Xinfeng is one of a dozen prefecture-level cities in Ningxi.
Five cars drove out of the expressway toll station and entered the urban area of Xinfeng. They were not as bustling and noisy as the provincial capital, and the high-rise buildings concentrated in the new district were not as gorgeous as they were dazzling. However, this city has its own unique charm. If you compare a big city to a thousand
If it is charmingly white and rich, it is Xiaojiabiyu.
I feel even more timid when I'm close to my hometown.
This half-sentence of the poem is enough to explain Yang Chen's state of mind.
I haven't been back for two years, and the old building where Yang's restaurant once stood is still standing. Yang Chen heard that the house that holds his childhood memories will be demolished in the spring, so he came to take a look first, fearing that he would never see it again.
"Tongtong, look, our restaurant opened there a few years ago." Yang Chen, who slowed down the car, raised his hand and pointed to a dilapidated storefront on the side of the road.
Nalan Tongtong turned her face sideways and looked at the old buildings facing the street with mottled walls and empty houses. The rusty rolling shutters were painted with big letters, adding a bit of desolation to this messy street. It turned out that she was awesome.
A naughty man grew up in this kind of environment.
This girl couldn't help but think of a saying...Heroes should not ask where it comes from.
In Yang Chen's memory, this street was full of hawking sounds during the day, because the urban management did not often visit it, and various vendors came to set up stalls here, but now it is deserted.
The wheels of time are about to crush everything here.
Yang Chen sighed secretly and drove away. Some people, some things, and some things can only be kept in memory in the end.
A few passers-by watched blankly as the imposing convoy left. They probably didn't expect that a poor kid who grew up here would be sitting in that SUV worth nearly $4 million.
Shitou and Guo Tao simply drove home with Yang Chen and visited Yang Chen's parents first.
When their son came back suddenly, Yang Guodong and Liu Hua were unprepared. They were shopping for New Year goods at the nearby China Resources Vanguard supermarket. The couple walked into the community carrying large and small bags. Downstairs of their home, three SUVs that looked very valuable were parked.
There were people pointing and whispering beside the car.
"Hey, my son is back, and you two are still in a hurry." The aunt who yelled at Yang Guodong and Liu Hua from a distance lived downstairs in Yang's house and danced square dances with Liu Hua every day.
"Son?" Liu Hua was stunned.
"Absolutely. Although your handsome young man came back only a few days ago, I have a good memory and will definitely not judge him wrong." The aunt said firmly and assured her chest.
"If your son is promising, this car must cost hundreds of thousands or nearly a million." A man about the same age as Yang Guodong came up to him with a smile while talking, and handed Yang Guodong a cigarette, carrying a large bag and a small bag.
Yang Guodong hurriedly put down his things, caught the cigarette, and lit it.
Yang Guodong took a puff of cigarette and said with a reserved smile: "I don't understand cars, I don't know anymore."
"Uncle, you are underestimating this car. You can buy a Q7 Cayenne for nearly one million. This car, including the insurance purchase tax, is nearly four million, which is hundreds of thousands more. You can only buy four wheels." I don't know.
At that time, there was a young man in the crowd carrying a big bag of fireworks, and he gave directions to three cars in a serious manner.
"What? So expensive?"
The man who handed the cigarette to Yang Guodong was dumbfounded. The money earned by the working class in a lifetime is not enough to buy this car. It is hard to imagine how many rich people can be so wealthy.
Four million!
Yang Guodong was also surprised and secretly speechless.
My son has become more and more prosperous and wealthy in recent years.
But this man who has been cautious for half his life is not at ease because he doesn't know what his son is doing and where he comes from so much money. He was not very worried before and firmly believed that his son did things in a measured and principled manner. However, several relatives came over from time to time to "kindly remind" him.
It forced him to think wildly.
The mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles.
As a father, I have the same worries.
Liu Hua didn't have time to think about this. Several old ladies dancing in the square surrounded her and kept saying compliments, which made her very happy.
"Dad, Mom."
Following this call, Yang Chen walked out of the unit door, followed by Nalan Tongtong, Guo Tao, and Shitou. Liu Hua was extremely happy when he heard that his son was back. When he saw Nalan Tongtong again, he was overjoyed.
, the impression Xiao Nizi left on everyone in the Yang family was excellent, almost perfect.
"This is my future daughter-in-law." Liu Hua introduced her to several old friends with a smile.
Nalan Tongtong smiled reservedly, obviously acquiescing to Liu Hua's statement. Several aunts praised this girl's beauty. They were not flattering, but speaking from the bottom of their hearts.
"Uncle, aunt." Guo Tao smiled and stood in front of Yang Guodong and Liu Hua.
"We're all back. Come back. Let's get together as a family tonight. Xiaotao, call your parents and ask them to come here." Liu Hua was in an extremely good mood.
Guo Tao turned to look at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen looked at his watch. It was almost lunch time. He pondered for a moment and said to his cousin: "You will drive home immediately to pick up your second aunt and uncle. Let's meet at the Xinfeng Hotel in half an hour."
"Okay." Guo Tao, who followed his cousin's lead, nodded without any objection. After greeting his uncle and aunt, he hurriedly got into the Audi Q7 and went to pick up his parents.
"Chenchen, is that Xiaotao's car?" Yang Guodong asked.
Yang Chen smiled and said yes, but Yang Guodong frowned and continued to ask: "A car worth nearly one million yuan, where did Xiaotao get the money?"
"Mom and Dad, let me tell you later on the way. I'll carry your things up first. It's very cold outside. Get in the car and wait for me." Yang Chen gave Nalan Tongtong the car keys and picked up the things his parents bought. Shitou also helped.
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"Uncle and aunt, let's get in the car first." Nalan Tongtong held Liu Hua's arm and greeted Yang Guodong, who was full of doubts. The three of them got into the Mercedes-Benz G55 under the complicated gazes of five or six onlookers.
Yang Chen put the New Year's goods bought by his parents at home and quickly went downstairs with Shitou. The Mercedes-Benz Land Rover drove out of the community one after another and went their separate ways. Shitou missed his grandma and went back to his old house.
"Look, it's great to have a promising son. I know the couple. A few years ago, they ran a small restaurant and lived a tight life. They didn't have much to ask for. Now, in this building, their son buys it for them.
Yes, I pay a lot of pocket money every month. At the beginning of this year, Liu Hua loaned out the pocket money she saved at high interest rates. How much do you think she loaned out?"
The aunt who danced square dance with Yang Chen's mother deliberately asked the people around her, and after whetting everyone's appetite, she said: "Two hundred and fifty thousand, people are really worth dying for. My son, take away 300,000 from me this year.
He said that he and his girlfriend were working together to buy a house in the capital. After buying the house, we had to pay back seven to eight thousand in monthly payments. I couldn’t bear the child to be under such great pressure, so I subsidized him by one to two thousand every month, ugh.”
Several middle-aged men and women who came over to chat fell silent. As parents, they were deeply touched.
On the way, Yang Chen explained to his parents why Guo Tao is no longer what he used to be. He said that a certain big boss in Xijing who he helped had to repay his kindness by giving him part of the shares of his project.
At ten years old, it’s time to have a career, so I asked my cousin to accept it on my behalf.
Yang Guodong, who was in the back seat, nodded thoughtfully and praised his son for doing the right thing.
If you are poor, you can live alone; if you are rich, you can at least help your relatives and close friends if you are not helping the world.
