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Chapter 129

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I sold my father's two houses; my cousin paid for the ready-to-wear store; Fan Jing mortgaged the villa, and the three of us came to Shenzhen with ambition to make a fortune. My mother came to the airport to pick me up. Although she was over fifty years old, my mother was still full of youthful vitality, and her clothes were still so bright and gorgeous. And, as Dashen said, my mother always held a very conspicuous parasol and waited at the exit of the airport with a smile.

Mom... Looking at my mother's graceful and luxurious figure, her charming face, and her white and delicate skin, I rushed away excitedly, hugged my mother's pink neck, and kissed her warmly: Mom, my son misses you so much!

My hot body was pressed against my mother's warm and soft waist, and I felt unprecedented happiness. My mother's pungent fragrance immediately teased the cock between my crotch and raised her head. I quietly arched my crotch towards my mother. My mother's body shook slightly and smiled knowingly: Oh, oh, Mom held a colorful parasol in one hand and patted my back with the other: Oh, oh, my son, you are so beautiful!

Haha, I reluctantly let go of my mother's plump waist, smiled and habitually sarcastic: Haha, Mom, long time no see, why did your accent turn into an inappropriate Cantonese Mandarin!

Hello, aunt!

The cousin and Fan Jing behind him greeted her mother at the same time. The mother ignored her cousin, but stared at the strange Fan Jing with all her attention. Looking at Fan Jing who was in full swing, her mother pretended to behave while staring at me with eager eyes. When I helped my mother into the taxi, the mother asked me whisperedly: Son, who is she? Why are you hooking up with another one? You always don’t worry about your mother!

Mom, I put my mouth on my mother's ear: Mom, she is not an ordinary soldier, she, After listening to my brief introduction, the disdain on my mother's face suddenly disappeared, and replaced by an unprecedented surprise. I saw my mother smiling all over her face, slapped the seat diligently, and let Fan Jing sit beside her: Ah, it turns out that you are the only daughter of the old Red Army. Please sit here!

OK, Fan Jing sat openly beside her mother. Her mother took Fan Jing's little hand and looked at her beautiful face for a long time: Ah, she is so beautiful, the children of high-ranking officials are unique, elegant in temperament, and extraordinary in conversation! Hehe, Xiaojing, I have met your father!

Well, Fan Jing looked at her mother in surprise, and she said with great honor: Really, that was something that happened many years ago. Back then, our school organized revolutionary traditional education activities and contacted an old Red Army who participated in the Long March to tell the students about the heroic deeds of the Red Army climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands. I really didn’t expect that this old Red Army that is extremely respectable was originally your father. Smack, my son is really lucky!

Haha, looking at her mother's snobbish look, Fan Jing hummed disapprovingly: What can the daughter of the old Red Army do? If someone dies, everything will be useless! Alas!

Oh, my mother suddenly started yelling: I'm here, I'm here, comrade driver, the ×× garden in front is the newly bought commercial housing. Please turn it in!

Hello, I said Lao Zhang, my mother proudly led me into her newly bought residence. As soon as she stepped into the door, my mother spoke in stiff Cantonese Mandarin and shouted: Lao Zhang, what are you busy with? I'll take your baby son back!

Oh, before my mother finished speaking, my father tied a small apron, crossed his wet hands, and walked out of the kitchen in the sound. Seeing his son who was not fighting for, Dad's face immediately became serious: Boy, Dad glanced at Fan Jing and his cousin standing behind me again, and seemed even more annoyed. His face darkened, and he scolded me without hesitation: Boy, how are you doing well in Northeast China in the past few years, you have made a fortune! Well,

Me, I, I lowered my head embarrassedly: No, no, I didn’t make any money!

Humph, I didn’t earn money, and my wife made a lot of money, one on the left and one on the right, alas... When I heard my father’s words, Fan Jing’s cheeks turned red, and my mother glared at her fiercely: Go, go, Mom yelled to my father coldly: My son has just arrived, and the two of us have not met once a few years. Once we entered the house, you won’t say a few intimate words! Go, go, don’t speak, just cook your meal!

Humph, Dad sarcastically said: Boy, you jumped up and down and made a series of thirteen moves. In the end, you still have to return to your parents. Do you rely on your parents? Mom glared at Dad again and signaled him not to nag anymore. Dad reluctantly stopped the sarcastic words, which made me feel ashamed: Alas, young people nowadays, there is nothing you can do about you!

Driven by my mother's stern eyes, my father returned to the kitchen in a bad mood, but just moved a few steps, the phone in the living room screamed, and my father answered the phone: Hello, what, comrade, what are you saying? I don't understand. Please speak Mandarin, oh, oh, you called the wrong one!

Haha, I smiled naughtyly at my dad: Dad, you have been in Shenzhen for several years, why do you still not understand Cantonese?

Hum, when I put down the phone, my father sighed: Dad is old and has no ability to adapt. Although I have been in Guangdong for many years, I still can't understand Guga Guga's Cantonese dialect, but your mother is very powerful. She has strong adaptability. Your mother has long become a full-time old Guangzhou! Listen, the accent she speaks has become an authentic Guangdong voice! Looking at the wide and bright living room, I asked my mother with confusion: My dear mother, where did you get this much money and buy such a big house? Did my father earn it by opening a company?

Humph, Mom shook her head proudly: Wait until your dad starts a company and earns money, then buys a house. It will take the year of the monkey and horses. Your dad’s company has just been established and the investment has not been recovered yet. Besides, your dad and I are independent financially. He earns his money, I earn mine, and we will not spend any of our money! Son, I am competing with your dad, see who earns more money, hehe!

OK, I mocked my mother: What a revolutionary couple, I am aware that they are higher than ordinary people, and they can always keep up with the pace of the times. During the Cultural Revolution, who will join the party first. Now, in this era of reform and opening up, labor competitions are being carried out to see who earns more money, good, good, good, good, good, compare, compare,

Humph, don’t be idle! My father, who is busy in the kitchen, interrupted me and urged: The meal is ready, come and have a meal!

Son, as soon as my mother sat on the chair in the restaurant, she pointed to the snow-white wall proudly and said: Son, this house is hundreds of thousands, all of which were bought by my mother using the money she earned from stock trading!

What? I widened my eyes in surprise: Mom, is this true?

Of course it is true. Son, can mom still lie to you...

Alas, the father sitting next to his mother muttered in the tone of a loser: Boy, have you heard that your third uncle has built a building and there is a row of market houses in front of him. The rent is enough for life every year. Your father is incompetent and has not yet reached the level of buying a shop for you in Shenzhen. I still have to fight!

I always can't figure it out that I have worked hard all my life, but in the end I have never worked as a pig slayer!

You, no matter what you do, you are always worried about gains and losses, and you are looking forward to it. If you are like this, you will never make a fortune. Mom turned her head again and looked at me proudly: Son, Mom bought this house under your name. Son, in the future, this house will belong to you. Son, your household registration and work relationships have been done for you! Son, you are already a legitimate Shenzhen native! Hehe, smack. After saying that, Mom hugged my neck happily and kissed her.

Mom, thank you. Looking at the extremely selfish mother in front of me, who was the most sincere and selfless mother who worked hard for most of my life for my son, I suddenly felt aroused and finally found out with conscience that I always contradicted my mother for no reason, and I often spoke rude to my mother. So, my knees softened and I knelt at my mother's feet with a gurgle: Mom, son, kowtowed to you! Mom, my son was disobedient before, which made you sad!

Son, when my mother saw this, she was shocked at first, and then she squatted down with fear and tugged at me desperately: Son, son, get up quickly, get up quickly, do you need this with my mother? Son, get up quickly

Mom, I said excitedly: Mom, my son is sincere, my son knelt down and kowtowed to my mother. Thank you for your care. My son’s heart will never repay his mother’s three-year-old beauty!

Son, Mom pulled me back to the chair, and when I heard my confessional words, my nose felt sore, and a drop of excitement burst out uncontrollably. My palms stroking my hot face tightly: Son, with your words, Mom is satisfied, Ah, my son has finally grown up! Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey

Hey, what should I do? Not to mention anything else, looking at my mother with tears in my eyes, Fan Jing beside me sincerely exclaimed: Auntie is so energetic! You can’t accept it!

She, dad muttered, whether envious or jealous, "You aunt, she is very capable, she dares to see anyone, and dares to enter any door. Oh, when we first came to Shenzhen, we had no place at all, and we were blinded, and we didn't know what to do! At first, your aunt made amendments, but she ended up paying for us. We didn't even have money to rent a house! There was no way, so I had to put down my airs and work for others...

Speaking of this, my father sighed again: Thinking about it carefully, a Communist Party member and a swearing with his fists: The old Bolsheviks who have been fighting for communism for life are now ending up working for capitalists! Alas!

Humph, my mother said in a mocking tone: Lao Zhang, what era is it? Why are you still talking about capitalists? Capitalists, why are your head still so old?

Alas, at the beginning, Dad continued to tell: I figured it out, put down my airs, and went to work for the capitalist, but I was not willing to use me. I thought I was old and didn’t want to use me. As a result, your aunt had to come forward and blow the capitalist’s heart alive. They barely tried it out.

On the first day of my work, I went into the house and saw that they were working on computers. But I didn’t know how to do this thing at all. What should I do? Grip my teeth and hold it up. When the young people use computers to draw, I use duck-billed strokes to draw. Humph, girl, it’s not me who blows it myself. They use computers to draw one, and I can draw one with my hands. My hand drawing speed is not slower than that of computers!

Uncle is so perseverance! Fan Jing exclaimed: What an old horse in the stable!

I worked hard for a while, and my father continued in an expert tone: I saw the trick, hehe, this thing doesn’t cost much money, but I can make a lot of profits. Hehe, although I don’t have much money, I master the technology. So I had the idea of ​​starting a company by myself, so I quit my job and worked alone...

Oh, Mom said unconvincedly: What else can you do when you start your own company? You can't make money! I trade stocks at home, and just one phone call, hehe, and a lot of money will come, hehe...

You, Dad grinned: Who dares to compete with you? There seems to be nothing you can't do in this world!

Hehe, mother smiled happily: Lao Zhang, you can’t accept it!

Her father pointed at Fan Jing and said to her mother: She is amazing. In Shenzhen, when we are in the most difficult time, we don’t know what to do. It’s almost over. Your aunt, you’ll start making Korean spicy cabbage and sell it to the Northeastern hometown in Shenzhen.

Oh, Fan Jing looked at her mother with admiration: Auntie can also make Korean spicy cabbage. It’s amazing, it’s amazing, I really can’t tell!

Hi, Dad said calmly: She learned this craft from Dumu! Haha, this is the true teaching of the Korean people. In the past, in the Northeast, in our dormitory building, many comrades who like to eat Korean spicy cabbage asked your aunt to give the ingredients!

Hehe, why? Mom said in an expert tone: Don’t look down on Korean spicy cabbage, don’t think that making spicy cabbage is a small business. Haha, I make a lot of money by making spicy cabbage!

You, alas, Dad sighed: You are convinced. Once, Dad turned his face to me bitterly: Boy, your mother's energy is so great. Once, in order to save a few money, your mother went to Buji outside the customs to buy cabbage and cabbage. It was very cheap, but she couldn't take it anymore. What should I do? Your mother called the boss of a big company and asked the boss of the company to drive to pick her up. Hi, the boss received the call and really drove to pick up your mother, and along with the cabbage, took your mother back to the customs. Hi, boy, do you think, can the cabbage your mother bought be worth the company's boss's gasoline money?...

Hugh, Hugh, Hugh...

The phone ringing sound broke the dad's story inappropriately. Dad grabbed the microphone impatiently: Hey, who? What, the third brother, oh, what... Lao Juzi... wants to find Xiaolizi to answer the phone, ah...

My father held the phone barely and didn't know how to answer for a while. When I heard the three words "Old Juzi", I suddenly realized and put down my wine glass: My aunt, my aunt, it's my aunt, Dad, give me the phone number!

Lao Zhang, mother glared at dad viciously: Lao Zhang, you are stupid, why don’t you just leave the phone!