Zhou Bingyi looked at Zhou Rong, who was sitting paralyzed on the kang, and then at Feng Huacheng, who turned away and almost said that I had no idea about this matter. He could only temporarily suppress his impulse.
"what happened?"
Zhou Zhigang pointed at Zhou Rong and said, "Ask her yourself."
Yes, it turns out I was angry with my daughter.
Zhou Bingyi looked at his sister. Although he said nothing, the doubts in his eyes were clearly visible.
"Yueyue wants to follow Bingkun to the south. I think this matter can be considered."
"Listen, isn't this nonsense?" Zhou Zhigang pointed in the direction of Taiping Hutong and said, "Let Yueyue go with them? Can they educate their children well? A person who caused trouble and was expelled from the university, look at him on the first day of the new year What he said to Yue Yue at the door of Xiao Guoqing’s house is so shameful! I know that you have to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and Hua Cheng has his job, and your house is small and cannot provide Yue Yue with a good living environment, but if even you are No, just your brother who has accomplished nothing?"
Zhou Rong didn't know how to refute, because what her father said made sense, but for some reason, her intuition told her that she was right to do so. Zheng Juan would definitely be able to take good care of her child. If Feng Huacheng's advice was adopted, Yue Yue would be taken over. When they arrived in Beijing, the three of them lived in a small house. The children were making trouble for her husband and she had to go to school. I was afraid they would quarrel every day and the three of them would be uneasy.
"Dad, Bingkun... maybe it can really be done..."
It was not Zhou Rong who said this, but Zhou Bingyi.
Zhou Zhigang told him that he was stunned. He didn't understand which part of his eldest son's tendon was wrong. He tilted his head and asked, "What did you say? Can Zhou Bingkun do it?"
"Dad, I just got news that the famous Jishantang in our city is probably opened by Bingkun."
This sentence is like dropping a huge boulder on the calm water, causing a stormy sea.
"Bingyi, what did you say?" Zhou Zhigang thought he heard wrongly.
"Dad, I said Jishantang was opened by Bingkun."
This time he heard it clearly, and everyone in the family heard it clearly.
On the third day of the first lunar month, Zhou Rong took Feng Huacheng out for shopping and walked past the entrance of Jishan Hall. Look at the decoration, the environment, and the style. It can be ranked high even in Beijing. At that time, Feng Huacheng even lamented that Ji Chun has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Well, how come it was opened by Bingkun?
"Bingyi, have you made a mistake? Hasn't Bingkun been fooling around in the south?" Zhou Zhigang stopped smoking and looked at his eldest son blankly, because this incident was so shocking that he was not prepared at all. No.
The youngest son who was the most incompetent became a big boss or something, which was completely beyond his knowledge.
Zhou Bingyi said: "Dad, I didn't believe it at first, but it was told by someone from Golden Land Magazine. It was Editor Shao who helped our family take family photos during the Chinese New Year. I guess Bingkun was affiliated with the hotel. In the name of the magazine, they also said that the hotel’s net profit this year was at least 100,000 yuan.”
As for Shao Jingwen's issue of not asking Feng Huacheng to find Zhou Bingkun when he came to Guangzhi Film, but he was kind enough to bring a photojournalist, everyone understood what he said.
Zhou Rong picked at her long and dirty nails. It has been very smoky these days, and the photos and pictures are all made of adobe houses and black soil. The environment is far less good than that of Beijing. The reaction on her body is that she has a gray-headed face and is gone. The excitement of youth at Peking University.
"Let me tell you, there must be something hidden in him."
This time Feng Huacheng had nothing to say. At first he thought Zhou Bingkun was trying to make a fool of himself by buying down jackets for Yueyue and giving him big New Year money. After all, he was the only one in the family who didn't get along well, so he could only use this method to show off in front of his father. After arguing for a while, reality slapped him hard. As expected, as Zhou Rong said, Zhou Bingkun was not poor to show off, but he was really rich. Buying Yueyue a down jacket, smoking Chinese cigarettes, etc. were all very common. In terms of expenditure, there is no such thing as trying to make someone look fat.
"You still know Bingkun." What could he say? That was all he could say.
Li Suhua smiled like a flower, put the sweater in her hand aside, and looked at her eldest son happily: "So... our Kun'er has become a big boss? One hundred thousand a year, I get a Darling, Mom has never seen so much money in her life."
"Yes, Mom, your youngest son is rich now. Our whole family's monthly salary is not as much as what he earns in a day." Zhou Bingyi was afraid that Li Suhua would get seriously ill again when he heard the news, but luckily he didn't. Thinking about it, this is something to be happy about. It is completely different from Feng Huacheng's arrest last time.
Zhou Zhigang's expression was completely different from Li Suhua's. His face was filled with sorrow, his head lowered and silent.
Because he always felt that Zhou Bingkun had embarrassed him, saying this in front of his wife, and saying this in front of his eldest son and son-in-law, he almost went to the street to lament to the neighbors how he had raised such a useless son.
But what now? He no longer has the qualifications to say Zhou Bingkun is "worthless".
Of course, he doesn't think that a rich person is better than a college student. In his mind, establishment is first, academic qualifications are second, and wealth is third. After all, it was at the time when he married Li Suhua. No, you don’t have to push it that far. Just ten years ago, rich people had to eat steamed buns and drink corn porridge.
"What's wrong with having money? His attitude is wrong."
Zhou Zhigang took a puff of his cigarette and interrupted the conversation between Li Suhua and Zhou Bingyi: "Are you hiding such a big thing from your family to guard against us? Are you afraid that we will spend his money? Are you afraid that we will eat Overlord meals in his restaurant?"
If you want to say that his angle is tricky, it does make sense.
Brother Gu Lan opened such a big restaurant, but the family didn't know about it at all. They heard about it from outsiders. What would you think if this would spread to the ears of the neighbors? Ninety-nine percent of the time he won't have anything nice to say.
Neither Zhou Bingyi nor Feng Huacheng dared to speak. Li Suhua sighed heavily. He didn't know how to communicate with his wife. His father was so stubborn that he couldn't pull him back. My younger son, what he did was indeed quite excessive. Keep a low profile. It's not like this low-key approach, you know, she was still worrying about where Zheng Juan and Cong Cong would live in the south two days ago.
Zhou Rong was thinking about Yue Yue but didn't express her opinion, so the whole room fell into silence.
…
The sixth day of the first lunar month.
Lin Yue and Zheng Juan were discussing in the house when to leave for the south. Suddenly they heard Congcong playing by the window pointing outside and shouting "Ahhhh", so they walked to the door and took a look outside, and found that it was Big Bear and Er Xiong leading the way. Their wives came to the door.
Hehe, it’s only the sixth day of the lunar month and I can’t wait any longer.
"Come in, let's talk." Zheng Juan noticed that Er Xiong's right index finger was tied with a splint. She was afraid that Er Xiong would fight with the Xiong family again, so she thought it would be better to go inside and talk. After all, her husband couldn't do it in front of the children. It would be too much.
"Whatever room you enter, just say it here!" Unexpectedly, Erxiong was still very bold. He was much different from his brother who acted according to the prevailing situation and understood that a good man should not suffer the consequences in front of him.
Lin Yue thought that he should not have broken off one of his fingers in the first place, but would have broken off all five of his fingers.
"Zhou Bingkun..."
In the middle of Er Xiong's words, Lin Yue pushed Zheng Juan behind him and said, "Come into the house." After that, he kicked Er Xiong on the stomach. Before Big Xiong could react, he held down his head and walked towards the yard. When the fence hit, there was a click, sawdust flew, and blood flowed.
Just as Er Xiong's wife was about to move, she gave him a backhand slap and flew away with a snap, falling to the ground among a pile of jars, twitching.
Big Bear's wife was frightened and looked at him blankly.
That's not all. He walked up to Erxiong who was rolling around with his belly, pressed his hand on his arm, and twisted it skillfully. He heard a scream of "ah" and the arm fell off.
The bear's wife's face turned pale with fright, and she sat down on the ground with a thud, waving her hands in front of her: "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't kill me, don't kill me."
When the surrounding neighbors heard the screams like slaughtering pigs, they put down their work and ran over. They looked into the yard and asked, "Hey, what do you say?" The Xiong family was wiped out.
"Bingkun..."
Zheng Juan wanted to come out, but when he said "Don't come out", she was scared back into the house.
Lin Yue grabbed Er Xiong's hair and pulled it back: "When it comes to being mean, I have never intimidated others. Believe it or not, I crippled one of your legs today, and you have to swallow this bitterness obediently."
Er Xiong said bitterly: "I don't believe it."
Lin Yue stamped his foot without saying a word.
"Click."
Hearing a scream that was countless times more horrifying than before, Erxiong dragged an arm and wanted to touch the place where it was kicked, but he didn't dare to touch it. His facial features were twisted in pain and he was sweating profusely.
The neighbors in Taiping Hutong were frightened. No one expected that he would be so cruel. The Xiong brothers, who were famous for their photo-graphic films, beat him half to death. One had his hands and feet cut off, and the other's face was covered in blood.
Erxiong's wife, who had just been lying in the pot and pretending to be dead, endured the pain and got up, climbed up to Lin Yue on her hands and knees, and kowtowed to him.
"I beg you, please, please don't hit him again. If you hit him again, he will die."
Er Xiong also has two sons. If her man dies, who will raise their sons?
At this time, Da Xiong's wife also walked over and helped Da Xiong up.
"Ouch, daughter-in-law... daughter-in-law... I... am I being screwed? Isn't that right?" That enemy of his, the second son is guilty of stupidity, so you should beat the second son. It would be better if you beat him to death. Beat him to death. No one would compete with him for the inheritance after his parents died, but now... he feels miserable.
"What's going on? Give way, give way."
I don’t know who told Gong Weize about this. He separated from the crowd and walked in. His face changed and he took off his hat in shock.
"Bingkun, you...why did you get into trouble again?"
