Chapter 158 The so-called explanation is just a casual statement
At 9:12 in the evening, the cell phone rang.
Su Xiaomu pressed the answer button.
Su Ho's voice came out, "Are you almost home?"
Su Xiaomu looked at the front door of her house, which turned left and went uphill. She wanted to open the panoramic sunroof of the gs8 and look at the sky, which was as dark as the road without any light.
"Well, we can already see the door of our house."
Su Ho seemed to smile and said in a relieved voice, "Send hello to my uncle and aunt for me."
"And your sister Dai, she said she was +1."
Su Xiaomu smiled, "Okay, okay."
Su Ho snorted and checked the phone. The sound lingered, and he didn't give Su Xiaomu a chance to talk.
It lasted nearly 8 hours, and after countless phone calls, Su Xiaomu experienced loneliness, boredom, and endless highway driving, he returned to his home.
Turning left and climbing up the last section of the road, the hangings in the car became bumpy.
Feeling this familiar rhythm of varying shades that had been hidden in the body's genes, Su Xiaomu's expression became relaxed.
The last section of the road has not changed much since Su Xiaomu could remember it. It just changed from overgrown with weeds to overgrown with weeds, and from pure soil to an uneven road mixed with soil and sand.
Two or three hundred meters away, the car's high beams were already shining on the door of the house.
This did not alarm Su Yuan and Cheng Qianwei. No matter how remote the country was, as long as the country was not completely desolate, there would always be wealthy people.
Until, Su Xiaomu slowly parked the car in front of the gate;
And she pressed the horn playfully, and Cheng Qianwei followed her usual train of thought and looked out through the window.
In fact, she had already called Su Xiaomu three times, and the thought flashed in her mind whether her cub was back.
When parking the car, Su Xiaomu turned on the interior lights.
At this moment, when their eyes met, Cheng Qianwei's beautiful Danfeng eyes rolled for a moment, then she turned her gaze slightly and whispered, "Su Yuan, Su Yuan, get out quickly, your kid is driving back."
Su Yuan: "???" I really want to put on a confused expression.
I was thinking a lot in my heart, but my body was very honest, and I quickly got up and walked out.
Face to face with Su Xiaomu, who had just gotten off the car, Su Yuan's face showed one-third surprise, one-third relief and one-third confusion.
"Abba, I'm back!" Su Xiaomu greeted happily.
Su Yuan responded hummingly, looking back and forth between Trumpchi GS8 and Su Xiaomu. Cheng Qianwei appeared beside Su Yuan calmly, watching Su Xiaomu busy with things.
"Baby, where did your car come from?"
His voice was soft and his tone was indifferent, as if he had no intention of exploring at all.
Su Xiaomutou didn't reply, and answered directly, "I bought it for dad."
Cheng Qianwei: "..."
Su Yuan: "..."
"Dad, Mom, don't just stand there, help me. There are a lot of things. It's all Su Ho's fault. They are stuffed layer by layer!" Su Xiaomu muttered.
I accidentally said it smoothly and didn't feel there was anything awkward about it.
Anyway, he didn't have much idea.
There is nothing shameful about it.
"Why did you bring so many things?" Su Yuan asked while helping to unload the truck.
"Hey, why are there cooked food, fruits, and snacks?"
Su Xiaomu replied casually, "Prepare food for the road in advance."
"What's... in this trunk?" Su Yuan was like a curious baby.
Su Xiaomu replied, "They are all things that can be used. They can be used as a gift during the New Year or something."
From the beginning to the end, Cheng Qianwei never ended up personally, she just watched from the sidelines, feeling a slight distortion of time intertwined.
She remembered that about ten years ago, when she took Su Xiaomu on a long trip for the first time, there was also a car in front of this door, which kept unloading things.
At that time, they were all flashy toys, and snacks that felt like they would be eaten until the shelf life had passed.
At that time, Cheng Qianwei felt distressed for half a year.
I even lost two kilograms, and I feel sorry for losing weight in return.
Chinese people always talk about reciprocity.
Although the return gift is often far less than the exchange of gifts.
"Baby, are these all gifts from your senior?"
In the living room of her hometown, which is very spacious but has little furniture, a family of three gathered around the electric heating table in front of the window to warm themselves up. Cheng Qianwei said seemingly casually.
Su Xiaomu shook his head, "How can that be possible? Others gave it to me."
"Did you return the gift?"
"I'm back." Su Xiaomu replied decisively.
He was sure and certain that he had definitely reciprocated the gift, such as buying a cup of tea without cheese, driving a car for a period of time, such as...
"I'll get you a bowl of noodles." Su Yuan stood up as he spoke.
Although when Su Yuan saw the layers of cooked food, cold dishes, snacks, fruit platters, drinks, and vitamin functional drinks, he knew that Su Xiaomu might not be very hungry, but when he thought about it, it would take about seven
Eight hours, no matter what, you must have a warm mouth and warm stomach.
After Su Yuan left, Cheng Qianwei glanced at Su Xiaomu, looked away, and said lightly and casually.
"You're not in love, and you're not pursuing any enjoyment, right?"
It's a very euphemistic meaning. Su Xiaomu didn't realize the deeper meaning at first. He thought about it three times before he translated it into something understandable.
I haven’t thought about falling in love for so many years. Did I go to college and find that I don’t have enough money? My friends around me all have luxury cars, luxury mobile phones, watches, etc., and I have some thoughts of flattery in my mind.
Find a rich woman?
Su Xiaomu: "..."
Awesome, my dear mother, your ideas are so trendy!
"I think so too, and I think it's beautiful. The rich women outside have high standards and look down on ordinary college students like me who have no money, no culture, and no reputation."
Cheng Qianwei did not refute Su Xiaomu's words, but just said, "Then how did your car and the other seven or eight things in this car come from?"
Su Xiaomu had already prepared an explanation for this natural and reasonable question that would definitely arise.
"Mom, let me show you something first."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and played a video of his speech at the [Data·Linked Future] summit.
It didn't last long, just the two or three minutes when there were more cheers, not the whole thing.
"And then." Cheng Qianwei looked at Su Xiaomu with a pair of calm eyes, waiting for Su Xiaomu's further explanation.
Just a video, even though it looked high-class, was not enough to convince Cheng Qianwei not to think elsewhere.
A car would not bankrupt the family for the Su family, but it would definitely be out of reach for Su Xiaomu.
Su Xiaomu sorted it out briefly and said, "I study well."
"Well, what next."
"I participated in the International College Student Algorithm Competition and advanced to the finals."
"..."
"I am more thoughtful about algorithms, so I earned a little money through hard work. I thought I wouldn't need it, so I bought a car for my dad."
"……oh……"
Cheng Qianwei drawled her voice.
Su Xiaomu's so-called explanation is just like this casual talk?
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