my life experience system

Chapter 77 Family 【Please recommend tickets and collection】

At this moment, Zhang Meiling had already let go, and followed that little kid to the house.

Zhou Guyuan's house was a small bungalow built more than ten years ago. At that time, it was the third small bungalow in the village. It was very new and foreign.

But now, it is very outdated.

However, the unusually deserted home on weekdays is now full of men, women and children from the village.

Everyone gathered around the door of his house, looking at that foreign-looking car.

Everyone has seen a lot of cars. Have you ever seen a car in black, white and red?
But, the pink Bentley is really a first.

so fresh!
Men, women and children were all amazed, and several old people even wore reading glasses and came closer to see it.

When Zhang Meiling arrived at the door, she happened to see Zhou Guyuan smilingly distributing candies and cigarettes.

"Mom, I'm back."

When he came back this time, Zhou Guyuan didn't tell his family in advance, so Zhang Meiling didn't know.

"It's good to be back."

Zhang Meiling was all smiles and didn't talk about the car face to face.

Sister-in-law Wang and the others who followed behind also watched in a circle with the villagers.

Everyone was biting their back teeth, and their mouths were so sour.

They also want a son like this, who is good at studying since he was a child, and makes money and cheats when he grows up.

When they received the candy from Zhou Guyuan, they also responded with smiles and compliments endlessly.

As for the speculation in my heart before, they have long since been thrown into the country of Java.

It was very lively at the door of the house. When Zhou Changchuan came back, he thought that something had happened, and his face was very anxious.

When the onlookers found him, they kept complimenting him with nice things, which made him confused.

"Uncle Chuan, your cub is really powerful and promising. Look at how beautiful this car is!"

"A Chuan, you will enjoy the blessings in the future. When your son comes back this time, he will probably take you to live in a big city."

"Oh, it's really incredible, Brother Chuan, you can't forget us old brothers in the future, I have helped you a lot."

Confused, Zhou Changchuan was dragged by the villagers, and inexplicably received a lot of flattering words.

Listening and listening, he probably knew that his son was back, and the car saw it too.

Therefore, he showed a humble and honest smile and dealt with them.

"Dad, I'm back."

Zhou Guyuan is now eating candy with a few little kids, uh, actually being entangled by the little kids.

"Why don't you tell the family in advance? Where's your mother?"

Even in front of outsiders, Zhou Changchuan still acted like a strict father.

However, the second sentence made Zhou Guyuan want to laugh, but he held back.

"My son will come back if he wants to. This is his home. Do I need to report to you before coming back?"

Zhang Meiling's voice sounded behind him, Zhou Changchuan instantly shortened his body, turned around and said with a sneer:

"There is no need to report it, it's better to just say it in advance."

"Tell you in advance, what can you do? Pick up my son in your rotten motorcycle? It's not embarrassing!"

The villagers looked at Zhang Meiling who was sneering again and again, and immediately gave Zhou Changchuan a sympathetic look.

Interested people greeted each other and left by themselves.

Like Mrs. Wang, she turned around and left without saying hello.

When the family chats about the daily life, outsiders like them can't stay any longer.

After a while, the villagers dispersed one after another, but the children in the village were still chasing and playing around, as if they regarded this place as their new entertainment place.

Seeing that his second uncle Zhou Changhe was about to leave, Zhou Guyuan hurriedly moved out a box from the house.

"Second uncle, you move these things home."

Zhou Changhe caught it with ease, his hands sank immediately, he quickly exerted force, and asked:
"What is this? Why is it so heavy?"

"It's all food. I bought it outside. You can take it back."

"That's too much, just take a little."

"Not much, not much, you go first, I still have a box behind me."

Zhou Guyuan laughed, and then returned to his room.

Zhang Meiling didn't say a word when she saw this scene. Her son has grown up, and he knows how to deal with these relationships.

There are only two brothers in the old Zhou family, Zhou Changchuan and Zhou Changhe. The old man passed away more than ten years ago, and he has no life to enjoy life.

Therefore, the relationship between the two brothers has always been good. Even if they get married and start a business, there is no discord between the two families.

When Zhou Guyuan was young, his second uncle Zhou Changhe often bought him food and gave him a lot of pocket money.

The second uncle's house is tens of meters away from his house, and it was a newly built house a few years ago.

Put seafood, wine and other valuable gifts at the second uncle's house, seeing that his aunt and cousins ​​did not come back, so Zhou Guyuan greeted his second uncle and left.

When she got home, Zhang Meiling looked at the seafood worriedly, not knowing what to do with it.

After all, Shixi Village is a small inland village and rarely eats seafood.

Even if it is river fresh food, they don't often eat it. After all, although the Beijiang River is nearby, the place that sells river fresh food is in a small town.

And Shixi Village is still seven or eight kilometers away from the town, which is very far away.

Zhou Guyuan smiled quickly and said: "Mom, these seafood are easy to handle, just steam them directly, let me make dinner, and have a seafood feast tonight."

His mother looked at him suspiciously, slapped his hand off, and said:

"Go aside, I'll do it myself."

Three kinds of seafood, the big stone crab weighing one or two catties, the lobster imported from Australia, and the best abalone, are all frozen in ice.

These were bought by Zhou Guyuan when he was in Shantou.

There are many seafood markets near the sea. Zhou Guyuan went to the largest seafood wholesale market in the area and went there early in the morning to buy.

With Zhang Meiling doing the work, Zhou Guyuan was chopping the ingredients beside him, and the two mother and son cooperated to prepare a sumptuous dinner.

An hour later, the family of three sat on the table in the dining room and began to eat.

There is no rule in Lao Zhou's family not to talk when eating or sleeping, chatting at the dinner table is the norm.

Zhou Guyuan confessed without his parents asking.

Of course, the excuse to make so much money is to speculate in stocks.

It's just that I don't trade in stocks much now, and I told them about buying an office building in Shanghai to collect rent.

Both Zhang Meiling and Zhou Changchuan were stunned when they heard that their son had made such a huge fortune in Shanghai.

How much is that for a two-story office building?

And there are two properties, can he live here by himself?
"Son, do you want your dad to go over and look after it?"

After all, Zhang Meiling didn't understand these things, so she asked.

"Mom, you don't need it, but when I come back this time, I plan to take you on a trip together."

When Zhou Changchuan heard this, his eyes lit up and he was a little moved.

However, he immediately returned to his strict father's appearance, and taught:
"If you have some money, just spend it indiscriminately, right? You need to save it. When you get married and start a business, you will know the pain of not having money."

Zhou Guyuan was speechless for a moment, every time this topic was mentioned, his father always used this sentence to scold him.

"Dad, do you know the monthly rent for my two-story office building?"

Hearing his son's sudden question, Zhou Changchuan subconsciously asked how much it was.

Then, I heard Zhou Guyuan say quietly: "Not much, only 180 million yuan."

Bang!

The bowls and chopsticks of his parents fell on the table immediately, and his jaw seemed to be dislocated.

(End of this chapter)