Xia Yang has the same character as his brother, he habitually lifts off the left side of his face and sticks it on the right side of his face. One side is shameless, the other side is skinny.
He chuckled and said: "The old man's house doesn't lack this stuff. If I don't take it, it will be all for my stupid uncle and his stupid son. Why don't I bring some back to my dad every now and then?"
Enjoying it with you."
Xia Chen sat down on the sofa and took a look at the bulging schoolbag under his feet. He knew that there was a lot of stuff in it, at least two bottles of Moutai. He chuckled and said, "Hurry and stuff it under the bed, otherwise I will find out."
You go back to the house and bring things home, it will be more comfortable for you."
Xia Yang smiled and said, "I understand."
He quickly picked up his schoolbag and walked to the bed, stuffed it inside, and everything was fine.
Xia Chen put the cigarette in his trouser pocket, hoping that he could show off tomorrow, and asked Xia Yang, "What is your uncle doing again?"
Liang Yinghong's brother is called Liang Weidong. He is not very capable and has many problems. He also works in the Geological Bureau. Thanks to his father, he worked for half his life to get to the deputy department level, but he spends all his time pretending to be the deputy ministerial level.
Xia Yang came back, slapped his butt on the sofa and started to squirm. With a curl of his mouth, he said: "You think I'm taking advantage of my grandma's house, so you're trying to bully me, this or that, I'm going to do what he did? I immediately sprayed him in the face.
Spit stars.
He made fun of our dad again, saying that he would not do a good job if he didn't want to do it. He insisted on going into business. How about we pay for it? People need to be self-aware and know whether they are the right one.
In the end, he even got involved with his wife and children and regretted it. Look at his triumphant face, he makes me angry just looking at him."
Xia Chen took out his own Hongtashan and lit one, squinting his eyes. What do you think of Liang Weidong? He likes to show off, and he also looks down on others. He especially likes to be preconceived, as if he can see everything clearly.
And what he said must be correct.
This is very annoying.
Xia Chen remembered that after his family was in trouble in his last life, his stepmother went to him, hoping that he could lend a helping hand to help the family, but he refused.
What he said at that time was very unpleasant, saying that people have always had to pay off dead debts, and the suppliers would not be able to say anything else unless the money was repaid.
He also said, don’t say that my family has no money. Even if I have money, I can’t fill that bottomless pit in your family.
Liang Yinghong has a tough temper. She would rather be wronged and work hard to make money to pay off her debts than owe any favors.
Lowering her face and asking her brother for help had already crossed her bottom line. Her brother's words were so unpleasant that her stepmother was completely heartbroken. From then on, she broke off all contact with Liang Weidong.
Xia Chen chuckled, flicked the ash from his cigarette, and said to his younger brother: "If you don't like it, don't watch it. If you don't like it, don't listen. You don't know who your uncle is. If you see him, just stay away."
, don’t bother with him about those who have something and don’t have it.”
He thought clearly, after all, this guy was living under someone else's roof, so he should cause less trouble if he could, even though his uncle was indeed quite inhuman.
Xia Yang came over, took off the cigarette from his brother's mouth, took a long puff, then put it back into his mouth, and said: "I would like to stay away from him, but living under the same roof, all day long
You can’t see it when you look up, but you can’t see it when you look down.”
Staring at him, Xia Chen said: "Your hard life is almost over. When our father's matter is settled, we will move."
Xia Yang took a sharp breath and asked, "Brother, are you serious?"
Xia Chen slapped him on the back of the head and said, "I can still lie to you."
Xia Yang rubbed the back of his head and smiled, then became serious again, "Is our dad okay?"
He also knows how to care about his father, so the child's pain will not be in vain.
"It's okay, it's all over."
"When Liang Weidong told me this, I was really shocked. If the old man hadn't stopped me, I would have run back."
Old Man Liang is not a good person either. Ever since Xia Mingyu and Liang Yinghong got close, he opposed them desperately.
Of course, considering it from the father's perspective, the old man is right to object. No daughter's biological father would want his little girl to be taken over by a second-married man with a child.
But if you are opposed to it, you can't stumble and use dirty tricks, right?
This old man doesn't mind, just stabbing me in the back.
He used his little influence to bring the matter to the head of his father's work unit. My father was supposed to be promoted to a full-level major that year, but because of the old man's mischief, he failed to take a key step smoothly, and he fell down.
.
This was also the main reason why my father became so frustrated and so hot-headed that he went to sea to toss.
Xia Chen didn't have any good impressions of the Liang family at all.
The old lady did love him a lot, but she didn't have much contact with him.
While the brothers were talking, Liang Yonghong came in carrying a net bag.
"Hey, Ergouzi is back." His eyes lit up when he saw his biological son Liang Yinghong.
"Mom, can't you change your name?" Xia Yang wanted to die.
"Your brother is a bitch, and you are a bitch, aren't you? Is it wrong for me to make this distinction?" Liang Yinghong said with eyes wide open.
"Yes, what you said makes sense." Xia Chen answered first.
Xia Yang also gave a thumbs up to his mother.
Ha ha ha ha……
Liang Yinghong let out a burst of hearty and wild laughter, lifted her net bag, and said: "It's rare that the whole family is here tonight. I will prepare delicious food for you."
Xia Chen asked: "What are you cooking for?"
Rolling her eyes, Liang Yinghong said: "Zhajiang noodles!"
The brothers covered their faces...
Xia Chen took out two hundred yuan from his pocket, stood up and walked to his stepmother. After handing it to her, he said: "No matter how difficult our family's life is, we can always afford food. Let's buy some meat to supplement it. Look at your face."
, if you don’t eat something good, it will be no different than chicken shit.”
Liang Yinghong snatched the money over in a swish, walked to the dressing mirror in two big steps, looked at herself in the mirror very seriously, and said repeatedly: "Is there any? Is it really that ugly? I think it's okay, too.
It’s not that ugly…”
Shouldn't the focus be on where the money comes from?
Alas, I am completely convinced by this crazy tiger bitch.
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
When Lao Xia walked in, two cooked dishes and two plates of hot dishes were already on the table.
"Er Gouzi is back. Oh, did your mother bleed so hard to welcome you home? She made so many delicious things." Lao Xia was also very poor, so he went to grab the sauce without washing his hands.
beef.
Liang Yinghong slapped her on the back of her hand, "I'm so annoyed with you. You eat it without washing your hands. You force me to chop off your dog's paws, right?"
Lao Xia was so scared that he shrank his neck and went to wash his hands in front of the washbasin shelf.
The two brothers laughed again. No father is so afraid of his wife.
Of course, Lao Xia will never admit that he is afraid of his wife. In his words, this is called respect.
Xia Chen opened a bottle of Erguotou, poured a glass for Lao Xia, and asked with a smile: "Did the class go smoothly?"
Lao Xia smiled and accepted Er's filial piety, took a sip from his wine glass, and said with satisfaction: "There is a serious shortage of people in the unit. There have been too many people doing business in the past few years. I saw that my colleagues who went to Shanghai in the early years are all making money."
, everyone's eyes turned red, and they swarmed into the sea.
When I proposed to come back to work this time, my boss almost burst into tears. He said that the bureau only needed experienced and capable cadres like me who were young and powerful to lead young people to start businesses. He raised his hands to welcome me back.
I went back to work in the bureau and asked the Human Resources Department to immediately go through the resumption procedures for me."
Xia Chen also laughed, gave his father a chicken leg, and asked, "Are you still used to it?"
Touching his shiny hair, Lao Xia sighed with emotion: "What do you mean by adapting or not adapting? I feel like, after working for a whole day, there is no problem with business, but the problem is that there is no business. Suddenly I feel free, and I feel more or less like that."
I’m not used to it at all.”
Xia Chen understood her father's feelings. There were so many things to worry about running a factory all day long, but working at the Bureau of Culture and Tourism was so free.
These days, the tourist craze in Beijing has not reached the level of horror that it would be in later generations.
Why?
The people are not rich, and most families have just solved the problem of food and clothing. How can they have the spare money to travel?
There is also very little development of scenic spots, and most of them focus on maintenance and repair.
But, this seems to be an opportunity for dad.
Xia Chen made a mental note that he had saved his father's life, and the next step was to carefully plan his promotion path.
The dream of becoming a second-generation official does not seem too far away.
"Take your time, there has to be an adaptation process, right?" Xia Chen explained to Lao Xia, and then put another chicken leg into stepmother's bowl.
Liang Yinghong turned around and returned the chicken legs, "You can eat it. I'll just chew on the chicken feet."
Xia Chen couldn't laugh or cry.
Xia Yang exclaimed: "You are not so partial. You have only loved my brother since I was a child!"
"Nonsense! You are the kisser and he is the queen. I don't favor him a little. Doesn't it sound good to have the neighbors pointing their fingers at me and saying that I abused my stepson?"
The three of us were convinced that this powerful reason could be stated so frankly and straightforwardly.
Xia Yang suddenly became silent and grabbed the chicken legs with his brother in aggrieved manner.
Xia Chen only had two words for his younger brother: spoil him!
Let alone eating a chicken leg, as long as Xia Yang dares to say, brother, I will eat your leg!
Xia Chen dared to break his legs...
Look, what a united and friendly family this is.
Liang Yinghong looked at Lao Xia, then at the two eldest children, and suddenly burst into laughter.
The old man is in good health, his work is going smoothly, and his two children are healthy and safe. This is the life she wants to live.
"I gave my mother 200 yuan today." Liang Yinghong crossed her legs, took a sip of wine, and showed off to Lao Xia with a smile.
He looked as proud as a mountain eagle.
Lao Xia was stunned and asked: "Where did you get the money? And what's going on with your job?"
Xia Yang also shouted: "Brother, have you found a job?"
He picked up the wine glass and toasted his stepmother alone. After drinking, Xia Chen said: "What's the fuss about finding a job? I earned the 200 yuan. Don't worry, it's absolutely clean. You can spend it as much as you like, Lao Liang."
Snapped!
Liang Yinghong gave Xia Chen a slap in the face and said in a loud voice: "The dog is getting smaller and smaller. Who should I call Lao Liang?"
Xia Chen made a sign of grievance: "Lao Xia, she beat your son!"
Lao Xia immediately accepted the move, "How about I beat his son too?"