Rebirth of Bloody Romance

As night falls, the courtyard in Beihai is gently embraced by the soft moonlight, appearing particularly peaceful and warm.

Zhong Yuemin returned home in the night, feeling tired and homesick from the day. But just before he stepped over the threshold, he was deeply attracted by a picture - it was the taste of home and the look of happiness.

From afar, the laughter was as clear as a silver bell, penetrating the silence of the night and striking Zhong Yuemin's heart. He slowed down his pace, fearing that he would disturb this rare harmony.

Before I even stepped over the threshold, another burst of clear and pleasant laughter came to my face like a spring breeze. It was the sound from home, pure and happy.

Zhong Yuemin slowed down his pace and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a warm and harmonious scene in his own courtyard - old man Zhong Shanyue, the elder who usually appeared dignified and a bit serious, was now hunched over, having a lot of fun with little Shihua and little Haichen.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!" Xiao Shihua shouted happily, holding a paper airplane in her hand and making flying gestures in the air. Her face was filled with an innocent smile, and her eyes were full of love and dependence on her grandfather.

Little Haichen sat on a small stool nearby, watching his sister and grandfather play, laughing heartily from time to time. His eyes sparkled with curiosity, and he seemed to want to join in their game.

Zhong Shanyue smiled kindly, his eyes full of doting. He played with Xiao Shihua with paper airplanes, and occasionally made some exaggerated movements, which made Xiao Shihua laugh.

This scene made Zhong Yuemin's heart warm. He stood quietly at the door, feeling the strong family affection. He knew that no matter how the outside world changed, this place would always be his spiritual haven and his eternal home.

Xiao Shihua, this innocent and lovely little girl, has two playful pigtails and a smile as bright as a spring flower, which seems to be able to melt all the coldness in the world, making people want to hug her tightly in their arms.

And little Haichen, the boy who always loved to make trouble, was squatting on the other side of his grandfather very obediently at this moment, fiddling with a colorful kite in his hand, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and yearning for the unknown world.

Zhong Yuemin stood quietly outside the courtyard gate, watching this warm scene, with an indescribable feeling of envy in his heart. For him, such a scene could only be experienced when he was with his daughter.

In my memory, the relationship between me and my father Zhong Shanyue was not harmonious, and most of the time there was endless silence and confusion. The occasional conversations between them were often accompanied by fierce arguments and deep misunderstandings.

As for his own son Xiao Haichen, Zhong Yuemin shook his head helplessly. It would be better not to talk about how they got along.

All in all, there is no enviable relationship between the three of them, but instead there is chaos.

Zhong Yuemin approached gently without disturbing the tranquility. He just stood quietly by the side, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and his eyes showed both envy and relief.

Xiao Shihua was the first to notice him and shouted excitedly, "Dad is back!" This crisp call seemed to break some invisible barrier, making the already warm atmosphere even more intense.

Zhong Shanyue looked up, with a kind and smiling look in his eyes, and nodded to Zhong Yuemin. His eyes seemed to have a thousand words, but no words were needed. Xiao Haichen also put down the kite in his hand, just looked at it and then lowered his head to continue playing.

As the night deepens, the courtyard is brightly lit, reflecting a series of warm family scenes.

Zhong Yuemin walked towards Zhong Shanyue with a smile, and a light-hearted opening remark broke the tranquility of the night. "Dad, how come you have time to come here today?" There was a hint of teasing and intimacy in his words.

However, Zhong Shanyue looked at him speechlessly with a look of "you know the answer but still ask", and his tone was somewhat reproachful. "Why did you come back so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time." His words showed that he was quite dissatisfied with his son's late return.

Zhong Yuemin shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless when he heard this. "Busy! There are too many things to do today."

Zhong Yuemin tried to use the busy work as an excuse for coming home late, but the flicker in his eyes revealed a bit of guilt.

When Zhong Shanyue heard this, he became even more furious, and his tone was a bit teasing and dissatisfied. "What are you busy with? You spend the whole day in the office drinking tea and reading newspapers. You have more leisure time than anyone else." Although the old man's words were straightforward, every word touched Zhong Yuemin's heart, leaving him speechless for a moment.

At this time, Xiao Shihua seemed to sense the subtle atmosphere between Grandpa and Dad. She cleverly took her brother Xiao Haichen's hand and said softly, "Grandpa and Dad have something to say. Let's go find Mom."

As they spoke, the two little guys held hands and quietly left the place that was about to become a "battlefield" to find Zhou Xiaobai who was busy.

Zhong Yuemin scratched his head awkwardly, with a bit of helplessness and cunning in his smile. "Dad, your anger really makes me love and fear you. Who made you unhappy today? I will help you vent your anger."

Zhong Shanyue rolled his eyes at him unhappily, his tone was a mixture of severity and doting. "Who else could it be? It's just you, a troublesome brat! Every time you come back, you can find new topics to make me angry."

Zhong Yuemin sighed pretending to be wronged. "Dad, you are wronging me. I am very well behaved now. I always endure when others bully me. Back then, who could easily provoke me with my hot temper? Now I have cultivated my character and I am very different now."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Zhong Shanyue's mouth twitched slightly, and it was obvious that he did not buy into Zhong Yuemin's "boasting".

Zhong Shanyue changed the subject and got straight to the point. "I don't care about your trivial matters at school, but you must explain the matter of the Third Wool Mill to me. I heard that you don't plan to continue working there? What does that mean?"

Zhong Yuemin put away his joking expression and became serious. "Dad, you know my original intention of going to the Third Woolen Textile Factory was to promote reform and give the factory a new lease of life.

Now, after everyone's efforts, the reform has achieved remarkable results, the factory has been revitalized, and the workers have seen hope.

I think that I chose to leave at this time to give more capable people the opportunity to continue to lead the factory towards a better future. I am retiring after success. I am not quitting, but continuing to contribute in a different way. "

After listening to Zhong Yuemin's explanation, Zhong Shanyue's eyes flashed with complex emotions, including recognition of his son's growth, but also helplessness towards his self-promotion.

"You're different after reading for a few days. You speak very nicely. And you want to retire after achieving success? How can you flatter yourself so much?" The old man's words were a little sarcastic, but also revealed his expectations and encouragement for his son.

Zhong Yuemin heard this and quickly explained, "Dad, you misunderstood. I'm not saying that I want to quit right away, but I want to wait until the merger of several factories is successfully completed before considering the next step. After all, this merger involves many aspects and it takes time to coordinate and advance."

Zhong Shanyue shook his head, his tone was firm and unquestionable. "Don't underestimate the efficiency of state-owned enterprises now. Once the higher-ups make up their minds and the workers below respond positively, this matter can be done much faster than you think. I tell you, the merger of these factories can be completed in a few months at most."

Zhong Yuemin was surprised when he heard this. He really didn't expect that the efficiency of state-owned enterprises could be so high. After all, the state-owned enterprise reforms he had encountered before were often difficult and slow. But seeing Zhong Shanyue's confident look, he couldn't help but start to waver in his opinion.

"Dad, is what you said true? Are state-owned enterprises really so efficient now?" Zhong Yuemin asked half-doubtfully.

Zhong Shanyue rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "What's that look in your eyes? You still don't believe what I say? Let me tell you, times are different now, and state-owned enterprises are constantly reforming and developing. The leaders above are determined and courageous, and the workers below are also eager to run the enterprise well. So, as long as everyone works together, there is nothing that cannot be done."

When Zhong Yuemin heard that the merger could be completed within a few months, he could no longer hide the smile on his face. He rubbed his hands excitedly and blurted out, "That's great. In a few months, I won't have to be a factory director anymore. I can breathe a sigh of relief."

When Zhong Shanyue heard this, his brows knitted tightly, and he scolded him angrily, "You little bastard, you don't understand what I'm saying? Do you think this is the time to evade responsibility?"

At this time, Zhou Xiaobai's gentle voice interrupted Zhong Shanyue's scolding in time. She walked over from a distance with a smile, walked between the two of them, and said softly, "Dad, I know what Yuemin thinks."

Zhou Xiaobai turned to look at Zhong Yuemin, his eyes full of understanding and support. "Yuemin, you just have too many thoughts and think too far ahead."

Zhou Xiaobai then explained to Zhong Shanyue, "Dad, think about it! After the merger of the three wool spinning factories, this is definitely its highlight moment. Whether in terms of scale, strength or influence, it will reach a new height.

As one of the founders of this glorious history, Yuemin's contribution is indelible. In the future, no matter whether the Third Woolen Mill develops well or not, everyone here will remember Yuemin's name and everything he has done for the mill.

Therefore, Yuemin chose to retire at this time, not to evade responsibility, but to put a perfect end to his career in a wiser and more mature way. "

Zhong Shanyue nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, his eyes moving back and forth between Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai, and finally he sighed. "Yuemin, why are you so cunning?"

Zhong Yuemin shook his head and smiled bitterly. Looking at Zhou Xiaobai's insightful eyes, he admitted helplessly, "Wife, you think a lot. It's not as complicated as you think. I just don't want to do it anymore." There was a hint of self-mockery in his words, as if he was admitting that he sometimes did think too simply.

Zhou Xiaobai looked at him with a smile, which showed both her understanding of her husband and her tolerance for his cleverness. "Don't pretend, it's almost enough. We didn't say anything."

Zhou Xiaobai patted Zhong Yuemin's shoulder gently, indicating that he didn't need to worry too much. "Don't talk so much, go eat! The food is getting cold."

At this time, Zhong Shanyue also changed the topic in time. He didn't want to continue to dwell on this issue. "Yuemin! Do you still have the medicine you gave me last time?"

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Dad, why do you want it? It's useless if you take too much." He obviously didn't understand why his father suddenly brought up this matter. After all, that kind of medicine cannot be taken casually.

Zhong Shanyue smiled and explained, "Oh, it's not that I want to take it, but an old leader has been in poor health recently. I thought the medicine was quite effective, so I thought of giving him some to try."

Zhong Yuemin wanted to kindly remind his father that he should be cautious in the distribution and use of medicines. He just opened his mouth, "Dad, it's better to do less of this kind of thing in the future..." before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhong Shanyue's unquestionable tone.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Give me 10 or 8 pills first." Zhong Shanyue's tone was a bit joking and anxious.

Zhong Yuemin was speechless. He shook his head helplessly and muttered to himself: Only my old man could make me so helpless. If it were someone else, he would have directly retorted.

But facing Zhong Shanyue, Zhong Yuemin could only explain with a wry smile, "Dad, you thought this was Chinese cabbage, and I gave you 10 or 8 of them. Do you know how much one is worth? No, you can't buy it even if you have more money."

Zhong Shanyue looked at Zhong Yuemin with a frown on his face, his tone filled with dissatisfaction. "Yuemin, look at yourself now. Money is all you need for every move. Is money so important? Okay, I won't say any more to you. I won't eat either. Give me the medicine quickly. I'm leaving."

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaobai quickly patted Zhong Yuemin lightly, signaling him to be careful with his words, and gently advised, "Can you talk to Dad nicely? He cares about us, too."

Then, Zhou Xiaobai turned to face Zhong Shanyue, his tone soft but firm. "Dad, don't be like him. You know who Yuemin is. He is just straightforward and speaks without thinking. If you argue with him about everything, you will make him angry to death."

After hearing this, Zhong Shanyue sighed, with a hint of helplessness and pity in his eyes. He looked at Zhou Xiaobai and said with emotion, "Xiaobai! I'm sorry for you. You are always so sensible and considerate."

At this time, the children also noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere. Shihua and Haichen hurriedly came forward, holding Zhong Shanyue's hands on the left and right, and said coquettishly, "Grandpa, let's go eat. Mom's cooking is delicious, why don't you try it."

Zhong Shanyue looked at his two lovely grandchildren, and the unhappiness in his heart suddenly disappeared. He smiled and nodded. "Okay, okay, grandpa will go to eat. With you two here, grandpa doesn't have any anger at all."

Zhong Yuemin, who was at the back of the pack, muttered quietly, with a bit of grievance and confusion in his tone: "How come it's all my fault in the end? You guys have become a loving family. I didn't say anything wrong!" Although his voice was small, it revealed his helplessness and self-doubt about what had just happened.

Zhou Xiaobai was walking in front, but her ears were extremely sensitive. She heard Zhong Yuemin's muttering and couldn't help but turn around and roll her eyes at him. There was both blame and pampering in her eyes. "Can you stop being so funny?"

Zhou Xiaobai said softly, with a hint of laughter in his tone, and it was obvious that he was used to Zhong Yuemin's "little temper".

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin raised a wicked smile and suddenly pulled Zhou Xiaobai into his arms, his movements were quick and natural. In Zhou Xiaobai's surprised eyes, he gently slapped her on the butt.

Then he pretended to be serious and said, "Wife, do you believe that I will punish you according to the family rules tonight?" As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became subtle, with both the intimacy between husband and wife and a hint of mischief and teasing.

"Ah! Hateful!" Zhou Xiaobai was amused by Zhong Yuemin's sudden action, but then he pretended to be angry and broke free from his arms, but a happy smile was on his face.

Zhou Xiaobai knew that this was Zhong Yuemin's unique way to ease the tense atmosphere, and it was also a unique little interest between them. The grandfather and grandson in front did not seem to notice this little episode.