Chapter 1846: Spring Festival

No matter how melodramatic movies and novels are, they actually come from life.

Just like many couples who start arguing because they forget an anniversary, or break up because the boyfriend mentions his ex-girlfriend.

Women always think men should not forget their birthdays, nor forget to celebrate Valentine's Day, Qixi Festival, birthdays, Christmas...

It seems that if a man misses an important anniversary, he is unforgivable and deserves to be cut into pieces.

But in reality?

Men have to support their families and deal with the storms outside, so they might not pay much attention to details.

Women, on the other hand, care most about details.

Interestingly, women say they care about spiritual feelings and don't care about material things, yet they also say that if a man can't even spend money on the woman he loves, he doesn't love her at all.

Well, it's really hard to be a man.

Fortunately, Fan Baobao is not that kind of person, and Zhao Fusheng doesn't have to work too hard.

Even during pregnancy, apart from being a bit sensitive, Fan Baobao didn't disturb Zhao Fusheng.

Spring Festival arrived quickly, and the whole of China was immersed in a carnival atmosphere.

In the eyes of foreigners, this is almost a terrifying scene.

For someone not belonging to China, during the Spring Festival, China falls into what Western media and pessimistic economists predict: factories shut down, shops close, government halts, the stock market cannot trade, the wealthy flee overseas with their families, locals rush to convert currency into food, many families post slogans at their doors expressing demands, streets are filled with the smell of gunpowder from explosives, people are mostly idle, drinking all day, playing cards, teenagers and children go in groups to beg for money, the whole country seems to be collapsing.

Well, isn't that scary?

When Zhao Fusheng first saw this joke, he laughed for a long time.

Thinking about it carefully, it really makes sense.

Spring Festival is indeed a good time for Chinese people to rest.

Zhao Fusheng, on the other hand, was busier at this time.

No way, all kinds of people, as long as he had their phone numbers, would send each other blessings.

Familiar partners and friends would also call one by one, chatting for a few minutes each, and time passed quickly.

Throughout New Year's Eve, Zhao Fusheng spent it constantly answering and making calls.

Similar to him was Zhao's father.

After all, his business was growing bigger and bigger, so naturally a lot of people called him to wish him a happy new year, and he had to call them back to do the same.

Look at how busy this father and son are.

Zhao's mother and Li Yuan were making dumplings, watching Zhao Fusheng and Zhao's father constantly making and answering calls, and couldn't help laughing.

Being busy is good, being busy is good.

Li Yuan said with a smile. As an older person, in her worldview, as long as people work hard, they won't starve to death, which is much better than idlers.

Speaking of which, what she admired most about Zhao Fusheng was precisely this: he was never someone who stood still; he always worked hard to make life better.

In comparison, this is undoubtedly an ability and quality that many of his peers lack.

Busy all day for nothing, Zhao's mother said, but the smile on her face couldn't be suppressed.

Women, especially middle-aged women at this age, care most about their children and husbands; this is beyond doubt.

Even someone like Li Yuan and Zhao's mother, with their relationship, would have such thoughts.

Of course, because of Zhao Fusheng, they wouldn't have conflicts like other mothers-in-law and mothers-in-law.

In fact, the two mothers had long become different from others.

Interestingly, the competition between women is not just about beauty and youth; sometimes, experience and wisdom are equally important.

It was always thought that a woman's age is inversely proportional to her ability to obtain happiness; the younger the woman, the more men like her.

In fact, that's just a rule for ordinary men and ordinary women.

Ordinary women, because they are ordinary, once they lose their youth, they lose everything.

Like a can of soda, once opened, it's worthless. Who would spend money to buy a can of cola that someone else has opened?

Even if we sometimes drink cola from someone else's cup, the main reasons are: first, we are thirsty. Second, it's free. Third, it's right at hand. If it takes a little effort or is a bit forced, we think it's unnecessary.

Isn't it just a can of cola?

Youth comes only once for everyone, so it is precious for everyone. The reason we often think youth is more precious for women is that there are too many ordinary women.

The youth of ordinary women is not shorter than that of others, but their youth is like a roll of film that expires and becomes invalid. So if they don't take more pictures within the validity period, they might not even have memories in the future.

Therefore, women all long to meet a man who is a master photographer, because only then can their youth be transformed into precious pictures, printed, hung, posted, and admired.

Isn't this the greatest happiness and glory for a roll of film?

Unfortunately, the fate of most women is like most rolls of film: they have no chance to become precious pictures. They just take a lot of vulgar scenery or people carelessly or carefully, which have no value except for their own memories. Worse, some negatives may be overexposed and not even worth developing; they remain in darkness forever.

So if a woman is too ordinary, her fate is very much like a roll of film: she has little control over herself, and once the validity period passes, no one is willing to waste time on her.

Would you still smile at a camera if you knew the film inside was expired?

Modern people are so stingy that they won't even waste expressions, let alone other more precious things like time and money.

And if a man is too ordinary, he is like someone who has never touched a camera before and just got one: he always needs more film, never considers composition or lighting. For him, the enjoyment is only at the moment of pressing the shutter; after that, it's over.

If a woman ends up with such a man, it's definitely not a good thing for her. Such men should be left for young, inexperienced girls. Women with experience have developed the instinct to avoid such men.

Compared to young women, experienced women have not lost anything else precious except youth.

On the contrary, they have gained experience. For a man, an experienced woman is like a famous painting that has gone through dynastic changes: though somewhat worn, she is unique and non-renewable, unlike youth, where young girls in the world are as plentiful as freshly baked hamburgers at McDonald's—missing one or eating one more doesn't matter.

But a famous painting is different. If a woman has cultivated herself into a famous painting, she doesn't need to rush to sell.

What's the hurry?

It's not a calendar; if it doesn't sell this year, it won't sell next year.

If in the previous life, Zhao's mother and Li Yuan were the most ordinary housewives with no outstanding performance or exciting life, then in this life, their lives have changed, and the trajectory of their lives has become different because of the change.

Mom, after the New Year, are you interested in doing some charity?

After finishing his calls, Zhao Fusheng saw Zhao's mother and Li Yuan chatting and casually said to them.

Doing charity?

The two looked at each other, utterly confused, not understanding what was happening.

How did it suddenly come to charity?

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, explained the charity plan he and Fan Baobao had before, and finally said, "I think this is a good thing; our whole family can participate."

It is indeed a good thing, Li Yuan nodded, looking quite interested.

On the other hand, Zhao's mother hesitated.

Obviously, although Zhao Fusheng's proposal was good, she clearly had other considerations.

Zhao Fusheng saw this and laughed, "What's wrong, Mom? What are you worried about?"

You child, what do you know? If your mother-in-law and I both go do charity, what about Baobao? Who will help her take care of the child? Zhao's mother's words made Zhao Fusheng pause, and then a wave of warmth filled his heart.