This time, Zhuang and his parents came to Xucheng. In fact, they planned to see how their son was like for half a year. They saw what his son was doing, so they helped him buy it. Then they helped Zhuang clean up his rental doghouse and take his son to a restaurant to have something delicious.

Who would have thought that everything they saw in front of me was completely different from what they imagined. People cooked in different ways for three meals a day.

Moreover, Zhuang's father could pat his chest and say that he had never eaten such delicious food in his life. He could not walk around for three meals a day, and he didn't want to do anything after dinner, and he was too lazy to argue, so he was looking forward to the next meal.

For a moment, the couple, who were already having a quarrel, was a little overjoyed. Zhuang’s father forgot to go to the farmhouse he was thinking about "building up" and stayed in the manor for several days.

At first, Zhuang's mother nagged the manor not far away from time to time, and asked him to sell the manor, but later she stopped selling the manor, and changed to nagging the manor not far away to ask Zhuang's wife not far away to find a girlfriend as soon as possible.

"I heard from Brother Zhao that you know a girl who can dance, why don't you ask someone out? Let's check it out for you. If you can do it, you can get things done quickly, so I can hold my grandson."

Or, you may say, "Don't stay at home all day, the manor is here, and you can't run away. I think you have nothing to do every day and are idle all day long. Go out and find a partner quickly!"

Or, “I think you like Xiaodiandian very much. If you like children, just give birth to one by yourself. Other people’s children are not as fun as their own!”

Anyway, all kinds of routines.

Zhuang Buyuan was in tears. He never lived with his parents after graduation. He never thought that living with his parents would be in so many troubles!

It seems that it was a complete mistake to think about taking your parents over!

There was no way, Zhuang Buyuan could only seek the wisdom of the ancient manor owners. He looked through the manor encyclopedia and saw that it said:

"The ancient manor owners usually use the following methods to deal with the previous generation of manor owners. One, assassination; two, poisoning; three, assassination; four, imprisonment..."

Zhuang Buyuan felt that the owner of the manor was undestroyed and the law of heaven was hard tolerate!

At noon today, Zhuang's mother started nagging again while having dinner.

Just when Zhuang was about to collapse, Zhuang's father suddenly received a call and said excitedly: "Hey, son, your Uncle Qi is here in Xucheng!"

"Uncle Qi, which one?" Zhuang Buyuan wondered.

"It's your Uncle Qi, the one who introduced me to the farmhouse!"

"Good show off?" Zhuang Buyuan was shocked.

Zhuang's mother gave Zhuang a thumbs up.

Dad Zhuang: "...why are you talking! That's your elder! I'll treat him to a meal tonight, so let him come to the manor to have a meal!"

"Brother Feng." Zhuang Buyuan called Feng Bin over: "You'll have a holiday tonight, and my dad cooks by himself."

"Hey, hey, hey... you, you..." Zhuang's father was speechless, "Why do you have this attitude? Although your Uncle Qi often brags, he is still very good. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have bought that farmhouse."

Zhuang Buyuan rolled his eyes and continued to eat. You also know that if it weren't for him, you wouldn't have bought that farmhouse that could kill people...

Although Zhuang Buyuan is now fully qualified to not care about Zhuang’s father being cheated of hundreds of thousands of dollars, this does not mean that it doesn’t matter if Zhuang’s father was cheated of!

Zhuang Buyuan actually hated this liar who pulled Zhuang’s father into the water.

But Zhuang’s father treated him as a friend, but Zhuang Buyuan was helpless.

"Son, after seeing the manor you bought for one yuan, I have more confidence in my farmhouse!"

Is there any comparison? Zhuang Buyuan rolled his eyes.

"Tonight, Uncle Qi came to Xucheng. We are half the master. If you invite him to a meal, you will know your Uncle Qi. He is a capable person..."

Those who are capable? Liu Jinge, Deng Yali, Andanyue, Feng Bin and others smiled without saying a word, and the owner of the manor looked indifferent.

Seeing Zhuang Buyuan disagreed, he sighed again: "Your generation is always very independent and doesn't like to manage interpersonal relationships. But now there are many friends and multiple roads. Your Uncle Qi often travels to Xucheng and knows many people in Xucheng. Maybe you can help you at any time..."

As he said that, Dad Zhuang sighed again: "Your Uncle Qi and I grew up naked. I remember when I was a child, my family was poor, and your Uncle Qi stole eggs from my house for me to eat. We went down the river to touch fish, went up the mountain to hunt, and now I think about it, alas... the interpersonal relationships in this society are not reliable, but we are still close to us, knowing the roots and bottom of our hearts..."

"Tear your old almanac again! How many years have you paid back the favor of an egg?" Zhuang Ma scolded angrily.

Seeing that Zhuang's mother's face was pulled down, Zhuang's father hurriedly said, "Forget it, treat it to the manor, your mother might have to drive people out again. Let's go out to find a better restaurant tonight, and you can go with me..."

Zhuang Buyuan wanted to say he couldn't go, but Zhuang's mother kicked Zhuang Buyuan under the table.

Zhuang Buyuan suddenly realized that if Zhuang’s father had to go by himself, he would not know what he would be fooled by Qi’s pretending to be. Listening to Zhuang’s father sighing about his feelings back then, Zhuang Buyuan also had a little understanding of why Zhuang’s father believed that Qi’s pretending to be. In fact, he did not trust him, but did not want to doubt what kind of blow would it be if his childhood memories and decades of friendship were shattered?

Zhuang’s father is nearly fifty years old. Perhaps the last generation of their generation values ​​love and face, and can ignore themselves for others.

Zhuang Buyuan still remembers that when he was in a child, his father and his friends gathered together to keep warm, borrowing money from each other, and helping each other whenever his family was in trouble. At that time, if Zhuang Dad had 800 yuan, his friend would definitely have no choice but to borrow some money from others and borrow a thousand yuan.

A few days ago, the bank had 800 not far away. If you borrow 100 others, you have to think about it. You will never know where you need to spend money, you will never know which credit card you should pay back, and you will never know when you will go hungry.

Fortunately, now that with a manor, these troubles will never happen again.

Zhuang Buyuan looked at Zhuang’s father and thought to himself whether he would have thought of a way to turn the farmhouse he bought into a formal order to satisfy his dream of a “rich generation”?

If Qi was not too much to show off today, he would not expose him.

It’s also great to let Dad Zhuang keep this beautiful fantasy and be a simple and passionate middle-aged man.

Anyway, Zhuang Buyuan can afford to support his family now, and he can still bear the promise of the sky.

Before he knew it, Zhuang Buyuan found that his vision of his father had changed.

No longer is fatherly love like a mountain, sheltering from wind and rain.

His tree had surpassed his father's height and saw a farther place.

"Quick and sou, where is the hotel nearby, we can't be too shabby." Zhuang's father didn't notice his son's thoughts and was still urging him.

"Okay, I'll search." Zhuang Buyuan took out his cell phone and started searching.

Dad Zhuang is very considerate of face and affection, so please satisfy him.

Who says only children believe in fairy tales?

...

At the same time, a man with rosacea, blushed face, tobacco and alcohol swearing and shouted, hung up the phone and said to the young man next to him: "Xiao Wen... No, Vancouver, don't worry, I will have money at night, and I will never default and repay it. Don't worry, my Lao Qi's credit!"

"Haha..." Next to him, Vancou, with the big gold chain military boots, sneered a few times, believe in your credibility?

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "Then I will relax my time until 8 o'clock in the evening. If you take out 110,000 yuan, I will convince the boss over Jiahu to be graceful for a few days."

"110,000? Isn't it enough to pay back 100,000 today?" The Rosacea man was shocked.

"Haha, my little brothers take the initiative to accompany you to work overtime until night, and don't pay overtime? Do you think the labor law is fake?"

A law-abiding citizen said this.
Chapter completed!