The family entered the house and sat down to chat. Grandpa also came back.
Jiang Siming honestly told them what he was currently doing.
After hearing about playing games, live broadcasting and playing professionally, the three of them were a little unconvinced.
But when Jiang Siming showed them his bank card deposit information, they realized that their child really had a future.
"Shaoqing, can you show dad how many zeros this is?" Jiang Guoqiao was holding his mobile phone and wearing reading glasses and staring at the screen of the mobile phone, still counting the zeros.
"Seven zeros, preceded by two, are more than thirty-three million." Father Jiang replied.
After his previous solo with Gu Cun, Jiang Siming's deposit reached 20 million.
Then the level of the live broadcast room reached the maximum level, and the share of the gift money was more than 10 million, which was all credited to Jiang Siming's card.
Coupled with the money fragments he picked up in daily life, it is not surprising that Jiang Siming has so many savings.
More than 33 million, Jiang's family still had no idea what that was.
All I know is that this is a lot of money that the people in the town together will spend more money than they can spend in a lifetime.
"My son is really promising! I don't think anyone in this town would dare to say that my son is useless!" Jiang's mother said, wiping her tears.
Jiang's father stared at Jiang Siming and said, "You can't spend so much money like this. It's more than two million to buy a car. No amount of money is enough to defeat you. I think you should leave your money here."
I'll keep it for you."
Before Jiang Siming could speak, Jiang's mother stood up with her arms akimbo.
"Why should I put the money my son earns with you? Besides, don't you know who the two million dollars are spent on? It's already very difficult for my son to make money outside. If he needs it urgently, I can keep it with you."
I’ll buy you a drink, that’s a pretty idea!”
When Jiang's father heard this, he immediately fainted and did not dare to be quarrelsome with his wife again.
"If you think your son spends a lot of money, then let him return this car." Mother Jiang came up with a decisive move.
Jiang's father immediately gave up without any hesitation.
"My son is the most capable. Son, whatever dish you want to eat, mom will cook it for you today!" Mother Jiang said happily.
"Sauce-flavored pork elbow, crispy pork, braised tofu, Shantou lobster." Jiang Siming announced the names of the dishes.
"You really know how to bark. You have to buy the ingredients for these dishes now. Why didn't you say you wanted to have a Manchu-Han banquet?" Jiang's father said dissatisfied.
"None of your business, I'm happy to buy food for my son. Do you care? Don't use your chopsticks when you eat later. Any leftovers in the kitchen are yours."
"What's wrong with this? You go shopping for groceries and I'll go with you. I'll drive you there just in time!"
"It's just a few steps away and you're wasting gas money by driving."
"It's okay, it's okay, you haven't sat there yet, I'll take you to sit there for a while." Jiang's father took Jiang's mother and dragged her into the car, and the couple went shopping for groceries.
Grandma happily went to the kitchen to prepare side dishes, while grandpa sat on a chair and chatted with Jiang Siming.
Not long after chatting, a thin figure rushed in, jumping up and down with a schoolbag on his back.
"I'm back! Grandma, what are we going to eat tonight?"
As soon as he heard this voice, Jiang Siming knew who it was, his little sister.
Jiang Siming's sister is Jiang Wanwan, who is ten years younger than Jiang Siming. Such a big age gap also makes Jiang Siming and Jiang Wanwan very close to each other.
However, when they were young, the two often bickered and quarreled, and they often fought over the TV remote control.
But every time Jiang Siming won, Jiang Wanwan cried a lot.
But she also had a big heart, and she took the initiative to reconcile with Jiang Siming not long after the quarrel, and then continued to follow Jiang Siming, like a little follower.
Now the little girl has grown up slowly. She has inherited the Jiang family's genes and is now slim and graceful. Her face is still as chubby as when she was a child.
Although she is not the most powerful person in the country, she is still a pretty little beauty.
Jiang Wanwan never goes through the front door. Whenever she comes home, she likes to come in through the back kitchen because it is convenient for her to take a few bites of delicious food.
"You can find out just by going to the living room and taking a look." Grandma said to her with a smile.
When Jiang Wanwan heard this, she thought the meal was ready and was in the living room, so she immediately ran over.
When she saw Jiang Siming looking at her with a smile, the little girl was stunned for a second, and then she jumped three feet high.
"Brother, why are you back?" Jiang Wanwan came close to Jiang Siming, looked left and right, and said: "You are so handsome, you didn't go to South Korea for plastic surgery, right?"
After saying that, he immediately pinched Jiang Siming's nose and face and found that there was no problem.
Jiang Siming fought back, stood up, and kissed her chubby face, as if a brother was lecturing his sister.
"You are so chubby, you still dare to touch your brother, can you get it?"
Jiang Wanwan's face has been chubby and baby-like since she was little, so Jiang Siming named her Yuan Gungun.
She was not happy about it at first, but gradually she got used to it and became numb.
"Why are you so tall, brother?" Jiang Wanwan looked up at Jiang Siming, and even when she jumped with her hands, she couldn't reach Jiang Siming's face.
"I'm not envious of you, you are such a short man." Jiang Siming said proudly.
Seeing that she couldn't take advantage, Jiang Wanwan immediately went to her grandfather and cried: "Grandpa, Jiang Siming bullied me, wuwuwu~"
"Don't think about asking grandpa to save you. First, report your recent monthly test scores. I'll see if you have the material to go to college."
"You are looking down on me! My monthly exam scores this year are among the top ten in the school every time!" Jiang Wanwan replied proudly.
"You're already in the top 10? It's not like I didn't go to the middle school in town. The top 10 is enough for anything. Your brother and I only managed to get into Fudan when I ranked third in the school. You're in the top 10 and you're not good enough."
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"I'm not as good at studying as you are. Why don't you admit it?" Jiang Wanwan pouted. Her brother has always been her role model in studying.
"If you admit it, you have to work hard and correct your shortcomings. You know, do you still want to get admitted to Shanghai and hang out with your brother? Let me tell you, your brother is very prosperous in Shanghai now. You can't pass the exam.
Don't blame me for not flying with you."
"Really? How much does it cost for you to live in Shanghai per month? Has your salary been increased? Is it five thousand?" Jiang Wanwan asked curiously.
"Five thousand? You underestimate your brother too much. A thousand times more is enough."
"Tch, just blow it, no one will believe it if you blow it to the sky." Jiang Wanwan obviously didn't believe it.
"Wanwan, your brother is not bragging now. He bought a car for your father, which cost more than two million." Jiang Guoqiao said something fair on behalf of Jiang Siming at this time.
"Where is the car? Why didn't I see it?"
"Your dad drove me to buy groceries. You'll see when I get back soon."
"Really? You really made a lot of money? Then will you buy me something delicious?" Jiang Wanwan immediately thought about food. This nickname of "Plum" was not just made by Jiang Siming.
"There is a big box in the back seat of the car, all of which are imported snacks." Jiang Siming smiled mysteriously.
Jiang Wanwan screamed and jumped in surprise. She stopped staying at home and ran directly to the vegetable market to find her parents.
Jiang Siming also followed her. Anyway, it was not far from the door of the house, so she could still lose it. (To be continued)