"Xiao Rui, don't schools in other places offer archeology majors? Do you have to go to Beijing?"
Zhuang's mother retracted her chopsticks and looked at Zhuang Rui and asked, the expression on her face still not very good.
"Mom, Uncle De has an old friend at Beijing University and asked me to apply for his graduate degree..."
Zhuang Rui also noticed that his mother seemed to be in a bad mood, so he answered honestly, and he also remembered a past incident. When he graduated from high school and chose a university, it seemed that his mother had urged him to go to Zhonghai.
With good grades, it is easy to get admitted to several famous schools in Beijing.
"Otherwise, forget it and don't take the exam. I'm just running out too lazy to do it."
Zhuang Rui couldn't bear to see his mother's appearance. Zhuang Rui would never let his mother feel sad because she was dragging his siblings down all by herself.
"Mom, it's a good thing for Xiaorui to go to graduate school. If you go to Beijing, just go to Beijing. If you're worried, you can stay there for a while."
Zhuang Min's personality is exactly the opposite of Zhuang Rui's. He is a little more careless. He was just waiting for the little girl to eat, and he didn't notice that there was something wrong with his mother's mood.
"Sister, stop talking. I can also apply to other schools. I heard that the Department of Archeology at Shanxi University is also very good. Let me find out first..." Zhuang Rui interrupted Zhuang Min, and Zhuang Min was stunned for a moment.
After that, I also noticed something.
"Mom, we are all grown up, what can we say? Xiao Rui could have gone to school in Beijing back then, but..."
"Okay, stop talking. There are some things you kids don't understand..."
Before Zhuang Min finished speaking, she was interrupted by Zhuang's mother. Maybe Zhuang's mother also felt that she had lost her composure, so she turned to Zhuang Rui and said: "Xiao Rui, Mom is fine. Don't let Uncle De's kindness go.
Let’s go to Beijing.
Guodong, you eat slowly, Mom is ready."
After Zhuang's mother finished speaking, she stood up and returned to the room, leaving Zhuang Rui and others looking at each other.
"Sister, you can't say less. You know mom doesn't like people to mention her past. Look, you've made mom angry again." As soon as Zhuang Rui got home, he made Zhuang's mother unhappy because of the postgraduate entrance examination.
Complaining about his elder sister.
"You heartless one, I just spoke for you. Besides, we are all so old. If mom has something on her mind, she can tell us about it. It's okay. I'll try to persuade her later. Mom gets sad every year.
Several times.”
Zhuang Min's personality is somewhat similar to that of Lei Lei, and she can't hold back her words. Over the years, she has almost always asked Zhuang's mother about her past first, and she has naturally received much more punishment than Zhuang Rui.
"Well, remember, don't mention that. Mom wants to tell us, so she will naturally tell us. By the way, brother-in-law, how is the auto repair shop doing now?"
When Zhuang Rui returned home, he didn't bother to talk to Zhao Guodong. After explaining his sister, he asked his brother-in-law about the repair shop. In fact, he didn't want to care about the situation in the repair shop, but wanted to change the topic.
, no longer discuss my mother’s past events.
Zhao Guodong poured a glass of wine for his brother-in-law and said with a smile: "Very good, we can't even repair the big car now. I have hired seven or eight more people, and they have to work overtime to repair the car at night. If you hadn't come back today, I would have
Live in the repair shop."
"That's not okay, brother-in-law, you have to go home every day, otherwise my sister will definitely say that I exploited you."
Seeing that his brother-in-law, who couldn't beat him with three sticks before, was now much more cheerful, Zhuang Rui was very happy and started joking with Zhao Guodong.
What is the purpose of making money? It is not just to make life better for yourself and your family, but Zhuang Rui will not give money directly. That will make people lose themselves and find the value of their existence. Like now,
Zhao Guodong's inner satisfaction in making money through craftsmanship is definitely better than Zhuang Rui just throwing a million at him.
"I'm really too busy. I've started to work on the car decoration I told you some time ago. The profit in this area is huge, much higher than repairing cars. When the market opens up, it will be called making money." mentioned now.
Zhao Guodong was very excited about his work.
"We are an old couple, so what if we don't go home for a few days?" Zhuang Min looked disapproving.
"Sister, haven't you heard that men become bad when they have money?"
"No, it won't happen. Even the cat that catches mice in our repair shop is male." Zhao Guodong quickly corrected himself and made a rare joke.
"Your brother-in-law is not that kind of person, but Xiao Rui, you are not young anymore. You will be 26 after the Chinese New Year. Have you already dated someone?"
The eldest sister is like a mother. Zhuang Min is more concerned about this matter than Zhuang's mother. Every time Zhuang Rui comes home, he will always be questioned by Zhuang Min.
"Oh, I drove back from Guangdong. I haven't rested all the time. I'm so tired. Sister, I'm going to bed first. You can fry two more dishes later, heat up the rice, and bring it upstairs to Brother Zhou.
, he hasn’t eaten yet.”
Zhuang Rui stood up as he spoke and walked towards his room. Are you kidding me? Qin Xuanbing's mother has already bombarded her once. His sister is much stronger than her.
"You are a real person. Why didn't you ask others to come down for dinner just now? Just leave it alone and go to bed. Oh, that's not right. Xiao Rui, get back here. You haven't answered my question just now!"
The answer to Zhuang Min was the sound of Zhuang Rui closing the door tightly. Zhuang Min was so angry that he walked over and kicked the door twice. Naturally, someone in the room pretended not to hear.
Zhuang Rui has been really tortured these past few days. After several days of calculus removal, his nerves have been very tense. This is different from physical fatigue, which cannot be eliminated by spiritual energy. Now that he is back home,
In the familiar room, I immediately relaxed and slept for more than ten hours. If it weren't for the ringing of my mobile phone, I would have slept until the afternoon.
"Hello, who's there?"
Zhuang Rui didn't even open his eyes. He followed the voice and took out his mobile phone from the bedside, and asked in a daze.
"Are you in Pengcheng? Are you still sleeping? Get up quickly, I will take you to go through the formalities. I will rush to Beijing at noon, but I am not free..."
Song Jun's voice came from the phone, and Zhuang Rui woke up. He opened the curtains and looked out the window, but the sun was already shining brightly. The hot sunlight shone in, and the room suddenly became brighter.
Zhuang Rui put on his clothes and said into the phone: "Brother Song, I drove back here. Get up now. Where are you now?"
"You can drive directly to the Housing Authority of Yunlong District later. I'll wait for you here. Hurry up. Well, don't forget to bring your ID card..."
Song Jun is really in an emergency. The old man at home felt very uncomfortable yesterday and couldn't get out of bed today. If it weren't for Zhuang Rui's incident, Song Jun would have taken a plane to Beijing this morning.
"Xiao Rui, what happened? You are in such a hurry, please drive slower."
Zhuang Rui hurriedly brushed his teeth, grabbed a wet towel and wiped it on his face. He ran downstairs without even bothering to eat breakfast. Zhuang's mother thought something had happened, so she chased after him and asked.
.
Zhuang Rui reversed the car, stuck his head out of the window, and said, "I know, Mom, it's okay. I'll be back in a minute."
When Zhuang Rui arrived at the housing management bureau, Song Jun was already a little restless. When he saw Zhuang Rui coming in, he pulled him over, took out a stack of documents from his bag, spread them out on the table, and said: "
Each copy must be signed, there is an ink pad there, and you need to put your fingerprint on your name. I have already explained the real estate certificate, and you can get the certificate in three days."
"Thank you, Brother Song. By the way, why are you in such a hurry to return to Beijing?"
Zhuang Rui had to wait nearly two months to get the real estate certificate for the house he bought in Zhonghai. He didn't expect that it would only take three days here. He knew it was because of Song Jun's connections.
"My grandfather is not in good health. As the eldest grandson, why don't I go back? Okay, if I want to thank you, Brother Song, come with me to Myanmar next year..."
Song Jun didn't wait for Zhuang Rui's reply, looked at the table and then said: "I'm leaving first, you just fill out those forms. By the way, this villa only cost 15.2 million, and the remaining eight
I won’t give you 100,000 yuan. You can keep this key. There are some items left in the villa that are worth your money.”
Song Jun took out a bunch of keys from his bag, as well as the remote control for the lift switch of the garage door, and placed them on the table. He didn't want to embezzle Mo Zhuang Rui's hundreds of thousands, but he really didn't have time to go to the bank to transfer money to him.
Already.
Zhuang Rui was a little embarrassed when he heard this. He must have delayed Song Jun's time. When he got up to see Song Jun out, Zhuang Rui asked: "Brother Song, is the old man okay? How about I go and take a look with you?"
?I also brought some Tibetan medicine back from Tibet."
Zhuang Rui thought that if he could see the old man and send him some spiritual energy from a few meters away, let alone cure him, he could at least alleviate his condition. And as long as he had no physical contact with Song Jun's grandfather, anyone would
I can't even think of it myself.
"It's not a serious illness. It's just that I'm older, and with some old injuries from the war years, my health is getting worse day by day. It's okay. You don't have to worry. I will take you to see the old man when you go to Beijing to go to school."
Song Jun knew that the old man's illness was a big deal. He didn't pay much attention to the Tibetan medicine Zhuang Rui mentioned. There were no good medicines in Beijing. Besides, even his grandson wanted to see the old man.
You have to go through an interrogation, let alone bring people in.
Not allowing Zhuang Rui to drive him away, Song Jun took a taxi and hurried to the airport.
Zhuang Rui turned around and returned to the housing management bureau. After filling out the documents and forms, he handed them in through the window in the service hall and received a receipt. Since the money had been paid clearly, that is to say, this villa will be available from now on.
From the beginning, it already belongs to oneself.
