A life of financial freedom

As the plane took off, Zhou Yidan's heart grew anxious.

She stared blankly at the clouds outside the window.

Motherland, China...

She was born in the United States, but longed for that distant country.

Her grandmother had mentioned countless times that if she could, she would not have immigrated, even if life there was hard and tiring, she would still be happy.

A slight touch pulled Zhou Yidan out of her personal world. She lowered her head and met a pair of clear eyes, a little girl with a bright gaze.

The little girl spoke in Mandarin, holding a chocolate, "Here, sister, for you."

"Thank you."

Zhou Yidan took the chocolate and put it in her mouth. It melted instantly, with a rich sweetness, a hint of bitterness, a complex taste, and a long-lasting flavor.

"Is it good?" the little girl asked.

"This is the best chocolate I've ever had," Zhou Yidan said truthfully.

Then the little girl stuffed all her chocolates into Zhou Yidan's arms, and then turned back to her father and said, "Daddy, all the chocolates are finished, Nannan didn't waste any."

Seeing this scene, Chu Fang smiled and shook his head.

Such a quirky little girl.

Zhong Tingyue slowly withdrew her gaze, a curved arc appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Chu."

"Yeah."

"What are your thoughts on this trip abroad?"

"None."

"Didn't bring your brain?"

"That's right." Chu Fang nodded, "What about you?"

"Me neither."

They looked at each other and then smiled.

The journey from New York back to Shanghai was another dozen hours, almost making people numb.

In the last two or three hours, Chu Fang didn't like anyone he saw, with a cold look on his face, like a passenger on a Japanese AV train.

After enduring the hardship, the plane finally landed in Shanghai at three o'clock in the afternoon, Beijing time.

"Wo ri!" As the plane taxied, Chu Fang suddenly became energetic.

Then the flight attendant announced their safe return, and applause and cheers rang out in the plane.

"Going home."

"It's more comfortable looking at home."

"..."

Zhou Yidan looked out the window, listening to the familiar words around her, and the heart that had been hanging finally fell.

She hugged her grandmother's ashes tightly and whispered, "Grandma, we are back."

After the plane landed, the passengers left one by one.

Under the guidance of Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue, Zhou Yidan completed the relevant procedures and formalities, and then left the terminal.

Walking out of the airport, Zhou Yidan wanted to say goodbye. She didn't want to continue to trouble Chu Fang and the others, but Chu Fang forcibly pulled her along.

He stopped a taxi, and the three of them got in.

Chu Fang sat in the front, unhurriedly saying, "You don't understand anything when you first arrive, you don't know anything, and you don't even have the most basic apps. In today's rapidly changing China, it will be difficult to move an inch."

"Maybe someone will abduct you and you won't even know it."

"Little brother, what you said is pure nonsense." The driver slowly drove, "There is no such thing as human trafficking these days?"

"Master, can you drive seriously?" Chu Fang was speechless, "This is a foreign friend."

"You still can't talk nonsense." The driver muttered, then turned to greet Zhou Yidan, "Konichiwa."

Seeing that Zhou Yidan didn't respond, he changed to another language, "Your salt, my vinegar."

Zhou Yidan pursed her lips, ripples appearing on her face, "Hello, Master."

"Eh?" The driver was stunned, then glanced at Chu Fang, "You kid is talking nonsense, this is clearly a Chinese person."

Chu Fang said quietly, "Is it possible that she is a Chinese descendant?"

"That's also a Chinese person!" The driver said, "The same blood flows in our bodies."

Along the way, Chu Fang told Zhou Yidan about the common sense of living in China, and downloaded the apps she would use daily.

Zhou Yidan listened while looking out the window, seeing many people with the same skin color as her, adults, children, infants, office workers, white-collar workers...

Abroad, because of her skin color, Zhou Yidan had been bullied a lot, and her mind had become timid. But here, she saw these compatriots, children running and playing, with bright smiles on their faces.

At this moment, she finally understood why her grandmother was so attached to this country.

Zhou Yidan bit her lip, her eyes already unfocused.

After a while, they returned to the昙花小区(昙花小区) residential area.

As soon as he got out of the car, the security guard saw Chu Fang and immediately ran over, "Boy, did you do what I asked you to do?"

Knowing that Chu Fang was going abroad, the security guard gave him an important task, which was to steal US secrets, such as the design and structure of lithography machines, confidential information about atomic bombs, and aerospace engines. If possible, it wouldn't be impossible to drive an F35 back to China..., anyway, things like that.

Chu Fang's eyes widened, "You really believe it?"

The security guard was also surprised, "You didn't do it?"

He paused, his voice raised eight degrees, "I finally entrusted you with something, but you didn't do it. You can't count on you for anything. Then what are you doing back? Eating for free? Why didn't you die in the United States?"

Chu Fang: "..."

This old man took it seriously.

Zhong Tingyue's delicate face showed a smile, and then she took Zhou Yidan into the residential area.

Opening the door and going home, the three pets at home instantly surrounded them, and the tabby cat even made a gentle sound.

"Okay, okay, I'm back." Zhong Tingyue comforted the three pets.

...

At night, the lights came on.

Chu Fang bought some vegetables and meat and started cooking.

"Brother Chu, let me help you," Zhou Yidan said.

"You play, I can handle it myself." He smiled.

Chu Fang rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

He hadn't had a good meal in the United States these days, so he would make a hearty dinner tonight to reward himself.

He bought a lively sea bass at the vegetable market just now, weighing more than three kilograms. The bass meat is tender and has few bones, so it is suitable for grilled fish.

Grilled fish originated in Chongqing and combines three processes: marinating, grilling, and stewing.

For the grilled fish, Chu Fang specially bought that kind of grilled fish rack, instead of choosing frying or microwave, just to seek an authentic taste.

"Mr. Chu, your mother has a message," Zhong Tingyue leaned against the kitchen door, "asking if you have returned to Shanghai."

Chu Fang said while cooking, "Please reply for me."

"That won't work, if your mother finds out, she will say that I am nosy."

"Have you been minding less?"

"Then I'll reply."

Zhong Tingyue took Chu Fang's mobile phone and started replying to the message.

[Love Single Player: ...]

[A Little Fairy: What do you mean by replying this?]

[A Little Fairy: I don't understand.]

[Love Single Player: Mom, you are so stupid.]

[Love Single Player: This means nothing happened.]

[A Little Fairy: Is that bad woman you?]

[A Little Fairy: You are messing with my good boy's mobile phone again, I must ask good boy to divorce you.]

Chu Ma was about to continue speaking, but suddenly saw a red exclamation mark.

"Ah, bad woman!" She was broken.

Chu Ba smiled and shook his head.

...

Yang Meina and Wang Wenhao brought Zhong Rou's daily necessities back. As soon as Yang Meina entered the door, she smelled the fragrance all over the house.

"You two are finally willing to come back." Yang Meina put down her things, "How was it abroad?"

"It's not interesting." Zhong Tingyue shrugged.

They were not very adapted to all aspects of foreign countries, living habits, culture...

Soon the sea bass was grilled, the fish was fried until golden brown and slightly charred, the outer skin was tight, and it sparkled with an attractive luster.

After that, Chu Fang stir-fried various side dishes, potatoes, onions, bean sprouts, green peppers. After stir-frying, he poured the soup and side dishes on the grilled fish, and a sizzling sound rang out in an instant.

The fragrance bloomed instantly like smoke, with a rich spicy flavor, a mellow burnt aroma, and a fresh vegetable aroma intertwined.

Chu Fang shouted, "Dinner is ready."

Several people sat around together, and he asked, "How is the taste?"

Yang Meina, as always, did not give a good evaluation, "Not good!"

"Then don't eat it."

"I insist on eating it!" Yang Meina retorted, "Do you know how much effort and energy I have spent taking care of Zhong Rou these days? You owe me this."

Zhong Tingyue asked, "Did Zhong Rou cause trouble?"

"No." Yang Meina answered directly, but thought for a second or two, and asked, "Not writing test papers, skipping classes, secretly eating self-heating hot pot in class, stuffing her head into the table and not being able to take it out, selling snacks, these things shouldn't be considered causing trouble, right?"

"Not considered." Zhong Tingyue said lightly.

This is her little sister's daily operation, and she is already used to it.

"Then there was no trouble. Rou Rou was very good in school. Even if she was caught bringing breakfast to her classmates and fined 5,000 yuan, she didn't do anything wrong, which is very good."

Chu Fang's eyes widened, "How much?"

"Five thousand."

"How could she be fined five thousand?"

What outrageous things did an ordinary high school student do to be fined 5,000 yuan?

Yang Meina explained, "There are many boarding students in the school, and the school's breakfast is not good, so Rou Rou brought breakfast to her classmates. Over time, she found that the profit was quite large, and then she started a team to bring breakfast, bringing breakfast to the boarding students every morning."

"While doing it, many day students joined in, and the team grew again. Originally, there were few people eating breakfast in the morning, and with Rou Rou doing this, she almost bankrupted the school cafeteria."

"Finally, she was caught by the principal and fined 5,000 yuan."

Chu Fang: "..."

Zhong Tingyue: "..."

Wang Wenhao smiled.

Zhou Yidan heard many stories about Zhong Rou, and she thought that if Zhong Rou was born in the United States, she would definitely be able to do something earth-shattering.

...