand, and turned back to her grandfather and uncle with a smile, saying, "Yu Huan's grandmother is from Yanjing."
"Really?" The uncle was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.
Changsha and Beijing are thousands of miles apart, which was a difficult gap to cross in the old days when transportation was extremely inconvenient.
Grandpa walked out of the elevator with steady but slightly slow steps, saying, "I remember that going back two generations from Xiao Yu, it seems that only Grandpa is still alive, right?"
Yu Huan's gaze lingered on the exquisite mural on the wall for a moment, then she nodded in agreement: "Yes, my grandmother met my grandfather when she was sent to the countryside as an educated youth. Later, when the educated youth returned to the city, my grandmother chose to stay because of him."
At this moment, Yu Huan focused on the important points, skipping over the old man's brief experience as a live-in son-in-law...
"Giving up the prosperity of Yanjing for their loved ones—love in that era was so pure and steadfast, it's truly moving!" Grandpa's voice was full of admiration.
Yu Huan smiled proudly as she walked and said, "My grandma was very knowledgeable. Not to mention the Forbidden City and the Summer Palace in Beijing, she had been to many places, including West Lake in Hangzhou, the Hulunbuir Grassland, and the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song, before she met my grandpa. She even took a lot of black and white photos."
Grandpa nodded and said, “Amazing! In our time, going to other places wasn’t as convenient as it is now. You had to get a letter of introduction and a certificate to go out. The procedures were very complicated. Crossing provinces required layers of approval. A long trip could be quite exhausting.”
The uncle reached out to support the grandfather, his gaze falling on Yu Huan's chiseled profile, and jokingly said, "With such good looks, Yu Huan's grandfather must be quite handsome too."
Lin Yourong, holding Yu Huan's hand, smiled and continued the conversation: "Grandpa is indeed quite tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes."
Upon hearing this, Grandpa chuckled and said, "Then when the weather gets warmer, I'll definitely go to Xingcheng to visit and meet Xiao Yu's grandpa."
“No problem, Grandpa, I’ll come pick you up then.” Yu Huan replied without hesitation.
"Okay, okay." Grandpa nodded repeatedly, his smile becoming even more kind and gentle.
As they talked, the group strolled leisurely through the corridor and arrived at the grand double doors made of solid wood.
Yu Huan reached out and gently grasped the cold metal doorknob, then pushed the door open with a little force.
In a short while, a lively atmosphere, accompanied by warm air, swept over us.
The two mahjong tables were already packed with people, filled with laughter and the crisp sound of mahjong tiles clattering together.
Wei Feiyu, who was facing the door, played a mahjong tile. He glanced up and saw them arrive. He immediately shouted, "Hey, you've finally arrived! We've been playing for several rounds. Hurry up and line up!"
(End of this chapter)