Not to mention the provincial capital, even Huidong City is still far away from Shangyang.

At this time, the closest thing to him was his home kitchen. He tied an apron and was surrounded by the stove next to the pot. He bought a bunch of vegetables from the vegetable market, including crabs, conchs and other seafood, as well as several vegetarian dishes. For many years, Zhao Suxian worked and has always been off for one or two days a month. He couldn't make a lot of money and worked hard. Instead, Shang Yang developed the ability to cook. In the past two years, he has not had time to come back to sell fruits. He has become very unfamiliar with his skills and has not yet reached the point where he cannot swallow it.

Washing vegetables, choosing vegetables, and spending an afternoon finally putting them in the pot.

Starting from five o'clock, a plate of dishes was steaming freshly.

"Crack..."

It was almost six o'clock, and the door finally made a sound. The door was opened. Zhao Suxian, who was dragging her tired body, returned home. She was very haggard. She returned to Linshui from Huidong last night and lay in bed for half a night. She went to work this morning and worked non-stop again.

"Sister Xian is back..."

Shang Yang in the kitchen did not come out. He was holding a spatula in his hand and was stir-fried with a garlic sprout. This was the last dish, and it was all right to calculate the time.

Zhao Suxian was stunned.

Unexpectedly, when Shang Yang was at home, he changed his shoes and walked into the living room. He found that there were plates of steaming dishes on the dining table closely connected to the living room. The steamed crabs were red, the fried vegetables were green, and the spread eggs were yellow. Various colors competed for beauty on the dining table, which looked much more appetite than the food on the table yesterday.

"Ah... I'm back!"

Zhao Suxian recovered and then remembered to agree, staring at Shang Yang's back in confusion. This was the only time he cooked in two years. Suddenly, he felt a little sad. If he hadn't been stimulated, he would never have been like this. If he hadn't been humble in his parents' home, he wouldn't have to implicate the children.

"Wash your hands and have a meal quickly. Sister Xian'er, I don't care whether the cook is delicious or not, but you can't say a word. If you dare to slander my skills, you will never give it to you again!"

Shang Yang laughed and joked, and turned off the heat while he was speaking, indicating that the last dish was out of the pot, put it on a plate, and then turned around and brought it over.

Zhao Suxian was still standing there.

In fact, she didn't have many requirements for Shang Yang, nor did she think about hoping that her son would be successful and shining her family. Just be safe and happy. He fought and wiped his butt, he was in love, and did the final work. He got into trouble and borrowed money to compensate others.

What is driving a luxury car and living in a luxury house?

What would be the Ling Jueding?

These are far less healthy than his.

But she was also very frustrated to let her son suffer, but the other side was her biological father, her dear sisters.

"Oh, OK..."

Zhao Suxian was still a little dazed. When she saw Shang Yang coming, she remembered to wash her hands.

I changed my clothes, washed my hands, and sat back on the dining table.

Shang Yang was wearing a loose white vest, picked up the cold beer he had bought, bit it roughly with his teeth, poured it into his mouth with his mouth, whispered twice, and went down one-third.

It's darker in summer, and it's about eight o'clock.

Now it is the best time of the day, with high visibility and no lukewarmness.

The wind passed by the house quietly, which made Zhao Suxian even more nervous. Shang Yang used to be like this, unrestrained and unruly, and asked her Sister Xian'er to drink beer in big mouthfuls. At that time, he felt that this was his son, living a chic and comfortable life, and now he felt that it was not right. Facing a table of dishes, he didn't know how to move his chopsticks.

Zhao Suxian thought about it, but couldn't help but ask: "Shang Yang, is it because of yesterday's incident? Old and young, your grandfather is old and has developed a temper as a leader for so many years. Don't take it to heart..."

She felt a little embarrassed.

This woman is very strong. She faces five million and refuses neatly without blinking.

In the face of the sarcasm between family affection, I just keep a smile and respond strongly.

Only when facing Shang Yang, there was a little abnormality that made her feel worried.

"I didn't take it to my heart. What a big deal. Your son has been living for so many years and has two prominent words: big heart, haha..."

Shang Yang maintained his usual attitude and tried to make the atmosphere today more normal. He had made up his mind to create a future for himself. The boxing club is a high-risk profession. If the atmosphere is too depressing, it will be even more difficult.

No one knows his son better than his father. Zhao Suxian plays the role of his mother and father. He knows his son very well, and has always adopted a free-range strategy. The two can also be called friends who can talk about everything, knowing that his son must have something to say.

"hehe…"

I just laughed dryly and didn't know how to respond.

"By the way, Sister Xian'er, I'll give it to you."

Shang Yang also knew that if he told the problem directly, it would be too turbulent for a mother and needed to go step by step. He threw the prepared envelopes over carefully, which were very thick, including those earned by Zhou Fei's training, substitutes and competition bonuses. He saved up before, and there were about 10,000 yuan in them.

"I've made all the money these days, boxing!"

Shang Yang didn't tell the truth.

Zhao Suxian watched the envelope pushing over from the table, and was stunned on the chair. She wanted to try her best to restrain her emotions, but she couldn't suppress the rolling feelings in her heart, and her eyes were slightly red.

Shang Yang, who was holding a crab, looked at it secretly, and his heart sank. It was the first time in many years that he handed the money to Zhao Suxian, or that the profit of selling fruits was 200 yuan a day, but that was 105 yuan apart. Every time he put the money into an integer, he had to pay it back to the creditor immediately.

Not long after paying off the debt, Shang Yang never paid the money again.

This is the first time I have such a big savings that I can keep in my pocket.

Shang Yang squeezed out another smile, stepped on the stool boldly, and said without hesitation: "Look at your never-before-seen appearance, this is different from the Sister Xian'er I remember. This ten thousand yuan is the starting stage, and there will be 100,000, one million, ten million, and one billion in the future. Don't look at me wearing big shorts and slippers and drinking beer, my son will also open a bottle of Lafite for you in 1982!"

The first time I threw the money over, even if Zhao Suxian hadn't answered it, Shang Yang felt a sense of accomplishment.

Hearing his words, Zhao Suxian slowly raised his head and looked at his son who was talking big. His sadness dissipated a little, because he saw the smile that the experience kept on his face. He took a deep breath, and then he seemed to have become a different person, with his eyes emitting light after layers of dusk mist.

Asked, "Really?"

"Of course, it will not take long to achieve it. That's what I think. The first step is to sell the fruit stall and enter the boxing club. I have already inquired. With my talent, I dominate Linshui within one year, reach the top of Huidong in two years, go out of Yong'an in three years, and sweep the whole country in four years..."

Shang Yang said seriously, as if everything had been achieved, but was just an objective explanation.

He paused, his expression became a little solemn, and he said slowly: "It may be a bit difficult to win the world boxing champion in five years. After all, foreigners' physical fitness is much better than us. Let's strive for six years. In the sixth year, you will also have a gold belt to play with. Then you won't have to clean the hospital. We will build a villa by ourselves, hire three nannies, one to clean and one to cook, and the other must have professional skills. We will massage your back and shoulders every day, yes, and you have to press your feet..."

"You wait!"

Zhao Suxian suddenly became extremely serious. While speaking, she stood up, walked to the cabinet beside her, took out a glass from it, sat down, and said with a little excitement: "My son is about to become a boxing champion. I want to hire three nannies for his mother. We don't have champagne. Let's celebrate with your mother with a beer!"

"Abide by the order!"

Shang Yang stood up with a sense of mission, grabbed the bottle with both hands, and focused his eyes, allowing the wine to fill Zhao Suxian's glass bit by bit.

"Comrade Xiao Shang, I have known since I was a child that you have talent. You will definitely achieve great success when you go to box, but you are too heavy to do it. I don't worry about you. What if someone is broken?"

"You can rest assured that the rules of boxing rings are the most likely to occur. Even if there is a danger, there will be special insurance. We don't have to be responsible for the follow-up. If there is an insurance company and club, you will be responsible for it. If you have to take care of it, there will be no mistakes..."

Shang Yang poured the wine glass and sat back on the chair.

Zhao Suxian didn't drink any wine. At least Shang Yang had never seen her touch the wine glass, but now he took the initiative to lift it up, and said with hope in his voice: "Then I wish my son a great success and a bright future. Mom, I'm waiting to hire three nannies for me on the day. By the way, I have to get a car for me. You know, my knees are not very good, I can't walk too many ways, you are too busy and you can't come back often, I have to have a special car when I go out alone!"

“Must!”

Shang Yang replied cheerfully, picked up the wine bottle and said, "Get two, buy vegetables and drive Rolls-Royce, and go shopping to drive Lamborghini. The driver is a big deal. I have to look for it carefully. I have to drive a car for the chief, and I have to have some kung fu. Sister Xian'er, you know that people are crazy when they see money. If someone rushes up and calls you mother, you have to stop the driver..."

"Who is calling at this time!"

Zhao Suxian muttered with a slightly frown, then took out her old man's phone from her pocket, looked at the screen with a serious face, then picked it up and put it in her ear, and said in a loud and exaggerated voice: "What? Are you going to interview my son? There is no schedule... The schedule is scheduled until next year. You are Times Weekly, you must follow the rules, just like that... Gadabai!"

Zhao Suxian irritated and threw her phone off to the dining table, saying angrily: "It's from Time magazine, I have to interview you, I'm rejected it. You have to accompany my mother to have dinner, so how can I have time to pay attention to him..."

Shang Yang said heavily, "Yes, there is no time!"

"That's right, too eyebrow..."

Zhao Suxian was still muttering, grabbed the wine glass and carried it into the air.

"bite"

With a sound, he bumped into Shang Yang's wine bottle, then put it to his mouth and secretly looked at Shang Yang.

At the age of a child, she became a mother. This was her first time working as a mother, and I don’t know if she did it right.

Shang Yang raised his head and poured the beer into his mouth, and the Adam's apple kept wriggling.

Don't get old too fast...

ps: It’s strange that I can write one in about two hours after I put it in. This time I only finished writing it in three hours. I felt like I did nothing, and a day passed. Did I fall into a crack in time and space, and time was compressed?

OK I admit, there is still at nine o'clock.

There will be an extra episode of "Down the Mountain Tiger" today, but it will be very late.
Chapter completed!