After traveling for most of the day, Ning Chen followed his memory and came to an ordinary community in Dongyang County and knocked on the anti-theft door of Room 406.
"My son is back!"
My mother, Chen Lan, was at home. After opening the door, a bright smile appeared on her slightly weathered face.
"mom!"
Ning Chen also smiled.
Mom still looks like she remembers, with chubby cheeks, shawl hair, an apron tied around her waist, and the smell of food wafting from the kitchen.
"Xiao Chen is back."
An old man with slightly white temples came out to help Ning Chen carry his suitcase, holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand and chewing them.
"No, Dad, I'll do it myself."
Ning Chen gently lifted the suitcase into the house.
"What a good boy. I haven't seen you for half a year. Your strength has improved."
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Dad, Ning Changmao, patted Ning Chen on the shoulder, "How are you at school?"
"That's it, it's time to go to class, it's time to eat..."
Ning Chen sat down on the sofa and looked around the room, feeling quite impressed. Then he turned around and started chatting with Ning Changmao.
"You two talk, I'll go cook."
Chen Lan walked back to the kitchen with a smile.
After a while, while eating, there was another knock on the door.
"Second sister, second brother-in-law, why are you here?"
Chen Lan opened the door and saw an elderly couple standing outside the door, their expressions a little unnatural at that time.
Ning Changmao didn't look too good either.
"Chen Lan, Chang Mao, it's time to eat."
A middle-aged woman with fashionable curly hair walked in, carrying two cartons of milk in her hands and a rich smile on her face.
This is Ning Chen's second aunt, Chen Ya.
"Xiaochen is back?"
There was another middle-aged man in a suit, carrying two bottles of good wine in his hand. When he saw Ning Chen, he smiled and said hello.
He is Ning Chen's second uncle, Song Wei.
"Second aunt, second uncle, long time no see."
Ning Chen stood up and said hello, "Have you eaten yet? Why don't we eat some together?"
"Oh, Xiao Chen is really getting more and more sensible."
Song Wei smiled and said, "Forget it, we have eaten."
Chen Lan also cast a surprised look at Ning Chen. The brat went to college and became a lot more sensible.
Seeing Song Wei and Chen Ya putting things on the ground, Chen Lan quickly refused, "Oh, come as soon as you come. If you bring anything else, I have it at home!"
"Chen Lan, this is good wine."
Second aunt Chen Ya said with a hint of displeasure, "It costs a thousand yuan a bottle, for Chang Mao to drink."
"Second sister, you really don't need it. Such a good wine is wasted on me."
Ning Changmao said a little honestly, and then brought over two cups of brewed tea. There was a slight sense of inferiority in his movements.
"It's okay, Chang Mao. I just bought it on the road. You drink it!" Song Wei waved his hand, as if thousands of dollars didn't matter to his family.
"Then...thank you." Ning Changmao was still a little embarrassed.
Ning Chen saw this and sighed helplessly.
In this era, if you can't make money and don't have to be ridiculed by others, you will feel inferior to yourself.
"Changmao, my second sister didn't tell you how much money you can make from farming."
"How about you follow Ah Wei? We are all relatives. We guarantee that you will get at least 100,000 yuan a year. You are just tired."
Chen Ya and Song Wei sat down with tea and started chatting.
Song Wei is a contractor. He has to travel around for construction projects. He is often away from home for two or three months and is very tanned.
"No, no, I'm pretty good now. If I grow something, I can earn 40,000 to 50,000 yuan a year." Ning Changmao waved his hand and refused.
Ning Chen knew that when his father started a business, his partner cheated him out of his pants. Later, when he worked under other people, he suffered a lot of hardships and even humiliation.
Therefore, in these years, he has been very resistant to working for others, preferring to be looked down upon by relatives and friends.
"Changmao, what can we do with 40,000 to 50,000 yuan now? A trip to Hainan for our family during the Chinese New Year costs 30,000 to 40,000 yuan."
Song Wei also began to teach Ning Changmao a lesson, "Besides, Xiaochen has been admitted to Qingzhou University, and he definitely wants to stay in Qingzhou in the future."
"Cars aside, the down payment to buy a house in Qingzhou requires at least one million. How many years will it take you and Chen Lan to save up one million?"
"If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about Xiaochen."
While Song Wei was talking, Ning Changmao kept holding back his anger.
But he didn't want to have an attack, so he could only smile and said: "Xiao Chen is only in his first year of college. Don't be in a hurry. Don't be in a hurry. I can't afford a house in Qingzhou. It will be good to go back to Dongyang in the future."
"Hey, brother-in-law!"
Chen Ya said with some resentment: "What's so good about Dongyang, a place as big as a palm, that can compare with Qingzhou? Qingzhou is a first-tier city, and we have already bought a house for Song Bin in Qingzhou."
"Xiao Chen has such good grades, he will definitely stay in Qingzhou to develop in the future, right Xiao Chen?"
Song Bin is Ning Chen's cousin. The two often played together when they were young, but they rarely contacted each other when they grew up.
When Chen Lan heard that her second sister's family had bought a house in Qingzhou, she couldn't help showing a hint of envy in her eyes.
She actually wanted her son to stay in Qingzhou, so she wanted to match her son with her best friend's daughter. Unfortunately, the gap between the two families was too big.
Thinking of this, Chen Lan couldn't help but glare at Ning Changmao.
"Second aunt, I actually don't care."
At this time, Ning Chen finally spoke and said with a smile: "Qingzhou is just like that. Although Dongyang is small, it has a strong atmosphere of life. There are many people I know, so it will be convenient to do things in the future."
"Xiao Chen is right."
Dad Ning Changmao quickly chimed in, "Young people don't necessarily have to go to big cities. How tiring it is. We are just ordinary people, and it's good to live an ordinary life."
Chen Ya secretly shook her head after hearing this.
No future!
"Oh, Chang Mao, I see you are like this for the rest of your life. You are in your forties and you don't even have a decent car." Song Wei sighed.
"hehe."
Ning Changmao felt very angry.
Song Wei drives a Mercedes-Benz and he drives a second-hand Jetta. There is really no comparison between the two. During the holidays, Song Wei often uses this to taunt him.
He was actually very unhappy, but relatives were still relatives and it was not easy to break up with each other.
After hearing this, Ning Chen knew that he had to take action to help his father save face.
So, he turned around and asked, "Dad, after driving your old Jetta for so many years, it's time to change to another car."
"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it."
Ning Changmao didn't expect that even his son would start targeting him, and he felt more and more unhappy. He simply got up and prepared to go for a walk.
At this moment, Ning Chen suddenly suggested, "Dad, how about changing to a Cullinan."
"puff!"
Song Wei was drinking tea and sprayed all over the coffee table.
He is a car fan. He almost couldn't help laughing when he heard Cullinan, "Xiao Chen, do you know what kind of car Cullinan is? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."
Chen Ya also smiled. His nephew was too cute. He probably heard this model from somewhere and thought it was on the same level as the Jetta.
"I know, Rolls-Royce."
Ning Chen said naturally.
