Chapter 35: Riding High in the Spring Breeze
Around five or six in the evening, Zhang Yang drove to his grandmother's house.
It was a square, old-style courtyard with a large open area outside the gate.
When he parked, he immediately noticed several cars. Among them, his uncle's BMW looked the most eye-catching, shining brightly.
"We're here, Dad, Mom." Zhang Yang parked the car.
Zhang Zhaohai and his wife got out first and walked into the courtyard.
Zhang Yang also got out, slammed the car door, and as the car beeped twice, everyone in the yard immediately turned their attention toward him.
"A Porsche? Zhang Yang, you're driving a Porsche?" His older cousin Li Kaiguang from his aunt's family walked forward. Looking at the spirited figure standing beside the car, and then at the gleaming Cayenne, he was momentarily stunned.
There was a saying: you don't need to say anything-your Range Rover will speak for you.
And at this moment, although Zhang Yang hadn't said a single word, everything that needed to be said had already been said.
"Just picked it up. Want a cigarette?" Zhang Yang also had a pack of Hè Tiānxià Zunshang in his pocket, which cost about a thousand per pack. Although he rarely smoked, he would occasionally have one to relax his mood.
But after becoming more disciplined, he smoked less and less.
Li Kaiguang quickly accepted the cigarette. He knew quality when he saw it. Lighting up a cigarette that cost dozens of yuan each, he took a puff and suddenly felt a completely different sensation.
It was hard to describe, impossible to explain. Perhaps this was the taste of money.
The two brothers walked into the courtyard side by side. Zhang Yang immediately saw his mother being surrounded by her two sisters, who were examining the jade bracelet on her wrist.
"With this quality, it's definitely not cheap. I saw one at the mall last time for over ten thousand, and it couldn't even compare to this," the eldest aunt said while carefully examining the bracelet again and again.
"Really? Zhang Yang gave it to me. I don't know the price." Song Wenqin smiled so widely that she could barely close her mouth.
When she first learned the price of the bracelet, she had been shocked. A bracelet worth over a hundred thousand-how could an ordinary woman from an ordinary family possibly wear something like that?
But since it was already bought, although she had said a few words about it, did she dislike it in her heart? Of course not. So the matter simply passed like that.
Her aunt-in-law Zhou Xiaona stood nearby watching as well, her eyes unable to hide the envy and sourness.
"Third Aunt, Zhang Yang really has become successful. He's even willing to buy such an expensive bracelet for you. No wonder Third Uncle couldn't stay in our little temple anymore."
Song Wenqin raised her eyelids slightly and ignored her. After all, at her mother's house she didn't want to argue. Besides, everyone already knew what kind of person this aunt-in-law was after all these years.
Not far away, Uncle Song Wenbo stood awkwardly to the side.
In the past, his family had always been the center of attention. But today, it looked like they had been pushed aside.
He looked at the Cayenne not far away, then at his third sister and brother-in-law surrounded by people, then at the brothers-in-law chatting and laughing while smoking good cigarettes. For no reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.
In the past, he had been the center, with everyone calling him "big brother-in-law" this and "big brother-in-law" that.
"Brother-in-law, we've prepared several big dishes already. We're just waiting for you to take charge of the cooking," the two aunts said to Zhang Zhaohai with smiles.
"No problem." Zhang Zhaohai took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went straight into the kitchen.
He had started as a chef for family banquets and had also worked in restaurants for several years. One could say he was a true folk chef, and the dishes he cooked were full of rich, home-style flavor.
Before long, delicious aromas drifted out from the kitchen.
After six in the evening, Zhang Zhaohai walked out of the kitchen, took off his apron, and shouted loudly that dinner was ready.
That evening, Grandma sat at the head seat, looking at her three daughters and one son and their families. She felt deeply satisfied and kept urging everyone to eat more.
Zhang Yang sat with his cousin Li Kaiguang, chatting while eating.
"Zhang Yang, you're really not the same as before," Li Kaiguang sighed. Once upon a time, he had actually felt a certain sense of superiority.
After all, his mother had sold insurance all her life, and his father was a small leader in a work unit. Their family wasn't wealthy, but they lived comfortably.
His parents had already arranged a car and a house for him.
But today, facing Zhang Yang, he truly felt a sense of being completely overshadowed. It wasn't just the Cayenne-it was a feeling he couldn't quite explain.
"You really need to envy me? Tell me, what are you lacking?" Zhang Yang found it a bit amusing. Li Kaiguang's family background was actually quite good.
Years ago, when Zhang Yang could only go to Xinhua Bookstore on weekends to read books, Li Kaiguang already had Sony and Nintendo consoles at home. Back then, it had been incredibly enviable.
"Ah, let's not talk about it." Li Kaiguang shook his head. "Every girl I like never likes me back."
He drank the wine in his cup in one gulp and coughed badly from the burn.
Zhang Yang's phone on the table began chiming repeatedly. Bei Wei was enthusiastically sharing parts of her daily life with him.
Shopping moments, dessert moments, and from time to time, a selfie.
Although Li Kaiguang wore thick glasses, his eyes were actually very sharp.
"A girl messaging you? Let your big brother take a look."
Zhang Yang casually swiped through the photos. A girl with long black hair and sweet makeup immediately appeared on the screen.
Li Kaiguang stared blankly, then silently covered his face with both hands, his shoulders trembling.
"Brother, are you okay?" Zhang Yang patted Li Kaiguang on the back.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Your brother here just feels a little sad… yeah… very sad." Li Kaiguang waved one hand to signal that he was fine.
That evening's dinner was actually quite harmonious.
Aside from his aunt-in-law occasionally making sarcastic remarks and his uncle quietly eating without speaking much, everything else went smoothly.
After dinner, Zhang Yang and Li Kaiguang went out for a walk.
During the walk, Zhang Yang unexpectedly received a video call from his younger cousin Song Yumeng.
Song Yumeng was his uncle's daughter and had just started her first year of college. Strangely enough, although her parents were rather unpleasant people, Song Yumeng had followed Zhang Yang around since childhood, calling him "big brother" all day long.
Sometimes Zhang Yang's feelings about his uncle's family were really complicated because of that.
After answering the call, Song Yumeng's delicate face appeared on the screen.
"Brother Zhang Yang… wow, Brother Zhang Yang, you've gotten thinner, and you're more handsome!" she exclaimed happily, leaning closer to the screen as if trying to see more clearly.
"Your brother's been dieting lately. Are you in the dorm?" Zhang Yang turned the camera slightly so Li Kaiguang could greet Song Yumeng as well.
"I just got back from the cafeteria." As soon as Song Yumeng said that, a girl's voice suddenly shouted from beside her.
"Song Yumeng, you're video chatting with a guy? My bare legs are out here, you'd better watch it!"
"Got it, got it." Song Yumeng ran to the balcony. "Brother, that was the long-legged beauty from our dorm. If you saw her, you'd definitely drool. Just wait-I'll definitely find a chance to introduce her to you."
Zhang Yang felt a little touched.
She really was a good little sister. Even when there was a long-legged beauty around, she didn't forget about her brother.
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