Chapter 510: Feng Yingying: Marrying into a Rich Family is So Satisfying!

Chapter 510: Feng Yingying: Marrying into a Rich Family is So Satisfying!

On the bus heading to Guangzhou, the Feng family was discussing Feng Yingying's wedding today.

Aunt Feng sighed with emotion, "Guoqiang, your in-laws are truly remarkable. Yingying can marry into such a family, and she won't have to worry about anything for the rest of her life."

Having such a formidable in-law family, Feng Guoqiang was genuinely elated. With a radiant smile, he said, "This is all thanks to Linlin. If it weren't for her introduction, where would Yingying have met Xiaoheng? Linlin, you’ve done a great job."

Feng Xuelin smiled, "It's also because Yingying is so outstanding. Otherwise, even if I had introduced her, it wouldn't have worked!"

Big Aunt Feng nodded, "Linlin is right. Just look at the four sisters-in-law of the Deng family; it shows how high their standards are for their daughters-in-law. If Yingying weren't so excellent, it would have been very difficult for her to marry into the Deng family."

Second Aunt Feng agreed, "That's true. Each of the four sisters-in-law is so beautiful. Besides the eldest sister-in-law, the second, third, and fourth sisters-in-law are all graduates of prestigious universities. Especially the second and third sisters-in-law, their family backgrounds are also excellent. If Yingying weren’t so outstanding, it would have been truly difficult for her to marry into such a family."

Grandma Wang was also very pleased, "Linlin, you’ve introduced such a good match for Yingying. You should also start thinking about your own future."

Feng Mother also smiled, "Linlin, your grandmother is right. If there's no one suitable around you, let Xiaoheng help you find someone."

Feng Xuelin laughed, "We'll see. I'm still in school, so I'm not in a rush."

Apart from the Feng family, their relatives and friends were also discussing the wedding today.

At this point, everyone was well aware of the Deng family's influence. For them, Feng Yingying had indeed married into a wealthy family.

...

In the afternoon.

Most of the relatives and friends who had come to celebrate the wedding had left.

Deng Shirong sat at the entrance of his home, leisurely smoking. It had been more than sixteen years since he was reborn, and his seven children had all married, two or three years faster than in his previous life. In his previous life, his youngest son didn't get married until the end of the century.

Looking at the world, parents in our country are undoubtedly the most responsible. From the moment they become parents, they are burdened with a thousand-pound responsibility.

The more children they have, the heavier the burden on their shoulders.

This thousand-pound burden doesn't just disappear when the children reach adulthood. For parents in our country, the burden remains until their children get married and start their own families. Only then can parents truly consider their "task" completed and finally put down the heavy load.

Of course, this applies to responsible parents. Those who give birth but do not raise their children do not deserve to be called parents and are not worth mentioning.

Deng Shirong was clearly a responsible father, always concerned about his children's futures. Now that his youngest son was finally married, he had truly completed his task as a parent. Even if he were to let go now, no one would have the right to criticize him.

After smoking a few pipes, Deng Shirong put the pipe aside and asked, "Yunheng, Yunsong, when are you going back to Fujian and Zhejiang?"

He couldn't imagine his second and third sons staying in their hometown for the New Year.

It was only the 17th of the twelfth lunar month. If they stayed in their hometown for the New Year, it would be more than half a month. As the top officials in Fuzhou and Hangzhou, they had countless matters to attend to, and it would be impossible to leave their posts for such a long time without a special reason.

The same applied to his third son and daughter-in-law. They were also top officials in their units and had a lot of work to handle.

Therefore, it was certain that his second and third sons would not be staying in their hometown for the New Year.

Deng Yunheng said, "I'll stay at home for one more day and leave for Fuzhou the day after tomorrow."

Deng Yunsong replied, "I'll also leave the day after tomorrow. There's still a lot to take care of by the end of the year."

"Then I'll have someone pack some huishuihe for you to take with you."

Deng Shirong then looked at his second son and asked, "What about Weiyi and Amo? Will they stay in the hometown for the New Year, or go back to Fuzhou with you?"

Deng Yunheng said, "They will stay in the hometown for the New Year. It will be good for my eldest sister to stay at home too. We can take Amo to Fuzhou when he starts school next year."

Deng Shirong said, "My eldest sister has taken care of Amo for so many years and rarely goes home. She should spend time with her family. Amo will start primary school in September next year, and by then, my eldest sister will be quite old. We should find her a good match."

"I've already talked to her about this. We'll ask her what kind of person she likes next year and try to find her a good family."

"Alright, let's discuss it next year then."

...

In the evening.

The wedding night.

By now, Feng Yingying had already taken off her makeup. Although she wasn't as stunning as she was in her wedding dress, she was a true beauty. Even without makeup, she was still very attractive, with skin so smooth and tender it seemed to glisten with moisture.

Despite it being their first time, the act came naturally to them, and they managed it quite smoothly.

There's a joke from the future that goes something like this: a married couple had been together for many years, but the wife had never gotten pregnant. They went to the doctor for a checkup and found out the reason they hadn't conceived.

It turned out that since the day they got married, they had always been taking the "dry route" and never the "wet route," assuming that the "dry route" was the correct way.

Of course, jokes like this should really not be taken seriously. How foolish would someone have to be to mistake the "dry route" for the correct one? If humans were all that foolish, they would have gone extinct billions of years ago.

After all, even animals with lower intelligence know which route is the correct one when it comes to this.

Deng Yunheng and Feng Yingying were certainly not that kind of fools. However, their first experience as a couple could only be described as average. The kind of depiction in some novels where a man lasts for over half an hour on his first time is undoubtedly a complete exaggeration, as there is no such man in this world.

To put it bluntly, once you enter the enemy's territory, even if the enemy lets you off easy and there's no real fighting, just a standoff where neither side moves, you still can't last very long before you have to surrender.

Of course, if you're not a novice but an experienced man, that's a different story.

Although this was an unfair battle, where the enemy on their own turf is invincible, and no matter how strong you are, you'll only end up being beaten, the results of being beaten in three minutes versus being beaten in thirty minutes are still different.

In this second battle, Deng Yunheng and the enemy fought for nearly twenty minutes, which was already a pretty good performance for a novice who didn't know any combat techniques and only had raw strength.

This night, due to the battlefield just being opened and the laws of heaven and earth not yet fully established, Deng Yunheng and the enemy only engaged in two skirmishes to probe each other, then called it a day and agreed to continue the next day.

...

The next day.

Deng Shirong had someone help him prepare huishuihe for his second and third sons. This was a genuine local specialty, perfect for gifting, so he prepared a lot for his sons.

This time, Deng Shirong used sesame ash to make the huishuihe. Sesame ash is one of the best ashes for making huishuihe. The huishuihe made with sesame ash is truly fragrant and leaves a lingering aftertaste.

Feng Yingying was very curious about how huishuihe was made, so she followed the process from start to finish.

When the glutinous rice was steamed and poured out to be prepared for making, the aroma of sesame wafted through the air, making everyone's mouths water.

Deng Yunheng scooped a bowl and handed it to his wife, saying, "Try it. It's best to eat it while it's hot!"

Seeing that others were also eating the glutinous rice with their hands, Feng Yingying took the bowl and chopsticks, and tried a bite of the fragrant glutinous rice. The glutinous rice, soaked in sesame ash, was truly different. She couldn't describe the taste, but it became more and more fragrant the more she chewed, and she couldn't stop eating.

Deng Shirong also tried a bite. Although soaking the glutinous rice in ash seems simple, the amount of ash and the soaking time are crucial. Too much ash would make it taste astringent, and if it's not soaked enough, it wouldn't have the sesame fragrance.

Only when the amount of sesame ash and the soaking time are just right does the huishuihe become a top-quality delicacy.

And now, the glutinous rice was clearly up to par.

After finishing the huishuihe, it was already afternoon.

Tomorrow, his second and third sons and their families would be leaving, so tonight's dinner would be the New Year's reunion dinner. Deng Shirong and his daughters-in-law prepared two large tables of sumptuous dishes, inviting his eldest brother's family to join them for a family dinner.

After dinner, once his uncle's family had left, Zhang Xiuping sat down next to Feng Yingying, the new sister-in-law, and asked with a smile, "Yingying, I heard from Xiaoheng that you used to work at your family's company. What kind of business does your family's company do?"

Feng Yingying replied, "Big Sister, my family's company supplies textile raw materials."

Zhang Xiuping exclaimed, "So it's a textile raw material supplier! That must be a good business, right?"

"Business was good in the past, but now the market competition is very intense, and it's getting harder to do business."

Feng Yingying sighed, "I discussed with my father, and we thought about changing our focus and entering the next link in the supply chain, directly producing textiles.

But my father is hesitant. Once we enter the next link, our existing customers will become competitors, cutting off our retreat. If the textiles we produce can't be sold, the company might not be able to continue operating."

Zhang Xiuping couldn't help but laugh, "That's a good idea. Your family's company is already a raw material supplier, so the cost of raw materials is lower than that of textile competitors, giving you a price advantage in production.

As for sales, our Yongjia Supermarket should be able to help."

Feng Yingying naturally understood what her sister-in-law meant and was delighted, "Thank you, Big Sister. I'll talk to my father and have him purchase the production equipment."

"It's no trouble at all. We're all family, so there's no need to be formal."

Zhang Xiuping then asked, "This is your family's business, but do you have any plans to start your own business?"

Feng Yingying replied, "I do have plans to start my own business, but I haven't figured out what field to enter yet. Big Sister, do you have any suggestions?"

Zhang Xiuping laughed, "Yingying, you're asking the wrong person. I have limited abilities and wouldn't dare give you advice. If you want to start a business, you should seek advice from your father."

Deng Shirong, hearing this, wasn't being modest. He had built his children's careers and the Deng Family Group with his own hands and had already considered his youngest son's future. He smiled and continued, "Yingying, if you want to start a business, I do have a pretty good idea."

Feng Yingying's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Dad, what idea do you have?"

Deng Shirong countered, "Do you know about pearl milk tea?"

Feng Yingying shook her head and said, "I haven't heard of it, but the name sounds nice."

It was no wonder she hadn't heard of it. Pearl milk tea was invented in Taiwan in 1987 and hadn't yet entered the mainland. It was entirely normal for people on the mainland not to have heard of pearl milk tea.

According to the development trajectory of pearl milk tea in his previous life, it would officially enter the mainland in the summer of 1997.

Then, in just a few short decades, the annual sales of milk tea would reach hundreds of billions, with the industry growing at an astonishing rate. By the time Deng Shirong was reborn, the annual sales of milk tea had already reached 160 billion, which was truly staggering.

Little Dong'er, who had been listening to the adults chat, interjected, "Auntie, pearl milk tea is really delicious. Last year, when Grandpa took us to Taiwan, he bought us some to drink."

Deng Shirong explained, "Pearl milk tea is a popular drink invented by the Taiwanese. The pearls are smooth and chewy, and when combined with the milk tea, it's a perfect match, especially favored by young people.

Moreover, a milk tea shop doesn't require a large space; a small shop of just a dozen or even a few square meters can suffice. It's a typical example of a low-investment, high-return business.

I believe this drink will soon spread to our mainland. If you want to start a business, you can open a chain of milk tea shops. When pearl milk tea becomes popular nationwide, you'll definitely make a fortune."

Feng Yingying was very excited and said, "Dad, I'll start my business with pearl milk tea!"

Deng Shirong said, "Pearl milk tea is simple to make and doesn't require a large investment, so there's no high barrier to entry. Once the business becomes successful, pearl milk tea shops will sprout up everywhere, leading to intense competition.

If you want to dominate the milk tea market, you need to create your own brand from the start and continuously innovate."

Feng Yingying nodded repeatedly. Her father-in-law's advice gave her a clear direction for starting her milk tea chain.

Zhang Xiuping, showing the demeanor of a good elder sister, suggested, "Yingying, since Dad said your milk tea shop doesn't need much space, our Yongjia Supermarket can allocate a small area for you to operate your milk tea shop.

This way, you only need to train your staff. Once the milk tea shops are uniformly decorated, you'll immediately have over two hundred chain stores.

Moreover, our supermarket has a steady stream of customers, so your milk tea brand will quickly gain recognition!"

Deng Shirong added with a smile, "You don't need to worry about startup capital; I'll provide it."

"Thank you, Dad! Thank you, Big Sister!"

Feng Yingying thanked them with a beaming smile. Even an illiterate person would have a chance to succeed with such excellent startup conditions, let alone a top university graduate. If she couldn't make it with the support of her father-in-law and sister-in-law, she might as well buy a block of tofu and bash her head against it.

That night, Feng Yingying couldn't wait to call her parents and tell them about everything that had happened.

After hearing her daughter's story, Feng Guoqiang and his wife were also very excited. They knew that becoming in-laws with the Deng family would definitely resolve the company's crisis, it was just a matter of time.

But they never imagined that the company's crisis would be completely resolved the day after their daughter married into the Deng family.

Moreover, her in-laws were supporting her to start her own business.

Marrying into a wealthy family was truly satisfying!

...

The next day.

Deng Yunheng and Deng Yunsong, along with their wives, took a private car to Nanning and then flew to Fujian and Zhejiang, respectively. As for the huishuihe and other items, they were taken care of by the security personnel, so they didn't need to worry about them.

With his youngest son's wedding concluded, Deng Shirong had some free time. He smiled and asked his only beloved granddaughter, "Little Dong'er, you were first in the school again this semester. Where do you want to go for the winter break?"

Little Dong'er replied, "Grandpa, I don't want to travel this year. It's quite inconvenient to go out during the Spring Festival travel rush. Let's wait until the summer vacation next year!"

Deng Shirong nodded and said, "That's fine. Are you planning to study literature or science next?"

Little Dong'er said, "I think I'll go for literature. I'm more interested in it than in science."

Deng Shirong said, "Good, choose based on your interests. The same goes for your university major. Choose the one you're most interested in."

In reality, many parents forcefully interfere with their children's choices, from choosing their high school subjects to filling out college applications. Some children choose to comply, some resist, and some even go to extremes...

Such situations would never happen with Deng Shirong. He would respect his children's and grandchildren's choices and never interfere excessively.

Children have their own destinies, and Deng Shirong, having lived two lives, had a broad perspective. This is also why he never pressured Dongzi to study hard, at most using rewards or other methods to guide him. Later, realizing that Dongzi wasn't cut out for studying, he let him be.

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